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The morning call., 1891-10-11

on Monday evening when the souvenir IS
presented, a second edition, il may be said,
II 'Sinbad'' viii be given to the public.
This Will comprise some delightful new
musical compositions by Mr.. W. Il. Bache-
Tor, the efficient musical director number
Of new songs, dances and other features.
Dan Hart, who plays Nicolo, viii; in the
first act, sing d" Haven't Got 1t Now"
Louise Kissing and Ida Mule give
Two duets" A Bold Lad Am [" and
" " edding Bells" Edwin Foy will tell us
what queer things happen in - Our Society"
Spencer Gracey, as the Count, has a new
entrance song entitled walk Up" and Ida
Mule viii Introduce III the second act a
waltz song specially written for her by Mr..
Philip Hastings. Clara Qualitz and Made
line Morando will have entirely new salta-
toriai solos IN The Winter Ballet" and the
The morning call., 1891-10-11

Written by Mrs. Marquitta B. Hewitt,
well-known society lady of New York City,
will be presented at the Bush-street
Theater tomorrow evening.
THE STORY.
Christopher Crockett, Treasurer of the
Deep Down n lining Company at San Francisco.
his charming wife and her sister, start for
The morning call., 1891-10-11

John F. Bragg has George KEENAN,. the ST.
berian traveller and lecturer. under contract
to deliver fifty lectures. KEENAN, is now on
his Way TO this city.
a MEXICAN BAND.
Zapadere's National Mexican Band, now
playing at the Portland Exposition, will
probably give two concerts in this city Oh
their way home to the City of Mexico. The
band is highly spoken of and is composed of
fifty selected musicians under the leader
ship of Miguel TObedara.
The morning call., 1891-10-11
05M0P0LITAN
IlSPENSAR
Corner Market, Stockton and Ellis Streets,
San Francisco, Cal.-Entrance, Stock
ton Street

Out-ot-town patients treated with UNFAILING
SUCCESS through correspondence. visit de-
srabe, but not necessary Medicine sent safely and
free from observation to any part of the country.
planning disease giving advice ETC., win be re-
turned free. ocll Is 2t
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TELL
THE
TRUTH

1t is honesty. and therefore the best policy.
your disease may be, whether 1t be acute or
chronic, whether 1t be new acquisition" or
a longtime "asSociate"; whether il be called
by the name of Consumption, Lost Manhood,
Rheumatism, Female Weakness. ErHptions.
Pies Dyspepsia, Tape Worm. Salt Rheum,
Bronchitis. Seminal Weakness, Catarrh,
Scrofula or Deformity, beyond the least
shadow Of doubt yon can be cured, provided
you seek the place where ski and science
abdes. ANDREW New. MARTIN. a we'll
known San Franciscan. who has been with
SpIeckels Bros. ever since they have been in
business here, is known among his many
tell a falsehood. He is 4 master mechanic.
and fitted up Spreckels place. He writes:
"A sufferer for twenty years desires to e1-
press his thanks for the great good done him
by the Cosmopolitan Dispensary. A few
months ago 1 was fully convinced / should
never be 4 well man again as had tried ali
sorts OF remedies without effect. My troubles
were chronic catarrh. bronchitis and general
debility. My constitution was completely
run down. and was barely able TO attend to
my business Though / have been treated
by the Cosmopolitan Dispensary bus a few
months 1 can honestly say / believe myself
ceased, and 1 eat, sleep and feel perfectly
well. You are at liberty to publish this and
refer to me at any time" Mr.. Martin resides
at the northwest corner of Stevenson and
Nineteenth streets.
The morning call., 1891-10-11
SCENE FROM
................. Mr.. Leighton Baker


AZarlah. MT leighton BAKER
Mr Rivers, father OF Lois and Joan ............
Mr.. Daniel Jarrett
The curtain raiser will play till 40, when
The morning call., 1891-10-11
PLAYS AND COMPANY.

gland. will help in measure to improve
the financial balance. If the bold Brit0n
cannot get the American dollar by hook he
will by crook
The morning call., 1891-10-11

the comedy folio VS..
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
A Divers Experience.

The first plunge leaves no agree
able memories. They dress you as if
you had to endure the cold of Siberia,
precaution which have found useless
in the Mediterranean. With knit wool
en- hose, cap, and shirt, have never
felt the cold. Then comes the ample
coat, which we get into through the
neck-hole, and the casque, which re-
sounds as if one had his head in ket-
tie. Then they put on you belt with
dagger, shoes with loaded soles, and
lead at your breast and back. Now
you are so loaded that you could hard
ly stand straight if the boat should tip
then you go down into the water
where all the weight is no longer felt.
Now different feeling begins. At
the command. "Pump!" some one rap
idly screws down the glass in front of
your casque, and you hear a noise to
which you have to accustom yourself
-pah! pah! pah!-accompanied by
Kissing of the air. Little whiffs of air
come to you, scented with machine oil
and caoutchoue. The beginner fails
to manage the escape. and his coat and
sleeves become inflated, so that when
he wants to go down, he floats like
those frogs we used to blow up when
we were boys, and then throw upon
the water to amuse ourselves with
their vain struggles to get under it.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
A City at the Bottom of the Sea.

The city authorities of Rovigne on
the peninsula of Istria, in the Adriatic
Sea. have discovered little south of
the peninsula the ruins of large town
at the bottom of the sea. 1t has been
observed for some years that fisher
mems nets were sometimes entangled
masonry, of which fragments were
brought up from the sea bed. A year
or two ago a diver declared that he
had seen walls and streets below the
water.
The city authorities recently decided
to investigate. They sent down a
diver who. at the depth of eighty-five
feet, found himself surrounded on the
bottom of the sea by ruined walls. He
says he knows they were the work of
man. He is builder by trade and he
recognized the layers of mortar.
Continuing his explorations, he
traced the line of walls and was able
to distinguish how the streets were
laid out. He did not see any doors or
window openings. for they were hid
den by masses of seaweed and incrus-
tations. He traced the masonry for a
distance of 100 feet, where he had to
stop. as his diving cord did not permit
him to go further. He had proved
beyond doubt that he had found the
ruins of a once inhabited town, which,
through some catastrophe, had been
sunk to the bottom of the sea.
Some people think that they identify
this lost town with the island men
toned by Pliny the Elder under the
name of Cissa, near Istria. This
island cannot be found now, and it is
thought the submerged town may have
been settlement on the island that SO
mysteri0usly disappeared. Y. San.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
An Indian VaquerO.

The Indian vaaueros who lived
much of The time on the more distant
cattle ranges, were a wild set of men.
remember one of them, named Mar
tin, who was stationed in Amador VAL
ley and became leader of the hill
Vaqueros, who were very different from
the vaqueros of the large valley near
the Missions. He and his friends
killed and ate three or four hundred
young heifers belonging to the Mis-
sion, but when Easter approached he
felt that he must confess his sins. so
he went to Father Narciso and told all
about it. The father forgave him. but
ordered him to come in from the hills
to the Mission and attend school until
he could read. The rules were very
strict; whoever failed twice in a lesson
was always whipped. Martin was ut
terly unable to Learn his letters, and
he was whipped every day for a month;
but he never complained. He was then
dismissed, and went back to the hills.
used to question Martin about the
affair, and he would tell me with per-
feet gravity of manner, which was
very delightful, how many calves he
had consumed and how wisely the
good father had punished him. lie
knew now, he used to say, how very
hard it was to live in the town, and he
would never steal again lest he might
have to go to school until he had
learned his letters.-Ihe Century.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
THEY ALL HAD 1T WRONG.
The Slender Girl Didn't Want Rose
Leaves and Honey-Dew, Not Much.

A party of men sat at table in a
Broadway restaurant slipping cognac
after luncheon. A girl of IL or there
abouts entered shyly and took her seat
at table near by. The girls figure
was slender. her lovely face was softly
tinted. her eyes were blue and innocent.
She drew her gloves from her small
white hands and held the bill of fare
daintily before her. She seemed search
ing for something made of rose leaves
and honey-dew.
1.-Two to one she orders lobster
salad" said one of the men watching
the sweet maid.
''Done," responded another. Salad
is too coarse for her. She'll have cold
consomme."
Well, now, you just listen for her
to order an omelet souffiee," said a
third. Il never saw girl out shopping
IN my life that didn't run in at noon
time and get an omelet souffiee. They
are so fluffy and sugary that they just
hit feminine TASTE"
THAT girl will order a chocolate
eclair and cup of tea," said fourth
man in the party.
In the meantime the waiter was
standing at the elbow of the dainty
fairy expecting her order. She studied
the card long and carefully, and then
she pouted.
Il don't think you have what I
want"
1--WE have most everything" said
the waiter.
''Yes," responded the girl; '.but
came in here on purpose for one thing,
and don't see it on the menu"
'What is it. miss?" asked the waiter.
''Frankfurter sausages and sauer-
kraut," replied the maiden.
One of the men at the neighborigg
table dropped his brandy glass. and
another coughed convulsively from
having swallowed some of the liquor
the wrong way. The young lady rose
from her chair and inquired of the
waiter if he knew any place close by
where sausages and sauerkraut were
obtainable. She was told to seek Sixth
avenue. and as she rustled away the
men who had discussed her appetite
ordered additional brandies.
Il will bet," said the waiter, that
that girl is of German Descent And
he turned up his nose as far as it would
90. He was French.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
She Was Quite PRACTICAL.

He was deeply in love with her, but
she. while she liked him, did not like
him quite so much as to run a risk of
starvation to oblige him. She was
quite practicable enough to identify at
a glance on which side her bread was
buttered, and rather than look for
plain dry bread in preference it was
more in her line to keep her weather
eye peeled on the jam dish. His argu-
ments were much more passionate
than forcible, while her replies were
evidently the dictates of cool and de-
liberate judgment. ''But look here" +"
he demonstrated, eagerly, there can
be no really good reason why you
should not marry fellow who has
good salary, just because he has no
capital. If you go far enough back
you'll find that Eve married a gardener
without halfpenny in his pocket
whats the idea of your bringing that
forward as an illustrations? Do YOU
not remember that the next thing he
did was to lose his situationrt-Scot.
tiSh american.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
ALscruRE ON A sPooN.
The Hired Man Got 1t, but Failed to
Comprehend a Word of 1t.

Il remember" said the recounter of
the party, "a dispensation of what
might be called Spartan justice. 1t
happened when l was boy and made
a tasting impression. as incidents of
the kind do on youthful mind.
Our folks at home had some old
silver spoons that had been in con-
slant service for generations and were
small and thin, and carried in their
shallow bowls the makes of every tooth
in the family. Each spoon had his
tory and an association, as spoons did
have in those days, and they were
looked after with the greatest care.
My mother placed them under her
pillow every night; and the whole fam
lily would be regularly awakened by a
midnight clatter of rattling spoons, as
they had restless habit of falling out
of bed; so their value was enhanced by
the many sleepless nights they cost.
''Well, one of those precious spoons
was missing, and there was great to
do over it. The servants were all
questioned, but no one had seen the
missing spoon. That night a colored
girl, who had been taken in some
months before by my mother, and who
was bright and rather precocious
character, told of seeing new hired
man on the premises hiding something
in his jacket. She even essayed to
find the jacket. and, sure enough, be-
tween the lining and the outside was
found the lost spoon.
my mother was so happy in recov-
ing her property that she wanted the
man to 90 scot free. Not so my ia
ther, who was a solemn church-goer.
4 will give him a lecture on the sin of
stealing, he said. and keep him. as he
is a useful man. | am very sure he
will never steal from us again
Il accompanied my father to the
kitchen, where the man was raking
ashes over the Goals of hot fire and
was preparing to go to bed. He sat
submissively still as my father appear
ed, carrying large bible. and he
listened to the lecture that was deliv-
ed with an unmoved countenance. /
slept and awakened several times be-
fore it was finished. My fathers SOL
emn, monotonous voice affected me
like soportic and l did not try to
fathom the language he used.
1.-The culprit was a German, and l
have since learned he did not under
stand one word my father said to him.
nor even the nature of the accusation
against him. l thought then as
listened to my fathers bass tones in
that grim monologue, that the punish
ment was adequate to the sin. l had
been lectured myself. and would have
confessed to almost anything to have
escaped the consequences.
The lecture was supplemented by
a prayer, in which my father implored
divine forgiveness for the offender.
The German took it all in good part
and remained in his situation, but was
no doubt carefully watched. Some
years after the colored girl acknowl.
edged that she hid the spoon in the
jacket in order to get rid of him and
crafty her love for mischief. As he
never alluded to it in any way we could
not tell what he thought of the SER
vices of that night, or how much oi
the long moral lecture had been com.
pretended. But l am certain, he
never understood the criminal nature
| of the occasion '-DetrOI Free Press
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
Old-Time California Hospitality.

The kindness and hospitality of the
native Californians have not been over
stated. Up to the time the Mexican
regime ceased in California they had a
custom of never charging for anything;
that is to say, for entertainment-food,
use of horses, etc. You were supposed,
even if invited to visit a friend, to
bring your blankets with you, and one
would be very thoughtless if he travelled
and did not take knife with him to
cut his meat. When you had eaten, the
inyariable custom was to rise, deliver
to the woman or hostess the plate on
which you had eaten the meat and
beans-for that was about all they had
and say, "MuchGs gracias Seeora'
('Many thanks, madame'); and the
hostess as invariably replied, 'Buers
prouecho" (''May it do you much
good;'1. The Missions in California in
Eariably had gardens with grapes,
olives, figs, pomegranates. pears, and
apples. but the ranches scarcely ever
had any fruit. When you wanted
horse to ride, you would take it to the
next rauch-it might be twenty, thirty,
or fifty miles-and turn it out there,
and sometime or other in reclaiming
his stock the owner would get it back.
In this way you might travel from one
end of California to the other.-The
CentNTU.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
The Land of Pluck.

Far over the sea is a famous little
country generally known as Holland;
but that name, even if it mean Hollow
land, or How land? does not describe
it half so well as this-The Funny Land
of Pluck.
Verify. a queerer bit of earth was
never shone upon by the sun nor washed
by the tide. 1t is the oldest, funniest
country that ever raised its head from
the waves (and, between ourselves, it
does not quite do that, the most topsy-
turvy landscape, the most amphibious
spot in the universe,-as the Man in
Moon can't deny,-the chosen butt of
the elements, and goodnaturedly the
laughing-stock of mankind. Its peo-
pie are the queerest and drollest of all
the nations; and yet so plucky, so wise
ing the Dutch" has become a by-word
for expressing the limits of mortal per-
formance.
As for the country, for centuries it
was not exactly anywhere; at least it
objected to staying long just the same,
in any one place. 1t may be said to
have lain around loose on the waters of
a certain portion of Europe, playing
peek-a-boo with its inhabitants; now
coming to the surface here and there to
attend to matters, then taking a dive
for change of scene, and a most disas-
trous dive it often proved.
Rip Van Winkle himself changed
less between his great sleeping and
waking than Holland has altered many
a time, between sunset and dawn. All
its permanence and resoluteness seems
to have been soaked out of it, or rather
TO have filtered from the land into the
people. Every field hesilates whether
to turn into pond or not. and the
ponds are always trying to leave the
country by the shortest cut. One
would suppose that under this condi-
ton of things the only untroubled
creatures would be turtles and ducks;
but no, strangest and most mysterious
of all, every living thing in Holland
appears to be thoroughly placid and
content. The Dutch mind, so to speak,
is at once anti-dry and waterproof.
Little children run about in fields
where once their grandfathers sailed
over the pillows; and youths and
maidens row their pleasure-b boats where
their ancestors played tag" among
the haystacks. When the tide sweeps
unceremoniously over Mynheer's gar
den, he lights his pipe, takes his fishing
rod, and sits down on his back porch
to try his luck. If his pet pond breaks
loose and slips away, he whistles. puts
up dam so that it cannot come back,
and decides what crop shall be raised
in it's vacant place. None but the
Dutch could live so TRANQUILITY in Hol-
land; though, for that matter, if it had
not been for the Dutch, we may be sure
there would have been, by this time, no
Holland at all.
And yet this very Holland, besides
holding its own place, has managed to
gain foothold in almost every quar-
ter of the globe. An account of its
colonies is a history in itself. In the
East Indies alone it commands twenty
ty four millions of persons.-MGry
!NQpes Dodge, in 81. Nicholas.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
Were You Ever cofree-Drunkq

Il don't know what's the matter
with me-" said one man to another in
north side street car the other day.
about half an hour after I eat my
breakfast | feel so queer in my stom-
ach. My appetite's good and I'm all
right for about half an hour, and then
hardly dare cough"
Him." mused the other. DO you
take your coffee pretty strong?"
Sure. That's the only way it's fit
to drink. l taught my wife how to
make coffee, and it can bear up an egg
when it comes on the table. No weak
coffee in mine"
III tell you what's the matter.
You're just getting over a coffee
drunk. You know how you feel when
the liquor is dying in you. Well, there
YOU are"
''Pshaw! A man can't get drunk on
coffee"
20! can't he? Well, I've been as
drunk as lord on it. One night an
other fellow and had lot of writing
to do, and it took all the wits we had
about US to do it too. and we had to sit
up late, and to keep US awake we
brewed a pot of coffee and made it as
strong as aquafortis, and maybe
stronger. 1 don't know. My landi
how the ideas came. In droves. No
hunting for words. They all came in
and gave themselves up. I noticed l
was getting pretty gassy and we laugh
ed a good deal. I'd been swilling
away, drank maybe three or four cups,
when got up to get match for my
cigarette and found couldn't walk
straight. My head was as sober as
| judge, but my legs were drunker than
fiddler. And then began to notice
myself and found that my hands and
And then l discovered that unless /
hung on to my chair I'd hit the ceiling.
l was just ready to float. let the
coffee alone after that and in about ten
or fifteen minutes l was all right
again. But, o! my stomach! 1t felt
as if l had been going to church
sociables and feeding on ice cream and
cake for year,
s.Mavbe it was the cigarettes did it. !"
20! no. Cigarettes will cause in
sanity consumption. premature bald
ness. paralysis of the vaso-motor sys-
tenn, fits, rheumatism, ingrowing nails
and that tired feeling-if the news
i
can't make me drunk. I am too well
acquainted with them. remember
the time, though, when they did make
me drunk. had been smoking cigar
!. cites the same as man smokes cigar
and | didn't see much to them.
thought they were pretty weak stuff.
You don't inhale. said friend-well,
let's call him friend anyhow. You
want to inhale it-breathe it in. Aw!
don't cough but it was too late.
had coughed and pretty nearly loos-
ened my cervlcal vertebrse. Keep
yourself from coughing by an effort OF
the will l did so successfully and in
three whiffs I was staggering. That
settled it. 1 was cigarette fend.
There's lots of things man can take
to make drunk come besides whisky.
I have heard you can get drunk chew
ing tobacco. 1 don't know. l never
tried. Well, here's my street. CHI
cago Tribune.
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
IN A TUNNEL.
III Wasn't So Dark as They Imagined It
Would BE.

Perhaps they were not so much in
terested in each other as they seemed
to be, says the N. Y. Tribune but
they were both young and she was
pretty, and everyone in the car got the
idea into his head that they were
good deal in love with each other AT
any rate. shortly after the train left
the station only two people were talk
ing, and these two were the young
man and the young woman. All the
rest were just watching.
There is tunnel little way up
the road.n he said, trying to appear
self-possessed, but looking little
guilty.
rs there?" she said, blushing faint
ly and looking out of the window.
Il suppose it's about mile long, l
don't know, though" he added hastily;
lit might be less"
''I've been through snowsheds out
west she answered, ''that took seven
minutes to go through"
''Oh, this is less than two minntes
long" he said. Their glances happen
ed to meet and they both turned their
eyes quickly.
Every one in the car was now in
breathless suspense, for the tunnel was
near.
Tunnels are such"-but the SEN
tence was lost in the rush of wind and
the changing of the bell as the train
went rushing through the blackness.
There was that sudden roar that comes
at such times, dark shadow over the
car and then a yellow light for the
lamps were burning, turned down low
enough to be unobserved in the day.
light but with a flame which gathered
life underground. And the two young
people looked at each other with
startled eyes. 1t wasn't so bad after
all. Perhaps no one likes tunnel un-
der such circumstances. There are so
many idiotic people in the world.
Some hard hearted wretch snickered.
That was all, but it was bad enough
for two people who sat in the same
seat
The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1891-01-28
A Curious Calculation.

A rapid penmau can write thirty
words in minute. To do this he
must draw his quill through the space
of a rod-16 1-2 feet. In forty min
utes his pen travels a furlong; and in
five hours and third mile. We
make. on an average, sixteen curves
of the pen in writing each word.
Writing thirty words in minute.
we must make 46S to each minute; in
an hour 2S. 800; in day of only five
hours, 144. 600; and in year of 800
days. 43, 100000.
The man who made /, 900, 900 strokes
with pen in month was not at all
remarkable. Many men make 1000, ::
900. Here we have in the aggregate
mark. 800 miles long, to be traced on
paper by each writer iu a year. In
making each letter of the ordinary
alphabet, we must make from three to
seven strokes of the pen-on an aver
age, three and one-half to four