The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1892-07-31


as we like, there is justice at last and too
often when the law takes its course there IS
none.
Notwithstanding the reports of cholera in
Europe Americans of wealth are hying
themselves 10 their accustomed resorts
across the Atlantic in the accustomed num-
bers. Perhaps they dread the excessive
heats of July and August much more than
prostration or death from cholera. Those
heats are indeed a trial of the flesh for
weeks at time, almost as If the victims
were stewed in the calidarium of Turkish
bath. We know nothing of them in Cali
fOrnia, and we ought to make Eastern peO-
pie aware that we know nothing of them.
and then we might expect a share of their
holiday patronage so eenerouly, and in
many cases so sn0bbiShy, bestowed on
Europe. In England, Scotland, Ireland,
France or Germany there is nothing in scenic
; features to suTpass the picturesque and the
grand which may be viewed and
studied in different parts of the United
States, and no State is so rich in
these characters as California, with ocean
and alps, rich valleys and monarch
studded forests within touch. There is also
the natural attraction for the large portion
of mankind, gustatiVe and gross. of varI-
ETY. of food, indispensable in abundance at
all seasons anywhere IN Europe, where good
fare is costly and good cooking is not so
large cities. London, Paris, Brussels. TIE
Hague and Berlin dc give the epicure with
money happiness. but the epicure with
slende- resources has no reason to complain
in California. The Garden of Eden must
have been something like California, con-
sidered abstraetly outside OF politics, al
though the former had Satan himself as an
intruder and California has only Martin
Kelly and Phil CrimnAi'.s end tho gnomeS
u .be JiIuu OUT far-SeeIng Buckley.
Poor Stanley was holly roasted during his
eandidature for North Lambeth. The num-
Der of Africans he shot as black game must
have touched him TO the quick, when in
qalrea about by opponents, and he was SO
staggered by defeat that he had not the
nerve TO second vote of thanks to the pre-
siding officer at the declaration of the poll
until nudged up TO perform the courtesy
Staniey's nationality. whatever that is, was
made the most of in telling h1mor. Born
in Wales, reaching adolescence and man
hood in the United States, protesting him.
self a United States citizen, and actually
securing copyright for bis last book as
such, and lecturing under the same role, he
at last stands for Parliament and to do
that must OF course renOunee the United
States and be British subject. Is it any
wonder under these circumstances he
should have been keehauled by the critics
who liked him not? Herewith are three of
L
which his canddature was hit off adroitly,
and TO Stanley himself ineXpressibly lunfor-
gtveably-for, If anything, he is cordial
and opinionatiye hater:
Though be himself has said it.
IT'S not greatly to his credit
Ihat he's suea changeful man.
Such very 'hangeful man.
When he lectured down st Swansea
All the natives took fancy
o their gallant countryman.
To their famous eountryman.
Now he wants a situation
In the British legislation
He becomes an Englishman.
Quite native EngllShman.
Though he never really said it,
1t rebounds to his diseredIt
That he follows up the plan
For seepter on the Congo
He'd renounce his ieanings strong oh,
And become a Pigmy man,
filtbustering African
But he wants a situation, etc.
Though he himself has said it,
II is nothing to our credit
That he is a EDglishman-
If he be an EngiShman.
All he does is banSy-panky,
Just 20 get at all he can.
ON the peg-top Tory plan
After this Stanley may change again. He
may become an African, anu monarch of
the Congo, when he can again utter his own
onnlnotent remark in hanging an offender
ITO God with you!'
Edmund Yates, the editor and proprietor
Of the World-a weekly society paper of
feeble, snobbsn drivel about the grand
people who do nothing. but who set the
fashion In dress, hats, neckties, lawS parties
and the dinner hour, whether you are
hungry or nOt-consi0ers himself an oracle
In politics, and is fond of making illusions
to the Prince of Wales, as IL his ROYAL High
ness were his friend ADD companion. From
the Stiffness of his personalities in politics it
cannot charitably be supposed that the
Prince or his encourage give him any in
formation. The Prince at least has some
share of his mothers aud fathers sense in
politics. Edmund, as his opponent,
Mr.. Labouchere, proprietor of Truth,
of trash weekly across the Atlantic
for the irritation of American read
ers. The trash also crosses the continent
occasionally when murders are scarce. OF
late Edmund" has relieved his patriotic
and above all patrician soul OF yicio1s
comparison which would make any man
blush who has not cheek one foot thick.
He llkens MIR. Gladstone's opinions 10 those
OF Ravachoi. and says that at was on Mr..
Gadstone's principle that Jack Caffe dealt
with Lord Say and the clerk of Chatham"
rms may be sugary sDlenetie TO the i'm
beetles who wear coronetS, but through the
gulse OF man in society it shows the vulgar
defamer as clearly as a candle suffering
hOI4OW Ills EEleUU LaD0Q-
ehere has. no doubt. snuffed the wick long
ago.
Lord Salisbury Is one of the most un-
lucky OF men in storing up within his
speeches smart utterances at which people
laugh at the moment. but at which he him
self must afterward grind his teeth. A
Parsee named Naoroji has just been re-
turned to Parliament for East Finshury in
London and the choice does honor to the
constituency. for Mr.. Naoroji Is a we'll
educated gentleman and barrister, and OF
course understands India a great deal better
than any one in Lord Salisbury's Cabinet.
and especially better than that stupidest of
all men, Lord Cross. who is Secretary for
India aud has never been there, and could
not pass an examination in its history nor
write an elementary essay on the rupee or
the opium trade. When MIR. Naoroii was
a candidate for another constituency. Lord
Salisbury disdainfully, insultingiy and
falsely alluded 10 him as .'biack man."
Now, Parsee is just as white in COM
plexion as Lord Sails bury, and is fiye,or six
degrees whittier than Mr.. Richie. one of his