The morning call., 1892-10-02

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tailor who hands the garments over TO
sweaters. The tailor will lose the Dukes
custom, and should lose good deal more
Tor he doubtless charges three times the
price othor tailoIs do. The effect should be
to throw all such places open to official in
specti0n.
Readers of "AIton Locke " are familia,
with the horrors of tailoring described SO
viyldly by Kingsley. Are matters much bet
ter to-day? Not great deal. Horrors just
large city Astounding In poor and rolling in
wealth.
Who are the kind-hearted gods" of San
Francisco who have just presented Colonel
Mapleson with souvenir chain in rich gold
quartz set ''in fine gold of elegant design"
short time ago the Colonel had his pocket
picked. and had the usual misfortune not to
hear anything more about his watch and
chain. The story must have got abroad,
Tor the present described above reached
hin with this anonymous note: From the
gods OF San francisco, who cannot forget
the man who gave musical America it's
greatest enjoyment In the present genera
ton. and who sympathiZe with him on his
loss In Drury Lane" Quite apart from
this tribute Of esteem Mapieson has abun-
dant reason to recall with lively feelings
his various visits to San Francisco. Never
before or since have such scenes been en-
acted as marked the visits of his opera
companies.
Queen Victoria had quite a regiment Of
dolls. and she played with them in domes-
tic happiness until she was H. She kept a
diary about them, describing their grares
and accomplishments and their wardrobe.
When she was IA the dolls were put away,
but not forgotten. One hundred and thirty
two are still preserved, and of these no
fewer than thirty-two were dressed by the
Queen herself. The writer who reveals
these Interesting facts states that "the dolls
are Oh the most IN promising material, and
would be regarded with scorn by the aver
age Doard-school child of to-day"
But the Queen was careful about the
clothing OF her little wooden puppets, and
especially Of those she dressed herself
THE workmanship In the frocks Is simply
exquisite; tiny ruffles are sewn with fairy
stitches; wee pockets OIL aprons Git must be
borne in mind for dolls OF five or six inches)
are delicately finished off with minute BOWS
little bandkerehiefs not more than half an
inch square are embroidered with red silk
initials and have drawn borders; and there
are chatelains of white and gold beads so
small that they almost slip out Of ones
hands In handling, and one Is struck afresh
by tue dizziness of the finger and the un-
wearied patience that must have been pos
sess6d by the youthful fashioner. Not
nearly so much care has been, however. ex-
pended on the Undertaking, which Is of
the most limited description. many court
ladies' having to be content with single
satin slip-the dancers alone for obvious
reasons being provided (though not invari-
ably with silk pantaloons." Her Majesty
recalls these days Of her dolls with pleasure.
She took pains 10 add few notes to the
article of the writer.
M. Zola's gains in literature appear TO be
to some people, but perhaps
not TO himself. He seems to earn no more
than Mr.. Howells. who certainly is out
distanced in the number of editions BY at
least ten to one. A hundred editions of
novel by lola excite no marked attention,
and he has almost as great circulation in
the English language as in French. 1t is
calculated that the return for nineteen Of
his novels while running through the news
papers as feuillet0ns was $50, 900, and that
in book shape they have brought him
100000 net. Other gains make his income
during twenty years $3.50, 900. or
St3, 900 wear. This is modest income for
this mans hard literary work, and Is in
contrast with the $4,000 year earned by
so mediocre writer as Anthony Irollope
during the last years Of his life. Perhaps
lola would have done much better in CON-
merce.
A clergyman who took fishing as subject
for sermon delivered himself of this pre-
liminary; ''lt is craft for catching and
killing. 1t traps creatures into wholesale
death. And the poor things themselves are
so absolutely harmless. Yet 1t hunts them
BY guile adding to the cruelty nh erent in
all sport the malice of deceit And the de-
ceit makes its attack through the innocent
and necessary need S Of food. 1t uses bait.
1t coDceals its articles. 1t tempts through
that which is most instructive under the
cover of natural delight. Ii turns nature
itself into heartless ambush, into barbed
betrayer. Therefore it is that on this its
cruel side 1t has supplied the bitterest i'm
ages of all that is most cruel In wrong
What seems to have hurt this good di-
vines feelings is the horrible fact that there
should be so much guile and deceit about
fishing. But do not these characteristics of
depraviiy permeate all life, even the life of
human beings? The fish all deceive one
another. They live on one another, and
each species has its tricks Of pursuit, en-
trapping and swallowing. The law OF life is
eat or be eaten, and man Stays more and
eats more than any other animal. Very
high moral feelings on the wickedness of
killing may be compatible with an ethereal
existence. but not If you wish TO keep in
good health and bring up family. One
wonders what the person dined on who
thrust that discourse on his congregation.
Journalism in England has taken curl
Gus turn of self-sufficient pride. The Inssi-
tute of Journalists recently passed
resolution requiring an educational test of
all candidates desiring admission as men,
bers or pupil associates. By this device it
Is hoped to keep out of the ranks asprants
who are defective in what is comprehen-
siyely termed an English education. Ii the
examination were at all severe, which it
is not likely to be, not few of the older
members Of the profession might find 1t an
effort TO pass, for when they began their
career the mere knowledge of shorthand
was considered the principal requisite.
Perhaps Sir Edward Lawson of the Tele-
graph would emerge from the ordeal lame
duck. He once put Epirus In Greece, on
the authority of an ancient reporter sitting
behind him in court.
The butcher who got the COW that knocked
Mr.. Gladstone down is reputed to have
made large sums out OF her bones, her
skin, hoofs and horns. There was eager
competition for these precious relics, not
among the G. 0. Ms friends. but his enc
mics Of the Tory type. The COW has been
celebrated In verse and cartoon, and face
tious descriptions have been penned about
where it was raised and what it fed upon.
TIE irritating diet which prompted the
charge is set down as primroses-a jibe
which must wreathe the Primrose League
in smiles. George Augustus Sala asks how
much the cow would have been worth alive
had it killed the Premier Would it have
been taken round on exhibition at a shilling
head? Peel's own horse killed him. No
body offered to buy 1t on that account.
But, perhaps. Peel was not as much hated
as Gladstone.
An officer Of the British army has just
written a book to prove how well Tommy
Atkins can be dieted and made strong on
three-quarters Of pound of meat and one
pound Of bread per day, assisted by six
cents laid out on such extras as potatoes,
tea and coffee. butter, trpe and coarse
scraps for supper. Yet with all the care in
messing and in cooking 1t is sorry fare for