The morning call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1878-1895, 1893-07-13

tuTe of muscle or chance t. double
a small capital by the investment of a few
dollars, and Secretary Badlam is COM
PEELED, by virtue of his position, to deal
with any and all who want employment,
emo!uments or concessions.
Day by day the trials Of the once good
humored secretary increase. but it was
only yesterday that, worn out with the
experiences of the past few days. ana fear
full OF the future, the secretary I'M
bOSomed himself to the reporters. All
that the secretary said cannot be reported
No daily newspaper would take it, and yet
Badlam is a mId-mannerei man aud care
full of his speech.
A CALL reporter sat in the secretary's
Office for two hours yesterday morning
and witnessed sight TO make ones blood
run cold.
When the doors were opened line of
people filed in, men and women, repre-
senting divers occupations i'll life and
every grade OF society. Balkan sighed and
said, Zone at time. please" as the public
began to crowd about his desk, and then
he tackled the first applicant
It was man who had an invention and
had no money. He was sure, however,
that If his invention was once shown he
would be able not only to sell it for a
small fortune, but give as much more to
the exposition. Badam was also sure that
the man was absolutely correct. but
asked him to call again. The inventor
wanted TO explain and Badam wanted
him to explain some other day. but the
end was that the inventor explained in de-
tall the theory of wave force to the secre-
tary, and finally was driven from the
room. leaving behind him an armful of
drawings that looked like the plans for a
maze at a summer resort.
Next came man, an impatient map,
who first told the secretary what he
thought of him for letting a fool waste so
much of his time, and then produced an
invention worse than the other mans.
Poor Badam wrested with him for fe "
minutes. took his plans and turned to a
big fat man. who said:
"These inventors are awful bores. ain I
they? Now. I've got vacant lot ont by
the park. and l want to tell you what we
can DO with it, Now"
And then Badlam tried to explain that
he could not grant any concessions, and
the man with the lot left, saying the expo
sition would never be a success so long as
it employed officers who Snubbed the tax
payers.
Badlam groaned, and then smiled as a
spinster aged 40 walked up to the desk and
began telling him how she had a class of
iupis who would, if allowed to sing at
the Midwinter Exposition, make Patti,
Nevada and the rest of them ashamed of
themselves. Badlam told her he believed
it and asked her to call again.
Then came small boy who wanted a
job. He was the thin end Of big wedge.
and he rent the soul of Badlam. The boy
wanted to sell papers in the exposition
grounds, and had mother and fully six
teen brothers and sisters depending on hi 5
earnings, and yet he was only IA years old.
Badlam. in desperation, promised him a
Job. but was sorry for it afterward
Behind the boy was sturdy laborer who
wanted to shovel sand al 81 a day, and
next TO him was young man, principally
necktle, who could do anything on earth
from spinning top to managing the
Worlds Fair and didn't cafe what he was
given so he got good salary. because"
said he, Pm native son, don't We see.
and this yere thing is a California show.
So O. course native sons are in it." BadIam
said they were in 1t, and. being desperate,
told the young man that he was satisfied
in day or two he would hear from his
application.
And SO it went for more than two hours.
Men, women and children wanting work,
wanting concessions. wanting privileges,
in fact, wanting anything they could get
for nothing.
rotary turned to his mail. The bright,
happy expression he usually wears was
gone. Even his side whiskers dropped as
he YEARLY turned to- the desk and opened
the first envelope. The contents proved
to De an application from man with
teams. who wanted to help grade, I'LL up
and dig out the exposition grounds. The
next letter was from man who m ade
candy and who assured the secretary that
the sight alone of his pulling" his
famous candy was worth the price of ad-
mission. Then there were notes on
scented paper. written back hand" from
ladies who could sing. blow horn, dance
the skirt dance and paint pictures. land.
scapes or portraits in fifteen minutes"
1t was afternoon when BadIam crept
down the back stairs to his lunch. On the
way be mot man who had a ''buffer''
that would work anywhere. "Say." said
Badlam, Il want two Of them right away.
One to work between me and the appii.
cants and another between me and The
executive committee. Get 'em quick.
Bring 'em up tonight about Z 80 O'CLOCK. %
and he rushed away.
Seriously, the terrible rush being made