The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1895-09-22

amusement of the public.
Two little fellows took the liveliest pos
sible interest in the boxing contest between
matter with each other, and they dropped
crumbs of philosophy quite worthy of
students of Olive Schreiner or Herbert
Spencer. (Which one did you want to
VIM" the smallest boy asked his COM
panion.
'Oh I wanted the man to win. / think
the woman ought to understand that
they've got to try long time before they
are strong enough to beat the men,"
do you think that is a nice thing for q
woman to do anyway"
"Why, yes, certainly it is. 1t is bad
thing when all the women think they've
got TO act like ladies, and get so weak they
can hardly stand up. That's what it isl"
Most folks, and especially most of the
young folks, seem to agree still that the
clown is the best part of the circus. Yet
the clown who trots about the sawdust
nowadays is but a ghost-a really, truly
ghost.
Ask your grandpapas-if you are fortu-
nate enough to have any naughty ones
who used to go to circuses in the days
when it was very low-toned thing to
do-ask them to tell you of the days when
Olu Ian hlCe CIedItQ Tile ClOWH V,
and kept his huge audiences roaring at
the Jokes that poured out of his mouth as
spontaneously as the oil pours out of those
wonderful new Los Angeles wells
Ask them to tell you about the DAYS
when Lowlow used to feel SO happy think
ing about the 5000 night that he was get
ting for just simply making fool of him
self-could anything be easier?-that you
couldn't help making merry with him if
you tried.
When you have heard about those good
old days you will understand that these
quiet clowns you try to laugh at are but
ghosts-sorry shadows of the Kings jes-
tiers.
Those horses did race and dance su-
perbly!
One couldn't help wishing that nobody
would even crack whip anywhere, when
it was perfectly evident that those beauti-
full horses were guided by their own intel
ligence.
They must even have been trained in
those wonderful new fashioned horse
schools" rather than taught to dance on
hot iron floors after the barbaric style of
other years. Those horses were quite as
responsive to applause from the audience
as any of the other actors were, and they
deserved it more.
Probably we have got to learn to eat
horses, as they do in Paris and in London.
Already the farmers will tell you that it
doesn't ''pay" to raise them Electric
cars, the bicycle, ano just now the electric
carriages, have made mans noblest friend
almost superfiuous.
But isn't eating him just the next thing
to cannibalism? The horse is a clean
feeder, and there can't be any other objec-
ton to eating him than feeling of friend
illness and relationship. Still, as that feel
ing has been no drawback to inflicting all
the other kinds of cruelty upon the poor
beast, there can't be much reason why
any one should draw the line at getting
the horse out of the way finally by the
simple process of eating him up.
Has any one been able to solve the prob
lem of why those particular elephants had
TO have chain fastened to each forefoot
and outward to stake?
They are comfortable looking, sleek little
beasts, so to speak, and they had no ap-
pearance of beng ugly or rude.
Yet they were chained so that they were
waving their poor heads back and forth
and tossing their trunks up and down,
getting as much exercise as they could.
When boy gave peanuts to one elephant
the next one would open his mouth to beg
for some, Just for all the world like little,
hungry, yawping bird in a nest.
But wouldn't it take giant nest to hold
that sort of birds, though, and wouldn't
the trees the nests were built in have to be
Sequoia gigantea at the very least?
As l was going to say, the chains on
those elephants feet looked like an I'M