The San Francisco call., 1898-02-07

way, as pointed out before, an increase l in the standing army is unavoidable | In last Mondays issue of this paper, l in this column, this appeared, Guns l (expect in the mind of the Bulletins s
 artillerist) are not loaded aimed, | fired and sponged automatically. Pos sibly 1t is in his mind CD that we shall
 keep the (necessary) garrison (of the
 Hawaiian Islands) at home till war
 breaks out, and then dispatch it, to be sent to another world on it's way to
 our land of coolies and coal" What | follows is a morceau from the Chroni- cle's strategic attache, appearing, as it | did, on the same day: ''In the event of
 war we would be able to rush enough | troops to the islands to hold them | against any foe. For us to use transports for this purpose (what else in the name of Caesar can we use flor this purpose"?) would be safe, for, having a strongly defended harbor as | a refuge, they would be assured of safety at the end of the run from the Pacific Coast" To be able to assure a vessel carrying troops safety at "the end of run" is not, it is pointed out,
 what is desired most. The safety en route is whatfis vital.
 It is an unpleasing duty to write of the fenderless cars-to point to truth about the death of the little Johnson child. There are some things in the hof I
 striving after than popularity as a writer; one of them is reputation for honesty. The Examiner, Wading in the blood of this poor infant in order that it may pose the more effectually-that it may play to the gallery more sue cessfully, willingly diverts its atten- tion from the carelessness of the mother who permitted her offspring to wander unprotected where, she must have known, dc ath was possible at any moment To invite notice Of this fact in it's columns would spoil the poser's sensation, and sensation it will have even though it be com"elled to get it through a baby's corpse If have any ability as a mind-reader, the mothers grief to-day is most acute because or the reckless way in which she allowed her little one to play, and it probably does not exceed that of the unfortunate motorman who was the unwilling puni- tive agent in this regrettable instance of imprudence. The Examiners position in this incident is that it distOrts facts in order to earn nickels by appealing to the weak minded of the newspaper reading world. Decency it wots not of.
 Why the various street railroads should be compelled to pay bribes to Supervisors for placing of lenders and brakes on cars possibly the Examiner knows. Given an opportunity, in se- cret session, there are some people who will remark that they ought to have "a little something." MT. Hearst has al- ready had "a little something" from Huntington, but evidently it is not enough. If 1t is neglect and criminal fault on the part of the Market-street Railway Company to be running fen derless cars there are other corpora tions equally to blame. Does the poser attack them? If not why not? He knows there is. no chance of being placed on their payroll probably, at any rate all the indications point that way. us ny pOCIlSy III lO c1 warrant for the arrest of man thou sands of miles away, when the general manager of the company is here and much in the flesh, has been abundantly shown in the local and editorial col umns. The shamelessness that will use childs death for advertisin ur- poses Is condemned by each upright in dividual-each one of clean heart, even though the scorn bring additional pain to a misfortunate and a robbed moth CTS throbbing heart.
 Mrs Rix who is yclept Alice, some time ago succeeded to the delicate po- sition in yellow journalism erstwhile held by Annie Laurie" She has re- gently informed a few people through the Examiner that she might have been wondrously humane or something else, if she had not gone in for let ters." When Mrs. Rix went in for let ters problemetical, but if Providence has permitted her to emerge she has evidently come out empty handed. Literature and the writing of sensation are not allied; they are in no way alike; they have naught in common. There was a time when Mrs. Rix touched with her finger tips the ivory gates and golden" of good sane writ ing, but never for the sensationalist do the hinges of the gates of thought turn. When he or she approaches, the portal is found securely locked and the key is at the bottom of the ocean of Impossible Recovery. If this journal ist will cease writing sensation, and seriously attempt the reformation of brain once capable. that sea may yet give up the sesame that is precious be- yond all price. The ambition is worthy in any event; an ambition to excel as a sensationalist is distinctly degrad- ing.