The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1903-09-27
BY s. MARION WEEKEs.


Franciscoward
Mrs. Rudolph Spreckels, Mrs. Jim
N.Y. Tucker, Mrs. w. G.. Irwin and
many others are seen frequently down
town. no doubt engaged in evolving
winter creations"
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Mrs. Tucker is particularly busy
starting the Twentieth Century Club
concerts, which have proved so popu-
lar during the last two seasons. Mrs.
Tucker so often expresses the wish that
her Honolulu friends will let her know
when they visit San Francisco and thus
give her the pleasure of welcoming
them to her concerts that it seems as
if the echo of her desire must be heard
by each and every one.
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Mrs. Rudolph Spreckels is looking
exceptionally handsome in spite of the
very trying ordeal she suffered while at
Monterey when her little sons life was
threatened by a serious attack of
ptomaine poisoning. The little fellow
pulled through at last and is quite his
jolly self one more but his parent went
through an anxious fortnight, or more.
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Mrs. Twins many warm friends
agree that she is more like herself than
at any time since the sad loss of her
son, Ben Holiday. She has recovered
much of her beautiful color, for which
she has always been admired, and has
made change from sombre clothes 10
nd no &c Of iutof intc ia7o
have always been becoming to her.
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Judge and Mrs. Estee have been win
ed and dined in a manner that could
but convince them that in their case it
will never be ''out of sight, out of
mind Their prolonged stay in the ISL
ands has not made their friends forget
them. Mr.. and Mrs. j. B. Stetson gave
a very charming little dinner in their
honor, during which there were manv
"reminiscences of good, old Honolulu
days, and the fact that it had rained
twenty-five days out of thirty-one,
while the Stetsons were in the Islands,
was but lightly touched upon.
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Mr.. Stetson tells a rather good story
on himself, apropos of the fact that he
is frequently told that he looks like a
minister. When the G. A. r. started
westward, Mr.. Stetson made up his
mind that having come from Massa-
chusetts himself, he would address any
stranger from there he might chance
to see, and try to make him feel at
home in San Francisco. The first day
that the visitors began to pour into the
city, Mr.. Stetson got into a car and his
eyes lit upon a respectable looking
middle-aged couple, evidently a man
and his wife, and each wore a badge
upon which was printed in letters of
geld. IN. A. S. s." Now, here is my
chance!' said Mr.. Stetson to himself.
So, he seated himself by the side of
the man with the badge and addressed
him thus:
Il presume I may gather from the
letters M. A. S. S. which you wear
that you are from Massachusetts.
Now, 1 was born and brought up there
and L made up my mind that for the
sake of Aud Lang Syne would speak
to the first man I met who came from
my State. Have you just arrived?' II
The Massachusetts stranger drew
back haughtily and said with a mark
ed GOODNESS of manner:
Yes, sir, 1 am from Massa chusetts
and I have just arrived here
Mr.. Stetson then proceeded, in spite
of the Enthusiastically chilly atmosphere
surrounding the Massachusetts couple,
to welcome him and his wife to San
Francisco. Also he volunteered to
point out the beauties of the city to his
new acquaintance.
The wife gave her husband one OF
these surreptitious signals, supposedly
secret, but painfully apparent and The
signal said: "Beware!"
The husband edged nearer his bet
ter half and turned his profile which
was of stern mould, to Mr.. Stetson
Mr.. Stetson. flushing to the roots CT
his hair, at once became conscious that
his ministerial aspect was suspected
by the couple from Massachusetts and
he could not disguise from himself the
fact that he was taken for a ''bunco
steerer,' or at least that he was sized
up" on those lines.
He ventured a few further, though
remarks, but the discDur-
agement he received was such that Mr..
]. 3. Stetson, capitalist and largest
in the car line upon which
he rode, alighted from what was prac-