The San Francisco call., 1908-05-31

Tor some weeks past the reztster
Of Hotel I'll Paso de Robies has
read like the pages of san
Francisco blue book.
There have been generals and
colouels and Ifeutenauts without end,
and sand1iched in between the Peter
Martins. the Henry T. SCOTS, the J.
Downey Harveys. the Tevises, McKin-
strye, Slosses. etc, including, OF
course, James D. Phelan and Ned
Greenway. Where as usual you ind the
great, there were the near great also
like the small boys who follow the
band wagon. eager to be within touch
Of II.
This hegira Of the great and the
near great has not been wholly due
TO the presence OF Admiral Evans
and his party at the hot springs. Many
have gone TO pay their respects TO the
admiral, Il is true. But there is an
other reason. This is the time Of the
annual pilgrimage 10 the hot springs
of Pseo RobleE Of those who after a
season OF feasting and gay revels are
wont TO cry out with Hamlet:
o, that this too, too solid flesh would
melt,
InGW ana resolve 1lSGlL lUlo aSA
The long, sober days OF the Lenten
hiatus are propitious time for slough
ing of the irksome, inartistic pounds
Of too, too solid flesh" and the hot
springs OF Paso Robles are known TO
have virtues other than the prosaic
curing Of rheumatism. Though even
rheumatism has OF late almost risen to
the point OF fad, judging from the
proud air with which members of the
IA hrfO haUa cd RI n
rnirei Evans. as he stopped for q mo-
Ynents chat with one and another while
out for his daily constitutional:
''Oh, yes. admiral, 1 am here for the
same reason you are. T. too, have
rheumatism, you know"
Lud. Lud, The silly symptoms Of
the sycophants,
One couldn't help being reminded OF
the man who. during President Roose-
velt's last visit to California, stepped
IN front OF a camera just as the photog-
rapher was about to press the bulb, so
he could tell his friends that be had
had his picture taken with the presi-
dent In doing so he stepped very close
70 the carriage and this added 10 his
glory He could also boast that the
president had spoken to him. There
was only one person mean enough TO
insist on knowing what the president
had said. To this one he confessed
that Roosevelt had remarked:
Get out OF the way OF tbs carriasev'
But passing by those who can con-
5ure UP anything from the pip to ap-
pendicitis or rheumatic gout for the
sake OF a Me and You" and without
stopping 70 guess why the masculine
contingent of San Francisco society has
been fiocking to Paso Robles the
really interesting figures have been
the matrons of the smart set whose
avowed purpose has been the preserva-
tion. or rather the restoration, of their
figures to the prescribed standard Of
feminine loveliness.
I'm not here for pleasure" re-
marked one young matron, who df-
vfdes her time between Europe. New
port and California. This is purely a
business trip"
Fourteen Pounds Too Fat
The business" was the getting rio
of an even IA pounds OF flesh, and she
did not care who knew IL. She gave
herself just one week 10 do ii, which is
pretty strenuous training down even
for a prize fighter.
In her stunning dinner gown no ons
would have suspected the offending
pounds. Even with d knowledge of the
Iady's purpose one wondered why ano
where She has Venus beaten by halt
a mile for proportions, ana possesses q
carriage that g queen might envy. But
lying on cot in the bathhouse, with
only a thin wooden partition between
us, IL was quite impossible not to over
hear her asking the masseuse:
Don't you think my dgyah would
be bettah il my hips were little
smallah?"
This is the gist OF all the converse
tion in the bathhouse st Paso Roble.