The San Francisco call., 1909-12-19

lish womens grievances and their view
of their redress Somehow, in listening
TO her Swinburnes clever aphorism
rang in ones head, England is not a
despotism tempered by epigrams, but
plutocracy modified by accidents Ger
tain it is that in this crisis every one
in England seems to be singularly
lacking in humor.
The suffragist and suffragette
Have not completely won us. Yet
Perhaps they might, would they bst
deign
To tell us what is causing pain.
But while they tear their hair and rant
May heaven help them. for We shan't
Mrs. Snowden belongs to Mrs. Faw-
cetts group. She believes in words
rather than the horsewhip. The mill
tant seem bad form Yet, if all else
failed one felt that she might-albeit
apologe lly-resort to any means
that would further the desired end. She
rather reminded one of Victor Hugo's
delightful boy Gavroche, and his Ca
naille quelquefois- mauvafs genre ja-
mais" Perhaps the best part of her
address was the anecdotes which she
told with twinkle in her eye and sup
pressed mirth in her voice of the pretty
sophistry of her opponents in England.
Her description of an anti suffrage
meeting with Mrs. Humphry Ward on
the platform. and the men-Chamber-
lain and other wiseacres-declaring
loudly their hatred of a woman on a
platform 60 and asserting that women
were underpaid because their work was
so much worse than mems, the same
lady calmly listening to this belittling
of her money making talents, was of q
refreshing quality. Mrs. Snowden as
tutely remarked that Mrs. Ward may
have found comfort in the thought that
probably received more money for
her work than the speaker Sir Edward
Clark, even though she had prefer
ence for being lassed by her country
with the criminals and insane"
The second concert Tuesday evening
of the st. Francis musical art society
was thoroughly satisfactory affair
The appearance of Fritz Kreisler master
of the violin, was a gala occasion, in
deed. and society proved its apprecia-
tion by being on hand somewhat earlier
than usual. and the superb program re-
ceived enthusiastic applause. The art
society audience has been accused of
lukewarm appreciation on more than
one occasion, but they proved Tuesday
evening individually that they are quite
equal to a graceful acceptance of the
best in music. Perhaps the trouble has
not been always with the audience. for
In this sophisticated age we require a
program that is not tiresome in any
sense and does not border on misery
long drawn out.
The colonial ballroom was packed
from gallery to stage almost, and every
box had an interesting set of occupants
The box owners have a habit of being
present at every performance. The
hosts bring withathem their most cher
ished relatives and their best friends
incidentally. Mrs. Eleanor Martin had
with her party of several guests that
attracted attention, and none more at
tractive than her pretty granddaughter,
Miss Genevieye Walker 1t has been
rumored from time to time that this
young visitor would return to her home
in the east, but her friends here are i'm
Fortunate and so she has stayed An
other guest in the Martin box was Rev
Robert Sesnon, whose keen apprecia-
tion of musical matters makes him a
desirable guest at these affairs not to
mention his agreeable personality and
clever wit. Mr.. and Mrs. George New
hall had party of friends with them
and several members of their extensive
family were in the group. The Walter
Martins had dinner party before
hand, and among those at the table
and afterward in the box with the Mar
tins were Mr.. and Mrs. Horace Blanch-
ard Chase and Duane Hopkins.
1t might be mentioned in passing
that Mrs. Kreisler was there and the
cynosure, by the way, of many curious
eyes. The American woman has A pc
.culiar way that foreigners sometimes
term an impertinent manner of looking
at her European sister. and after one
comprehensive gaze the latter is thor