Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1920-06-29
GREAT HOSPITALITY
At SAN FRANCISCO
Dorothy Dix Finds a Real Desire
on the Part of the Inhabitants
to be Nice.
Special Dispatch to Every Evening
BY Dorothy Dix.

Copyright. 1920. by Wheeler Syndicate. Inc.
AUDITORIUM, SAN FRANCISCO, CAL,
JUNE 20.
oh my, but San Francisco is gay at the
opening of the Democratic National
Convention. What with the heat III
Chicago and the Turkish bath atmosphere
and the drouth in the bars and the cut and
dried program of ''Who was to be who IN
the nominations and the convention
being an old and oft told tale in Chicago,
the Republican convention was as drearY
rs : o'clock in the morning when nobody
can get enough pep up to care what hap
mons ANYWAY. But San Francisco is
another pair Of sleeves altogether. Here
the air is like champagne irappei the sun
glints like molten gold on the waters OF the
hav the gcraniums wave scarlet banners at
you from every doorway; flags flutter
from the lamp posts; bands play; march
Ing clubs parade the streets and everyone
saws "Howdy" to you and tells you how
glad thev are YOU came; for San Francesca
is holding the first political convention
that ever met west of the Rocky NOUN
tains. and It Is n brand new diversion TO
her and she likes it.
Judging from some once familiar doors
chat | shifted in the elevators and cor
rluOTS Oh lilt nbitsSt NtaeSS 'Aic
olusion that some OF the delegates have
discovered the mint bordered springs IN
what is officially laid down on the map as
an arid desert also. This being Demo
cratic convention. with Mr.. Bryan IN
attendance. on il. there is every prospect
of a regular peach of "a fight over the League
OF Nations and the dry plank and every
other scrapable subject. All OF which puts
heart into the situation and permits Joy
20 be uncontned.
FRISCO GOOD ENTERTAINFR.
Moreover, when San Francisco enter
tains a convention she entertalns II. Ill
tell the world that She doesn't take you
to her breast tho better to rob you, as is
the way of most convention cities. On the
contrary. her merchants are forbidden to
prohtcer, and even the takes and res
taurants have not raised their prices
which smacks of the ways of miracles.
You can get all the sand dabs meunier-
which are undoubtedly the ambrosia on
which the gods feasted on high olympus
that YOU can eat for fifty cents, and
bunch of red roses as big as your head for
two bits, and with plenty OF sand dabs
and red roses ''life is paradise now, as
old Omar Justly remarked
Stranger still, in the shops no one
presses on YOU hideous souvenir that you
will dump in the garbage can the first
thing after you get home. The sales
people treat you as a guest TO whom 1T is
pleasure TO show their lovely things.
In San Francisco there are several
marvellous Oriental shops that are veri-
table museums of the art of the Far
East. Through these wander a never
ending procession of curious and gaping
al. T., III -
Track, North Carolina and Bird Center,
Indiana, who exclaim "Wa-a-all, now
look at that, and 'Whatta you think of
that and 'Uncle, amt that swell2" as
thev gaze at fat stomached Japanese gods
and grinning Thibetan devil masks and
splendid Mandarin coats, but who never
buy so much as a chopstick. And they
aren't asked to buy or scorned because
they don't. Courteous statesmen show
them about and explain the mysteries of
lacquer and damascene and ming pot
terry To them, Just as If they were collect
ors. good for big bill. For those people
are guests of the city and San Francisco
feels herself hostess to them. 1t is very
confusing TO the Eastern mind, and oh, so
nice.
/ have said that the streets are gay.
Since the Shriners convention, which
was held the early part of the week in
Portland. splendiferous is the only word
that even remotely describes the street
pageant For the ShrIners have descended
on San Francisco IN all of the unchastened
glory OF their gorgeous regalia, and wher-
ever YOU 90 your eyes are dazzled by the
spectacle Of men arraved like Solomon In
an his glory was not. had thought that
heribboncd and badged delegate wearing
lpon his manly breast a life sized SUM-
over. or an ear of corn, reinforced by
oltrait Of his favorite candidate, was
G uteous sight, but he pales into in
anihcance beside a Shriner, built along
oic-l lines Of a bay windowed bunga-
W who adorns himself with a PAIR OF
WHITE shoes, long green stockings, red
: tn panties, a green velvet coat, en-
nroiCe.cd in gold, with red fez set atop
of his bald head, and there are many such
here, hundreds of them, making the land
scape blossom as the rose.
In my secret soul / have always pitied
men because they were doomed to wear
few hideous, tubular garments, and / have
wondered why they, too, should not have |
lovely ribbons and frillies as women have. |
know that the convention that lays IRON |
clad laws about mems dress is the mercy |
of God TO us Men are not to be trusted |