The Western Outlook. (San Francisco, Oakland and Los Angeles, Calif.), Vol. 21, No. 12, Ed. 1 Saturday, December 12, 1914 Page: 1 of 4
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The Western Outloo
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A. JOURNAL. DEVOTED TO TUB INTERESTS OP TMB
NBQRO OIV THE PACIFIC COAST AND
THE BETTERMENT OP HIS CONDITION
VOL. XXI
SAN FRANCISCO, OAKLAND AND
LOS ANGEEES, CALIFORNIA, SATURDAY,
DECEMBER 12, 1ST14
NO. 12
FROM THE TIN BOX
By ALVAH JORDON GARTH.
(Copyright. 1914, by W. G. Chapman.)
Not a friend in the world!" said
Rufus Deane, desolately, at six o'clock
In the morning.
"A nest of comfort and true hearts
to cherish me," he added that same
evening.
For years he had lived alone, occu-
pying a wretched attic room with a
poor family in the slums. Long since
he had lost the use of both his lower
limbs. He had been confined to the
one apartment, his wants attended to
by his landlord, but living in the most
narrow way. Somehow he managed to
scrape up the few dollars required to
pay for board and keep each Saturday
night.
Then that day there had come to
his lonely habitation a pretty, neat, but
plainly dressed young girl.
"I am Rhoda Leslie," she said. "1
was Rhoda Merrill. Do you remember
the name?"
"Merrill?" repeated Mr. Deane. "I
ought to! It was that of my best
Mend, Robert Merrill."
"My father," said Rhoda, and her
eyes were filled with tears as she
noted the helpless condition of this
once proud and wealthy man. "He
never forgot, and I never will. I
thought you in another country, or
dead. It was only yesterday that 1
learned about you—poor, an invalid,
friendless. Oh, sir!" and her eyes ex-
pressed the genuine^ love and grati-
tude she felt, "it seemed that I could
not come quick enough to your side.
You did everything for my father
when he was alive. He tcld me that
it was your money that kept me at
boarding school for two years. We
owe everything to you. See, sir, I am
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Startled at a Conversation Going On
Below.
just married to the' dearest young fel-
low in the world- When I told him
about you, he instantly ordered me to
remove you to our own little home.
We will be as your children, tenderly
caring for you all your life."
Then the tears of the astounded
and overcome old man mingled with
those of this bright angel of hope, who
had come to his succor at the darkest
moment of hi& life.
She brought her husband with her
that evening, a stalwart, hones£-faced
young man, who moved about and
spoke at the behest of her suggestion,
as though her sweet, loving voice
were rapt, directing music. It was
dusk when the closed carriage they
brought conveyed the old man to his
new home. He did not see that it was
located in a poor street, he did not no-
tice that as they tenderly carried him
up the stairs the lower apartments
were furnished sparsely, indicating
rigid economy, if not a scarcity of
money.
As they placed him in a wheel chair
and turned on the lights a rapt cry
came from his lips, ending in a sob of
mingled Joy and gratitude.
"This is your home," said Rhoda,
sweetly.
"And welcome, thrice welcome, sir,"
spoke blunt, plain Ernest Leslie. "We
realized how you could not get about
freely and have tried to make it com-
fortable for you."
Comfortable! The bedridden old in-
valid felt as if he had been lifted to a
new sphere of perfect luxury. It was
a large, roomy apartment, newly pa-
pered. Two neatly curtained windows
looked out upon a pretty garden. There
were soft, warm rugs on the floor, a
fireplace, and as they brought up his
evening meal all this attention and
plenty reminded the old man of the
days when he had wealth at his ready
command.
"You are the best husband In the
world!" said Rhoda, as they left their
guest comfortable and content in what
was to be his own special apartment.
"I love the old man because he was
good to you," answered Ernest simply.
"You are so willing to make sacri-
fices for others, Ernest," said Rhoda
fondly.
"Oh, we are young, and the pleasure
of seeing this dear old man happy and
comfortable will compensate for the
loss of a few luxuries."
"He must not know how poor we
are," urged Rhoda earnestly. "He can-
not leave his room, you know, to find
out"
"No, let him have the fond dream
that we are able to surround him with
the comforts he so appreciates and en-
joys."
Fond dream, indeed! To Rufur
Deane there came a period of ease
and comfort that made life one con-
tinuous round of satisfaction. Never
were more ardent friends than the
bright, happy couple who ministered
to his wants as devotedly as though
they were really his children. He
told them mysteriously more than
once that "they should not lose by
it," but they paid no further heed to
the remark than to feel that his grati-
tude well repaid them for their exer-
tions.
Then came dark days. Ernest Les-
lie lost hi3 position. It Lad come
about through the firm employing him
learning of his negotiations for a little
store. These fell through because he
could not arrange for the payments
required.
One month, two months, passed by
and Ernest found no work. Bravely,
however, the devoted pair saw to It
that their honored guest, the old man
upstairs, never suspected their real
condition. They denied themselves
every luxury. All they had to support'
themselves with now was what Rhoda
earned by some fine sewing, and a
baby was coming, too.
The old man never surmised how
hard the shoe of poverty was pinching
until one morning, and then quite acci-
dentally. Under the kind ministra-
tions of Rhoda and her husband, good
food and sanitary surroundings, Mr.
Deane had got so that he could move
slowly about the room. As he neared
the open doorway that especial morn-
ing he was amazed and then startled
at a conversation going on below.
Rhoda was pleading with the land-
lord of the place for a respite of an-
other week on rent payment. Her
hard-hearted creditor twitted her with
keeping a lazy burden, not even a rel-
ative, upstairs. Amid her tearful
emotion Rhoda told of the love and
duty they felt towards her former
benefactor.
"The rent tomorrow, or out into the
street you go!" roared the implacable
old landlord.
"The coarse scoundrel—my poor,
little Rhoda!" raved Deane, and hob-
bled to a corner of the room, pulled
open the top of his old trunk, and aftei-
fumbling over its contents, brought
into view a well-worn tin box. Then;
with this he stumbled to the head ot
the stairs.
He could hear Rhoda sobbing bitter-
ly, he could catch the rough censur-
ing words of the landlord. He started
forward. A scream rang from Rhoda'a
lips and her creditor gazed agape, asi
Mr. Deane lost his balance and came*
rolling down the stairs. The tin box
came down with a slam and he on top!
of it. Remarkably active was the old!
man. Excitement seemed to arouse
his energy. He sat up, shaking his
fist at the landlord.
"You insolent ruffian!" he shouted.i
"Rhoda, my dear, pay this man alii
up, and ahead if he wants it, and he'di
better keep out of my way, after be-
rating you the way he has!"
And Mr. Deane opened the tin box
and took out a roll of bills, and besides
these there were a dozen valuable-
seeming documents.
"Yours," he said, tendering B-hoda.
the box as the landlord retired—"you
brave, unselfish dear! I never sus-
pected that you were poor, and kept
silent about the little fortune I had.
It is all yours, now."
And Ernest Leslie got his little store,
and Rufus Deane saw to it that they
shared the luxuries of life with him.
UNABLE TO RESIST IMPULSE
Solicitor, Refused Funds, Showed His
Resentment in a Decidedly
"Cheeky" Manner.
COSTLY MILE OF WIRE
ERECTED DURING SIEGE OF PORT
ARTHUR, IN 1905.
EDINBURGH is always haunted
by ghosts, to those who have
read a little history, the novels
of Walter Scott and the min-
strelsy of old poets, says Philip
Gibbs in the London Graphic; but
when the king is there and old cere-
monies are revived in his honor, and
the spirit of the ancient chivalry of
Scotland is lighted up by this royal
visit, the ghosts walk so that one can
hardly fail to meet them down by Holy-
rood and round about the Grassmar-
ket and the Canongate.
Once again fights are flashing in
the windows of Holyrood itself, and,
wandering this way by night for a
stroll under the stare, one's mind
gropes back to the romantic, tragic
memories of this house of ghosts. One
woman's face peers out upon one
from the dark shadows. There behind
the walls are those little dark-paneled
rooms in which she sat smiling and
hiding her heartache, where men paid
homage to her and schemed her ruin,
where poets made eonnets to her
beauty and preachers scowled at her
laughter. There, still, is the very
room, thronged on most days of the
year by loud-voiced tourists, where
she rose with her hands to her breast
at the clatter of feet up the stairways,
giving the shelter of her skirt to the
Italian clerk, Rizzio, until Darnley, her
husband, put his arms about ^er and
kept her etill while Ruthven and Mor-
ton and Ker of Fawdonside butchered
their man in the chamber beyond.
There are other places in Edinburgh
where one is haunted by the spirit
of Mary Queen of Scots, whose beauty
bewitched the hearts of men less dour
than John Knox and more chivalrous
than Bothwell.
But as the carriages pass through
the gates of Holyrood and highland
soldiers swing their kilts across the
courtyard, another figure, tall and
debonair, appears before one's mind's
eye. One sees Prince Charles Edward,
who held his court here on his last
adventure for a crown, in '45. The
faults of the Stuarts were forgotten
by one dear ghost—that third duchess
who was Prior's "Kitty aur fair," and
who was gracious to accompany which
included the poet Gay.
High Street Now a Slum.
There are famous characters to meet
in memory to the left and right of one
all the way along the Canongate and
the old High street, in every close
with its narrow entry leading to the
"lands" behind—those tall white
houses built like fortresses and dense-
ly crowded, which held within a small
area all that is famous and noble and
memorable in the story of old Edin-
burgh. It is a eluin now, where tat-
tered garments hang out to dry, where
poverty is naked in crowded tene-
ments, from which on days of royal
progress, whenever a c arriage passes,
there swarms out a legion of "barfit
bairns" with shrill cheers and flutter-
ing rags, but where, in days gone by,
the wit and fashion and rank of Edin-
burgh were closely, housed.
In Lady Stair's close the countess
who gave her name to the place kept
up great state in a little flat, after
the unhappy days of her married life,
when her first husband threatened to
cut her throat with his rapier, and her
second husband struck her with his
fist. She was the leader of fashion
in Edinburgh when Lady Mary Wort-
ley Montagu came to record her im-
pressions, and a stately old dame
given to the strongest language in mo-
ments of anger.
Home of Famous Folk.
In Hyndon's close, where the earls of
Stirling lived, was the house of Lady
Maxwell of Monreith and her three
beautiful daughters, known as the
"three romps of Monreith," one of
whom, Miss Jane, afterwards the
duchess of Gordon, was once seen rid-
ing down the High street on a sow
which Miss Elantine thumped lustily
behind with a stick! H-sre also lived
Lady Anne Lindsay, wjxv -.vroi\ ^'Auld
Robin Gray," and all flats in this and
other closes near by were the scenes
of fashionable little parties in the
eighteenth and early nineteenth cen-
Estimated That Ten Th< ;and Lives
Were Lost and Millions of Dollars
Expended In "Condemning" tha
Right of Way.
Business men are industriously pur-
sued by Insistent people who make a
trade of soliciting money for societies
and movements too numerous to men-
tion, and sometimes a disappointed so-
licitor shows petty resentment when
his demands are refused.
Recently one of them called on a
well-known restaurateur of New York
to obtain funds on some pretext, and
gained admission to the private of-
fice.
It is the habit of the distinguished
restaurateur, who rejoices in a heavy
beard, to play with his whiskers while
talking Intimately to callers. On this
occasion he kept pulling his whiskers
as usual while affably protesting that
the solicitor's requests were impos-
sible.
Finally the caller became angry. He
reached over and pulled the whiskers
sharply several times.
"What does this mean?" gasped the
victim.
"Mean?" echoed the caller airily. "It
doesn't mean anything. You cannot
resist playing with your whiskers—
neither can I."
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"There are many individual mlleE
of city-built telephone line that have
cost well up in the hundreds of thou
sands of dc lars," remarked an offi-
cer of the United States army who
saw much of the war between Russia
and Japan a few years ago, "but the
mile of telephone wire that cost, be-
yond all comparison, more money and
lives than any other line ever built
was erected during the siege of Port
Arthur in 1905.
"For weeks and months the Jape
had been eating away at the defense!
of the Russian fortress, but with small
success. The hills around the town
and harbor seemed to have been fash-
ioned by nature for defense. Th«
JapSj though they had brought up
their great 12 and 14-inch siege guns
were able to make but slight impres-
sion upon the forts and none at all
upon the town or the Russian fleet
that lay safe within the inner harbor.
The trouble was that, though the
great guns—'Osaka babies* they called
them, after the name of the town
where they were manufactured—
could easily carry from their position'
into Port Arthur and the harbor, the
was intervening a great range of hilh
from five to six hundred feet in height
and crowned with the most powerful
fortifications in the world to that
date. Hence, the gunners could noi
get a sight of their targets.
"Suddenly the 'Osaka babies' con
menced to open fire upon the tow
and harbor, and the Russians smiled
for experience had shown them hovs
impossible it was for the shells tc
strike their unseen targets. But, tc
their astonishment, after a shell o
two, one lit squarely upon the mail
building in Port Arthur and shortl}
after one plunged through the dec!
of a battleship and sank her like a
stone.
"In a short time the town was
wrecked and the fleet, with half iti
ships sunk or disabled, had to put out
lo sea.
"For, from the telephone in *th€
nand of the Jap hidden on the sum
f it of ?03 Meter hill there ran a wire
»o the batteries where stood the great
Osaka babies,' and the whole thin;
became as simple as a kindergartei
problem. The man with the telescope
observed where the shells from the
'babies' struck; he reported it to th€
pan with the telephone, who, In turn
telephoned it to the gunners of th€
'babies.' They modified their fire un
tier these directions and placed theii
| preat "shells as accurately as thougl
i they were firing point-blank at a tar
Ret.
"It was the beginning of the end of
Port Arthur, that mile of telephone
line running up the flank of 203 Metei
Hill. It was but a single wire mount
ed on poles so small that they wen
invisible a quarter of a mile distant
but it cost 10,000 men and several mil
lions of dollars in ammunition and
other war-cost to 'condemn' the righi
of way."
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Billiards and Pool.
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The place to meet your friends
&f>e
Oakland Bank of Savings
the: oldest and largest bank
IN ALAMEDA COUNTY
Resources over - - - - 524,000,000.00
SAVINGS. COMMERCIAL AND TRUST
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Safe Deposit Vaults
Interest paid on SavingsAccounts
Broadway and Twelfth Street
Central National Bank of Oakland
[Largest National Bank in Alameda County]
AND
Edinburgh Castle, from High. Stree.t
Buiiock'a Freak Appetite.
A curious appetite has been dis-
played by a bullock owned by a North
Lincolnshire (England) farmer. The
farmer found the hair had apparently
been cut off the tail of six of his
horses, and a constable was Instruct-
ed to keep a special lookout. Shortly
afterwards the constable saw a bul-
lock eating the hair off a horse's heels.
It "cleaned' the heels, and then de-
voted Its attention to the horse's tail.
'The tails of the other horses were
then found to show unmistakable signs
of having been bitten off, and hair was
found nearly all over the field.
Philosophy and Manliness.
Be a philosopher; but amidst all
your philosophy, be still a man.—-
Hume.
then—only their good Scots blood was
remembered, and the romance which
bound them to the hearts of the Scot-
tish people. Women sold their jewels
for him. The clans came down from
the highlands to fight for him. On
the night before Prestonpans there
was a great ball at Holyrood and the
Cameron pipes played to the tune of
"The King Shall Enjoy His Own
Again."
Along the Canongate.
Not far away, at the foot of the
Canongate, is the White Horse close,
and the ancient hostelry with its high
steps and pointed gable where many
of Prince Charlie's officers put up be-
fore their march across the border.
The Canongate -tself, with its eld Tol-
booth and ancient houses, Is crowded
with the great characters of Scottish
history, and the very stones tell,one
of the scenes that were played on this
small space. The Scottish nobility
had tljeir mansions here. Through the
gateways at night came their retainers
with swords and bucklers and dirks.
Many a man felt the prick of a "bare
bodkin" at his throat 'twixt "my Lord
Seaton's house" and Playhouse close.
The torches flared about the coaches
of the nobles and many times a tall
tree grew up in the night outside the
Tolbooth to bear human fruit in the
morning.
The passerby stares up at Moray
house and at the long balcony below
its gables. It was on thi3 very bal-
cony that Lady Mary Stuart eat with
her bridegroom, Argyll, when gallant
Montrose was brought by in a gallows-
cart with his hands tied. The cart
was stopped eo that Argyll might gaze
upon his enemy; but when Montrose
turned and stared at him. Argyll shift-
ed his eyes, not daring even then to
look him in the face. That was in
1650. Ten years later Argyll passed
this same house himself on hi3 way
to the gallows.
Cromwell put up in this old house.
Queensberrv house, nearby, has tragic
memories of its own, but is haunted
turies, when Scottish ladies took to
tea drinking and music, when the earl
of Kellie was considered an excellent
performer on the jew's-harp, when Sir
Gilbert Elliott introduced the German
flute, when Lords Haddington and Col-
ville played the violin and 'cello, and
when Jane Maxwell, duchess of Gor-
don, Miss Jardine, Miss Murray of
Lintrose, Bess Burnet, Miss Hay oi
Hayston and other fair women in-
spired the muse of Robert Burns, or
fired the hearts of many literary gen-
tlemen, advocates and men of fashion.
It i3 strange and rather tragic, this
utter change which has made a slum
of old Edinburgh and peopled so many
famous houses with the poorest
classes in the city, who know little of
the romance which clings to the walls
about them, and who live in the direst
squalor in rooms ■which once were the
apartments of illustrious men and
women. Students of history still
prowl about the "lands," artists come
and sketch here, the tourist with his
guidebook searches about these wynds
for the lodgings of Boswell and Doc-
tor Johnson, of Allan Ramsay and of
Robert Burns, who in Baxter close had
"his share of a deal table, a sanded
floor and a chaff bed at eight pence a
week." But though the world of wit
and fashion has departed from Old
Edinburgh, though the society of mod-
ern Edinburgh has not the glory of
its golden days, the city itself still
puts a spell upon the imagination—■
even of an Englishman—and, looking
down upon it from Arthur's seat,
where its beauty is outspread below
one, all the romance of a thousand
years of history steals out from its
hiding jlaces, end legions of gallant
and noble and tragic and wise and
witty ghosts wander about those old
streets which lie in the deep valley
under the shadow of the castle for
which England and Scotland fought
century after century, and along the
highway to Holyrood, where the Scot
tish kings and nobles played out thf
fantasy of life.
Ichthyol.
The importation of ichthyol, a pe
culiar asphaltic material found in Aus
tria, which finds application after ap
propriate chemical treatment as a verj
important medicament, has been, along
j with many other products, cut off bj
the war. The raw material comes fron
: a fossiliferous deposit near Seefeld, ir
! the Austrian Tyrol. It is carefully se
| lected and subjected to dry distillation
The distillate thus obtained is ther
sulphonated and subsequently neutral
ized with ammonia. The use of this
material has greatly increased in tht
last few years, and it has proved verj
| beneficial. Almost immediately follow
ing the beginning of the war its prict
doubled, going to over 60 cents ai
ounce. Already, however, a firm in St
Louis has a material on the market
which has been favorably recommend
ed as an efficient substitute, closely re
j sembling ichthyol Itself.—United
States Geological Survey Bulletin.
A Profession and a Home.
That a married woman can keep ui
her profession and her home as weli
is being successfully proved by th«
principal of one of the largest schools
for girls in New York.
She has a 12-room apartment rur
by a capable maid and a Japanese
cook. She took up her teaching agair
when her daughter was two years old
and has managed to prepare her
daughter for college at the age of fif-
teen.
Anne Warner, the authoress, alsc
has been married three years and
does her writing at home by settling
her housekeeping by nine in the morn
Ing and then shutting herself up in
her study to write until five—the
usual hours of a business man tc
which she considers herself entitled
Central Savings Bank of Oakland
[Affiliated Institutions.]
Capital, Surplus &. Undivided Profits $2,227,000.00
Deposits, over.. - 13,000,000.oo
Total Resources, over 16,000,000.oo
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Difficult.
"French fashions have stopped com
ing over," says a New Yorker, "and
evening gowns for the winter will Ic
consequence be less decollete. A good
thing, too. I said to a woman at a
dance last week:
" 'How beautifully your daughter li
dressed. Don't you find it difficult tc
keep her In clothes?'
" 'Indeed I do!' my friend replied
"Haven't you noticed the decollet<
gown she's wearing tonight?'"
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