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Tomorrow Will Be the Same As
Every Other Election Wednesday
TODAY the oracle and interpreter of American sentiment will
speak and to its voice all citizens of the land will give heed.
Having heard the interpretation, they will return to their homes,
there to abide in political amity for four years more.
The interpreter of American sentiment is the electorate. Once
in four years it speaks in commanding accents, after having heard
for months the mouthings and exhortations of its units, moved with
passion and vehemence to assert that unless their particular solution
for the economic problems of the country is adopted there shall no
longer be glory in the American nation.
Last evening the campaign closed, and with the fall of night
today the "fate of the nation" for the next four years will have been
determined. With three candidates of three great parties in the
field, it is possible that the contest may be thrown into the house or
senate, but the result of that contingency, should it arise, can be
awaited with the patience with which we await the outcome of
The American people can be trusted to preserve their form of
government. They have not gone far afield in the past in their
electoral decisions and may be relied upon still to uphold inviolate
the highest good of their country.
The campaign now closing has been a campaign of personalities,
as well as of principles. All campaigns have been so, and will be so,
for it is inconceivable that a man would be nominated for the presi
dency who had not a personality to arouse both mighty enthusiasm
and violent antipathy. The party, the faction or the individual will
struggle with all its or his resources to accomplish a purpose, elect a
leader, and, in making a campaign, must no more neglect the
inimical personality of its opponent than disregard the estimable
character of its own candidate.
But with all the tenseness of feeling in the campaign of 1912,
although the political orators have indicated the "perils" to the
republic should their candidate not be chosen, and although the
regulation of "big business," either through the tariff or, more
directly, by anti-trust legislation, has been the promise of each party,
business has not been frightened by the orators. Rreviously an
election year meant a year of commercial stagnation, to be deplored
by all industries. The present campaign has proved that there is
nothing indigenous to campaigns which is hurtful to business. Busi
ness men have not been timid this season; they have realized that
the foundations of the country will not be overturned, that the
people do not demand malevolent legislation, and the large industries
of the country have kept to their tasks and prospered as in ordi
In his "American Commonwealth' , James Bryce dwelt *on the
curious and admirable characteristic of American politics which
permits the people to inflame themselves over the campaign fires
and, when the election is over, leads them to accept the decision
quietly, cheerfully, without rancor and without rebellion.
That is the genius of American politics. Americans do so, not
because of tradition, but instinctively.
With that inevitable instinctive optimism the American people
will tonight accept the decision of the polls, will congratulate the
victor and will assume their labors of prosperity, which will go on
unremittingly until the next quadrennial exhibition of political fervor
No matter who may be elected, the sun will shine and the rain
fall as usual in the next four years; crops will be good enough to
make the farmer and the railroad and the banker rejoice; the nation
wiH work, play and prosper just as before. It will take more than
a presidential election or the success or defeat of any party or candi
date to stop the progress of the United States—and that is true, also,
of San Francisco, youngest of the nation's great cities. Some
seventy-nine months ago we had something in our town a vast deal
worse than any election could produce—and it didn't stop us; it
only set us moving faster and more surely than ever before.
So let us be cheerful. The country has gone to utter ruin on
the eve of every Tuesday that witnessed a national election—and
has come back smiling every Wednesday following such a Tuesday.
Tomorrow will be another such Wednesday.
to prevent the Pacific States Telephone and Telegraph company
i from forming a merger with the Home Tele
phone company; Berkeley has started a sim
ilar movement. \t is held to be against public
policy for two telephone companies to com
■ 1 bine, that it will cause a voluntary deteriora
tion in the service, owing to the elimination of competition, and in
other ways be harmful to the communities. It might seem that there
WM no other way of looking at the question, unless you happen to
live in Pasadena.
Two Views of
Pasadena is just now rejoicing over a legal victory by which it
has finally forced the Bell and the Home telephone companies to
merge their systems into one corporation.
That was not accomplished automatically. It took a school of
lawyers, a pot of money and a sequence of lawsuits before the two
rival systems could be made one.
In San Francisco the officials of the Pacific States company are
declaring that the salvation of the telephone system hinges upon
the successful accomplishment of the merger; undoubtedly in Pasa
dena the telephone people praye.d with the public to sec the true
light, which was that consolidation of the telephone lines would
spell destruction to the community.
If either the public or corporate point of view of San Francisco
or Berkeley had been traded for the corresponding point of view of
Pasadena, what a happy world this might be—a world of idle law
yers, of empty courts, of contented telephone companies and tele
*• the world to the fact that any cry for peace must be heeded.
If the Turkish forces and the Ottoman empire
in Europe can be brought to sue for peace
after eighteen days of fighting, it is as fully
entitled to have its cry considered as if it had
been battling for eighteen weeks or months
or years. The epoch which tolerated the one hundred years' war
is past; the epoch which will tolerate no war ig coming; the epoch
which tolerates only a little war and insists on speedy peace is
Dispatches from the Balkan states indicate an attitude of mind
among the allies which may prolong the war. The allies are said to
have assumed the position that Turkey must treat directly with
them or they will grant no armistice. There is a flavor of barbaric
independence in that attitude, not of humanity. The Balkans, while
; Balkan Allies
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WILL SPEAK TODAY
their people* are brave and their military skill is redoubtable, must
not hold themselves superior to the dictates of the powers, beyond
insisting that their respective national rights be honored. If the
powers of Europe accept the invitation of the porte to act in bringing
about peace the Balkan states must agree to the mediation.
They have made the claim before the civilized world that they
are making the fight of Christianity. The fight of Christianity, no
matter against whom it is waged, must be a struggle for peace, or it
is an anomaly. There has been no peace in Macedonia, in old Servia,
in Albania, where the Christians outnumber the Turks in population,
in spite of the cruel efforts of the Moslems continually directed
against the worshipers of the cross. There has been murder and
massacre. It was to rescue those Christians from Turkish dominion,
to drive out the Turkish assassins and despots, that the Montene
grins and the Bulgars and the Serbs entered upon the "eighteen
Now Turkey wants to quit. The Balkan allies have the porte
at their mercy. They can secure peace for the persecuted Christians
in Turkish provinces: , they can secure indemnity for their war
charges. 'But should the powers decide to mediate for Turkey, the
continuance of the war by the Balkan states would blot and stain
I indolent to refrain from voting for it.
This is the amendment to make irrigation
district bonds acceptable by certain banks as
security for loans, on a par with securities of
! municipalities, counties and the state. Under
the present law, according to which an irrigation bond is not recog
nizable by banks, development work in the districts is seriously
The people living- in the big valleys of California, where the
development of irrigation is changing the face of nature and creating
wonderful wealth for the state, will be glad if a tremendous majority
is given in favor of the bonds. A large affirmative vote will have a
tangible result. It will demonstrate to eastern financial interests
that not only is the credit of the state behind the securities, but that
the people are for the development of such projects, that the whole
state is in accord with the principle of converting dry land into
San Francisco and the other bay cities should help the interior
folk to run up a big vote, because the cities get as much benefit
from the successful irrigation projects as do the districts them
selves. San Francisco is the natural distributing point for the
products of the irrigation districts of the Sacramento and San Joa
quin valleys, and it is the growth of those districts that is making
The amendment is first on the ballot. Don't overlook it.
Bits of Humor
"\>3, ma'am,' , said Harry the Hobe.
"I know T look like a strong: man. but
out of my 50 years of life I've spent
over Iβ years In bed."
"Why, you poor man." replied the
lady, sympathetically, handing him a
quarter. "What has been the trouble
"No, ma'am," said Harry. "Jest a
regr'lar habit of sleepin' eight hours a
day, ma'am," —Harper's Weekly.
Why the Bulldog*?
"TVaitah," eald Colonel Clay, as he
glanced around the dijiing room of the
big hotel, "you all kin bring me a
"And what la that, fir?" asked the
"Bring me a big steak, a bulldog: and
a quart of Bourbon whisky."
"But why do you ordtr a bulldog?"
asked the waiter.
"To eat th* eteak. suh," replied, the
"They talk of introducing a voting
machine for use in future city elee,
"A voting machine? What's the
matter with Tammany Hall?"— Life.
Ff.ll styles in spareribs show a etill
higher Ivory finish. You might Ji*t as
well buy a xylo-phone If you're lookin'
fer sonjethin* V eat. You hardly ever
see a feller's wrfe's name in th' list o"
injured when his tourin' car goes in a
Author of "At Good Old Slvrnah.' ,
THIS is election day, the day on
which the people rule. On elec
tion day the people rise in their
might and turn the rascals out.
Then they go back to sleep again, proud
and satisfied. But the rascals stay
On election day the voter goes to
the polls and helps hire the men whom
he considers best fitted to govern hrtn.
Some hire the meh with the strongest
lungs, and some the men with the most
fervent handshakes; while others care
fully examine the candidates for $2 bills
before making their decision.
Election day is the palladium of our
liberties. If we didn't have election
day we wouldn't have any liberties. If
we had twice as many election days
■we would have twice as much liberty.
Election day usually means revenge for
the voters and retribution for the office
holders. It Is a grim, grey ghost which
rises up before the sticky fingered pub
lic official, eaying, "I will meet you in
Election day is not exciting except
In the wild and uncivilized sections of
New York and Chicago. No brass bands
are used in elections and the'voter does
not whoop and wave his arms while
exercising his divine right of suffrage.
He eimply marks his ballot and drops
it in a 40 gallon box guarded by three
solemn and generally sober judges.
These ballots are light and harmless
when taken singly, but there is nothing
more devastating or terrible than a
(Copyright. 1912. by George Matthew Adams)
PERSONS IN THE NEWS
COLONEL J. C. KIEKPATRICK, who has been
visiting in the southern part of the etate, re
turned yesterday to bis apartments at the Fair
mont. He visited the state fair in Phoenix,
Ariz., and says that it was the best affair of
its kic'J that he Uas ever attended.
W. H. AVERY, vice president and general man
ager of the Toyo Kisen Kaisha. returned from
tbe orient yesterday and has taken apartments
at tbe Fairmont.
* -If *
W. L. DAVIDSON ami Sire. Davidson, E. S.
Davidson and H. Higgine of Adelaide, Austra
lia, hare apartments at tbe Manx.
* * *
T. ISAKA, traffic manager of tbe Toyo KUen
Kaleba steamship line, is at the Palace. Uβ
arrived from tbe orient yesterday.
* * -A
R. E. M. COWIE, who is associated with the
American Express company, is at the Palace,
registered from Denver.
* * *
T. H. LUMSDEN, who is engaged in street, rail
way advertising, is registered at the St. Fran
el* from New York.
* # #
STEWART E. WOODS ot Oroehe. Neb., connect
• cd with the packing industry of that city, is at
the Union Square.
• * * *
7. F, HARRIS, proprietor of a harness manufac
turing eetaMisbnwot io WattODrille, Iβ a guest
at tbe Argonaut.
* * *
C. l>. FIELD, a burer for a large department
store lv Los Angejes, is at tbe St. Francis.
* * #
ÜBTJXXKAKT K. W. KBIITf of the royal nayy
is at the Stewart, registered from leaden.
* # #
L< DEMEO, a manufacturer of boots and shoes at
Saots Rm-a, Iβ regiitered at tbe Argouaut.
* * #
ROBERT STRINGHAM of Washington, D. C, Is
at the St. Francis with Mrs. Strlngbam.
# * *
JOHN T. BARRY, a Petalunia merchant, and
Mrs. Barry are registered at the Turpiu.
# •» *
LEONARD D. BALDWIN, na attorney of New
York, Is registered at tbe Palace.
& ft ~&
C. h. DE EYDER. a horseman of Pleasitatoo, i>
at tbe Palace with Mrs. de Ryder.
By the POET PHILOSOPHER
OH this fact will bear repeating,
that unless you're fond of eating
everything will seem discordant
in this world that we infest; if your
aDPetite is slender, life will have no
joy or splendor, and you'll think that
thie republic is skedaddling galley
west. Brooding prophets. gloomy-
Daniels, say we're going to the spaniels,
government is all corrupted and we're
headed for the dump; but if they were
only able to get busy at the table,
things would seem far more attractive,
and their gloom would take a slump.
Nearly all man's earthly troubles would
be evanescent bubbles, could all people
eat with gusto, morns and eves and
sunny noons; could they shovel in
their craters beef and beans and boiled
potaters, succotash and ham and
spinach, macaroni, pies and prunes
They could not be drawn with horse
to the courts to get divorces if their
appetites were working in the good
old fashioned way; they would find this
life less hollow if they had desire to
swallow buckwheat cakes and eggs and
doughnuts, scrambled rice and shredded
hay. Life should be and is a blessing,
and the wails and sighs distressing
come from folks with balky stomachs,
though they oft misplace the blame.
Learn to eat with frenzied ardor, take
a fall out of the larder, and you'll soon
be quite enamored with thl3 cheerful
tSopytiih*. M 52, \f
Old Hand (to new ticket seller at
state fair) —"Ever been on the wicket
before in a crush?"
ri You give change first and tickets
"What is the difference?"
"Hundreds of dollars, my boy. No
one ever passes in and forgets his
A Good Punter
Her father had kicked him out of
the house, but he returned.
"What!" cried the old man, amazed,
"you here again? -,
"Yes, sir," answered the imperturb
able youth. "I came to see if you
couldn't be induced to join our foot
ball team."—Boston Transcript.
Improving the Neighborhood
Mrs. Newrich —We're going to live
in a bettor neighborhood hereafter.
Mrs. Keen—Ah! so a.*e we.
Mrs. Newrich —Then you are going
to move, too?
Mrs. Keen—No; we're going to stay
right here. —Boston Transcript.
"The voter doe* not frhoop and wave
bis anna when he mark* bfs ballot."
few million ballots dropping , steadily
all day long and marked in the wrong:
place. Many a candidate with 20 vic
tories behind him has risen up, proud
and mighty on election day, and retired
from sight forever that night beneath
a drift of little white ballots marked
for the other fellow. Our most frightful
snow storms and landslides occur on
election day, and at this minute many a
candidate is in desperate need of steam
shovels and rotary snow plows.
TVe should rise early on election day
and vote for the best men and then
spend the rest of the day towing less
energetic voters to the polls—always
being careful to ascertain their politics
btfore affixing the tow line.
O. A. NONES, who owns the quicksilver mines
In New Alrnaden, returned from a trip to Cala
>era«i county yesterday. He recently purchased
a gold mining property and has acquired ex
tensive water rights.
* ■* *
EGBERT G. CLARKE, former manager of the
Satter hotel and later with the TaUoe tavern,
returned from a trip through Canada yesterday
and has apartments at the St. Francis.
* * *
L. B. GOLDBEEG, a hotel man of Salt Lake
City, is among the recent arrhrala at the Tur
* * *
W. A. GODDARD. a merchant of Modesto, 1» at
the Turpin with Mrs. Geddard.
# * #
E. H. KNAPP, a eho« manufacturer of Boiton,
ia « guest at the Palace.
* * *
WILXARD CAMPBELL of Medford is at the Pal
ace with Mrs. Campbell.
* * *
J. P. BVSTAMAMENTE of Coronad* Is at the St.
with tali family.
* * *
B. H. PARSONS of liermosillo, Sonora, Iβ a
ffuest at the St. Francis.
* ■* *
DR. R. MeGITRK and Mr*. McGurk of Stocktoa
are gueatg at the Baldwin.
* * *
FRANK MORTON of Spokane, mining engineer,
ie at tb* Union Square.
* * *
J. T. REDDY of Medford is «pendiu S a few days
at the Palace.
* * * *
MAJOR WILBON CHASE, TJ. S. A., is registered
at the Stewart,
* * *
H. R. OWENS, aa orcharditt of Penrjn. Iβ at
# * #
H. J. SEARS, a business maa of Santa Rosa. Is
at the Mam.
* # *
TED WALLER, ■ N t w York broker, in at the
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C. D. JACK6ON, a Kur«lsa BHWteßt, ia at the
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C E. JOHANN, a Chicago railway oun, is at the
ISoyEMBER g, lQi:2
IT S hospitality
is one of San
stands open day
and night. In the
Bohemian club Rudyard Kinging; found
fellow ship and a welcome that he told
all the world about, and it was In
San Francisco that the grand duke
Boris had the time of his giddy life.
It is not of grand dukes, however,
nor of famous authors that I would
write. This is just a little ferry tale,
the story of an incident that would
be commonplace enough if it didn't il
lustrate San Francisco's hospitality in
its best light and from a new angle.
* * *
Crossing the bay the other morning
on the steamer Newark my attention
and, for that matter, the attention of :
all who saw them, was attracted to a
little party of travelers. There was"
an old man, badly crippled with rheu
matism. There was his wife, their two
daughters and a son. The old woman
was tall and gaunt. Her daughter?,
middle aged women, were tall, flat
chested and bloodless and the eon was
an awkward, shambling man of about
35. They had been living on a ranch
down Fresno way. They didn't look
poor, but if they had known anything
but hard, monotonous, soul killing work
their share of the softer sides of life
had not been large enough to overcome
the effect of the hard grind. They were
going back to Indiana. It was the
first trip they had taken since that
journey from the Hoosier state years
ago. The excitiment of the train ride
had unnerved them all and their con
fusion when they were hustled aboard
the ferry steamer was pathetic.
They were equipped for the journey
home as they had been provided when
they left Indiana years ago for the
coast. They carried bedding and a big
bundle of pillows. They had two big
wash baskets filled with something
heavy. At least the top layer of one
basket was big , green apples. To this
basket the old woman clung through
out the trip across the bay.
When the boat reached this sid" of
the bay they picked up their bundles
and with fear and trembling faced the
confusing , roar of a big city. They
dreaded the ordeal, but the old woman,
her dolman wide open and her black
dress tucked up and pinned with un-
compromising frankness across her
stomach'with a. big safety pin. led the
way, with the comforting assurance \
that "The station agent will tell
where to go."
# # #
A more helpless party of travelers
never stepped ashore from a ferry boat.
When the roar of the hotel runners
chorus fell on their ear 3 they stopped
and would have run back but for the
crowd behind them. They did stop
about half way down the driveway,
dropped their bundles and stared at
each other In a panic of hopeless fear.
Then came the demonstration of B
Francisco's hospitality and the proof
that the kindly welcome is not re
served for grand dukes alone.
The hotel runners were preparing to
charge down on them, but Policeman
Pete Burns saw them first. He ordered
the hotel runners baok and hastened
to the assistance of the bewildered
ones. Before he got there, however,
a" deaconess of the "travelers' Aid so
ciety was with them, soothing their
fears and offering to be their guide and
adviser. The last I saw of them Petp
Burns and the deaconess had them in
tow, and "the man with the hoe" look
on their faces had been replaced with
almost radiant smiles.
** * #
A correspondent protests that the
Rugby football ferry tale which ap
peared in this column last Saturday
was incomplete in that it omitted men
tion of the fact that Frank B. Peter
son, the salmon packer, was a member
of one of tlje teams that played here
30 years ago. My correspondent in
sists that Peterson was the most push
ingest forward that ever locked arms
in a scrummage, and, he continuee, "see
what football did for him. Hβ is as
straight and athletic today as he was
30 years ago."
* # #
I made a discovery the other day
that should interest the commuter who
complained because the orchestras had
been banished from the ferry boats.
On the steamer Bay City, now on the
narrow gauge run, are two darkey
shoeblacks who tfrrow in a musical
comedy sketch with each shine.
One of them is tall, stout and very
black. His partner is small of stature
and yellow as to complexion. They
have elevated the business of shining
shoes into a continuous minstrel per
formance. They take turn about In
singing, with a duet in chorus at th*
end of each verse and a real vaudeville
dialogue between songs. They c»«*
themselves "the musical coons." To
the full benefit of the performance you
must buy a chair on their operating
stand, as the entertainment is for the
sole benefit of thetr customers.
It draws trade, too. A. M. Garland,
for instance, hae been knowu to have
his shoes shined twice in one trip. am i
Edward B. Lovejoy is In the habit of
giving them cigare to Jet him stand
near enough to take in the dialogue.
Cut Off Untimely
First Friend of Victim (quite earn
a]ly )_W*n. Ole Bill's day', Y ork ;
do»«. Comin' out o- The Crown r
s'poae. when it 'appened?
Second Friend of Victim— No ••
v/asnt. Dont I keep tellin' yer ' e 'w»«
just erossin' to The Crown
First Friend of Vletirn— Wot' >
•adn't been in then! Loi", ' O w ■orrihi**
—London Sketclu omble!