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In Childhoods Realm.
Hnsh-a-brr, sweetheart, the stars are all sleeping,
Scarcely a twinkle, so softly they rest.
Never a flower from its slumber is peeping;
The ships are asleep on the dark ocr-an's breast.
%he rosebuds sink to sleep in the darkness,
And each little bird in iis nest.
Hush-a-bye. baby, the hyacinth's faces
Are drooping aud dreaming the whole night
The fair lily sleeps in her cobweb laces
And sparkling jewels of gleaming dew.
The moon is in a cloudy cradle
And star-fringed blankets of blue.
Oh, some little babies are softly sleeping,
Sheltered under the warm green sod;
And some sad mothers are bitterly weeping
For fair little souls at home with God,
But thou^rt with thy mother, my own little baby,
And safe in the realm of Nod.
Jessie Vivien Kebb.
"Will you kindly tell me," I asked of
the artist from old Japan who has made
some sketches to amuse the children, who
have learned to look for their own particu
lar corner of The Call, "will you kindly
tell me where I can find some books with
legends and folk-lore of your country in
"Books?" said Mr. Aoki. "Books?
Why, books are not good for anything
"If you will do me the so great honor to
sit yourself down in this my chair I shall
be most happy indeed to tell you some
stories which my so wise and honored
grandmother has said to me when I was
but a boy in mine own country."
I cannot tell you the stories over again
in the quaint and pretty language that my
kind entertainer used ; but they are Aoki's
own stories nevertheless, and they have
not been srioiled by being written down in
They were told to me in a pretty room
where Japanese 6ea gods and wind gods
grinned or frowned across screens at dol
phins and dragons and birds and reptiles
scarcely less expressive and fantastic than
themselves; where cabinets of bamboo
held beautiful and priceless vases, frail
baskets of finest workmanship, and, among
the daintiest fans and bric-a-brac, a little
Eile of bronze and iron swora guards, ail
undreds of years old, and stained with
the blood of "nobody knows what feuds
Curios and kumsbaws were all about, and
although you all know very well about the
curios, perhaps the custom of kumshaws
is not so familiar. Kumshaws are gifts,
which may or not be valuable, but must
be appropriate, and show that they have
been selected with thoughtfulness. A
Japanese merchant of any kind, or any
person in Japan who has rendered you a
6ervice for which he is paid, likes you to
accept a kumshaw, not always strictly in
THE ANT AND THE GRASSHOPPER.
[Sketched for "The Call" by Aoki.]
proportion to the amount of business you
have done with him either, as I fear would
would booh grow to be our commercial
habit if the Kumshaw custom wore to be
imported to us.
A kumshaw proper is a work of art, or
article of virtu, which cannot be readily
bought. The theory is, of course, that the
merchant presents you with a souvenir of
the occasion, and in the shape of some
thing which is impressed with his in
dividuality, and which is valued by its
recipient for that reason.
To return to the legends, you must not
conclude, even if some of them seemed
familiar, that they have been borrowed
from the spelling-books of your own grand
mother's youthful days. They are similar
only as the folk-lore of all nations has a
similarity, and they are less likely to be
borrowed than to spring from a common
A Lesson in Carefulness.
"When I was a boy," said Mr. Aoki,
"my teacher invited me to spend New
Year's day at his house and to assist him
in serving the guests who come always to
pay their respects upon that occasion.
"About the decorations in honor of the
day I will tell you a little. At the en
trance were tall stalks of the bamboo, or
chico as it is called in our country. The
chico is typical of uprightness and of purity
of heart, and it is set up at this season to
tell people to remember to grow each
year, as does the bamboo, taller, nobler,
"Among the stalks of bamboo and all
about the doorway of my teacher's house
were branches of the pine tree, placed there
to teach a lesson in the unity of the fam
ily. The tree grows strong and puts forth
many branches which it supports. These
in turn are a prido and glory to the tree,
and they bring sunshine to its very heart,
so that it grows out stronger and happier
with advancing years. So, too, will our
parents live, if we! the branches, live good
lives and bring them honor and peace.
"Last of all the house is trimmed also
THE THREE BUNS.
[Sketched for "The Call" by Ao.;u\
with the delicate and fragrant blossoms of
the almond tree. The blossoms teach us
to live so that when we fall, as the blossoms
do, we 6hall leave behind a fragrance of
sweetness, and a memory of beauty in the
hearts of those who have loved us.
"Thes« are the decorations, then, of a
Japanese home when it salutes the new
year — the pine, called cor, the bamboo, or
chico, and the almond, which is bae in our
"Going into my teacher's house, T saluted
him with respect, as did I also the other
persons who were present. In the dining
room I found another boy — my friend —
who was going to assist in serving the
"Pretty soon I was sent to bring in the
punchbowl— big and beautiful and worth
very much money.
"My friend laughed to see me carrying
the bowl with very much care, and he tola
me I could toss it up a little and catch it
safely in my two hands, so, if I only dared.
"Of course, I wanted to show what a very
much brave boy I was, so I tossed up the
punchbowl, and caught it again in my
hands one, two, three times.
"Only— the third time it somehow slipped
between my hands. and fell to the floor
and was broken in pieces.
"You can know that I am oh, Terv
much frightened, and very much ashamed.
I go to tell my teacher, but he is talking
with the guests who come to salute him,
and so he is busy with them all the day.
"I so ashamed all day till evening is
come, and then my teacher he call me to
come and talk to him. He is so kind, so
polite— just like he is all the time. Ab for
me, I ashamed, very much ashamed.
" Do you know how much the punch
bowl cost?' my teacher said to me. 'It
coßt very much money, more than $200,
and not you and I together can hope to
buy another. But it is not for that that
lam so very much sorry. lam sorry be
cause I love the bowl, because it is good
and beautiful. When it is I that carry the
bowl 1 carry it very carefully, holding it
close to the side that is next my heart.
" 'And do you think that jou have broken
the bowl ? You hara not broken it— yon
could not break anything. But the dish
felt that you did not love it, that you did
THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, JULY 21, 1895.
not treat it tenderly, so it sprang from your
hands and committed suicide !
" 'It is so always. If you do not treat
people and things tenderly, if you do not
show them consideration and love, they
are not happy, they hare no wish to live.
" 'If you will learn this New Year's day
to be always kind, ray son. I shall never
be sorry for the loss of my beloved bowl.' "
The Three Bum.
"When little Oto came, dressed in his very
best kimono and his gayest girdle, to make
his New Year's call at a great nobleman'g
house he was given a dish of buns, as is
the custom of the country.
There were three fine plump buns in
the dish, and Oto, who was generous and
kind, gave one of them to a little child
which came toddling into the room while
he was alone there.
Then Oto himself ate a bun and found
it exceedingly pood. He wished to eat
another, but in Japan it would be ill-bred
to eat the last bun in the dish and Oto
did not wish to behave badly while niak
ng a call at the house of a nobleman.
He sat down beside the dish, therefore,
and when the little child came back and
wished to eat the last bun Oto frightened
him away by making what ha himself was
pleased to call a "devil-face."
He could not bear to have the last bun
eaten and so appear to be a rude boy ; and
so when he again heard footsteps ap
proaching he again mad* the devil-lace.
There was a little scream, and, looking
up, poor Oto found that instead of the
child he had frightened his hostess, the
nobleman's gentle and beautiful daughter.
Moral: He who attempts to frighten
others may himseLf fall into the trap.
The Broken Vase.
Orito and Taro were playing about a
grand tall vase which was filled with water,
when Taro, who had imprudentJy ciimbed
upon the cover, fell into the rase.
He* was not tall enough to reach the top
and nobody but his little playmate was at
hand to attempt a rescue.
In this dreadful extremity Orito, with
out waiting too long, found a large stone,
broke a hole at the bottom of the jar, and
so released his unfortunate friend.
Then the two boj'S went together to tell
their story to the lord of the household.
"What, what!" said the great man.
"You have broken tke wonderful jar?
Alas and alas! do you not know that the
jar was worth a million sen, and that you
can never give me so much money?"
"Sire," said the young Orito, very stead
ily if very sadly too, "lioo am very much
sorry about the vase. But even if it was
THE BROKEN VASE.
Sketched for "The CaH" by Aoki.}
worth a million sen I can hope that by
working for you all my life long I can re
pay you for it.
"But if it had been Taro's life that vas
taken away neither you nor I nor any on»
else in all the world could bring it back
And then the lord of the household
spoke kindly to the brave boy and thanked
him that he bad broken the wonderful
vase to save a human life.
The Ant and the Gra««bopper.
The grasshopper danced all day in the
rice fields, and he feasted with thanksgiv
ing while the rice was in the mills.
Gracious and grateful wae the feast and
gay and glad was the sunshine. Music
was in the air and the nights were only
less joyful than the days, and the sunlight
was scarcely more welcome than the
breezes and the soft dews of evening.
Life was all pleasure to the grasshopper
till the harvest time, but after that the
winds grew colder and drenching rains
poured over the land.
Half chilled to death and half
drowned the grasshopper knocked at
the door of the coey home of the
ant family. He knew that inside were
comfortable rooms, dry aud warm. He
knew too that there was great store of rice
inside, for he had seen the thousands of
ants toiling the long summer through to
Inside the ants were feasting and merry
making in their turn and they did not even
hear their unhappy neigiihor calling to
them for help. If they had known he was
suffering there they would have brought
! him in, for even the ants in Japan under*
| stand the laws of hospitality ; but the rain
poured down meantime and when the sun
did finally peep forth again they saw the
body of tha imprudent grasshopper float
ing in a pool of muddy water.
With Kynahn Students.
Sometimes I would write familiar stories
for the class, all ia simple sentences, and
in words of one syllable. Sometimes I
would suggest themes to write upon, of
which the nature almost compelled simple
treatment. Of course I was not very suc
cessful in my purpose, but one theme
chosen in relation to it, "My First Day at
School," worked a large number of com
positions that interested me in quite
another way. As revelations of sincerity
of feeling 'and of character I offer a few
selections, aligktly abridged and cor
"Mv brother and sister took me to
school the lirat day. I thought I could sit
beside them in the school, as I used to do
at home; but the teacher ordered me to go
to a classroom which wai very far away
from that of my brother and sister. I in
sisted upon remaining with my brother
and sister, and when the teacher laid that
could not be I cried and made a great
noise. Then they allowed my brother to
leave his own class and to accompany ma
to mine. But alter awhHe I found play
mates in my own class, and then I was not
afraid to be without my brother."
This Also is Quite Pretty and True.
"A teacher (I think the head master)
called me to him and told me that I must
become a great scholar. Then he bade
some man take me into a classroom where
there were forty or fiffy scholars. I felt
afraid and pleased at the same time at the
thought of having so many play-fellows.
They looked at me slyly an« I looked at
them. I was at first afraid to sp*ak to
them. Little boys are innocent like that."
"Before Meiji there were no such public
schools in Japan as there are now. But m
every province there wai a sort of students'
society composed of the sons of Samurai.
Unless a man were a Samurai his son could
not enter such a society. It was under the
control of the lord of the province, who
appointed a director to rule the students.
The principal study of the Samurai was
that of the Chinese language and of litera
ture. Most of the statesmen of the
present Government were once stu
dents in such Samurai schools. Com
mon citizens and country people
had to send their sous and daughters to
primary schools, called terakoya, where
all the teaching was usually done by one
teacher. It consisted of little more than
reading, writing, calculating and some
moral instruction. We could learn te
write an ordinary letter or a very easy
essay. At 8 years eld I was sent to a
terakoya, as I was not the son of a Sa
murai. At first I did not want t# go and
every morning my wrandfuther had to
strike me with his stick to make me go.
The discipline at that school was very
severe. If a boy did not obey he was
beaten with a bamboo, being held down to
receive his punishment. After a year
many public schoels were opened and I
entered a public school."
"A great gate, a pompous building, a
very large, dismal room with benches in a
row— these I remember. The teachers
looked very severe. I did not like their
faces. I sat on a bench in the room and
felt hateful. The teachers seemed unkind.
None of the boys knew me or spoke to me.
A teacher stood up by the blackboard and
began to call th« names. H« had a whip
in nis hand. He called my name. I could
not answer and burst out crying, so I was
sent h.ome. That was my first day at
Another writes: "When I first went to
school I was six years old. I rem«mber
only that my grandfatker carried
my books and slate for me and that the
teacher and the boys wer« very, verj, very
good and kind to me, so tkat I thought
school was a parudise in this warld and
did not want to return home."
"An ancient smiling man of wondrously
gentle countenance, having a long white
board, and all robed m whit* with a white
Only that the girdle ef the aged pro
fessor was of black silk, suck a vision »f
Shinto he »eemed when ke visited me at
He had mat me at the college and he
said: "I know there has been a congratu
lation at your house, and that I did not
call was not becanse I am old or because
your house is far, but only because I have
been long ill. But you will soon see m«."
So one luminous afternoon ho came,
bringing gifts of felicitation, gifts of an
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FANCY BTLK WAISTS, navy red, light
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ALL-WOOL CLOTH JACKETS, an Jm-
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Reduced from 97.50, 910 aud 915.
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busy week, so don't fail to look at our bar-
tique high courtesy, simple in themselves
yet worthy of a prince; a little plum tree,
every branch and spray one snowy dazzle
of blossoms; a curious and pretty bamboo
vessel full of wine, and two scrolls bearing
bea«tiful poems — texts precious in them
selves as the work of a rare caligrapher
and poet; otherwise precious to me, be
cause written by his own hand. Every
thing which he said to me I do not fully
know. I remember words of affectionate
encouragement about my duties — some
wise, keen advice — a strange story of his
youth. But all was like a pleasant dream ;
for his mere presence was a caress, and the
fragrance of his flower-gift seemed as a
b»athing from the T akumo-no-hara.
And as a Kami should com* and go, bo
he smiled and went leaving all things hal
lowed. The little plum tree has lost its
flowers; another winter must pass before
it blooms again. But eomething very
sweet seems to haunt the vacant guest
room. Perhaps only the memory of that
divine old man; perhaps a spirit ancestral,
some Lady of the Past, who followed his
steps all viewlessly to' our threshold that
day, and lingers with me awhile just be
cause he loved me/ Lafcadio Hearn.
"What class are you in at school, Fred
"Well, next year I'll be in the one ahead
of the lowe»t."
"Mamma says that if papa keeps on
making money so fast," said Bessie,
"pretty soon we shall be milliners!"— Ha
rper's Young People.
Bert (aged)— l know why God mad 9
grandmothers, do you?
Alfred— No. 'Cause why?
Bert— Just so as to have nice big laps
for little boys to sit on.
"If those green cherries on that tree out
there grow much larger," announced
Frank, after a survey of the garden,
"they'll turn out to be plums."
"I know why birds build nesti," cried
"Why?" asked mamma.
" 'Cause they can't build houses," was
Father (to kis seven-year-old daughter
beside him in the dogcart, cutting the air
sharply with hia whip) — See, D»lly, how I
make the horse go faster without striking
him at all.
Dolly (in an eager tone of happy discov
ery) — Papa, why don't you punish us chil
dren that way ? — Babyland.
Robert (aged 6) — Mamma, if I was a
judge I wouldn't have murderers hung so
that they can go straight to Jesua.
Mamma (shocked )— Why, my son, don't
you know they cannot go to heaven unless
Robert — Oh, it isn't a bit of trouble for
them to do that. But I would make them
hare some trouble— l'd make them go to
PEOPLE'S BANK TEOUBLES.
General Sheehan Proposes to Prosecute
the Depositors' Committee.
John F. Sheehan, manager of tbe Peo
ple's Home Savings Bank, is highly in
censed at the action of the Williams-Mc-
Carthy committee of depositors in openly
charging him with fraud in regard to a bill
of carpets and furniture amounting to
$153, and Mr. Sheehan says that he intends
to prosecute the party or parties making
the statement both criminally and civilly.
"The statements of these parties about
borrowing these carpets is in keeping with
a number of other statements which they
have been making during the past year, '
said Mr. Bheehan, "but this is the nrst
direct charge of fraud which has been
"The Pacific Coast Sayings Society pur
chased all the furniture and fixtures of
the People's Bank at auction, and we
wished to retain enough furniture to fur
nish two rooms in the Mills building.
The Savings Society people refused to bid
unless for all. inasmuch as the furniture
was mahogany and they would have diffi
culty in matching it.
"They, however, offered the use of desks
chairs and fixtures which were in their old
building on Montgomery street, which
offer was accepted, and the People's Bank
has had free use of that furniture for nine
months. We had no carpets, however, and
were compelled to buy them and linoleum
for the front office, for which this bank
paid by check, amounting to |153. As
some of the depositors and directors, as
well as myself, have tired of these persecu
tions we intend to prosecute the party who
made the charges and, if possible, put a
stop to these scandalous reports."
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"Son* Without Words" Mendelssohn
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GIGANTIC DRESS SALE!
ALL»WOOL, TAN COVERT CLOTH
DRESSES, big sleeves, full wida skirts,
godet cut. This week f0r....... 85
Reduced from 818.50. '
FINE, ALL WOOL SERGE DRESSES,
blacks and navies, big sleeves, wide full j
skirts, godet styles, all sizes. For this
week .................. 86.25 and 87.50
Reduced from 813.50 and 815.00.
SERGE JACKET BOX SUITS, all wool, fine
serje, : skirts " rery full, podet cut, ' big •
sleeves. For this week. .87. 50 and 812.50
k Reduced from 815.00 and 822.50.
BOX-JACKET SUITS, in mixed Scotch
cheviots, grays, browns,' tans, etc., fine,
all-wool cloths. For this week.. 7. 50 and 89
Reduced from 815.00 and 818.00. -
DUCK SUITS, blazer styles, full wide godet
skirts, big sleeves, lots of patterns to se-
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Reduced from 32.25 and 82.75.
DUCK SUITS, box-jacket styles, four but-
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ducks, hundreds of patterns and solid
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Reduced from 84. and 86.00.
Special attention . given to all country
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Satisfaction guaranteed. ' * t .-!'■"'
New and Old
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Boys' and Girls' High,
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HAMMOCKS TO SLEEP IN.
Why spend lots of money buying beds
for the summer cottage, or why sleep un
comfortably on the wretched beds sup
plitd? Try a hammock! It is delight
fully comfortable, takes up little room at
night, need take up none in the day and
costs very little. Besides, there are sure
to be more friends than can have beda in
the summer, but if it's hammocks, the
little cottage can boast a hospitality as
elastic as the occasion requires. One small
room that won't hold a bed will swing
three hammocks, all the heads going on
one hook, the other ends being bestowed
as the room permits. Any hammock will
go, but tDe best one is the regular sailor
laddie's canvas hammock. Two widths of
single sailcloth make a luxurious bed
hammock. They are made without stretch
ers and the ends are firmly lashed with
small cord run through cord^finished holes,
a heavy ring beine set in at the end. The
hooks must be put up with screws, for
naiia are not safe.
To make up the hammock for sleeping —
first, a comforter, then another, and a
little blanket won't hurt. These should
all be wider than the hammock is and
their weight should stretch the hammock
out quite flat. Now the sheet, then the
pillow to help hold the hammock flat,
next the top sheet and a pair of blankets,
and, if you want to be very swell, a
spread. Whether you have the spread or
not, an extra comforter should go over the
foot. All .this sounds like a lot of clothes,
but most folks are used to sleeping on top
of a mattress that is impervious to cold,
while the little cottage or camping-out
house is often more chilly in summer than
warm, else why gg. away for the summer?
There is ad art in getting one's self
snugly into a hammock, and that must be
learned. You swing yourself between the
sheets, the canvas promptly caves down
delightfully, putting you into a cozy
pocket. Now you must roll to one side
and tnck the overhanging clothes under,
then roll the other way and tuck the other
side under yoxi. Now, up witn your feet
and down with thorn again, with the
clothes well under them, and there you
are as snug as a pair of bugs under a rug.
The extra comforter pulls up in the night
if needed, and may hang loose. Alter you
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gigantic Tape sals !
ALL-WOOL CLOTH CAPES, trimmed. We
have laid out a lot of *ood styles for you
to select from this week for • •
51. 50, 82. 00, 82.50
Reduced from 85.00, 87.00 and 88. 00.
FINE DREBSY CAPES, well trimmed,
blacks and all colors, fine all-wool cloths,
ouly tha latest styles, for this week
83.30. 85.00, 87.50
Redaced from 89.00, 812. 50 and 818.00.
VELVET CAPES, all silk lined, fancy rib-
bon and chiffon ruches on neck, finished
with violets, tor this week ,
85.00, &6.00, 88.00
Reduced from 815.00, 818.00 and 520.00
SILK CAPES, trimmed with laces, ribbons or
jets, all silk lined, very dressy and rich
capes, for this week.. 87. 50, 89.00, *11.00
Reduced from 818.00, 830.00 a»d 825.00
ELEGANT IMPORTED DRESS CAPES, in
blacks and all colors, beautifully trimmed,
all silk lined amd tht very latest styles, for
thia week ¥9.50, VI .'.>O, 815. 00
Reduced from 820. 00, $25. 00 and 827.50
PARIS MODEL CAPES, a late Impfcrtation
of specially elegant Capes, elaborately
trimmed and lined, for this week
.816.50, SIR. OO, 823. 00
Reduced from 837.50, 840.00 and 850.00
Special Big Jteductiona for thia week
on .Duck Dreaaaa, Capta and Jaeketa.
lietnrmber all yew Styles. Ao old gooda.
have learned these hammock tricks you
will never be willing to sleep in a big, un
comfortable bed again, and nothing will
seem ) more f delicious than the , sway that
comes in the nighttime when you turn
over. By day the clothes can be hung on
a nail behind" the door, and the hammock
may awing with both ends from one hook.
Try it. , , ', * f,
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QUEEIES FOR LATTER-DAY PHI
Why is it that the average man is always
wanting to make love to a girl right in
front of an open window, or within plain
view of somebody, and is too stupid to
know that that's the reason she won't let
Why is it that just when the roan you
like best is settling down to make a nice,
long call the only girl you are a bit afraid
of is sure to drop in?
Why is it that the average admirer is al
ways making declarations over the lunch
table when the very things you like best
are being served, and you have to refrain
from taking anything for fear of being un
sympathetic and discouraging?
"How is it that when you really haven't a
bit of change for your carfare you never
meet the friend who says "Oh! let me"?
What's the reason you always get an in
vitation to some lovely affair the very day
after you made a mistake and cut your
bane too short and look like a fright?
How is it that if you dare w'ush your
hair he is sure to come that same afternoon
to take you for a drive, and you with it all
down your back, soaking wet, and obliged
to send word you are out or sick in bed?
Why is it that when you have refused a
partner and so are obliged to sit out the
dance, the only man you care to dance
with comes and asks you?
Why is it that when you really want
your slipper to come off by accident you
feel just exactly as if you had a holn in "the
toe of your stocking and don't dare?
What's the reason that just after you
posted a letter to him discarding him' for
not writing, you get just the dearest letter
in the world, all full of lovely reasons, and
then before you can get another to him,
he gets yours and writes casting you off?
>v hat's the reason that you can never
save up $5 without having some hateful
bill come in that takes every cent?