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The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, February 24, 1907, Image 5

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Ie San Francisco Sunday Call.
THINGS ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEM
This photograph of Market street
Depicts a streetcar's vacant seat
The company tohiCh owps the linr
Spends gold for your welfare and.min
Inside you sit or in tht air;
No seal, nojpay; they spurn your fare.
Such % arcams! Hold up this page and youj
StmJVill seethe real facts shining through.
Within this handsome frame you'll find
Our mighty Mayor's face outlined
For us he'd give his life and name —
But hold your pockets just the same.
A. pompadour and beard you see,
Though neither one in truth has he. \u25a0
Jutt hold this page up to the light )
And what -you sec will put you right.
- T/i« is the lid of our old town.
The Police Chief declares it a down
'/I'm silling on ithe lid' I 'say* he,
"Of course it can't be off .you see.,
\u25a0Me and * The Kid' would give the run
To thug arid gambler^ dope and gun. .
My record is an open book~z,
But just hold up the page and look-
Poor Dusly Rhodes extends his palms^:
And asks of you a simple alms' .
"All yesterday and all last n ighj ;
I haven t had a single bite
I'm so near starved I'm 'bout to die.
Good Lord! : Kir.il sir; don (pass meby" .
Hold to the light before your nose
.And tee jus f where your quartcrlgoes.
The teacher turns to close the door,
And lo,the pupils shout and roat
. She whirls and asl^s in angry (ones, ,
"What did you do, young -Johnnit Jones?"
Nawlhin*;' bays ht with truthful grace.
"Jest put my hand up to my face "
Hold up this page when you have read l y
You'll see he did just what he said?-
Poor patient Father goes each day \ j ft^
ToworJ^fot us dctOsS the bay -, • nx 'V
j The \ Wrinkles gather on h U brow, Vwr^X.
.For Father's youth is passing now j~+S&J\
-Yet gladly to his Pork hell go /^-'^
.Because dear -Father loves us so^^^^yT^
You wonder why he does not(ihirk?J.
Hold vp * this page^arid seePaswarH^
"'::T: ...*'.. : *.. ;: / - ;
-We hear . the moaning'of the sick
The Trusts have fell T R 's Big Stic^.
* }Vet tears are streaming put of oil, \u0084
The I eel rust i loo* begins to boil. -.
V Will .: V
'VOuJ 'Legislature makes the lath
: At great of wind and jaW. \u25a0
'<\u25a0', The people's will' is theirs, they say.
}And/we must not yell "Thief T 'when they
v'D/p in the State's purse without shame—
not our good their highest aim? y^
\u25a0MjMifc They have no fnolice but the Bear — **
*J Hold to the light and sec whats there!
Why is i' when men Want your vote
" They^voice a -' promissory note
r To -give • you ih'qt.for which you throb
'When' they are landed, m the job— '
iTo mal^e your " interests their taw—
At very'stg^tofyou to thau)?
'I/And why K
VII
They yelp beneath the legal touch
'A nd swear they never asked for/much.
Hold to fix light, your, eyes will fall
\On that one thing they asked at all.

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