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THE M CALL F. W. KELLOGG, President and Publisher JOHN D. SPRECKELS, Vice President and Treasurer The Call Will Be a Clean, Alert, Accurate Evening Newspaper Its Aim Will Be the Advancement of San Francisco and the State The San Francisco Call appears today for the first time as an evening newspaper. Its object, as shown in its columns today, and as will be demonstrated and proved six days a week, is to be a clean, wholesome, bright, accurate newspaper for the family. Newspapers are, in a broad sense, the mentors of the American people. The people are in contact with their fellow men chiefly through the medium of the newspaper; it is tbe newspaper that reports speedily, spiritedly the progress of the world, the progress of the nation, the progress of the state and the city, and progress of one's fellow citizens. Without the daily newspaper, the city dweller is more remote from the world than is he who lives in the wilderness, yet who keeps in touch with events through the public prints. The newspaper is a Public Utility. It is as a Public Utility that The Call will appeal to the public of San Francisco and California. Our aim will be to present the news of the world to the people of San Francisco and of California; to present this news as clean news, wholesome news, important news, expeditiously assembled, skillfully edited and attractively published. Furthermore, The Call will place before its readers daily arti cles of wide appeal, prepared by the best writers of America. Believing in the future of San Francisco and California, The Call will do its utmost to advance the city and state toward that - future and to work for the highest progress of the state and the i best development of the citizenship of the state. With a notable history of 57 years as a morning newspaper, The Call goes from the morning into the afternoon field, carrying with it all the good that it has known throughout its life of more than half a century. With bigger resources and the highest moral and intellectual ideals, The Call now enters upon a new era in its development. And beyond all else, it will be a newspaper, a paper that prints the news; a paper for the family, clean, wholesome, alert, accurate. "He Would Come in for Lunch, Stay Ten Minutes, and Be Gone." That Is the Story of Many a Man Whose Life Ends Too Soon. More Time for Eating Means More Time on Earth. A distinguished citizen and eminent lawyer of a great American city was lying dangerously ill and his conditidn was a matter of serious concern and profound regret on the part of his fellow citizens. Those who knew him in various capacities spoke of him with respect, each according to his acquaintance. Seated about a table in a great hotel in the city in which the ailing man lived were a group of his friends discussing his life. A waiter joined in the conversation as he was serving the diners. "Too bad," said the waiter, "that he is sick. A fine man. I saw him often. He would come here for his lunch, stay ten minutes, and be off again. He is a worker." j A worker indeed! But in that story of the waiter is perhaps an explanation of the illness of a useful citizen and, certainly, the explanation of many premature endings of important careers. The natural working life of a man who takes care of himself •hould be eighty years, at least. Gladstone, Bismarck, Moltke. Palmerston, Pope Leo, Titian the great painter—these and many others were at the height of their pov/ers at four score—good workers up to the very end, and men of long life. Others of greatest value co the earth have disappeared before their work was fairly begun. And those that knew them might have said as the waiter said of the great Chicago lawyer, "Ten minutes at lunch, and gone." Rosebery, in his book on Napoleon, "The Last Days," tells of Napoleon's contempt for the man who stayed long at his meals. Napoleon thought that fifteen or twenty minutes was long enough to sit at table. Inexorable Nature informed him that half of the ordinary lifetime was "long enough" for a man who refused to give proper attention to his digestion. If Napoleon had not ruined his stomach, he wouldn't have been overcome with sleepiness in battle because of a bad liver. He wouldn't have suffered later the tortures that killed him at St. c Helena, AND HE WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN BEATEN AT WATERLOO. £ The old Jewish wise men said, "The blood is the life." And | the blood is INDEED the life. The brain is no better than the * blood that feeds it. The blood with its stream of life, its fighting i leucocytes, its red corpuscles that absorb electric power, is to the I human machine what electricity is to the electric machine. Lower the quality and the supply of blood and you will ruin the human I machine. The blood depends upon digestion, on slow, regular, careful eating. The man who in his vigor, like the late E. H. Harriman or the I great Napoleon, despises Nature's rules and abuses the laboratory jj where his blood is made, will pay dearly in the end. Eat slowly. If you have only ten minutes for your luncheon, * eat oniy a? much as can be EATEN SLOWLY IN TEN MIN- I UTES. Wait and eat the rest when you have time to eat. Do not eat when you are tired, when you are excited, when the blood is in the brain instead of being in the stomach, where it should be, to digest the food. Do not eat when you are worried, when your mind is on other things. . * . » r ■ Better go hungry through the day, with a glass of milk, or an apple, than "eat luncheon in ten minutes and be off again." It is time for the man who would not dream of treating an electric machine or a gas engine with contempt to learn that he, too, in the language of the Bible, is "fearfully and wonderfully S made," that he is a machine, an engine like any other, entitled to decent treatment and care, • j —- ■ mm A i "f Ai l nr f )■■■ THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL Alameda county is getting vaccinated with the profitable virus of Geary street railway-citis. ' 1 A manicurist has demanded $300 of a man who, she claims, stole a kiss from her. And she would have "held hands" with him for four bits. The power which Miss Anglin will show in "Electra" at the Greek theater Saturday night is there, but it can't be measured in kilowatts. [passable handwriting i + 4 Mark Twain's story of Horace Gree ley's handwriting has a parallel in this, from a railway conductor in Mis souri to the president of the road. The conductor wrote: "A farmer has been riding on this pass for about a year. Do you want, him to continue to use it?" The president put on his glasses, looked the paper over carefully, and said:. "Why, this is not a pass. It is a -receipt I gave the fellow for a load of wood about a year ago." LABOR DAY TAKING THE FINGER PRINTS Evening Calls ONE ON GRANPA A little boy of four years of age, on noticing for the flrst time a lock of gray half on his father's head, asked: "Papa, why are some of your -hairs gray?" Thinking to dri"s home a moral les son, the father answered: "Papa haa a new gray hair every time his little boy Is naughty." The child seemed lost in thought, but. after a pause, said gravely: "Than grandpa must have had aw ful naifghty boys," President Wilson ought to advise his daughters' to stick to the old reliable steed —the trusty Wilson bicycle. The Mexican delegate to the opening of the Carnegie Peace palace at The Hague was unavoidably detained at home. The motorists at last could only get into the Yosernite valley through a Lane. SORRY SHE SPOKE The Minister's Wife (to industrial scholar) —Eliza Jane, I'm sorry to hear from your schoolmistress you are not diligent at your needlework. Tou know who It is finds work for idle hands to do?" Elisa Jnne (Intensely anxious to propitiate.)—Tes'm; please, m, you do." » # M Shopper—Do you keep unground coffee beans here? Assistant—No, ma'am; upstairs, iThis Is tho ground floor. , HAD A KICK COMING Farmer Crab's brook la noted for the number and site of Its eeta. Fishing therein is "strictly prohlb- Ited," which in itself Is attraction enough for the small boy. The other evening an urchin -wtm leaving the neighborhood rather hur riedly, when a youthful friend In quired: "Caught anything, Bob?" '"Yes," replied Bob. -Bel?" "No; toe." His friend understood and wisely i decided to turn back with Bob. SEPTEMBER 1, 1913 Mysteries of Science and Nature With the Aid of Photography and the Ultra-Violet Mi croscrope Man s Power of Vision Is Begin ning to Rival That of the .. Insects : GARRETT P. SERVISS MAN is beginning to add to his senses. If he has not discovered new ones, he has extended the range of some of those which he already pos sesses. When this process has been continued for a few hundred, or a few thousand, years, the human race may find that it has got upon a new level, from which it can penetrate much farther and much deeper in the wondcrs*of the universe. Man Is Beginning to See With the Eyes of Insects Among other things, man is beginning, under the guidance of science, to see, in a roundabout way, with the eyes of insects. To understand this, let us first consider how we sec with our natural power of vision. Our range of sight is strictly confined within the limits of waves of light, varying in length from about one 39,000 th to about one 57,000 th of an inch. The longest of these waves produces in our brains the impression of red, and the shortest impression of violet. The other principal colors (orange, yellow, green, blue and indigo) are produced by intermediate wave lengths, each color having its own char acteristic waves. If an object reflects light of only one of these colors it as sumes the'hue of that color; if it reflects them all equally, it ap pears white, because a combina tion of the primary colors pro duces the impression of white. But there are, in reality, enormous numbers of light waves which are longer than the longest that affect our sense of vision, and also enormous num bers that are shorter than the shortest that we can see. In either case these waves, which lie beyond one end or the other of what is called the "visible spectrum" of light, are, except for scientific devices, totally in sensible to us. Now, it has been found that certain insects, particularly ants, can perceive light waves that are shorter than one 57,000 th of an inch, which is the lower limit for human eyes. The Ant Can Perceive a Color Outside the Violet In other words, the ant can "see" a color that lies outside the violet. If the ant has a name for this "ultraviolet" color we are not likely to find it out. More than that, the ant (if it possesses microscopic powers) may be able to see objects that are so minute that a "forty billion power" microscope would be unable to reveal them to us, [f I Were a Man, a Young Man ELLA WHEELER WILCOX (Copyright. 1913. by Star Company.) IF I were a man, a young man. and knew what I know today, I would look in the eyes of Life undaunted By any Fate that might threaten me. J* , f I would give to the world what the world most wanted—* 3 Manhood that knows it can do and be; Courage that da.es, and faith that can see "1 Clear into the depths of the human soul, j And find God there, and the ultimate goal. * If I were a man, a young man, and knew what I know today. If I were a man, a young man, and knew what I know today, I would think of myself as the masterful creature M '? Of all the Masterful plan; The Formless Cause, with form and feature; The Power that heeds not limit or ban; Man, wonderful man. I would do good deeds, and forget them straightway; I would weave my woes into ropes and climb Up to the heights of the helper's gateway; And Life should serve me, and Time, And I would sail out, and out, and End .. The treasures that lie in ihe deep sea, Mind. .' I would dream, and think, and act; ... I would work, and love, and pray, . • Till each dream and vision grew into a fact, ft I were a man, a young man, and knew what I know today. .If I were a man, a young man, and knew what I know today, ; I would guard my passions as Kings guard treasures, •'. And keep them high and clean. (For the will of a man, with his passions, measures; • It is strong as they are keen.) I would think of each woman as some one*s mother; I would think of each man as my own blood brother. And speed him along his way.. / 1 And the glory of life in this wonderful hour .. < \ S Should fill me and thrill me with Conscious power. If I were a man, a young man, and knew what I know today. 4 because they are smaller than the smallest light wave that lies within our range. An object as small as that would be unable to reflect perfectly a wave of vio let light, and consequently no amount of direct magnification would be able to bring it clearly within the limits of sight for us. Photography Makes the Infinitely Minute World Ours But right here the magic pow er of photography comes to our aid and enables us to penetrate into this world of the infinitely minute, which the insects may be supposed to have regarded as their exclusive and inviolable do main! Photography is able to do this because the sensitive plate or film is affected by those same ultraviolet waves that the ant perceives. Suppose, then, that an object ia so small that it can not re flect the violet waves, but can reflect the smaller ultraviolet ones. It is only necessary to make a photograph of it, where upon the ultraviolet waves that it reflects will produce a chem ical change in the surface of the photographic plate or film and impress an image there, which image may be magnified at will. This is the principle of the "ultraviolet microscope." There is another way in which man has recently extended his range of vision indirectly deep into the secrets of the infinitely minute. It has been done by the aid of what is called the "ultramicroscope." This de pends for its action upon the fact that a minute object pro duces a scattering of the rays of light that fall upon it. It sur rounds itself with a kind of aureole, as may be noticed when a beam of sunlight enters a dusty room, causing millions of previously invisible floating par ticles to glow like infinitesimal stars. Rays of Light Will Re veal Objects Too Small to Be Seen Suppose that an object of this kind, too small to be seen by direct microscope examination, yet large enough to reflect the light waves that lie within our range, is placed under powerful lenses, in a beam of light so ar ranged that it does not pour di rectly into the eye of the ob server. It will scatter about it self enough light not only to be tray its presence but even in some cases to reveal its shape. But doubtlesM we have only just begun to rind out the power of the mind by its inventions to extend the range of our senses.