"It makes a difference," the tourist insists.
"Not to me."
NOB HILL
The pacific Union Club on Nob Hill also coexists. Almost anyone can apply for membership as soon as he becomes enormously wealthy. Here the news is received that Mr. Raymond Lee Walls Jr., an associate of a Chicago firm, flies out to Mr. O. Manuel Cepeda, whose winter address is Puerto Rico.
As often happens, even in the best of baseball games, a lull has developed. The Giants appear to be firmly in control of the transaction. The Cubs appear to be ineffectual in achieving their terms. There have been very few base hits (only six, in slow trading). There has been no tension, no dispute, no conference at the pitcher's hill. Truly, it has been a dull game. Dull, dull. One relaxes.
By direct wire, further information is received: Mr. Ernest Banks, of Dallas and Chicago, pops out to Mr. Edward Francis Bressoud, who is preparing for a pedagogical career at the University of California at Los Angeles. During the summer months he represents a San Francisco house, calling at Los Angeles, St. Louis, Chicago, Milwaukee, Pittsburgh, Cincinnati and Philadelphia.
Dull, dull, dull, the mind relaxes, drifts. Stock in the Giants was at $100 a share in New York, at $175 after their removal to San Francisco, and would sell today for $800-$900, if anybody cared to sell.
Mr. R. Brown Thomson of Chicago, who hit a home run eight years ago, and in his last time at bat, is struck out by Mr. Michael Francis McCormick. In an earlier negotiation, Mr. McCormick received a bonus payment reported at $65,000.
At Seals Stadium rich and poor rise for the seventh-inning stretch.
POWELL STREET