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University  of  California  •  Berkeley 


Regional  Oral  History  Office 
The  Bancroft  Library 


University  of  California 
Berkeley,  California 


Jessie  Harris  Stevart 
MEMORIES  OF  GIRLHOOD  AND  THE  UNIVERSITY 


An  Interview  Conducted  by 
Suzanne  Riess 


Copy  No. 


IT)   1978  by  The  Regents  of  the  University  of  California 


Jessie  Harris  Stewart 

Photographed  at  home  in  The  Sequoias , 
For tola  Valley.   The  painting  behind 
Mrs.  Stewart  is  of  "Sunshine  Hill," 
the  Stewart  home  in  Saratoga,  Calif. 


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TABLE  OF  CONTENTS 
Jessie  H.  Stewart 


INTRODUCTION  i 

I  CABLE  CARS  AND  CHILDHOOD  [interview  1:  Jan.  10,  1978]  1 

James  T.  Harris  in  California  1 

The  Harris  Girls,  High  School  Days  U 

Jessie  Growing  Up  in  San  Francisco  6 

Superintendent  Harris  and  the  Earthquake  9 

The  Oddfellows  10 

The  Days  After  the  Fire  11 
Cars  and  Cable  Cars 
Strikes  and  Other  Stoppage 

The  Chinese  and  Japanese  in  San  Francisco  18 

Jewish  Friends  19 
More  Growing  Up  Memories 

Cable  Car  Etiquette  23 
The  Panama  Pacific  International  Exposition,  YWCA  Building  2U 

Summer  Vacations  26 

Transplanted  Calif ornians  27 

II  THE  UNIVERSITY  OF  CALIFORNIA  [interview  2:  Jan.  2U,  1978]   30 

The  Gymnasium  Course  30 

Phoebe  Apperson  Hearst  32 

Pledging  Delta  Delta  Delta  33 

Moving  Over  to  Berkeley  36 

Bacteriology  Studies  37 

A  Friendship  with  President  Wheeler  38 

Presidents  Wheeler  and  Barrows  UO 

University  YWCA  Ul 

Campus  Offices,  and  Torch  and  Shield  ^3 

The  Campanile  Cornerstone  Ceremony  U5 

Women  Leaders  and  Classmates  U6 

Life  in  The  Sequoias:  Retirement  U8 

THE  FAMILY  OF  JESSIE  W.  HARRIS  AND  CHARLES  W.  STEWART  52 

APPENDICES 

A.  James  W.  Harris,  The  Cable  Car  Reaches  Maturity,  from 
Edgar  M.  Kahn,  Cable  Car  Days  in  San  Francisco  53 

B.  Jessie  Harris  Stewart  Interview,  from  The  Prytaneans, 
an  Oral  History  of  The  Prytanean  Society*  Its  Members 

and  Their  University  1901-1920  6U 


INDEX 


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INTRODUCTION 


These  oral  history  conversations  with  Jessie  Harris  Stewart, 
conducted  for  the  Regional  Oral  History  Office  of  The  Bancroft 
Library  in  January  1978,  are  a  dip  deep  into  a  well  of  memories 
of  growing-up  years  in  California. 

Jessie  Stewart's  father,  James  T.  Harris,  coming  to  San 
Francisco  via  New  England  from  pioneer  Canadian  stock,  found  work 
in  the  carpentry  shop  of  the  California  Street  Cable  Car  Company 
in  the  l880s  and  was  soon  elevated  to  supervisory  and  then  mana 
gerial  positions  in  the  company.  His  own  story,  reprinted  herein, 
is  a  look  back  at  a  fulfilling  career.  The  first  half  of  his 
daughter's  interview  enriches  the  chronicle  of  her  father's  life 
and  times  with  her  memories  of  childhood  along  the  California 
Street  line,  her  schools,  her  friends,  vacations,  mother  and 
sister,  and  the  exhilarating  and  tragic  days  of  the  earthquake 
and  fire  of  1906. 

The  second  half  of  the  interviews  is  concerned  with  the  spring 
time  of  the  University  of  California  at  Berkeley  under  President 
Benjamin  Ide  Wheeler,  champion  of  the  students.  In  the  years  from 
1910  to  19ll*  the  University  was  at  a  high  point  of  campus  development: 
as  the  Hearst-Benard  building  plan  was  carried  out,  new  faculty  and 
a  remarkable  generation  of  students  of  the  second  decade  of  the 
1900s  came  together  to  build  the  fine  reputation  of  the  institution. 
In  the  interview  Jessie  Stewart  recalls  Wheeler  and  her  associations 
with  him,  as  well  as  the  warm  feelings  of  the  women  students  toward 
Phoebe  Apperson  Hearst. 

Jessie  Harris  Stewart's  faithfulness  to  campus  ideals  and  to 
the  responsibilities  that  became  hers  as  an  officer  of  the  students 
are  in  the  best  tradition  of  committment  and  involvement  of  women 
students,  articulated  further  in  the  Prytanean  Oral  History  Project 
interview  with  Mrs.  Stewart,  also  appended  herein. 

To  have  been  asked  to  enrich  the  store  of  University  of  Cali 
fornia  oral  history  by  dipping  into  Mrs.  Stewart's  memories  as  we 
have  here  is  to  make  the  interviewer  and  the  reader  wish  to  have 
had  an  entire  life's  history.  Those  who  know  Jessie  Harris  Stewart 


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know  that  while  she  lived  years  away  in  other  communities  with  her 
husband  and  her  children  she  maintained  the  dedication  to  YWCA 
work  that  is  mentioned  in  these  interviews  and  that  her  sunny  Cali 
fornia  upbringing  and  able  and  generous  nature  remained  undimmed. 
She  returned  to  the  West  with  her  husband  Charles  in  the  late  19^0s 
to  build  "Sunshine  Hill"  in  Saratoga,  and  her  present  home  in  The 
Sequoias,  Portola  Valley,  is,  by  her  presence  there,  another  sunshine 
hill 

Suzanne  B.  Riess 
Interviewer /Editor 


July  1978 

Regional  Oral  History  Office 
486,  The  Bancroft  Library 
University  of  California 
Berkeley,  California 


1  CABLE  CARS  AND  CHILDHOOD 
[Interview  1:  January  10,  1978] 

James  T.  Harris  in  California 


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Your  father's  entire  family  came  out  to  California  following 

him? 

Not  all;  one  sister  of  his  remained  in  Nova  Scotia,  but  the 
rest  of  them,  his  father  and  mother  and  five  children,  I  think 
it  was ,  followed  him  out . 

They  settled  in  San  Francisco? 

All  of  them  settled  in  San  Francisco  around  my  father. 

What  did  his  father's  father  do? 

His  father  was  a  ship  builder  in  Nova  Scotia  and  was  read  out 
of  the  church  one  time  for  having  launched  a  ship  on  Sunday. 
[Laughter]  The  tide  was  right  and  Grandfather  just  launched 
the  ship! 

This  was  the  Presbyterian? 

The  Nova  Scotia  Presbyterian.  He  was  born  in  Pictou,  Nova 
Scotia.  But  he  came  to  this  country  when  he  was  sixteen  and 
moved  to  Fall  River. 

Now  you're  talking  about  your  father? 

Yes,  my  father.  My  grandfather  and  grandmother  settled  in  San 
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No,  no.  He  was  retired,  he  was  an  older  man  by  the  time  he  came 
here.  He  wasn't  a  young  man.  I  don't  remember  him  much  because 
he  was  gone  before  I  was  born. 

When  were  you  born? 

In  1892. 

Any  brothers  and  sisters? 

I  had  a  sister,  Martha,  who  was  nine  years  older  than  I  was. 
She's  gone  now.   She  and  I  married  brothers.  She  married  my 
husband's  brother  John.  Charlie  and  I  were  in  college  together 
and  then  we  married  oh,  quite  a  number  of  years  later.  It  was 
[August  17]  1916  when  we  were  married. 

When  your  father  first  came  out  here,  did  he  start  working  for 
the  cable  cars? 

He  was  a  carpenter  when  he  went  to  Fall  River,  and  when  he  came 
out  here  to  San  Francisco  he  went  to  work  for  the  California 
Cable  Car  Company  as  a  carpenter  in  the  carpentry  shop,  and  he 
was  working  there  quite  a  number  of  years,  I  don't  know  how  many 
years ,  when  the  superintendent  of  the  company  was  fired — he  was 
an  irascible  old  gentleman  [chuckles] — and  he  said  to  the  board 
of  directors,  "I'll  give  you  one  piece  of  advice,  I'll  tell  you 
who  to  put  in  my  place,  and  that's  Jim  Harris  down  in  the 
carpentry  shop,"  and  Dad  was  elevated  from  carpenter  to  super 
intendent  of  the  company. 

That's  good!  They  took  his  advice. 
They  did  and  they  never  regretted  it. 
Who  was  the  man  who  was  fired? 

His  name  was  Seal.  He  came  down  here  and  settled  in  Palo  Alto 
and  there's  a  Seal  Avenue  named  after  him.  We  used  to  visit  him. 
They  had  a  place  in  Mayfield  and  he  was  quite  a  wealthy  old 
gentleman.  But  he  was  very  crotchety  and  the  board  of  directors 
got  a  little  tired  of  it.  The  board  of  directors  was  composed 
of  people  like  the  Colemans  and  a  lot  of  those  old  family 
people  in  San  Francisco. 

Did  your  father  talk  about  California  as  "the  land  of 
opportunity"? 


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He  was  so  crazy  about  California,  and  especially  the  San 
Francisco  area.  He  used  to  not  like  Los  Angeles  very  much. 
I  remember  one  time  he  came  down  on  the  train  to  come  to  our 
house  [In  Glendale]  for  Christmas  and  somebody  was  talking  about 
how  wonderful  Los  Angeles  was  and  he  said,  "You  don't  know  what 
you've  been  through  until  you've  been  living  in  San  Francisco." 
He  spoke  up  when  somebody  was  talking,  and  not  to  him  at  all, 
but  he  interrupted  the  conversation  to  put  in  a  word  for  San 
Francisco.   [Laughter]  Yes,  he  was  a  loyal  man. 

What  part  of  the  city  did  you  start  out  in? 

I  don' t  remember  where  they  first  lived  because  it  was  before 
I  was  born.  But  when  I  came  into  the  picture  we  were  living 
in  a  flat  on  California  Street,  down  near  Fillmore,  down  the 
hill  from  the  place  where  we  moved.  Eventually  we  moved  up 
toward  Webster  Street  on  the  same  block  and  they  bought  a  house 
there.  I  remember  hearing  about  the  time  when  he  was  appointed 
to  be  the  superintendent.  Mother  and  Martha,  my  sister,  were 
at  dinner  and  he  came  into  dinner  late.  It  was  the  first  of 
April  and  he  said,  "Well,  I'm  late  but  I  just  got  to  be 
appointed  superintendent  of  the  railroad,"  and  they  all  yelled, 
"April  fool!"  He  had  a  terrible  time  convincing  them  that  he 
was  telling  the  truth. 

What  kind  of  education  did  he  have? 

He  had  very  little.  Just  up  until  he  left,  oh,  I  think  about 
the  seventh  or  eighth  grade  or  something  in  school.  He  never 
had  any  more  education  at  all. 

Was  he  a  reading  man? 

Oh,  a  very  great  reader.  One  of  his  favorite  magazines  was 
National  Geographic.  He  used  to  read  an  awful  lot  of  good 
books  and  magazines.  I  know  one  time  we  started  to  give  him 
Life  magazine  and  he  said,  "I  don't  want  any  picture  thing.  I 
want  something  to  read." 

What  was  your  mother's  background? 

Mother  was  born  in  San  Francisco.  Mother  and  Father  were  distant 
cousins.  They  were  quite  a  long  distance  apart.  But  when  father 
came  to  California  he  hunted  up  the  Murdock  family,  which  is 
Mother's  family,  and  he  met  Mother  then.  Her  father  and  mother 
had  come  around  the  Horn  in  a  sailing  vessel  in  '49.  They 
settled  in  San  Francisco. 

First  of  all,  Grandfather  Murdock  had  something  to  do  with 


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the  sulphur  mines  up  around  Virginia  City  and  up  around  there. 
But  then  he  came  back  and  they  settled  in  San  Francisco,  back 
of  the  Emporium.  Mother  had  us  know  that  that  was  Rincon  Hill 
and  that  was  a  very  exclusive  neighborhood.  But  Father  always 
says  Mother  was  born  "south  of  the  slot."  [Chuckles]  Market 
Street  was  a  slotted  cable  too  at  that  time  and  he  always  tells 
about  how  she  was  born  "south  of  the  slot." 


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You  were  brought  up  in  a  house  where  a  college  education  was 
expected? 

Oh,  expected  for  me,  for  us.  My  sister  had  a  spinal  curvature 
when  she  was  younger  and  they  took  her  out  of  public  school  for 
a  year  to  have  her  lay  in  bed  and  take  care  of  that  spine,  and 
then  she  went  to  private  school.  She  didn't  go  to  college  at 
all, but  she  graduated  from  Irving  Institute,  which  was  a  private 
school  in  San  Francisco. 

Did  that  later  become  some  other  school? 

No,  I  think  it  went  out.  There  were  people  named  Church  who 
owned  it  but  I  think  it  went  out  of  existence  later  on. 

Did  she  take  care  of  that  spinal  curvature? 

Yes,  she  was  all  right.  Oh,  there  were  some  treatments  along 
with  it  I'm  sure,  but  anyway  it  kept  her  out  of  school  for  a 
year  and  her  class  had  gotten  ahead  of  her.  We  had  both  gone 
to  Pacific  Heights  School  in  San  Francisco  and  so  when  she  was 
ready  for  high  school,  they  put  her  in  the  Institute. 

Where  did  you  go? 
I  went  to  Lowell. 

The  famous  Lowell.  Your  classmates  at  Lowell  are  probably  as 
familiar  to  you  as  your  classmates  from  Cal. 

Oh,  many  of  them,  we  still  keep  in  touch  with  each  other. 

I  remember  later  walking  across  the  Berkeley  campus  with 
President  Wheeler  and  he  said  to  me,  "Jessie,  where  did  you 
graduate  from  high  school?"  and  I  said,  "Lowell."  He  said, 


Jessie  Harris 


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"Oh,  those  Lowell  kids, 
no  doubt  about  it." 


They  make  their  name  in  college, 


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Well,  it  was  a  school  that  was  preparing  you  for  college. 
There  was  no  sloid  or  extracurricular  things.  It  was  just 
plain  Latin  and  French  and  German  and  mathematics  and  things 
that  were  really  imperative  for  your  recommendation  in 
college. 

That  means  that  children  in  the  city  who  were  not  intending 
to  go  to  college — 

— wouldn't  go  there  because  they  wouldn't  get  the  shop  things 
and  all  that  sort  of  stuff  that  they  would  need,  because  it 
was  nothing  but  really  straight  curriculum  for  people  going 
to  college. 

What  languages  did  you  take? 

I  took  German. 

Did  you  have  to  have  Latin  and  Greek? 

I  had  two  years  of  Latin  before  you  could  start  a  language. 
That  was  their  prerequisite. 

It's  interesting.  I  noticed  in  the  Prytanean  histories  that 
many  people  took  or  knew  German.*  It  seemed  like  German  was 
a  more  popular  language,  as  French  later  became. 

I  had  another  reason  for  doing  it,  but  that  was  neither  here 
nor  there. 

But  when  I  was  a  senior  in  high  school — at  the  end  of  our 
junior  year  we  had  elections  for  officers  for  the  senior  year 
and  I  was  voted  the  vice-president  of  the  student  body,  and 
Sherman  Burns,  who  is  Detective  Burns'  son,  was  elected 
president,  and  he  never  camp  back.  Here  I  was. 

I  went  to  Mr.  Morton,  our  principal,  and  I  said,  "Well, 
I  just  can't  go  on." 


*The  Prytaneans.  An  Oral  History  of  the  Prytanean  Society, 
Its  Members  and  their  University.  1901-1920,  Berkeley,  1970. 


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He  said,  "You're  going  on.  You  were  elected  to  take  the  place 
of  the  president  when  the  president  is  not  there."  For  a  year 
I  was  president  of  the  student  body,  which  meant  giving  out 
block  letters  and  all  that  sort  of  stuff.   [Chuckles]  So  I 
really  had  kind  of  a  weird  time  of  it. 

That  certainly  stood  you  in  good  stead  when  you  got  to 
Berkeley. 

You  used  a  word  back  there  that  I  don't  know.  You  said 
"sloid."  What  does  that  mean? 

That  means  working  with  tools. 
How  is  it  spelled? 

S-1-o-i-d,  I  think  it  is.   I  don't  know  if  it's  a  very  common 
word  but  it  was  common  among  us  who  knew  kids  who  were  going  to 
school  where  they  were  learning  to  be  carpenters  and  plumbers 
and  all  those  things.  Other  high  schools  in  San  Francisco 
were  giving  training  courses  for  people  who  wanted  to  get  into 
business  from  high  school. 


So  what  did  your  parents  expect  from  you? 
or  academic  career? 


A  teaching  career 


No.  I  took  only  a  two-year  course  at  first  and  took  physical 
ed.  Then  the  family  decided  that  1  should  go  on  for  more. 
They  were  interested  in  what  1  was  doing  so  1  majored  as  a 
bacteriologist.  After  I  got  out  of  college  I  worked  at  the 
YWCA  for  six  months  before  I  was  married  but  I  didn't  do  very 
much  work. 

Do  you  mean  you  just  told  me  your  entire  working  career? 

That's  about  it.   1  never  did  work  anymore  but  around  the 
house.   [Chuckles] 


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Let's  back  up  a  bit  before  we  get  to  the  college  days.  I'd 
like  you  to  describe  the  look  of  the  city  in  pre-earthquake 
times.  Do  you  recall  Nob  Hill  with  the  great  mansions? 


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them  because  I  was  only  twelve  or  eleven  I  guess  when  the 
earthquake  came  along,  1892  to  1906,  whatever  that  Is. 

That  was  always  known  as  Nob  Hill? 

Oh  yes,  It  was  always  known  as  Nob  Hill  and  had  these  beautiful 
great  big  houses  on  it  where  the  Pacific  Union  Club  Is  and 
things  like  that.  They  were  beautiful  houses  and  there  weren't 
so  many.  The  Fairmont  was  not  there.  The  big  hotels  came 
along  later.  They  came  along  when  I  was  in  high  school  because 
1  remember  going  to  dances  at  the  Fairmont  Hotel. 

The  cable  car  line  ran  right  out  past  the  Nob  Hill  houses,  I 
gather. 

Sure.  It  ran  right  from  Market  Street,  straight  up  the  hill, 
past  the  mansions,  and  up  to  Presidio  Avenue. 

Edgar  Kahn's  description  of  Sunday  outings  on  the  cable  cars 
really  interested  me.*  Did  you  do  this? 

No,  we  didn't  do  much  joy  riding  because — we  rode  on  a  pass. 
We  always  had  passes  for  the  family  but  we  didn't  do  much  more 
than  just  go  where  we  had  to  go.  We  didn't  take  joy  rides  on 
the  cable  because — well,  what  I  did  do  was  to  oftentimes  go 
out  with  my  Dad  to  Presidio  Avenue  to  the  end  of  the  line  and 
thentake  a  steam  train  that  ran  out  to  the  Cliff  House  and  that 
was  more  fun!   1  used  to  love  doing  that.  Dad  and  I  would  do 
that  often  on  Sunday  afternoon  or  something.  We'd  watch  the 
seals  on  the  cliff  there,  you  know. 

And  then  have  something  to  eat? 


Oh,  have  a  waffle! 
stuff. 


We  used  to  do  a  lot  of  that  Sunday  afternoon 


You  were  his  travelling  companion? 

We  were  very,  very  close.  Through  the  years  we  were  very 
close.  My  sister  was  closer  to  my  mother  than  1  was.  Mother 
wasn't  awfully  well  and  she  died  when  I  was  in  the  East. 


*Edgar  M.  Kahn,  Cable  Car  Days  in  San  Francisco,  Stanford 
University  Press,  1944. 


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Did  she  have  your  sister  when  she  was  quite  young? 

Yes,  she  was  quite  young  and  then  nine  years  later  I  came 
along  as  an  afterthought.   [Chuckles] 

I  am  seven  years  older  than  my  sister,  and  I  think  It's  a 
very  big  span  of  time. 

It's  a  big  span  and  for  awhile  It  doesn't  make  for  very 
pleasant  surroundings.  Martha  and  I  fought  terribly  when  we 
were  younger  because  Mother  would  say,  "Take  Jessie  with  you 
when  you  go  out  to  play"  and  she  hated  that!   I  was  a  messy 
little  brat!  But  as  we  grew  older  we  grew  very  close  together. 

I  remember  an  old  Irishman  named  Gulliver.  When  we  were 
going  somewhere  on  the  streetcar  he  leaned  over  and  he  said 
to  my  mother,  "This  child  has  eyes  like  the  statues  In  the 
Roman  Catholic  Church,"  and  that  was  his  Idea  of  a  real 
compliment.  Mother  happened  to  be  taking  me  to  the  doctor 
at  the  time,  to  Dr.  A.  P.  O'Brien,  and  Mother  told  him  that 
and  he  said,  "That's  a  darned  unlikely  compliment!"  [Laughs] 
He  was  a  Catholic  too  and  he  said,  "I  don't  think  that's 
much." 

And  Grandpa  Murdock  always  used  to  say,  "Jessie  has 
eyes  like  two  holes  burnt  In  a  blanket." 

Were  you  a  tomboy? 

Yes,  and  my  sister  wasn't.  She  was  a  fussy  lady.  People 
would  say  in  grammar  school,  "You  can't  be  Martha  Harris's 
sister!"  because  she  was  such  a  lady  and  such  a  good  student 
and  I  was  awful.  I  used  to  get  "very  poor"  in  deportment. 
[Laughter]  Father  used  to  get  kind  of  a  kick  out  of  it,  but 
Mother  didn't  like  it  very  much. 

Did  you  participate  in  sports? 

Oh  yes,  yes,  and  I  rode  my  bicycle  an  awful  lot  in  those  days 
and  skated  a  lot.   I  always  had  to  stay  off  the  line  of  the 
road  when  I  did  that  though  because  the  men  would  go  in  and 
report  to  Dad  that  somebody  had  seen  me  come  down  the  hill 
with  my  hands  off  the  handlebars  on  the  bicycle.  They  would 
come  in  and  so  I  always  stayed  away  from  the  road  as  much 
as  possible. 


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Yes.  All  those  California  Street  streetcar  men  knew  us  and 
knew  us  well. 

My,  they  were  so  wonderful  to  us.  When  ay  sister  was 
married  they  put  together  and  got  her  a  wonderful  wedding 
present,  and  when  Charlie  and  I  were  married,  they  gave  us 
a  dining  room  set. 

That  is  very  generous. 


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Oh,  they  were  just  like  a  family  in  those  days.  Those  men 
would  keep  their  bankbooks  in  Dad's  desk  and  they  would  go 
in  and  give  him  a  certain  amount  and  he  would  go  down  and 
deposit  it  to  their  account  in  different  places,  and  when 
anybody  died  in  the  family,  Dad  would  always  go  with  them 
and  pick  out  the  coffin  and  all  those  things,  and  they  were 
just  like  a  part  of  the  family. 

They  trusted  him  utterly? 

Oh,  utterly.  He  was  just,  to  them,  their  grandfather.  I 
always  remember  him  telling  one  time  that  he  knew  Halstead's 
very  well,  which  was  the  undertaker  in  San  Francisco,  and 
he  went  with  one  man  down  there  to  pick  out  a  coffin  when 
his  wife  died,  and  Halstead  said,  "Name  the  price,"  and  Dad 
said,  "You  ought  to  be  ashamed  of  yourself  to  ask  that  man 
this  much  money." 

He  looked  at  him  and  he  took  a  chisel  that  he  had  in 
his  hand  and  he  scratched  it  and  he  said,  "Okay,  this  is 
damaged."  And  he  gave  it  to  him  for  less  money,  of  course. 
Dad  was  always  out  to  get  what  he  could  for  the  men. 

1  guess  that's  what  happens  when  you  kind  of  work  up  from  the 
bottom. 

Oh  yes,  and  nobody  objected  to  his  having  stepped  up,  which 
I  thought  was  very  good.  1  used  to  hear  Dad  say,  "Well,  he 
really  deserved  it  more  than  I  did,"  or  something  like  that, 
but  nobody  minded.  They  all  rallied  around  and  were  so  good 
with  him. 

He  was  very  much  involved  in  the  crisis  after  the  earthquake 


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Oh,  I  remember  the  whole  thing  because  they  pulled  the  cars 
out  onto  the  tracks  and  ran  them  as  far  as  they  could  that 
morning  when  the  earthquake  came  along  to  get  them  as  far 
away  from  the  fire.  They  couldn't  climb  the  hills  to  go  up 
so  they  went  as  far  as  Van  Ness  Avenue  and  the  fire  came  to 
Van  Ness  Avenue  and  they  were  burned  on  the  tracks.  But 
they  felt  that  ±f_  the  fire  didn't  come  far,  and  it  didn't 
look  as  if  it  would  at  first,  why  then  those  cars  would  be 
saved.  Well,  they  didn't  even  think  the  fire  was  coining  as 
far  as  Hyde  Street  when  it  first  started. 

When  you  think  of  1906  do  you  recall  the  smell  of  fire  and 
so  on? 

Oh  surely.  1  can  even  see  the  pieces  of  the  paper  [burning 
shreds  of  ash]  when  they  would  bomb  a  place.  They  bombed  a 
lot  of  places,  dynamited  them  to  try  and  start  backfires,  and 
we  would  get  big  cinders  out  our  way. 

We  were  not  burned.  We  were  about  four  blocks  from  the 
fire  when  the  fire  came.  Father  took  Mother  in  and  had  her 
pick  out  what  she  wanted  to  save  and  we  were  out  with  some 
friends  on  Spruce  Street  out  around  the  Lake  Street  area  and 
we  stayed  there. 

I  remember  one  day  Dad  came  out  with  a  horse  and  buggy 
that  they  had  and  somebody  drove  him  out  and  I  ran  out  to  the 
car  to  meet  him  out  there  on  Spruce  Street  and  he  handed  me 
this  satchel  and  I  dropped  it  to  the  ground.  It  was  full  of 
money.  He  had  gone  into  the  office  when  the  fire  was  imminent 
there  and  opened  all  the  safes  and  scooped  all  the  money  into 
this  satchel  and  it  was  twenty-dollar  bills.  The  fire  was 
on  Monday  and  they'd  had  Saturday  and  Sunday  with  no  banking 
and  so  they  had  all  this  cash.  When  we  came  back  to  our  house, 
Father  got  Mother  to  get  a  lot  of  fruit  jars  and  they  put  the 
money  in  fruit  jars  up  among  the  jams  and  jellies.   [Laughter] 
Then  the  men  would  come  to  the  house  to  get  their  pay. 


The  Oddfellows 


Of  course,  then  Dad  had  all  this  money  that  was  sent  from  the 
Oddfellows  all  over  the  United  States  for  Oddfellows  in  San 


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Francisco  and  he  would  have  these  checks  that  would  come  In. 
1  know  once  or  twice  Dad  signed  them  the  night  before  and  put 
then  under  their  mattress  until  the  next  day  when  they  could 
go  down  and  put  It  In  the  bank  because  the  banks  had  moved  out 
to  Flllmore  Street  and  places  like  that. 

This  was  a  generous  gesture  from  the  Oddfellows  during  the 
fire? 

Oh,  all  over  the  country. 

Before  we  began,  you  started  to  tell  me  about  your  father's 
connection  with  the  Oddfellows. 

He  was  grand  treasurer  of  the  Grand  Lodge  of  Oddfellows  of 
the  whole  United  States. 

That  was  an  affiliation  he  had  started  back  in  Massachusetts? 

No,  I  don't  think  so.  He  wasn't  even  twenty-one  when  he  cane 
to  California,  and  I  think  he  joined  the  Oddfellows  when  he 
came  out  here. 

What  was  their  function?  What  purpose  did  they  have? 

I  don't  know  terribly  much  about  it,  but  it's  a  beneficial; 
they  get  benefits  if  they're  sick  or  anything;  they  pay  them 
money  and  then  they  get  benefits  out.  It's  a  fraternal  order 
like  the  Elks  or  the  Masons  only  it's  a  lower  grade  because 
it's  more  working  men  that  belong  to  it. 

1  wondered  if  they  had  their  own  charities  that  they 
supported? 

Oh  sure,  I  think  they  do.  I  don't  know  much  about  It  but  I 
know  that  Dad  was  always  interested  in  it  and  became  on  the 
board  of  directors  of  the  Oddfellow  Home  down  in  Saratoga. 
There  was  a  place  down  there  where  they  had  their  old  peoples' 
homeand  he  used  to  go  down  there  for  the  board  of  directors 
meetings. 


The  Days  After  the  Fire 


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We  didn't  leave  the  city  at  all.  Most  everybody  that  could 
got  out  of  the  city  and  I  know  we  had  cousins  who  had  a  launch 
and  they  packed  all  of  the  family  in  the  launch  and  took  then 
to  Benicia,  to  my  aunt  out  there  in  Benicia.   I  had  an  aunt  and 
uncle  that  lived  up  there  and  they  went  up  there  and  stayed. 
She  had  a  great  big  house  and  they  took  care  of  them  all. 

But  Mother  wouldn't  go  because  she  felt  Dad  needed  the 
care  at  that  time  because  he  was  working  awfully  hard.  He 
went  back  to  work  then  right  away  to  rebuild  the  carbarn  and 
to  do  all  the  rest  of  it.  So  we  stayed  right  there  and  1  was 
always  glad  1  did.  1  had  so  many  friends  who  went  away  and 
missed  it  all. 

We  cooked  on  the  streets,  you  know.  The  chimneys  were 
all  down  and  we  had  to  cook  out.  Dad  made  kind  of  a  wooden 
frame  and  we  had  a  little  stove  out  there  burning  coal  and 
cooked  on  the  street  and  everything. 

You  could  do  your  marketing  out  in  the  other  districts? 

Well,  we  had  to  go  stand  in  the  bread  line  for  quite  a  long 
while.  Martha  and  I  used  to  go  up  and  get  bread  because  there 
were  no  bakeries,  only  just  theones  that  could  supply  the 
bread  lines.  We  went  and  stood  in  the  bread  lines  along  with 
other  people  and  got  them. 

Everyone  was  there. 

Oh,  everybody  was  in  the  bread  lines,  and  I  remember  the  bread 
line  at  one  time  was  in  Lafayette  Square — which  was  a  square 
in  San  Francisco,  it  still  is  there — we  went  up  there  and 
people  were  camping  up  there. 

I  guess  that  experience  was  a  chance  for  a  lot  of  social  work. 


Oh,  yes.  Martha  did  a  lot  of  things, 
to  do  a  lot  of  things. 


Martha  was  old  enough 


I  was  just  a  kid.  We  had  a  neighbor,  a  man  named 
Richmond  who  had  a  candy  store  down  on  Fillmore  Street,  and 
you  know  that  when  people  can't  get  liquor  they  go  for  candy. 
He  came  to  Mother  one  day  and  he  said,  "Can  I  have  Jessie? 
Can  1  take  her  down  there  and  let  her  wait  on  customers?" 

Mother  said,  "Why,  she  isn't  worth  that." 

He  said,  "Yes,  she  is,  and  I'd  like  to  pay  her." 


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Mother  said,  "No,  you  won't  pay  her,  but  she  can  go  and  help 
you  if  there's  any  way  she  can  help,"  and  I  went  down  there 
and  worked  and  had  the  best  time.  I  learned  to  fix  chocolates, 
dip  chocolates. 

Oh,  you  were  doing  that  part  of  it? 

When  there  wasn't  anybody  on  the  floor  I  would  help  out  there 
and  I  had  the  best  time.  Oh,  he  used  to  make  me  take  home 
boxes  of  chocolates,  because  I  couldn't  take  any  pay,  and  I 
had  a  fine  time.  All  my  friends  were  gone,  you  see,  so  I  was 
alone  and  I  had  a  good  time  down  there  in  the  candy  store. 

Where  was  this  store? 

Down  on  Fillmore  between  Pine  and  California. 


Sounds  like  a  fine  place, 
chocolates . 


Not  everybody  knows  how  to  dip 


Well,  I  didn't  know  at  first  but  I  had  a  good  time.   [Laughter] 

That's  a  marvelous  story.  I'm  glad  you  triumphed  over  your 
mother  in  some  of  these  things. 

Well,  Mother  wanted  me  to  be  a  lady.  She  thought  there  was 
reason  why  a  lady  should  go  out  with  hat  and  gloves  on  [laughter] 
and  I  was  off  sailing  around  on  a  bicycle. 

When  you  were  talking  about  "the  road"  I  was  interested  that 
you  always  would  refer  to  it  as  the  road  rather  than  the 
street.  But  anything  that  didn't  have  cable  car  tracks  would 
be  a  street  for  you? 

No,  the  one  that  I  would  call  the  road  was  the  one  that  had 
the  California  Street  cable,  but  there  were  other  cable  lines 
too.  There  was  a  Jackson  and  Washington  line  that  was  a 
cable  car,  and  other  ones,  but  to  my  way  of  expressing  it  the 
road  meant  California  Street. 


Cars  and  Cable  Cars 


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And  there  were  no  automobiles  on  it.  When  you  talked  about 
being  out  on  the  road  with  your  bike  or  your  skates,  I  first 
thought,  "how  hazardous"  but  it  probably  wasn't  because — 


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No,  it  wasn't  bad.  There  were  some  horses  and  rigs,  horses 
and  buggies.  My  father  had  a  horse  and  buggy  at  his  disposal 
and  he  went  around  all  the  time  getting  things  ready,  buying 
cable  and  all  that  stuff,  had  to  go  to  Union  Iron  Works  to 
get  the  cable  for  the  cable  car. 

Do  you  mean  on  a  normal  day  or  do  you  mean  at  the  time — ? 

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Oh,  at  the  time  of  the  earthquake. 

Later  on  they  got  automobiles,  but  not  right  away.  I 
remember  the  first  automobile.  We  lived  next  door  in  San 
Francisco  to  the  mayor  of  San  Francisco  whose  name  was  Edward 
Robeson  Taylor.  That  was  a  long  time  ago.  They  were  one  of 
the  first  to  get  an  automobile  and  it  was  a  Stanley  Steamer 
and  it  was  red.  You  got  in  the  front  seat  and  then  you  got 
in  the  back  seat;  the  middle  of  the  back  seat  opened  and  you 
got  in  and  then  you  shut  the  door  and  sat  on  that! 

Trapped! 

[Laughs]  Oh  dear!  Mrs.  Taylor  was  a  niece  of  Leland  Stanford, 
Jr.  She  was  quite  active  and  Martha  knew  the  daughter  very 
well.  Ellen  Taylor  was  a  friend  of  my  sister's  and  she  used 
to  go  to  all  of  the  Big  Games  with  her  and  all  that  sort  of 
stuff. 

Did  they  drive  their  own  car? 

Harry  learned,  and  drove  his  own  car,  and  the  women  all  wore 
veils  on  their  hats  to  keep  them  on  and  all  that  sort  of 
stuff.  I  did  go  several  times  but  I  was  pretty  little  and 
I  was  pretty  much  of  a  nuisance  around  so  I  didn't  go  with 
them  very  much. 

Did  women  ever  drive  their  own  cars  back  in  those  days? 
No,  I  don't  think  so. 

There  was  always  that  combination  of  somebody  having  to  turn 
the  crank  in  front  and  somebody  had 


Sure,  and  all  that  stuff.  That's  pretty  hard  for  a  woman  to 
do. 

In  Kahn's  book  he  talks  about  the  gentility  and  the  courteous- 
ness  of  the  cable  car  operators. 


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Oh,  they  were  wonderful.  They  were  really  wonderful.  I 
can  remember  Dad  telling,  about  Old  Man  Coleman  who  said  to 
the  operator,  "Stop  at  Van  Ness  Avenue"  and  he  stopped  at  the 
side  of  Van  Ness  near  Larkin.  Coleman  said,  "I  want  to  go  to 
the  other  side,"  and  they  started  the  car  and  took  him  over 
to  the  other  side!  Of  course,  Van  Ness  was  pretty  broad. 
But  they  stopped  and  let  him  out.   [Laughter] 

How  about  the  tradition  of  bell  ringing  and  all  of  the  gaiety 
that  persists  now  in  cable  car  riding?  Did  that  start  then? 

They  didn't  do  very  much  of  that.  They  rang  it  when  they 
needed  to  get  somebody  off  the  track  or  something  of  that 
sort,  but  they  didn't  go  in  for  that  stuff  that  they  do 
down  on  the  Powell  Street  line  now. 

Kahn  also  refers  to  "cable  car  Adonises,"  like  it  was  a 
profession  that  a  handsome  young  man — 

Oh,  they  were  handsome  and  they  dressed  beautifully.  You 
see  them  nowadays  with  jeans  on;  but  that  group  of  men  had 
an  inspection  before  they  went  on  duty  in  the  morning  to  see 
that  their  suits  were  clean  and  pressed  and  everything  was 
right  on  them  before  they  went  to  work. 

That  was  part  of  your  father's  job? 

Well,  yes.  He  used  to  have  somebody  that  did  that  for  him, 
because  it  was  five  o'clock  in  the  morning! 


Strikes  and  Other  Stoppages 


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I  remember  one  time  there  was  a  strike  on  the  road. 
The  men  struck  for  pay  or  something.  They  had  joined  the 
union  and  the  union  operated  it.  There  was  a  certain  thing 
in  the  franchise  that  said  that  a  car  had  to  run  over  the 
road  every  day  or  the  franchise  would  be  broken,  and  so  my 
father  took  the  car  out  and  ran  it  and  the  men  stood  by 
the  side  of  the  road  looking  daggers  at  him,  but  they  didn't 
do  anything.  They  let  him  go  by.  He  ran  it  over  the  whole 
line  of  the  road.  He  went  from  Van  Ness  to  Market,  from 
Presidio  to  Market,  and  then  from  Hyde  over  to  the  Bay. 

So  there  was  always  the  threat  of  the  franchise  being 
broken? 


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Well,  it  was  a  franchise  given  by  the  city,  and  if  a  car  did 
not  run  over  that  road  once  a  day  they  could  break  it. 

In  other  words,  the  city  would  like  to  get  the  railroads  back 
themselves? 

Sure. 

Your  father  through  his  strategies  in  dealing  with  the  city 
averted  their  taking  over  the  cable  cars,  according  to  Kahn. 

Sure,  although  later  on  it  became  one  company.  But  at  the 
time  Dad  was  there  until  a  long  while  afterwards,  it  still 
remained  a  separate  company.   It  was  not  a  member  of  the 
Municipal  Railroad. 

What  was  the  reason  for  keeping  it  out? 

It  was  a  very  well-paying  thing  and  the  board  of  directors 
didn't  want  to  give  it  up.   (They  didn't  come  to  the  meetings 
any  more.  Dad  would  vote  five  or  six  proxies  from  those  men 
who  wouldn't  even  go  to  the  meetings.)  They  wanted  to  keep 
that  money  that  they  had  in  it;  they  invested  quite  a  little 
bit  and  they  were  getting  a  lot  out  of  it.   I  think  that  was 
the  reason.  I  don't  know  but  I'm  pretty  sure. 

It  sounds  like  they  were  offered  a  hefty  sum  to  sell  the 
railroad . 

I  know  when  Dad  died  he  still  had  stock  in  the  railroad,  of 
course.  Our  broker  said,  "Sell  that  stock.  It's  on  its  way 
out."  So  we  sold  it.  We  felt  like  heretics  doing  it. 

Did  it  turn  out  to  be  a  wise  thing  to  do? 

It  was,  because  very  shortly  after  that  the  United  Railroads 
took  it  over  and  it  wasn't  a  good  paying  thing  at  all. 

I  remember  our  dining  room  was  on  the  back  of  our  house. 
There  was  a  living  room  and  a  back  parlor— a  front  parlor  and 
a  back  parlor — before  we  got  to  the  dining  room.  We'd  be 
sitting  at  a  meal  and  Dad  would  say,  "Hush,"  and  we  would 
stop,  and  the  cable  had  stopped.  He  could  hear  it  way  back 
there.  There  would  be  a  silence  that  was  noticeable  to  him. 
Not  to  us. 

He  would  dash  for  the  phone  right  away  and  find  out  what 
was  the  matter.  It  was  maybe  something  that  was  only  temporary, 


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Stewart:      or  something  with  a  strand  like  they're  having  up  there 

now.  My,  those  strands!  A  cable  would  snap  in  spots  but 
not  altogether  and  it  would  snap  and  go  way  back  and  they 
had  to  go  way  back  under  to  get  to  the  place  where  it  had 
happened. 

Riess:       They  don't  just  furl  it  all  in,  they  have  to  crawl — 

Stewart:      Sometimes  they  had  to  crawl  along  places  in  the  slot  to  get 
it  out. 

Riess:       He  didn't  do  any  of  that? 
Stewart:      Oh,  no.  Oh,  no. 

Riess:       But  he  knew  all  about  the  construction  because  he  had  been  in 
on  the  construction. 

Stewart:      Oh  yes,  he  knew  every  bit  of  it,  all  those  great  big  "shivs," 
as  he  called  them,  those  big  wheels  and  all  that,  stuff.  He 
knew  all  about  it.  He  used  to  take  us  down  once  in  awhile  and 
show  us  through  just  for  the  fun  of  walking  through  the  place. 
There  were  walks  where  you  could  walk  between  the  machinery. 

Riess:       Did  it  seem  like  a  dangerous  place? 

Stewart:      Oh,  it  seemed  awful  to  me  but  it  didn't  to  him.   [Laughter] 

I  remember  once  or  twice  going  down  with  Dad  in  the  middle 
of  the  night  when  they  brought  the  cable  from  the  Union  Iron 
Works  and  brought  it  with  teams  of,  oh,  thirty  or  forty  horses, 
to  bring  the  cable  up  before  they  just  put  it  in.   It  would  be 
done  in  the  middle  of  the  night  because  then  there  would  be  no 
traffic  around  to  bother. 

Riess:       That's  quite  a  vision — thirty  or  forty  horses! 
Stewart:      Oh,  I  don't  know,  there  were  an  awful  lot  of  horses. 
Riess:       Where  was  the  Union  Iron  Works? 

Stewart:      It  was  down  in  South  San  Francisco.   I.  think  it's  still  around 
somewhere  down  there. 

Riess:       Were  there  any  dreadful  accidents  that  you  recall  from  the 
cable  cars? 

Stewart:      Once  or  twice  they'd  let  loose  on  the  hill  going  down  from  the 
Fairmont  down  there,  but  nothing  very  bad.  I  don't  know.   I 


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Stewart:      don't  remember  that. 

I  do  remember  that  Dad  Invented  a  "sand-box"  which  went  under 
the  grip  and  would  be  used  to  let  out  sand  on  a  rainy  day.  A 
lot  of  people  wanted  him  to  patent  it — Mother  was  so  mad  that  he 
didn't — but  then  someone  somewhere  else  saw  and  copied  it  and 
did  patent  it. 


The  Chinese  and  Japanese  in  San  Francisco 


Riess:       What  were  your  contacts  with  the  Chinese  in  San  Francisco? 

Stewart:      We  had  a  Chinaman  that  used  to  come  to  our  house.  We  had  a 

dining  room  set  that  had  woven  reed  seats,  and  this  man  used 
to  come  around  with  a  long  pole  over  his  shoulder  and  chairs 
hanging  down  and  he  would  come  to  the  door  and  say,  "Chair 
fixee,  chair  fixee?"  And  Mother  would  let  him  take  a  couple 
of  them  to  have  fixed  so  that  they  would  all  be  in  good  shape 
all  the  time. 

Riess:       Golly,  now  that's  a  service  that  you  wouldn't  find  these  days. 
Stewart:      Oh,  no.  No,  not  at  all.   [Chuckles] 
Riess:       Was  Chinatown  a  place  you  set  foot  in? 

Stewart:      Oh,  yes.   I  used  to  go  down  to  Chinatown  a  lot.  We  used  to  go 

down  there  and  buy  firecrackers.  Dad  used  to  take  me  down  there 
and  we  would  get  them  and  then  come  home  and  undo  them  so  they 
would  all  be  separated  and  Dad  would  throw  a  couple  out  of  the 
window  to  see  whether  they  worked  or  not.   [Laughter] 

Riess:       For  what  sort  of  events? 
Stewart:      For  the  Fourth  of  July. 
Riess:       Oh,  the  Fourth  of  July. 

Stewart:      I've  always  loved  Chinatown  and  I've  always  loved  Chinese 
people.   I  think  they're  awfully  nice  people,  and  Japanese 
people  too. 

When  I  went  to  high  school  there  were  five  or  six  Japanese 
in  our  class  and  they  went  on  to  college  and  they  were  just 
awfully  nice.   I  remember  Mother  telling  me  one  day  that — she 
had  a  Japanese  man  who  cleaned  for  her.  He  came  a  couple  of 


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Stewart:  times  a  week  to  clean — and  he  was  in  my  room  and  he  said,  "That's 
your  daughter  up  there?"  It  was  a  strip  picture  of  the  Tri  Delts 
or  something. 

Mother  said,  "Yes,"  and  he  said,  "My  son  knows  her.  He 
likes  her  very  well.  She  no  baby  doll."   [Laughter] 

I  didn't  think  that  was  very  complimentary  at  all! 
Riess:       That's  interesting.  What  do  you  think  he  meant? 

Stewart:      Well,  he  meant  that  I  was  sensible  enough  to  talk  to  them  and 

things  like  that,  not  put  my  nose  in  the  air.   I  think  that  that 
was  what  he  meant.   I  hope  that's  what  he  meant — "she  no  baby 
doll." 

Riess:       A  baby  doll  would  be  like  some  superior  creature. 

Stewart:      Blushing  over  the  boys  and  such. 

Riess:       What  other  kinds  of  contact  would  you  have  with  the  Chinese? 

Stewart:      Nothing  very  much  in  our  class.  In  high  school  we  knew  them 

very  well,  the  Japanese,  but  not  the  Chinese  so  much.  I  don't 
think  there  were  many  Chinese  enrolled.  The  Japanese  went  to 
college.  The  Japanese  were  ambitious  to  want  to  go  on  the 
college. 

Riess:       They've  always  had  that  reputation. 

Stewart:      Yes.  They're  really  a  race  of  people  that  want  to  get  along 
in  the  world. 

Riess:       Other  ethnic  groups — there  were  a  number  of  Russians  that  came 
to  San  Francisco  around  1916,  1917,  after  the  revolution. 

Stewart:      Yes,  I  know,  because  I  had  some  friends,  Gordon  and  Betsy 
Wagonette,  who  used  to  teach  down  there  at  night  and  the 
Russian  people  would  come  and  lean  to  speak  English  and 
grammar. 


Jewish  Friends 


Riess: 


Then  there  was  a  Jewish  population.  What  was  your  memory  of 
that? 


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Stewart:      I  knew  a  lot  of  Jewish  people  very  well.  They  went  to  Pacific 

Heights  School  and  then  on  to  Lowell,  a  lot  of  them.  But  I  had 
two  different  families  that  were  very  great  friends.  The  [Isaac] 
Wormser  family.  He  was  Sussman  and  Wormser,  S&W.  They  were  Jewish 
people  and  they  were  just  wonderful  people.  They  lived  just 
around  the  corner  from  us  on  Webster  Street  just  beyond  California. 
They  were  the  ones  that  turned  Unitarian.  Mr.  Wormser,  I  don't 
think  he  ever  did.  But  Mrs.  Wormser  did.  She  was  a  very  fine 
artist.   She  drew  portraits  of  the  children  and  things  like  that. 
Elsie  and  Dorothy  and  Paul  were  the  children. 

Riess:        Oh,  Dorothy  Wormser  was  an  architect  and  worked  with  Julia 
Morgan . 

Stewart:      Sure.  Elsie  was  the  older  girl.  Elsie  and  Dorie.  We  used  to 
call  her  Dorie.  The  Jacobs  lived  next  door  to  them.  They  were 
Jewish  too  and  they  were  just  awfully  nice  people. 

I  had  another  friend,  Hilda  Brandenstein.  They  were  the 
MJB  coffee  people.  They  had  a  Catholic  maid  and  the  family 
didn't  like  fish  at  all  but  they  always  had  fish  on  Friday  on 
account  of  Mary.   [Laughter]  Mrs.  Brandenstein  was  one  of  the 
finest  women.  I  can  always  remember  her  going  out  the  door  with 
a  coup  of  soup  or  something  for  somebody  who  was  sick  somewhere. 
She  was  just  a  very  kind  woman. 

Riess:       Did  your  mother  know  them,  or  was  it  more  your  generation? 

Stewart:      It  was  more  my  generation.  Mother  was  a  little  bit  stodgy. 

She  was  a  little  bit  stuffy  when  it  came  to — well,  she  didn't 
mind  my  doing  it  at  all  or  anything  of  that  sort  but  she  didn't 
make  many  friends  outside  of  her  own  group  of  friends.  But  our 
group  went  to  school  together  and  got  acquainted  there,  and  I 
used  to  love  to  go  to  their  houses . 

Riess:       Well,  I  know  that  you're  an  adventurous  character  anyway. 

Stewart:      [Laughs]  I  make  myself  sound  terrible.  But  I  really  enjoyed 
the  Wormser  children.  They  were  very,  very  great  friends  of 
mine  during  the  early  years  of  our  lives.  I  don't  know  where 
they  went  to  high  school.  I  guess  that  they  went  to  Girls' 
High  School. 

Riess:       Why  wouldn't  you  have  gone  to  Girls'  High  School? 

Stewart:  Because  Girls'  High  met  in  the  afternoon.  It  was  after  the 
earthquake.  At  the  time  of  the  earthquake  I  graduated  from 
grammar  school  and  Lowell  High  met  in  the  morning.  Girls' 


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Stewart:      High  met  in  Lowell  High  School  in  the  afternoon  and  I  didn't  want 
to  go  in  the  afternoon.   I  wanted  to  go  in  the  morning  and  get  it 
done  with.  So  that's  how  I  had  to  go  to  Lowell  in  the  first  place. 
But  then,  of  course,  I  got  interested  and  stayed  on  there.  Girls' 
High  was  pretty  badly  damaged  by  the  earthquake  and  they  couldn't 
meet  there  so  they  met  [at  Lowell]  in  the  afternoon.  We  went  to 
school  at  8:00  and  we  got  out  I  think  at  12:30  and  they  came  on 
right  after  that  and  stayed  until  4:30  or  something  like  that. 
It  was  a  long  day  there  but  they  got  their  schoolwork  in  all 
right. 


More  Growing-up  Memories 


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How  soon  after  the  earthquake  did  school  resume  normally? 

Oh,  for  about  a  year  and  a  half  or  so  I  think  there  were  two 
sessions  in  the  school.   I  don't  know  for  sure  about  that,  but 
I  think  it  was  about  a  year  and  a  half. 

When  you  said  that  your  father  told  your  mother  to  gather  up 
her  favorite  possessions  as  they  were  leaving  the  house,  what 
sort  of  things  did  she  take? 

They  had  gotten  pictures  of  Martha  and  myself,  large  pictures 
on  easels,  and  Mother  took  both  of  those  pictures,  and  it  took 
up  so  much  room!  Father  took  the  dishes,  our  best  set,  and  put 
then  all  in  a  tin  box  and  took  them  out  into  the  back  yard  and 
dug  a  hole  and  buried  them..  Then  to  be  careful  that  it  wasn't 
known  he  stamped  all  over  it  and  broke  most  of  the  dishes. 
[Laughter]  He  had  to  get  Mother  a  whole  new  set  of  dishes. 
But  she  brought  out,  oh,  I  don't  know  what.   I  always  remember 
those  two  pictures  coming  out  there.  Martha  and  I  were  at  the 
Kellys'  house  on  Spruce  Street  at  the  time  and  we  jusf  nearly 
died  when  those  things  arrived  because  we  thought,  oh,  it  would 
be  the  last  of  those  things. 

I  hope  you  have  them  still. 

No.  We  got  rid  of  them — well,  when  Mother  was  gone  we  didn't — 
but  after  Father  died  we  got  rid  of  all  those  things,  sold  them 
to  somebody  for  the  frames  because  they  had  lovely  gold  frames 
around  them,  gold  gingerbread  work  on  them.  We  sold  them  or 
gave  them  to  welfare  or  something,  got  rid  of  them  anyway,  took 
the  pictures  out  of  them  and  threw  them  away. 

Did  your  mother  do  the  cooking  and  sewing? 


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Stewart:      Yes,  she  did  all  the  cooking.  No  sewing.  We  had  a  sewing  woman 
that  came,  a  Miss  Cheeseman,  I  always  remember.   She  used  to  come 
once  a  month,  I  think,  and  stay  for  two  or  three  days.  She  didn't 
stay;  she  came  and  went.  She  lived  in  the  Mission  and  she  came 
and  went  but  she  would  "sew  us  up"  as  Mother  said. 

Riess:       Did  she  have  dashing  new  designs  or  was  it  always  the  same  thing? 
Stewart:      Oh,  it  was  just  the  most  awful  plain  stuff  you  ever  saw! 

Mother  used  to  buy  our  clothes  at  Hastings,  of  all  places, 
which  had  a  girls'  department  then  that  was  very  good,  and  I 
remember  Mother  used  to  buy  quite  a  few  of  our  clothes  there, 
but  Miss  Cheeseman  would  do  the  other  things. 

I  remember  one  day  Miss  Cheeseman  was  there  and  Mother  was 
out,  and  she  got  sewed  out.   She  had  nothing  to  do,  and  she  said, 
"What  can  we  do?" 

I  said,  "Let's  make  me  a  dress."  So  I  went  into  Mother's 
room  and  she  had  a  drawer  that  she  kept  material  in  and  I  got 
out  this  piece  of  white  material. 

Miss  Cheeseman  said,  "This  will  make  a  nice  dress,"  and  we 
went  ahead  and  made  the  dress  and  found  out  we  made  it  out  of 
Mother's  kitchen  curtains!   [Laughter]  She  came  home  and  she  was 
furious  with  me  because  I  had  taken  that  material.  She  had 
gotten  it  and  it  was  very  nice  material,  just  summer  material, 
and  Miss  Cheeseman  had  made  a  nice  dress  for  me  out  of  it  and 
I  loved  it.  Everybody  would  say  something  about  my  dress  and 
I'd  say,  "It's  made  out  of  my  mother's  kitchen  curtains." 

Riess:  You  were  the  kind  of  child  that  would  always  tell  the  truth. 

Stewart:  Mother  was  so  embarassed  when  I'd  say  that. 

Riess:  Things  were  usually  white,  weren't  they? 

Stewart:  Yes. 

Riess:  So  much  trouble  to  take  care  of. 

Stewart:      Mother  always  wore  lovely  tailor-made  suits.   She  used  to  come 
home  from  downtown  or  wherever  she  was,  and  she'd  go  up  and 
take  off  that  suit  and  put  on  a  white  dress  and  white  shoes. 
They  were  like  nurse's  uniforms.  They  were  plain  white  and 
she  used  to  send  them  to  the  laundry  and  they  would  come  home 
just  stiff  and  starchy.   She  wore  three  or  four  of  them  a 
week. 


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She'd  come  down  and  go  in  the  kitchen  and  put  on  a  kitchen  apron 
and  make  the  supper,  because  she  was  not  one  for  having  a  maid 
around  or  anything  of  that  sort. 

Was  she  a  good  cook? 

Oh,  a  very  good  cook,  very  good,  an  excellent  cook. 

In  what  tradition? 

Oh,  pies  and  cakes  and  roasts,  fried  chicken.  I  always  remember 
she  used  to  make  one  fried  chicken:  she'd  fry  the  chicken  and 
then  fry  another  pan  of  fried  onions,  cut  up  kind  of  thin  fried 
onions,  and  then  just  for  the  last  twenty  minutes  she'd  turn  the 
onions  over  the  chicken.  She  called  that  "Chicken  Smothered  In 
Onion,"  and  oh,  it  was  good. 

Yes,  it  sounds  very  good.   I  can  see  why  your  father  didn't  want 
her  to  go  running  away  during  the  earthquake  and  fire.* 

We  had  a  couple  of  uncles  who  had  gone  up  to  Benicia  with  the 
family  and  they  would  come  back  and  stay  with  us  on  the  week 
and  then  go  back  to  Benicia  on  Sunday  after  the  transportation 
got  better.  They  would  always  bring  back  rolls  and  cakes  and 
things  from  up  there  because  we  couldn't  bake. 

I  had  one  brother-in-law  whose  name  was  Jim  Harris  and  when 
he  came  out  here  to  California — he  had  two  sisters  that  married 
two  brothers  and  they  never  changed  their  names,  which  was  worse. 
This  Uncle  Jim  Harris  came  out,  Aunt  Ella  and  Uncle  Jim,  and  they 
couldn't  distinguish  between  the  two  Jim  Harrises,  so  they  called 
him  Jim  Cooper.  His  father  had  been  a  cooper,  so  he  was  Uncle 
Jim  Cooper  to  us  but  his  name  was  really  Harris.   [Laughter] 


Cable  Car  Etiquette 


Riess:       Was  the  Golden  Gate  Park  one  of  your  childhood  memories? 

Stewart:      I  can  remember  going  out  there  to  play  on  the  lovely  play 
ground  there.   It  had  merry-go-rounds  and  you  could  buy  apple 
pie  a  la  mode. 


*Lucy  Murdock  Harris'  obituary  said  of  her  that 
interest  in  life  was  always  her  home." 


'her  chief 


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At  the  time  of  the  earthquake  in  San  Francisco  the  schools  all 
closed  and  in  June  they  had  a  mass  graduation  of  all  the  classes — 
high  school  and  the  grammar  school—in  Golden  Gate  Park.  We 
sat  in  our  class  and  they  handed  around  the  diplomas.  It  was 
down  there  where  the  bandstand  is,  there  in  that  group,  and  we 
were  all  gathered  there — oh,  thousands,  because  there  were  so 
many  schools  and  they  all  had  graduating  classes. 

When  you  went  to  parties  or  dances  later  would  the  boys  pick  you 
up  in  buggies  or  would  you  all  just  hop  on  the — ? 

We'd  go  on  the  streetcar.  I  always  remember  we  used  to  wear  long 
white  kid  gloves  and  one  time  four  of  us  went  together,  Hilda 
and  her  beau  and  me  and  my  beau.  We  got  on  the  streetcar  and 
the  streetcar  gave  a  jerk,  and  Hilda  put  her  hands  like  this 
[crosses  hands  over  her  arms]  and  somebody  caught  her  because 
she  wasn't  going  to  grab  onto  any  stanchion  with  her  white 
kid  gloves  on.  She  was  going  to  save  her  gloves  in  all  events. 

Was  it  safe  to  be  on  the  cable  cars  at  night? 


Oh,  I  wouldn't  be  on  there  by  myself, 
generally. 


I'd  be  with  somebody 


But  if  you  were  by  yourself  would  that  be  considered  to  be 
all  right? 

Well,  I  don't  think  it  would  be  considered  to  be  all  right.  I 
think  young  women  stayed  at  home  or  went  out  with  an  escort. 
You  didn't  do  much  alone. 

When  I  was  in  college  I  had  a  beau  who  came  and  had 
breakfast  with  me  and  then  we  went  down  on  the  streetcar 
together  to  the  ferry  and  then  we'd  go  across  on  the  7:00 
ferry  and  get  to  Berkeley  for  an  8:00  class. 


Your  mother  fed  him  breakfast? 

No,  she  didn't  get  up.  I  would  get  breakfast, 
have  coffee  and  rolls  or  something. 


We  would  just 


The  Panama  Pacific  International  Exposition,  YWCA  Building 


Riess:       And  was  the  Exposition  a  great  moment? 

Stewart:      It  was  the  most  beautiful  I've  ever  seen,  and  I've  been  to  a 


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Stewart:      good  many.   I've  been  to  the  New  York  one  and  the  Chicago  one 

and  another  one  In  San  Francisco  and  different  things  when  we've 
been  to  other  places,  but  I  tell  you  that  nothing  ever  came  up 
to  that  one.   It  was  simply  beautiful.  There  was  one  court  there 
that  was  all  pink  hyacinths  and  oh,  the  smell  of  those  hyacinths 
at  night  was  simply  beautiful. 

Riess:       Was  there  a  lot  of  anticipation  of  the  whole  thing  on  the  part  of 
the  people  in  San  Francisco? 

Stewart:  Oh,  yes.  Everybody  bought  season  tickets.  They  bought  them 
early  so  they  had  the  money  to  spend  on  the  things  there. 

When  I  got  out  of  college  I  worked  in  the  YWCA  there  at 
the  Exposition  after  the  Exposition  closed.  The  girls,  sales 
girls,  who  were  finishing  up  and  closing  up  their  exhibits,  had 
to  have  some  place  to  go  and  it  was  so  rainy  and  the  buildings 
all  leaked,  it  was  a  terrible  mess.   So  we  kept  the  YWCA  open 
and  the  fire  going  in  the  living  room  and  those  girls  would  come 
in  there  and  buy  a  lunch  and  sit  by  the  fire. 

Riess:       Which  Y  was  this? 

Stewart:  Well,  it  was  run  by  the  San  Francisco  Y  on  Sutter.  They  ran 
this  YWCA  building  throughout  the  Exposition,  and  afterwards 
for  awhile  they  kept  it  open  with  a  cook  and  a  busboy  and  me. 

I  had  the  best  time.   I  remember  one  day  I  was  going  to  a 
luncheon  downtown  and  I  came  pretty  much  dressed  up  that  day,  and 
somebody  said,  "Where  are  you  going?"  I  said,  "I'm  going  down 
town,  and  look  at  the  rain!   It's  just  pouring  buckets  and  I've 
got  to  go  out  to  the  streetcar  and  get  on  that  car." 

Pretty  soon  somebody  drove  up  in  front  and  the  busboy 
ran  out  and  said,  "Here's  your  transportation,"  and  it  was 
the  patrol  car.  They  came  and  took  me  over  to  the  streetcar! 

Riess:       You  made  a  lot  of  friends  in  that  place. 

Stewart:      Well,  we  had  a  lot  of  good  times  there.   I  learned  more  about 
cooking  from  that  man  because  he  showed  me  how  to  make  things 
stretch  and  how  to  make  things  go,  stuffed  eggs — to  put  some 
mashed  potatoes  in  them  or  something  to  make  them  go  further. 

Riess:       How  did  you  get  that  job? 

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Mrs.  Merrill  very  well.   She  suggested  that  I  maybe  could  go 
out  there  and  do  that  while  it  lasted.  It  was  only  about  a 


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Stewart:      month  or  so  that  it  lasted. 

Riess:       What  kind  of  job  was  it  though  that  you  had  been  hired  to  do  at 
the  main  Y? 

Stewart:      I  was  assistant  to  the  general  secretary.   I  was  one  of  her 
slavies,  I  didn't  have  a  very  good  job.   [Laughter] 

Riess:       You  were  living  at  home  then? 

Stewart:      Yes,  I  was  living  at  home,  and  Father  said,  "Now,  you're  going 
to  get  a  salary,  and  you're  not  going  to  have  any  expenses,  so 
you  can  put  the  money  in  the  bank  and  save  it,  and  I'll  start 
you  off  with  a  couple  of  hundred  dollars,"  or  something  like  that. 
I've  forgotten  now  what  it  was. 

And  when  we  were  to  get  married,  which  was  in  August,  he 
said  to  me,  "I  want  to  go  down  and  straighten  that  out  and  put 
some  more  money  in  the  bank  for  you."  We  went  down  and  we  met 
Mortimer  Fleishhacker  at  the  door.  He  was  the  president  of  the 
bank  at  that  time  and  he  walked  over  with  us  because  he  knew 
Dad  well  and  he  was  talking  to  Dad. 

Dad  stuck  my  bank  book  through  the  window  at  a  certain 
young  teller  and  the  man  came  back  looking  pretty  worried  and 
Dad  turned  around  and  said,  "Yes,  young  man,  what's  the  matter?" 

He  said,  "This  account  has  been  overdrawn."  I  had  never  had 
a  checkbook  in  my  life  and  I  was  having  the  best  time! 

Mortimer  Fleishhacker  just  busted.  He  just  roared  and 
walked  away.  Dad  turned  to  me  and  he  said,  "That  poor  boy!" 
He  was  feeling  sorry  for  my  husband.   [Laughter]  Well,  it 
didn't  last  long.   I  got  down  to  business  right  away  when  I 
had  to  do  it. 


Summer  Vacations 


Riess:       Where  did  your  family  take  vacations? 

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was  raised  in  Clear  Lake  County  and  she  used  to  love  to  go 
back  there. 

But  when  I  got  to  high  school  we  rented  a  house  in 


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County.  Dad  didn't  think  there  was  any  point  to  buying  a  house. 
He'd  rather  rent  a  house.  So  we  rented  for  the  whole  summer  and 
every  year  we  went  back  to  that  same  house  each  year  and  I  used 
to  have  the  best  time  because  I  used  to  have  people  over  all  the 
time  from  San  Francisco  to  stay  a  week  or  so  with  me  and  we  could 
do  things.  We'd  go  down  and  row  on  the  slough,  down  there  near 
San  Quentin,  and  we  did  a  lot  of  those  kinds  of  things.  We  had 
a  very  good  time.  Mother  was  a  good  cook  and  she  would  supply 
the  meals  and  we  used  to  help  her  a  little  bit,  of  course,  around 
the  edges,  but  we  had  a  wonderful  time  in  that  great  big  old  house 
there  in  Larkspur. 

It  had  porches  all  over  it,  and  we  had  beds  all  over  the 
place,  outdoors  under  the  trees.   It  was  lovely. 

Father  would  sometimes  come  in  the  middle  of  the  week,  but 
mostly  he  came  on  Friday  nights  and  stayed  until  Monday  morning. 


Transplanted  Californians 


Riess:       You  were  such  a  Calif ornian.  How  did  you  survive  the  move  East? 

Stewart:      Well,  we  loved  it.  We  went  there  in  '29.  We  had  never  known 
what  it  was  to  see  snow  or  anything  of  that  sort  and  we  just 
loved  it.  We  were  really  very  popular  people  because  we  didn't 
rub  California  into  them  all  the  time.  They  were  so  afraid 
we  were  going  to  do  that! 

We  didn't  have  any  friends  back  there  at  all,  we  just  went 
back  there  absolutely  without  neighbors  or  friends  or  relatives 
or  anybody.  We  had  never  been  East  before,  and  we  walked  into 
this  new  place.  We  took  a  nephew  with  us  to  live  too  at  the 
same  time.  Charlie's  sister  was  a  missionary  in  India  and  this 
boy  of  hers  had  a  couple  more  years  of  high  school,  and  so  we 
took  him  with  us.  Our  son  Jim  and  he  were  very  close,  although 
he  was  older  than  Jim.  They  had  good  times  together. 

Riess:       Had  you  always  as  a  Calif ornian  or  as  a  Westerner  thought  of 
the  East  as  a  place  where  people  were  more  sophisticated  or 
more  cultured? 

Stewart:      Oh,  I  thought  so.  When  Charlie  had  a  chance  to  move  there — he 
had  a  chance  to  choose  between  Baltimore  and  Boston — I  said  I 
thought  I'd  rather  go  to  Boston  on  account  of  the  educational 


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facilities.  There's  more  colleges  and  more  places  to  be 


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so  too. 


didn't  convince  him  completely,  but  he  thought 


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We  went  to  Boston  and  we  got  an  apartment  for  awhile 
while  we  house-hunted,  because  we  couldn't  stay  in  a  hotel, 
and  the  company  wasn't  very  crazy  about  having  that  kind  of 
bills.  So  I  went  out  with  a  man  and  found  an  apartment  that 
was  big  enough  for  all  five  of  us,  and  then  started  house 
hunting. 

I  got  hold  of  a  real  estate  man;  I  had  heard  that 
Newton  was  an  awfully  good  place  to  live  around  Boston, 
so  we  went  out  through  there  and  I  found  this  great  big 
flat,  four  bedrooms  and  two  baths  and  we  lived  in  that  for 
a  couple  of  years.  That  was  in  Newtonville,  and  that  was 
where  the  kids  went  to  school  and  Jimmy  went  to  junior  high. 

Then  we  moved  up  to  another  great  big  house  and  we 
lived  there.  Then  we  had  to  move  to  Providence,  Rhode  Island, 
and  we  lived  there  in  a  couple  of  places,  and  then  we  moved 
to  Washington,  D.C. 

That  sounds  so  frantic.  Weren't  you  always  having  your 
fingers  crossed  that  California  would  be  your  next  assignment 
or  wereyou  really  ready  to  be  free  of  it? 

When  we  went  there  they  told  us  it  would  be  two  or  three 
years  and  we  were  nineteen  years  in  the  East  and  we  didn't 
mind  it  at  all.  We  really  got  along  beautifully  and  had  a 
wonderful  time  there. 

Charlie  went  there  as  a  manager  of  a  company  in  Boston. 
It  was  American  Bitumuls  Company,  a  paving  company  connected 
with  the  Standard  Oil  Company — so  you  didn't  lose  your 
Standard  Oil  seniority  at  all. 

He  went  there  and  in  the  process  he  brought  people  back 
with  him.  Shortly  after  he  got  there  he  sent  for  this  one 
and  that  one  and  the  other.  So  we  ended  up  with  a  bunch  of 
people  from  California  coming  back  there  to  live  and  we  used 
to  have  Thanksgiving  and  Christmas  dinners  with  all  of  them 
there.  We'd  have  as  many  as  twenty-eight  or  thirty  for 
Christmas  dinner  and  Thanksgiving  dinner  in  our  house.  They'd 
come  and  bring. their  children  and  stay  all  day  and  stay  until 
after  supper  at  night  when  they'd  clean  the  turkeys. 
[Laughter] 

So  you  got  down  to  making  the  turkey  soup. 


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soup  very  much, 
pretty  well! 


But  when  we  cleaned  it  up  we  cleaned  it  up 


Did  you  have  regular  expeditions  back  to  see  your  family? 

Oh,  yes.   I  used  to  come  about  every  year  or  so.  They  came 
to  visit  us,  too.  Mother  didn't,  Mother  was  very  sick  toward 
the  end,  but  Dad  came  a  couple  of  times  for  Christmas  back 
there  with  us  in  the  East,  and  I  would  come  out  and  bring 
the  children.  Charlie  couldn't  come  because  it  was  a  busy 
time  for  him.  Paving  was  a  summertime  job;  in  the  winter  it 
was  more  a  promotional  job.  So  he  would  stay  home  and  I  would 
come.   I  drove  out  two  or  three  times  with  the  children. 

What  is  bitumuls? 

It's  bituminous  asphalt. 

Is  that  what  we  call  macadam,  or  black  top? 

It's  the  black  top.   It's  the  kind  you  see  on  the  road  that 
goes  down  dry. 

One  time  we  were  riding  along  the  road  and  Jim  saw 
this  pile  of  stuff  by  the  road  and  he  says,  "Oh,  isn't 
that  awful!"  and  Charlie  turned  to  him  and  he  said,  "That's 
your  bread  and  butter!" 


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[Interview  2:  January  24,  1978] 


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The  Gymnasium  Course 

Why  did  you  think  you  would  stay  only  two  years  at  Cal? 

Well,  I  just  felt  that  I  would  have  had  enough  by  that  time. 
[Chuckles]  I  wasn't  a  student  very  much  and  I  just  thought, 
oh  dear,  I  think  I'll  go  for  a  couple  of  years  and  then  I'll 
quit.  That's  why  I  took  the  two  year  physical  education 
course. under  Professor  and  Mrs.  Magee.  You  could  get  a 
certificate  at  the  end  of  two  years  in  the  gymnasium. 

Did  you  have  classes  with  the  great  Galey? 

No,  but  I  had  Henry  Morse  Stephens,  some  classes  with  him.  1 
took  German  too.   I  took  a  regular  course,  but  most  of  my 
work  was  in  the  gymnasium. 

We  learned  to  get  up  and  instruct  in  gymnastics  and 
that's  why  I  never  know  which  is  my  right  hand  or  my  left, 
because  I  used  to  be  up  in  front  of  the  class  and  I  would 
say,  "Your  right  hand,"  and  it  would  be  your  left,  of 
course,  because  you  would  be  doing  the  opposite.  We  did 
have  some  anatomy  courses  with  other  people,  but  the  Magees, 
they  taught  the  gymnasium  part. 

You  were  equipped  then  to  teach  gymnastics  to  girls? 

Yes,  physical  ed. 

How  about  group  sports? 

I  did  play  basketball  in  college.  But  there  wasn't  any  of 
that  in  the  course.  There  was  just  the  part  of  it  that  was 


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physical. 

How  about  dance? 

We  had  square  dancing. 

Gymnastics  today  is  an  art. 

Oh  yes,  we  used  to  have  the  rings  and  the  bars  and  things 
like  that.  But  it  was  mostly  classwork  in  a  large  class,  a 
class  of  about  thirty,  I  guess,  that  were  taking  it  at  that 
time. 

All  with  the  intention  of  being  PE  teachers? 

Yes. 

A  two-year  degree  was  all  they  needed? 

Well,  they  got  a  certificate  for  these  two  years. 

What  did  you  wear? 

I  think  we  wore  white  middy  blouses  and  black  bloomers  and 
tennis  shoes. 

Was  it  just  girls  in  this  class? 

Yes.   It  was  held  in  the  girls'  gymnasium  in  Hearst  Hall. 

What  was  that  building  like? 

It  was  a  high  dome  kind  of  place.   It  had  lots  of  dressing 
rooms  and  showers  and  things  of  that  sort.  There  was  one  room 
in  the  back  where  the  girls  would  go  and  have  their  lunch  there. 

You  mean  lunch  that  they  brought? 

Yes,  lunch  that  they  brought,  and  Mrs.  Hearst  always  supplied 
tea  and  cream  and  sugar  and  the  girls  could  make  a  tea  for 
themselves.   She  used  to  do  such  lovely  things.  At  the  time 
of  the  Big  Game,  she  used  to  send  up  boxes  of  chrysanthemums 
for  the  girls  to  wear,  the  ones  that  had  beaux  or  were  going 
out  with  somebody,  they  could  go  there  and  get  a  chrysanthemum 
and  go 'to  the  game. 


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Phoebe  Apperson  Hearst 


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I  used  to  take  Mrs.  Hearst  to  Mrs.  [Winifred]  Rieber's  for 
her  sittings  when  she  had  the  portrait  done  that  was  hung  in 
Hearst  Hall.*  The  Riebers  lived  up  on  the  hill,  back  some 
where,  not  too  far  from  the  campus. 

You  used  to  take  her? 

I  used  to  walk  up  with  her  oftentimes,  yes.  She'd  come  down 
to  campus  to  Hearst  Hall,  and  we'd  go  together. 

Why  were  you  assigned  that? 

Well,  I  don't  know.   [Chuckles]  It  just  happened  to  be. 
Then,  of  course,  I  was  AWS  [Associated  Women  Students] 
president  when  the  picture  was  hung  and  when  it  was  dedicated 
I  helped  to  do  that. 

So  how  many  sittings  would  you  say  she  had? 

Oh,  she  had  lots.   I  didn't  go  to  all  of  them  but  I  used  to 
go  to  some  of  them,  and  Mrs.  Rieber  would  come  to  her  for 
some. 

But  the  two  of  you  would  walk  up,  and  discuss  what? 
Oh,  just  discuss  the  time  of  day. 
Was  she  interested  in  you  personally? 

She  was  interested  in  everybody  personally.  She  was  just  so 
interested  in  the  girls  in  the  gym  there. 

Who  had  commissioned  the  portrait?  Had  she  herself? 


*For  more  on  Professor  and  Mrs.  Charles  H.  Rieber  see  Pepper, 
Stephen  C.,  Art  and  Philosophy  at  the  University  of  California. 
1919  to  1962.  ROHO,  Berkeley,  1963,  pp.  96-101. 


JKSSIE    HARRIS 

1914 


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No,  no,  I  think  the  University  most  likely. 
Did  she  dress  very  elegantly  for  that? 

She  had  a  lovely  lavendery  purple  stiff  dress  on  and  I  just 
remember  it  was  kind  of  lavender  purple. 

Did  she  walk  up  in  it  or  did  she  take  it  with  her  and  then 
change? 

She'd  take  it  with  her,  yes. 

Can  you  describe  Mrs.  Rieber's  studio? 

No,  I  can't.   I  never  went  into  the  studio.  I  would  just  go 
up  and  leave  her  there.   I  never  was  in  there. 

Then  did  you  wait  and  walk  back  with  her? 

Yes,  some  of  the  times,  or  somebody  would  come  for  her,  her 
chauffeur  would  come  for  her. 

How  much  contact  did  the  girls  have  with  Dean  Lucy  Stebbins? 

Well,  she  had  a  little  house  in  Berkeley  and  she  used  to  have 
a  great  many  of  us  there  for  Sunday  night  suppers  and  things 
like  that.   She  was  a  very  nice  person  in  kind  of  a  stiff, 
stern  way  because  she  was,  I  think,  from  Boston  or  somewhere. 
But  she  was  always  nice  to  the  girls. 

She  stood  for  stiff  upper  lip,  or  moral — 

Oh,  yes,  moral  turpitude  [chuckles],  whatever  that  is.  She 
was  very  interested  in  things  that  went  on. 

What  kind  of  contact  with  her  did  you  have  in  your  various 
positions? 

Well,  I  had  quite  a  bit  the.  last  couple  of  years.   I  used  to 
see  her  a  lot  because  there  would  be  problems  that  would  come 
up;  or  she'd  send  for  me  and  I'd  go;  and  I'd  go  to  her  for 
advice  and  things .   She  was  very  nice . 


Pledging  Delta  Delta  Delta 


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from  little  Miss  Harris  to  the  president  of  AWS.   In  your  first 
two  years  were  you  involved  in  University  affairs? 

No,  not  very  much  because  I  commuted  from  San  Francisco  and  I 
didn't  get  involved  in  very  much  campus  activities  aside  from 
the  gymnasium  and  I  knew  the  girls  in  the  gymnasium  so  well. 
They  were  from  all  walks  of  life.  A  good  many  of  them  were  not 
sorority  girls  and  I  got  to  know  them  so  well  and  liked  them  so 
well.   I  used  to  stay  over  there  for  lunch  half  the  time 
instead  of  going  home  to  the  house  for  lunch. 

Home  to  the  house? 

I  was  at  the  Tri  Delt  house. 

When  did  you  become  a  Tri  Delt? 

When  I  first  entered  college. 

Did  you  know  some  girls  that  were  there? 

I  knew  the  Frisbie  family,  two  girls  ahead  of  me,  and  Edith 
was  one  of  my  bridesmaids  and  she  was  a  friend  of  mine  from 
high  school  days  and  we  were  rushed  before  we  went  to  college 
even  and  went  in  there  very  shortly  after  we  entered  college. 

You  mean  some  of  the  girls  from  Lowell  were  rushed? 

Yes.  Edith  Frisbie  and  Marianne  Bell  and  I  were  three  that 
went  in  together  into  the  Tri  Delt  house  from  Lowell. 

So  if  you  were  living  off  campus  what  sort  of  things  did  you 
do  with  the  Tri  Delts? 

Oh,  I'd  stay  over  a  lot  for  dances  and  things  like  that  and 
Monday  night  I'd  stay  over  for  our  fraternity  meeting,  but  I 
always  would  have  to  come  home  the  next  day,  get  over  back  to 
San  Francisco  after  school  was  out,  so  that  made  kind  of 
a — I  didn't  have  as  much  contact  as  I  would  have  liked  on 
campus. 

Did  you  start  taking  a  role  in  fraternity  organization  or 
government  of  the  Tri  Delts? 

I  was  a  very  poor  Tri  Delt,  I'll  tell  you.   [Chuckles]  I 
was  good,  I  mean  I  paid  attention  to  business,  but  I  stayed 
away  an  awful  lot  because  I  was  at  gym  all  during  my  freshman 
and  sophomore  year.  I'd  stay  over  there  and  eat  lunch. 


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So  you're  saying  really  that  as  much  as  your  social  life 
took  place  In  the  gym  as  It — 

Well,  no,  we  had  a  lot  of  social  life  there,  of  course,  at 
the  house.  But  It  would  be  weekends.   I'd  stay  over  on 
weekends . 

When  you  say  girls  from  all  walks  of  life — 

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A  lot  of  them  were  not  sorority  people  at  all. 

That  would  mean  then  that  they  were  from  a  lower  class? 

No,  some  of  them  just  didn't  want  to  join.  They  called  them 
"plebes." 

Were  there  places  in  the  sororities  for  everyone  if  they 
wanted  to  join? 

Sure,  not  if  they  wanted  to  join,  but  if  they  were  asked  to 
join.  There  were  a  lot  of  sororities  in  those  days  and  a 
lot  of  clubs,  a  lot  of  very  nice  clubs. 

I  do  think  the  University  probably  did  draw  people  from  all 
walks  of  life,  people  you  might  never  have  met,  people  from 
farms  or  from  southern  California? 

Or  from  Fresno  or  Bakersfield  or  places  like  that  where  their 
folks  had  a  ranch  or  something,  but  they  were  very  nice  girls. 
1  got  to  know  them  very  well  and  I  really  think  that  was  one 
of  the  reasons  1  was  elected  as  AWS  president.  There  were 
four  of  us  who  ran  at  the  time  we  ran,  three  other  sorority 
girls  and  myself,  and  1  won  because  of  that  vote.  I  got  to 
know  those  girls  so  well  and  they  got  to  know  me  well  and 
they  didn't  know  the  others  at  all. 

The  others  just  didn't  have  that  contact  outside  of  the 
sorority  house? 

Not  outside  of  the  sorority  house.  They  used  to  say  after 
wards,  "Well,  no  wonder  you  stayed  away."  It  never  would 
have  entered  my  head  to  be  doing  any  politicking  or  anything 
like  that.  I  just  liked  to  be  there. 


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Tell  me  again,  please,  how  you  finally  came  to  live  on 
campus? 

I  met  Dr.  O'Brien  on  the  street  in  San  Francisco  one  day, 
and  he  said,  "How's  everything  going?" 

I  said,  "Well,  going  all  right,  but  they  don't  let  me 
live  over  there.  They  want  me  home."  (My  sister  had  been 
married  and  they  wanted  me  to  be  at  home.) 

To  help  out  or  just  because  they  were  lonely? 

Oh,  they  were  lonely.  They  wanted  somebody  at  home  to  bring 
them  the  news  and  all  that  sort  of  stuff. 

So  he  said,  "I'll  fix  that."  About  a  week  later  he  met 
my  mother  on  the  street  and  he  said,  "How's  Jessie?  I  saw 
her  the  other  day  and  she  didn't  fook  awfully  well." 

Mother  said,  "Oh,  my,  what's  the  matter?"  and  she  took 
me  down  to  him  right  away.  He  went  through  all  the  rigmarole 
of  taking  a  blood  count  and  all  that  stuff  and  he  said,  "Well, 
I  think  she'd  doing  a  little  too  much.   I  think  she'd  better 
quit  college."  Of  course,  by  that  time  they  didn't  want  me 
to  quit  and  he  said,  "Either  that  or  she's  got  to  live  over 
there." 

So  right  from  then  I  lived  over  there  at  college. 

I  met  him  one  time  on  the  street  later  on  and  I  said, 
"How  was  that  blood  count?"  and  I  knew  it  was  all  right 
because  I  was  majoring  in  bacteriology. 

He  said,  "If  it  had  been  any  better  you'd  have  been 
sick."  [Laughter] 

That's  a  good  story.  He  was  a  good  friend. 
Ah,  he  was  a  good  friend. 

Well,  Mother  got  to  be  very  proud  of  the  fact  that  I  was 
doing  well  and  everything,  but  she  hadn't  realized  she  was 
cramping  my  style  terribly  keeping  me  home. 


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Was  that  your  second  year? 


Bacteriology  Studies 


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That  was  the  end  of  my  second  year  when  I  went  into  the 
regular  work  of  bacteriology.   I  went  over  there  for  the 
last  two  years,  '12  to  '14. 

How  did  you  make  that  decision? 

I  was  interested,  of  course,  in  that  sort  of  thing.  The 
anatomy  brought  those  things  into  line  and  I  kind  of  went 
into  it  pretty  naturally.  I  don't  know  whether  there  was 
any — there  were  several  professors  that  I  had  that  were  very, 
very  close  to  me  and  very  near  to  me.  Dr.  John  Neverson 
Force  was  head  of  the  bacteriology  department  and  he  was 
awfully  good  to  me. 

Were  some  of  the  people  in  bacteriology — the  women — then 
going  into  medicine? 

Yes,  yes.  Some  of  them  went  into  medicine  and  some  of  them 
went  into  being  bacteriologists  in  hospitals.  One  of  them 
is  still  working  at  the  blood  bank  in  San  Mateo,  but  she  does 
it  on  a  basis  of  volunteer  service.   She  doesn't  get  paid  or 
anything.  She  doesn't  want  to  work  that  hard  but  she  works 
pretty  hard. 

Did  you  have  classmates  among  the  women  who  became  doctors? 
I  don't  know  whether  I  did  or  not.  I  don't  know. 

Did  the  sorority  place  any  emphasis  on  academics?  Was  there 
any  competition  among  the  sororities,  for  instance,  to  have 
a  group  of  really  academically  top  girls? 

Well,  we  had  to  keep  our  grades  up.  There  was  that  about  it. 
There  was  a  house  senior  going  after  you  when  you  didn't  keep 
your  grades  up.  But  I  don't  think  there  was  any  competition 
between  the  sororities  at  all. 

Were  some  of  them  known  to  be  the  places  where  the  "best 
brains"  were? 

No,  I  don't  think  so. 


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How  would  the  house  senior  know  what  everybody's  grades 
were? 

Well,  the  senior  in  our  house  would  see  your  grades  and 
say,  "You've  got  to  pick  them  up  now.  You've  got  to  do 
better  than  you're  doing,"  or  something  like  that. 

Other  than  the  senior  at  the  house  you  must  have  had  a 
resident  house  mother.  Was  she  a  very  important  person  in 
your  life? 

No;  she  was  there;  she  was  a  chaperone;  she  was  important 
because  we  all  loved  her,  but  she  kept  in  the  background  a 
good  deal.  She  was  just  there  and  saw  that  things  were 
properly  handled  and  that  there  were  no  escapades  of  any 
sort  around.   [Chuckles] 

Did  there  tend  to  be  escapades? 

No,  no. 

There  wasn' t  any  attempt  to  sneak  the  boys  in? 

Oh,  no,  nothing  of  that  sort  in  those  days. 

How  about  cigarettes  and  liquor? 

Oh,  nothing  of  that  sort.  There  was  nothing  of  that  sort 
in  the  house  at  all  in  those  days.   I  don't  know  about 
cigarettes.  Maybe  there  might  have  been  a  few.  I  don't 
know.  But  they  were  very  secretive  about  it.   [Chuckles] 


A  Friendship  With  President  Wheeler 


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Where  was  the  Tri  Delt  house? 

We  first  lived  on  College  Avenue  and  Dwight  Way  on  the  corner 
there.  It  was  just  a  regular  plain  old  house,  but  it  was  a 
good  big  house.  It's  now  a  service  station  on  that  corner. 
We  rented  it  and  it  was  sold,  then  we  moved  over  to  Arch  Street 
on  the  other  side  of  campus  and  that  was  when  I  got  to  know 
President  Wheeler  so  well  because  it  was  right  up  the  hill — 
outside  the  campus,  but  right  up  the  hill  from  the  president's 
house.   I  used  to  come  over  in  the  mornings  so  often  and  he'd 
come  out  of  his  front  door  and  come  down  the  steps  and  I'd  be 


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going  by  and  I'd  stop  and  wait  for  him  or  he'd  stop  and  wait 
for  me  and  we'd  walk  across  together.  Oh,  he  was  a  nice 

man. 

What  did  the  two  of  you  talk  about? 

Oh,  we  talked  about — he'd  ask  me  all  kinds  of  questions  about 
where  I  went  to  school  and  what  I  did  and  one  morning  I  remem 
ber  he  picked  up  the  corner  of  my  sweater  and  said,  "Is  that 
silk?" 

I  said,  "No,  that's  not  silk.  That's  just  cotton." 

"Well,"  he  said,  "I'm  glad  of  it.  There's  too  much  silk 
around  this  campus!"   [Laughter] 

Was  he  getting  the  pulse  of  the  people  in  talking  to  you? 

Oh,  yes.  One  morning  he  came  out  of  there.  I  remember  he 
was  so  mad  because  they  had  discontinued  a  course  that 
Benjamin  Jr.  wanted  to  take  [chuckles],  and  it  was  discontinued. 
That  was  the  first  year  and  Benjamin  Jr.  was  wanting  to  take 
the  course,  and  it  was  discontinued. 

I've  never  heard  of  Benjamin  Jr. 

I  don't  know  whether  he's  still  alive  or  not. 

Do  you  recall  whether  he  was  a  success  in  life? 

No,  I  don't  think  he  was.  He  wasn't  very  successful  socially 
in  college.  He  was  kind  of  a  queer  kind  of  a  boy,  kind  of  a 
stick. 

How  about  Mrs .  Wheeler?  Did  you  know  her? 

I  did  but  I  wasn't  very  fond  of  her.   [Chuckles]  I  always 
remember  one  time  the  Wheelers  came  to  the  house  for  a  Tri 
Delt  faculty  dinner.  We  had  gas  logs  in  the  living  room,  and 
President  Wheeler  stood  there  and  was  talking  to  one  of  the 
girls,  and  Mrs.  Wheeler  said,  "Benjie,  look  out,  you'll  burn 
your  coat tails!" 

After  they  left  for  home,  one  of  the  girls  got  up  and 
stood  by  the  fireplace  and  said,  "Benjie,  look  out,  you'll 
burn  your  coat tails"  and  she  looked  up  and  there  he  was, 
standing  in  the  door.  He  had  forgotten  his  rubbers!  He 
just  roared,  he  laughed  about  it!   It  was  funny,  but,  oh, 


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Gwen  felt  terrible! 

She  [Mrs,  Wheeler]  kept  very  much  in  the  background.   She 
was  very  much  like  Bess  Truman  in  that  sort  of  thing,  kept  in 
the  background  a  very  great  deal  of  the  time.  Of  course,  she 
went  to  receptions  and  things,  she'd  be  there.  But  she  was  very 
stiff  and  starchy. 

And  it  sounds  like  Wheeler  did  better  in  his  student  contacts 
than  in  his  faculty  contacts. 

Oh,  I  think  he  did,  although  I  don't  know. 

I've  read  that  he  was  a  paternal  sort  of  a  president  who 
really  didn't  want  the  students  to  overdo  it  in  the  academics, 
wanted  them  to  have  fun. 

Yes,  he  was  very  nice  that  way.   I  always  remember  one  morning 
when  he  said  to  me,  "Where  did  you  go  to  high  school?"  I 
said,  "I  went  to  Lowell."  He  said,  "Those  Lowell  children, 
they  certainly  get  along  in  the  world  after  they  get  over 
here ! "   [Laughter ] 

Do  you  remember  the  university  meetings? 

Yes,  he  was  a  wonderful  speaker.   I  have  a  book — I  gave  it  to 
Roger  [Samuelsen] — I  had  a  book  of  Benjamin  Ide's  speeches. 
They  were  compiled  in  a  book  and  one  of  them  was  our 
graduating  talk  and  it  happened  to  be  one  of  the  ones  that  was 
a  good  one.  When  the  1914  class  graduated  he  gave  it  at  the 
Greek  Theater  and,  oh,  it  was  a  wonderful  speech.  He  used  to 
be  a  minister,  you  know.  He  graduated  from  Brown  University, 
I  think  it  was,  and  went  on  into  the  clergy  before  he  became 
a  president. 


Presidents  Wheeler  and  Barrows 


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Of  course,  then  they  left  the  campus  and  David  Prescott 
Barrows  was  the  president  for  my  last  year,  1914. 

That's  because  Wheeler  went  to  Europe? 

I  don't  know  where  he  went,  but  he  disappeared. 

I  think  he  did  go  to  Europe  and  that  was  the  time  he  met  the 


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Kaiser. 

Oh  yes,  I  remember  that.  There  was  some  talk  about  that. 
But  he  was  a  very  nice  man.  I  liked  him  very  much. 

Did  you  have  any  contact  with  Barrows? 

Oh  yes,  my  senior  year  I  saw  a  great  deal  of  President 
Barrows . 

How  would  you  contrast  him  with  Wheeler? 

[Pauses]  Well,  I  don't  know.  He  was  a  very  pleasant  man. 
He  was  a  very  jovial  man,  and  he  wasn't  stiff  at  all  or 
anything  like  that,  but  he  was  very  interested  in  college  and 
the  university  ms  a  university  and  I  think  he  was  very  popular 
with  the  faculty. 

When  I  hear  about  those  days  so  many  meetings  could  only 
happen  because  people  walked  instead  of  drove  and  they  had 
a  chance  to  talk. 

Oh,  yes.  There  were  just  several  cars.  I  remember  we  had  one 
girl  in  our  class  who  had  a  little  red  roadster  and  she  used 
to  drive.  But  there  were  very  few  cars.  You  walked. 

You  got  to  know  people  because  you  had  a  chance  to  talk  to 
them. 

Oh,  sure. 

Was  the  president's  house  a  place  where  student  events  took 
place? 

They  had  some  events  there.   I  remember  going  to  a  luncheon 
there  one  time  after  a  University  meeting;  he  invited  the 
speakers  to  lunch  afterwards. 

That  must  have  been  in  your  AWS  years. 
Yes. 


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University  YWCA 


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Riess:       junior  year?  What  were  your  activities  then? 

Stewart:     Well,  I  was  quite  active  in  the  YWCA  there.  The  girls  on  campus 
would  go  there  a  lot.  We  had  a  very  nice  scretary;  Lily 
Margaret  Sherman  her  name  was.  They  had  a  building  there  on 
Telegraph. 

Riess:       What  kinds  of  things  did  you  do?  Did  you  work  off  campus? 
Stewart:      No,  no,  we  worked  on  campus. 
Riess:       Doing  what? 

Stewart:      Having  meetings  and  doing  things  there  for  the  Y.  People,  the 
girls,  would  come  in  in  quantities. 

Riess:       You  mean  girls  from  the  town? 

Stewart:      No,  from  the  campus.  It  was  the  campus  YWCA.  She  was  the 
general  secretary  of  the  University  of  California. 

Riess:       Yes,  it's  just  that  I'm  used  to  the  kinds  of  activities  of  the 
University  Y  today,  like  going  out  and  doing  social  work  in  the 
community. 

Stewart:     They  didn't  do  much  of  that  sort  in  those  days.  It  was  just 

giving  girls  a  Christian  attitude  towards  life.  That  was  their 
goal,  I  think,  as  much  as  anything.  She  did  an  awful  lot  to 
help  girls  that  were  lonely  or  in  trouble  or  something  of  that 
sort.   She  was  very  good.* 

Riess:  Would  you  be  assigned  a  "little  sister"  or  somebody  to  work  with? 

Stewart:  Oh,  no.  I  don't  think  so.  I  never  was. 

Riess:  When  you  say  a  "Christian  attitude,"  what  does  that  mean? 

Stewart:  Prayer  meetings  and  things  like  that. 

Riess:       So  the  Y  was  one  of  your  activities  in  your  junior  year,  and  in 
your  sophomore  year  you  were  class  vice-president. 

Stewart:     Was  I?  I'd  forgotten  that. 
Riess :       Yes . 

Stewart:     Well,  when  we  went  over  there  to  college  we  went  over  eighty 
strong  from  Lowell  High  School  and,  of  course,  when  we'd  run 


*Mrs.  Stewart  continued  to  work  with  the  YWCA  in  Glendale, 
California  and  in  the  towns  in  the  east  where  she  and  her 
family  lived 


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Stewart:      for  office  we'd  get  elected  because  there  was  a  large  majority 
of  people  that  knew  other  people  and  would  say  "well,  he  is  a 
fine  person,"  or  "she  is — "  or  something. 


Campus  Offices  and  Torch  and  Shield 


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I  know  when  we  had  our  freshman  class  meeting,  somebody  nominated 
a  man,  who  was  really  a  nice  man,  in  fact  he  was  Milton  Marks' 
father,  [State]  Senator  Milton  Marks'  father.  He  got  up  and  said 
he  couldn't  do  anything  now,  but  later  on  he  might  be  interested, 
and  everybody  just  howled  because  everybody  was  saving  their 
steam  for  later  on.   [Laughter] 

Was  it  difficult  to  combine  the  academic  with  all  of  this  class 
activity?  Did  you  have  to  burn  the  midnight  oil? 

Sometimes  if  1  had  a  speech  1  had  to  burn  the  midnight  oil  a 
little  bit  because  I  wasn't  a  speech-maker. 

I  wondered  if  that  came  easily  to  you? 

It  didn'.t  come  so  easily.  1  even  took  a  public  speaking  course, 
a  couple  of  them. 

As  soon  as  you  were  elected  president  of  AWS  that  also  meant 
that  you  became  a  member  of  Prytanean? 

1  was  Prytanean  in  my  junior  year. 
What  was  that  for  then? 

Well,  1  had  mixed  in  a  lot  of  things  around  campus.  I  can't 
remember  exactly  what  all,  but  1  was  busy  around  campus. 

What  was  Torch  and  Shield?  Was  that  a  great  honor,  and  a  secret 
one? 

Yes,  you  weren't  supposed  to  tell  anyone  the  whole  year,  and 
then  at  the  Pilgrimage  time  at  the  graduation  you  wore  your 
ring,  and  I  thought  that  was  terrible. 

Whose  idea  was  this  whole  Torch  and  Shield  thing? 

I  think  this  emanated  from  the  dean's  office.   She  needed  some 


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Stewart:      help  with  problems  and  she  asked  several  people  and  they  joined 
this  little  group,  1  think;  I  may  be  wrong  about  it. 

Riess:       I  think  you're  right.   1  think  it  was  the  other  dean,  though. 

I  think  Lucy  Sprague  Mitchell  was  the  dean  who  thought  that  one 
out.*   How  were  you  asked? 

Stewart:      I  don't  remember  that. 

Riess:       Did  they  explain  to  you  what  your  job  would  be? 

Stewart:      It  was  as  an  advisory  capacity.  We  were  to  help  the  dean  in 
any  way  we  could  and  bring  to  her  things  that  needed  her 
attention,  and  things  of  that  sort.  But  we  didn't  do  very 
much. 

Riess:       Because  if  you  were  not  known  in  this  role,  then  things  might 
not  even  come  to  your  attention. 

Stewart:  They  were  more  liable  to  come  to  your  attention  than  if  they 
knew  you  were  a  member.  They'd  keep  things  from  you  if  they 
knew  you  were  a  member  of  that. 

It  really  was  hard  on  me.  I  was  very  upset  about  the  whole 
thing  because  one  of  my  very  best  friends  who  was  a  Tri  Delt 
and  became  senior  vice-president  of  the  class,  she  and  I  led  the 
procession  at  the  Pilgrimage,  and  it  really  hurt  her  terribly 
to  feel  that  1  had  been  there  all  year  and  had  never  said 
anything  about  it  because  I  couldn't,  and  I  felt  very  guilty 
about  the  whole  thing. 

Riess:       Of  course  you  couldn't,  you  were  on  your  honor. 

Stewart:      I  know  I  couldn't,  but  she  didn't — I  know  it  made  a  little 
difference  in  her  feelings.  All  year  I  had  been  doing  this 
kind  of  thing  and  not  saying  anything  about  it.  I  felt  very 
badly. 

Riess:       How  difficult.  It  sounds  like  you  were  really  spies. 

Stewart:      I  don't  think  we  were  spies  exactly,  but  we  were  to  bring 
to  the  dean's  attention  things  that  needed  correction. 

Riess:       On  what  order?  Give  an  example. 

Stewart:      I  didn't  do  any  of  it.   [Chuckles]  I  was  no  good  as  a  Torch 

and  Shield  member.  I  was  really  no  good  at  all  because  I  didn't 


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Stewart:      see  that  there  was  much  that  needed  attention  that  we  couldn't 
take  care  of  ourselves. 

Riess:       Would  these  be  matters  of  honor?  Of  cheating? 

Stewart:      No,  no,  nothing  of  that  sort.  I  mean  more  social  things.  Girls 
getting  too  friendly  with  boys  and  that  sort  of  stuff  that  she 
had  problems  over. 

Riess:       As  AWS  president  what  kind  of  liaison  role  had  you?  Were  you 
the  spokeswoman  for  women? 

Stewart:      Well,  I  would  go  to  the  president  about  different  things,  I 
can't  remember  what  for  instance,  but  1  would  go  to  him  Just 
once  in  a  very  great  while  when  I  needed  some  advice  on  some 
thing  or  other.  He  would  give  it  gladly. 

Riess:  Were  feminism  and  the  vote  issues  for  women? 

Stewart:  No. 

Riess:  So  you  weren't  doing  battle  for  women? 

Stewart:  No,  nothing  of  that  sort,  no. 


The  Campanile  Corner store  Ceremony 


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The  years  that  you  were  there  many  buildings  went  up  on  campus. 
In  that  period  of  time  under  John  Galen  Howard,  Durant  Hall  was 
finished,  the  Agriculture  Hall  was  finished,  Sather  Gate  and 
the  bridge,  and  Sather  Tower. 

I  think  a  little  part  more  of  the  Chemistry  Building  was  added 
on.  The  Doe  Library  1  think  was  built  around  that  time. 

That's  right.  It  was  just  finished  in  1911  too.  But  it  is 
striking  to  think  of  how  many  things  were  completed  just  then. 

The  population  of  the  campus  grew  quite  a  little  bit  and  I  think 
they  needed  more  buildings. 

What  is  in  the  cornerstone  of  the  Campanile  that  you  helped  to 
dedicate?  [March  18,  1914] 

Oh,  I  don't  know  what  all,  a  Daily  Cal  for  that  day  and,  oh, 


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I  don't  know,  a  lot  of  stuff. 

Who  selected  it? 

President  Wheeler  did. 

Was  there  a  great  gathering  for  that? 

Oh,  yes.  We  gathered  around  right  down  near  the  foundation 
of  it.  I  don't  think  they  had  loudspeakers.  The  crowd  was 
close  enough  so  they  could  hear  most  of  the  talk. 

Was  that  a  speech  that  you  had  to  rehearse  ahead  of  time? 

[Laughter]  Yes.  I  think,  as  I  remember,  that  I  took  the 
topic  of  the  bells.  We  all  chose  a  different  thing  to  talk 
about  and  I  talked  about  the  chimes. 


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When  you  were  rehearsing  your  speeches  would  you  do  it  in 
front  of  your  Tri  Delt  sisters? 

No,  I  don't  know  where  1  would  do  it.  I  would  try  to  get  off 
somewhere  by  myself. 

Do  you  recall  anything  of  Jessica  Peixotto? 

I  knew  her  but  I  don't  remember  anything  much  about  her. 

There  were  some  accomplished  women  at  Cal  then.  I  was  think 
ing  about  what  women  expected  that  they  might  do  with 
themselves,  and  who  they  could  look  to  among  their  professors 
to  see  that  there  were  no  limits. 

Grace  Bird,  for  instance,  was  the  dean  of  women  in  Bakers field, 
and  Marjorie  [Mclntosh]  Sutherland  was  a  dean  of  women 
somewhere  down  there. 

Are  these  girls  who  you  would  have  guessed  would  become — ? 

No,  1  never  would  have  guessed  that  Grace  Bird  would,  but 
Grace  Bird  1  think  still  is  quite  active. 


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She  was  an  awfully  nice  person,  and  I  don't  mean  but  well, 
yes,  she  could  have  been  a  leader  very  easily. 

How  about  some  of  the  others  who  were  just  really  outstanding 
in  your  recollection?  Grunsky? 

Clo tilde  Grunsky  [Taylor],  yes.  She's  still  active  in  the 
Alumni  Association.  She  writes  a  little  bit  about  the  1914 
class  in  the  alumni  bulletin. 

Any  of  them  you  would  have  expected  to  go  places  who  just 
disappeared  from  view  completely? 

Deborah  Dyer.  1  don't  know  whatever  became  of  her.  Deborah 
Dyer  and  Minerva  Halprin.  Oh,  there  were  quite  a  number  of 
girls  who  were  very  good  people. 

Deborah  Dyer  was  one  of  the  speakers  in  that  Campanile 
cornerstone  laying. 

Yes. 

And  J.L.  Schoolcraft — who  was  he? 

He  was  our  senior  president,  1  think. 

Aubrey  Drury.  Do  you  recall  him? 

Yes.  He  became  something  quite  famous  in  the  state  of 
California,  in  Save- The- Redwoods . 

That  was  Newton  Drury. 

Newton  Drury,  that's  right.  Aubrey  was  pretty  good  too. 
[He  was  a  writer  and  like  Newton,  a  conservationist.  S.R.] 

Donald  McLaughlin  was  in  your  class  too. 

He  was  a  tennis  player,  wasn't  he? 

1  know  that  his  mother  was  close  to  Mrs.  Hearst. 

Maybe  Donald  McLaughlin 's  mother  was  her  secretary  and  that 
was  why  Mrs.  Hearst  sent  a  special  train  up  to  Oakland  and 
took  us  all  down  to  Pleasanton  for  the  day,  the  whole  class, 
on  account  of  him. 


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Yes,  a  beautiful  sit-down  lunch.* 


Life  in  The  Sequoias;  Retirement 


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The  first  day  The  Sequoias  was  open  I  moved  in:  June  1,  1961. 
How  had  you  heard  about  it? 

I  heard  about  it  through  our  church  in  Saratoga.  There  was  a 
notice  sent  that  there  was  to  be  a  meeting  in  the  Los  Gatos 
Presbyterian  Church. 

Our  minister  spoke  to  me  about  it  because  I  was  at  loose 
ends.  My  husband  was  gone  and  this  great  big  house  that  we 
lived  in  up  there  on  the  hill  was  too  big  for  me  alone,  and 
the  children  didn't  like  me  to  be  alone,  and  all  that  stuff.** 
So  I  went  to  listen  to  this  man  and  1  was  so  fascinated  by  it 
that  I  came  home  and  wrote  a  check  and  applied  right  then  for 
coming  in. 

1  felt  that  it  was  just  near  enough  to  my  daughter,  who 
lived  in  Saratoga.  My  son  didn't  disapprove.  He  approved  of 
it  heartily.  He  said,  "Mother,  you  won't  live  with  either 
one  of  us  and  we  don't  want  you  living  alone  and  I  think  that's 
the  best  thing  you  can  do."  My  daughter  didn't  feel  that  way. 
She  felt  I  should  have  stayed  in  Saratoga  and  maybe  get  a 
smaller  house  with  a  white  picket  fence  and  give  cookies  to  the 
children.   [Laughter] 

Have  you  found  it  to  be  what  you  expected? 

Oh,  absolutely.   I  haven't  one  criticism  to  make  of  this  place 
in  all  that  time.  Of  course,  there  are  times  when  the  food 


*For  more,  see  McLaughlin,  Donald,  Careers  in  Mining  Geology 
and  Managment,  University  Governance  and  Teaching,  ROHO,  1975, 
p.  14. 

**"Sunshine  Hill"  in  Saratoga  was  designed  by  Hugh  Comstock  in 
1948.  Thomas  D.  Church  was  the  landscape  architect. 


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maybe  isn't  quite  as  good — but  it's  never  good  at  home  all 
the  time. 

How  about  the  population  of  people? 

Oh,  the  people  are  wonderful.  There  were  about  fifty  of  us 
who  came  in  the  first  day  and  we  became  very  close  friends, 
that  fifty.   It  was  two  weeks  or  so  before  some  more  came 
in;  they  let  us  get  settled  and  then  they  added  some  more. 
Of  course,  the  furniture  trucks  that  came  in  here  were  Just 
terrific!  They  had  to  wait  in  line  outside  to  come  in.  And, 
of  course,  the  place  wasn't  finished.  I  mean  the  buildings 
were  all  finished,  but  the  paths  weren't  in  and  oh,  it  was 
muddy ! 

You  were  discovering  familiar  faces  among  the  people? 

Oh,  yes.   I  knew  several  people  very  well.  I  knew  a  Mrs. 
Reese  very  well,  who's  a  friend  of  mine,  and  Alice  Porterfield 
and  Sue  Love  who  were  both  at  Cal  before  my  day.  I  had  a 
couple  of  friends  from  Saratoga  who  came  in  at  the  sane  tine 
1  did  and  a  couple  of  old  friends  that  came  in  later.  So  it 
wasn't  a  new  venture  completely.  The  part  of  it  that  I  loved 
was  the  fact  of  getting  acquainted  with  so  many  people  my  own 
age  and  my  own  walk  of  life  really.  They  were  just  not 
wealthy  but  they  were  not  poor.  Of  course,  now  you  have  to 
be  wealthy  to  come  in.   [Laughter] 

It's  gone  up  so? 

Oh  my,  it's  gone  up  in  price.  When  I  came  in,  this  place  was 
$16,000,  this  two-room,  and  now  it's  $32,000. 

When  you  said  you  applied,  was  there  a  committee  who  decided 
who  could  and  who  couldn't  come  in? 

Oh  yes,  you  had  to  make  out  an  application  and  you  had  to  have 
recommendations.  For  instance,  I  had  one  from  my  minister  and 
my  doctor  and  a  couple  of  other  people  who  recommended  me.  It 
was  kind  of  a  thing  to  do  to  become  a  member  here.  Well,  they 
still  have  to  go  through  quite  a  little  bit.  You  have  to  have 
a  medical  exam  before  you  come  in  so  they  know  you're  perfectly 
safe  for  awhile  to  come. 

I'm  curious  about  how  much  focus  there  is  on  the  problems  of 
illness  and  aging  and  so  on  among  the  residents?  Is  that  a 
topic  of  conversation? 


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Oh,  no,  no,  and  when  there's  a  death,  there's  just  a  little 
notice  in  The  Sequoia  which  is  our  magazine  which  simply 
says,  "In  memoriam,  So-and-So."  Of  course  people  have  died, 
quite  a  lot  of  them,  because  a  lot  of  them  were,  well — of 
course,  now  they're  limiting  it  so  you  can't  come  in  after 
you're  75,  but  before  that  there  wasn't  any  age  limit  so  some 
people  came  in  here  fairly  old  when  they  came  in.  But  there 
is  a  health  center  here  and  they  do  a  very  fine  job,  and  the 
nurses  come  around  and  you  can  have  food  in  your  room,  and 
when  you're  sick  they  have  tray  service.  All  in  all,  they 
take  awfully  good  care  of  you. 

There's  very  little  talk  about  ailments.  I  know  the  other 
day  I  met  another  woman  in  the  hall  over  there.  She  said, 
"Hello,  Jessie." 

I  said,  "Hello,  how  are  you?" 

She  said,  "Do  you  really  want  to  know?"  and  I  said,  "No!" 
and  we  both  laughed  and  went  on  our  way.   [Laughter] 

You  say,  "How  are  you?"  so  easily.   "Do  you  really  want 
to  know?  I  could  give  you  an  organ  recital  if  you  wanted  it!" 

It  seems  a  very  independent  life.  It  could  be  lonely. 

Well,  it  isn't  though  because  you  have  activities.  There's 
square  dancing  every  Wednesday  night;  they  have  a  caller  and 
sometimes  they  have  eight  squares.  They  have  current  events 
on  Wednesday  mornings ;  a  man  comes  from  the  school  and  we  pay 
for  that  lecture.  Then  they  have  Friday  night  entertainment 
and  they  have  Monday  night  bingo,  so  consequently  if  you  wanted 
to  you  could  be  busy  all  the  time. 

There  are  eighteen  buildings  here  and  one  hostess  in  each 
building  and  when  a  newcomer  comes  in  they  generally  go  to 
meals  with  them  for  a  time  or  two  and  show  them  what  to  do  and 
how  to  go  about  wrapping  your  garbage  and  things  like  that. 
They  have  it  all  organized. 

They  have  a  council  here  of  twelve  people. 
Did  you  get  involved  with  that? 

I  was  president  one  year.   [Chuckles]  I  didn't  want  to  be. 
The  president  died  and  I  took  over  for  the  rest  of  his  year, 
which  was  only  two  months,  and  then  I  made  a  little  speech 
and  I  said,  "Now,  I  want  it  definitely  understood  that  I  an 


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not  to  go  on  another  year.  I  did  this,  and  I  filled  in  for 
Wes,  and  I  was  glad  to  do  it.  But  I  don't  want  to  go  on." 

So  when  they  took  the  vote  there  were  eleven  for  me, 
and  one  for  somebody  that  I  voted  for.   [Laughter]  They 
just  thought  it  was  a  good  thing  and  they'd  keep  me  on 
instead  of  trying  to  change  in  the  middle  of  the  stream. 

And  because  the  tape  is  about  to  end,  this  seems  like  a  good 
stopping-place.  Thank  you  very  much,  Mrs.  Stewart. 


Transcriber:  Michelle  Stafford 

Final  Typist:  Leslie  Goodman-Malamuth 


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APPENDICES 


A.  James  W.  Harris,  The  Cable  Car  Reaches  Maturity, 

from  Edgar  M.  Kahn,  Cable  Car  Days  in  San  Francisco. 


B.  Jessie  Harris  Stewart  Interview,  from  The  Prytaneans . 
an  Oral  History  of  The  Prytanean  Society.  Its  Members 
and  Their  University  1901-1920. 


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CHAPTER  IX 
JAMES  W.  HARRIS 

THE  CABLE  CAR  REACHES  MATURITY 

STANDS  on  die  southwest  corner  of  California 
and  Hyde  streets  a  two-story,  out-of-date,  wooden  build 
ing.  The  old-fashioned  bay  windows  command  an  excellent 
view  of  the  busy  intersection.  From  the  basement  rises  the 
monotonous  hum  of  drive  shafts,  wheels,  and  motors.  From 
the  slots  in  the  middle  of  Hyde  and  California  streets  emanates 
the  song  of  the  cables,  suggesting  the  pulse  beat  of  a  metrop 
olis.  This  building,  which  was  reconstructed  after  the  fire,  is 
divided  into  two  parts.  The  wooden  portion  houses  the  Cali 
fornia  Street  Cable  Railroad  Company's  executive  offices.  The 
brick  structure  houses  its  cars  and  the  power  plant  for  its  cables. 
The  interior  of  the  building  has  remained  virtually  unchanged 
since  1906.  Groups  of  blue-uniformed  conductors  and  gripmen, 
waiting  to  relieve  platform  men  on  duty,  are  often  found  stand 
ing  around  the  entrance. 

On  the  second  floor  one  finds  a  dark  office  on  the  door  of 

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from  Edgar  M.  Kahn,  Cable  Car  Days  in  San  Francisco. 
Stanford  University  Press,  1944. 


Cable  Car  Days  in  San  Francisco 

which  is  inscribed  the  word  "President."  Here,  facing  the  win 
dow,  sits  an  aging  man.  When  one  approaches  him  he  has 
probably  just  completed  the  sale  of  a  book  of  school  tickets  and 
is  waving  a  bewildered  child  out  of  the  office.  A  sparkle  is  in 
his  eyes  and  a  kindly  smile  plays  about  his  lips  as  he  remarks: 
"The  selling  of  weekly  tickets  to  school  kids  is  one  of  the  func 
tions  of  the  president  of  this  company." 

From  his  out-of-date  desk  with  its  crowded  pigeonholes  and 
with  papers  relating  to  pending  business  piled  on  its  top,  Presi 
dent  Harris  is  able  to  look  down  on  the  cable  crossing,  from 
which,  for  over  half  a  century,  the  cars  have  kept  moving  over 
the  hills.  He  is  the  one  man  who,  because  of  his  close  connec 
tion  with  the  company  since  its  inception,  is  in  an  excellent  posi 
tion  to  discuss  its  history.  He  is  probably  the  only  living  man 
who  has  been  affiliated  uninterruptedly  for  sixty  years  with  the 
same  streetcar  company. 

Harris  tells  the  following  story: 

I  was  born  at  Pictou,  Nova  Scotia,  on  December  28,  1854.  There 
were  nine  children  in  our  family.  I  left  my  place  of  birth  for  die  United 
States  when  I  was  seventeen  years  old,  worked  for  a  while  in  Massa 
chusetts,  Rhode  Island,  Illinois,  and  then  moved  on  to  California,  the 
land  of  unlimited  opportunities. 

The  train  took  eleven  days  to  cross  the  continent.  The  trip  over  the 
prairies,  at  twenty-five  miles  an  hour,  was  rough,  dusty  and  monoto 
nous.  George  Pullman's  new  palaces  on  wheels  were  operating  in  the 
East,  but  only  day  coaches  were  supplied  to  Western  travel.  At  night 
I  would  adjust  the  seat  in  an  attempt  to  secure  some  comfort  and  sleep. 
A  considerable  part  of  the  food  I  needed  on  the  journey  I  took  with 
me.  A  stove  in  the  car  was  used  to  prepare  some  simple  dishes  and 
to  make  coffee.  There  were  frequent  shifts  along  the  line,  as  there 
were  several  independent  railroads  interconnecting;  engines  had  to  be 
changed,  and  delays  were  the  rule  rather  than  the  exception. 

Somewhere  in  Utah  our  progress  was  blocked  by  a  landslide.  The 
conductor  informed  us  that  k  would  be  days  before  a  train  could  pass. 
I  had  the  alternative  of  either  returning  with  the  train  to  the  last  sta 
tion  or  walking  ahead  three  miles  to  where  the  conductor  could  tele- 

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graph  for  an  "extra"  to  take  us  on.  I  decided  to  walk  ahead,  and  shall 
never  forget  that  adventure.  The  rain  poured  down  pitilessly,  and  fit 
ful  gusts  of  wind  drove  sheets  of  water  into  our  faces.  Our  feet  sank 
deep  into  the  mud,  and  we  had  to  push  through  brush  and  wade  shallow 
streams  before  we  finally  arrived  at  the  next  depot,  which  was  nothing 
but  a  slab  shanty.  The  only  sign  of  life  was  a  scraggy,  half-drowned 
chicken  wandering  aimlessly  about  After  a  while  a  woman  appeared 
wearing  a  calico  bonnet  and  holding  her  scanty  skirts.  She  was  will 
ing  enough  to  make  us  comfortable;  but  not  a  mouthful  of  anything 
in  the  way  of  food,  not  even  a  cracker,  was  to  be  had,  and  we  saw  the 
dinner  hour  come  and  go,  in  a  state  of  melancholy  depression.  After  six 
hours  of  waiting  an  "extra"  arrived  and  we  resumed  our  journey.  The 
eager  discussion  of  this  last  adventure  drew  us  closer  together,  leading 
to  a  pleasant  companionship  among  the  passengers,  who  turned  out  to 
be  quite  a  congenial  lot.  I  was  then  about  twenty  years  old,  but  looked 
rather  mature  for  my  age.  Of  course  I  was  a  total  stranger  in  the  West, 
and  while  I  had  a  sister  living  in  San  Francisco  I  did  not  even  know  her 
address. 

As  we  ncared  our  destination,  a  fellow  came  through  the  train  offer 
ing  information  and  assistance.  He  introduced  himself  as  a  Wells  Fargo 
agent,  and  he  looked  the  part— tall,  strong,  and  of  the  true  Western 
type.  Prefacing  his  statements  with  the  remark  that  he  was  not  allowed 
to  do  any  soliciting,  he  emphatically  recommended  the  American  Ex 
change  as  the  best  place  at  which  to  put  up.  Whether  Wells  Fargo  and 
Company  had  an  interest  in  that  particular  hostelry  or  the  hotel  gave 
the  agent  a  commission  for  drumming  up  business,  I  never  knew  nor 
cared.  Those  were  the  days  when  the  hotels  had  their  horse  carriages 
at  the  Broadway  Depot  and  the  driver  with  the  loudest  voice  had  the 
best  chance  at  the  business. 

My  first  impression  of  San  Francisco  was  favorable,  and  I  remem 
ber  quite  distinctly  saying  to  a  young  fellow  who  traveled  with  me: 
"Here  is  where  I  am  going  to  stay."  And  I  made  a  resolution  then  and 
there  to  make  good  in  this  promising  community. 

San  Francisco  was  a  young  city;  everything  looked  new;  every 
body  seemed  to  have  something  to  do-^ife  was  free.  The  town  was 
renowned  for  men  of  wealth  and  accomplishment  and  for  its  beauti 
ful  women.  It  was  the  westernmost  outpost  of  civilization,  and  the 
heart  of  the  West. 

My  interest  in  cable  cars  began  when  I  first  saw  a  little  vehicle 
tugging  its  way  up  the  Clay  Street  hill  without  being  pushed  or  pulled 

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by  any  visible  mechanism.  I  shall  never  forget  the  thrill  of  seeing  the 
car  moving  along  without  any  engine  or  horse  propelling  it 

I  had  hardly  any  money  left,  but  easily  secured  my  first  job,  which 
paid  me  a  few  dollars  a  day.  For  eighteen  months  I  was  employed  at 
a  quicksilver  mine  in  Lake  County,  at  an  unattractive,  barren,  God 
forsaken  place.  When  the  carpentry  work  for  which  I  was  hired  was 
completed,  I  was  overjoyed  to  return  to  San  Francisco  and  determined 
to  be  more  discriminating  in  the  future  as  to  the  jobs  I  would  accept 

My  next  employment  was  with  James  B.  Haggin  and  Lloyd  Tevis 
in  Kern  County  on  a  90,ooo-acre  ranch.  While  working  there  I  made 
one  of  my  periodic  trips  to  make  purchases  at  a  grocery  store  in  one  of 
the  communities  near  by.  There  I  was  confronted  with  the  spectacle  of 
five  Mexicans  being  hanged  in  a  courtyard.  I  shall  never  forget  that 
gruesome  sight.  Their  offense  was  horse  stealing,  which  had  become 
so  commonplace  that  law-abiding  men  had  to  take  justice  in  their 
own  hands. 

A  short  time  later  I  heard  of  a  job  and  was  advised  to  call  regarding 
it  on  Henry  Root  in  the  three-story  brick  building  on  the  corner  of 
Fourth  and  Townsend  streets.  This  building  housed  the  offices  of  the 
Central  Pacific  Railroad  Company.  Henry  Root  was  connected  with 
the  Pacific  Improvement  Company,  a  construction  subsidiary  of  the 
Central  Pacific.  He  engaged  me  as  a  carpenter  with  the  California 
Street  Railroad  at  $2.50  a  day.  The  Pacific  Improvement  Company 
had  constructed  the  cable  system  for  Leland  Stanford.  I  started  to 
work  in  April  1879,  when  the  line  was  being  extended  from  Fillmore 
Street  to  Presidio  Avenue.  The  date  was  approximately  a  year  after  the 
company  had  begun  operations.  It  was  my  duty  to  repair  the  cars.  I 
soon  became  shop  foreman  and  later  master  mechanic.  In  1889  I  had 
charge  of  the  extension  work  along  Hyde,  Jones,  and  OTarrell  streets 
and  also  of  the  extension  from  Kearny  to  Drumm  Street,  where  S.  H. 
Holmes  was  employed  as  engineer.  In  1909  I  became  vice-president 
and  general  manager  and  was  given  a  place  on  the  Board  of  Directors. 
Upon  the  death  of  J.  Henry  Meyer  in  1922  I  was  elected  to  succeed 
him  as  president  and  also  retained  my  former  tide  of  General 
Manager. 

Previous  to  my  taking  charge  of  the  road,  our  cables  were  pur 
chased  from  various  companies,  including  Roebling's  and  some  English 
and  German  concerns.  I  came  to  the  conclusion  that  it  would  be 
more  satisfactory  to  have  the  cables  made  locally,  although  the  price 

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might  be  somewhat  higher.  The  California  Wire  Works,  with  whom 
Hallidie  was  connected,  was  in  a  position  to  meet  our  needs. 

In  the  early  days  of  the  California  Street  Cable  Railroad  Company, 
I  became  acquainted  with  Governor  Leland  Stanford,  whom,  of  course, 
I  had  known  by  reputation.  I  can  remember  his  silk  hat,  his  gold 
cane,  his  long-tailed  coat,  low  vest,  black  tie,  and  turned-down  collar. 
He  was  a  large  burly  man  with  a  ruddy  complexion,  and  his  gray-blue 
eyes  were  deep-set.  He  spoke  with  a  low  and  melodious  voice.  He 
enjoyed  a  high  degree  of  popularity,  which  was  well  deserved  because 
of  his  vigorous  and  resourceful  character.  On  the  street  when  they  met 
the  "old  man,"  all  who  knew  him  would  take  off  their  hats,  and  the 
Governor  would  courteously  return  the  salutation.  He  was  credited 
with  being  the  father  of  the  Republican  Party  in  California.  Before 
coming  to  the  Coast,  he  practiced  law  in  Wisconsin  and  this  qualifica 
tion  and  experience  was  of  great  value  to  him  in  many  ways  in  his 
subsequent  career.  It  is  a  mistaken  idea  that  Leland  Stanford's  influ 
ence  rested  wholly  on  his  wealth.  He  was  a  born  leader  and  made  his 
influence  felt  in  every  community  where  he  lived.  The  private  life  of 
this  pioneer  was  simplicity  itself.  He  was  slow  spoken,  direct  and 
earnest  in  conversation,  and  religious  at  heart.  His  educational  ideals 
were  inspired  by  a  conception  of  teaching  and  training  for  usefulness 
in  life.  ' 

One  of  the  best  stories  I  heard  Leland  Stanford  tell  was  during  the 
gay  'nineties  when  gentlemen  wore  expensive  diamond  and  pearl  studs 
in  their  shirt  fronts.  In  later  days,  the  diamond  studs  were  worn  only 
by  gamblers  and  saloon  men.  When  Charles  Crocker  returned  from 
his  European  trip,  he  showed  his  friends  his  pearl  studs  bought  in  Paris. 
He  was  proud  of  them  and  showed  them  to  the  Governor. 

"Rather  expensive?"  asked  Stanford. 

"Yes,  but  I  like  them,"  replied  Crocker. 

Next  day  when  the  two  met  at  a  directors'  meeting,  the  Governor 
asked  Crocker  to  see  him  for  a  moment. 

"Charlie,  what  do  you  think  of  my  pearl  studs  ?"  asked  Stanford. 

"My  golly!  they  arc  beautiful.  Really,  they  are  better  than  mine. 
Where  did  you  get  them?" 

"Oh,  well,  I  bought  them  in  San  Francisco." 

"Rather  expensive?" 

The  Governor  chuckled:  "Charlie,  I  discovered  them  in  a  store  on 
Market  Street.  I  gave  the  man  three  dollars  for  them." 

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I  recall  another  prank  played  by  Stanford  of  which  Crocker  was 
the  target  In  those  days  these  two  bosom  friends  would  drive  their 
fast  horses  through  Golden  Gate  Park  with  such  speed  that  one  day 
a  park  policeman  lost  his  patience  and  stopped  Stanford  to  remonstrate 
with  him.  The  Governor  was  always  suave  and  pleasant. 

"Officer,  you  are  right,"  he  said;  "but  don't  stop  me  this  time. 
Charles  Crocker  is  right  behind  me  going  just  as  fast  as  myself,  pinch 
him  instead  of  me." 

Whereupon,  with  a  smile,  he  lightly  tapped  his  animal  with  the 
reins  and  the  horse  raced  away.  Look  ing  back  he  saw  that  Crocker  had 
been  stopped  by  the  same  policeman,  as  had  been  suggested. 

The  earthquake  marked  the  passing  of  the  time-honored  institu 
tion  of  the  livery  stable,  which  was  in  some  respects  the  prototype  of 
today's  garage.  A  good  part  of  the  livery  stable's  income  was  derived 
from  the  Sunday  buggy  rides  through  Golden  Gate  Park  to  the  Cliff 
House.  When  the  horses  were  returned  on  Sunday  night,  the  stable- 
keeper  never  failed  to  make  the  same  comment:  "You've  druv  this 
boss  purty  hard,  young  man."  In  those  days  it  required  no  license  to 
drive  a  horse,  and  almost  every  male  knew  how  to  handle  the  ribbons. 
Patient  Dobbin  in  his  time  served  his  task  faithfully,  and  today  when 
one  sees  a  "nag"  carrying  on  instead  of  being  in  the  pasture  to  enjoy 
his  few  remaining  years,  one  might  be  reminded  of  those  bygone  days 
when  the  prominent  Nob  Hill  dwellers  considered  it  important  to 
maintain  their  own  stables. 

From  this  bay  window  overlooking  California  Street  I  have  ob 
served  the  different  ways  women  use  to  stop  the  cable  cars.  Their 
attitudes  and  facial  expressions  are  characteristic  and  seem  to  offer  a 
clue  to  their  individuality.  Por  example,  there  is  a  severe,  long-faced, 
old-maid  type.  She  raises  her  arm  almost  as  soon  as  she  can  distinguish 
the  figure  of  a  gripman  and  with  her  forefinger  takes  deadly  aim  at 
his  eyes.  The  workings  of  her  mind  are  written  all  over  her  face.  Her 
countenance  speaks,  saying,  "Pass  me  at  your  peril."  The  fear  that  a 
car  may  not  stop  is  latent  in  the  majority  of  women's  minds.  This 
accounts  for  their  extraordinary  earnestness  and  energy  in  halting  it. 
They  frequently  overlook  the  fact  that  the  management  has  a  service 
to  perform  and  depends  upon  its  patrons'  fares  to  pay  wages.  Some 
women  gesticulate  with  both  arms,  much  as  if  they  were  signaling  a 
locomotive  to  prevent  an  accident.  Anxiety  is  registered  all  over  their 
faces.  When  the  car  stops  they  probably  feel  convinced  that  a  single 

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gesture  less  on  their  part  would  have  failed  to  bring  it  to  a  halt.  The 
fact  that  the  gripman  is  employed  for  the  purpose  to  stop  for  passen 
gers,  and  is  particularly  instructed  to  do  so,  apparently  does  not  enter 
their  minds.  Very  often  young  and  pretty  women  who  have  faith  in 
die  power  of  their  personal  appeal  merely  incline  their  heads  grace 
fully  toward  the  gripman,  certain  that  he  and  all  the  world  are  eager 
to  serve  them.  There  is  also  the  humble  woman,  with  her  baskets  and 
bundles.  She  knows  by  reason  of  her  parcels  that  she  will  be  unwel 
come  to  passengers  and  conductor,  and  the  knowledge  makes  her  shy 
or  defiant  in  proportion  to  the  sweetness  or  bitterness  of  her  nature. 

During  the  years  that  I  have  been  connected  with  the  company  I 
have  trained  myself  to  give  careful  attention  to  the  details  of  my  work. 
As  a  mechanic  in  the  company's  shop  I  gathered  a  great  deal  of  expe 
rience  which  later  proved  valuable  to  me  as  superintendent.  Many 
and  varied  were  the  episodes  I  witnessed. 

One  of  them,  which  I  particularly  like  to  relate,  happened  one 
morning  in  connection  with  my  difficulty  in  opening  the  office  safe. 
I  was  compelled  to  send  for  an  expert  locksmith.  He  came  and  tried 
the  combination,  but  for  some  reason  it  did  not  release  the  bolts  of  the 
lock.  He  listened  to  the  sounds  made  in  turning  the  dial,  and  as  he 
could  not  get  satisfactorily  by  ear  the  sounds  that  he  wanted,  he  placed 
one  end  of  a  straight-grained  piece  of  wood  between  his  teeth  and 
rested  the  other  end  on  the  rim  of  a  disk  containing  the  dial.  By  this 
means  the  sounds  were  conducted  to  his  brain,  enabling  him  to  make 
the  mechanism  click;  and,  presto,  the  lock  yielded  and  the  safe  was 
opened.  The  operation  took  about  twenty  minutes.  I  asked  him  what 
his  charge  was,  and  he  told  me  it  amounted  to  fifteen  dollars. 

I  pointed  out  that  it  took  him  only  twenty  minutes  to  do  the  work 
and  that  forty  minutes  would  cover  the  time  of  the  absence  from  his 
shop  and  insisted  that  he  render  me  an  itemized  bill.  The  safe-opener 
complied  with  my  request,  and  this  was  his  bill: 

Cable  carfare  to  and  from  shop $    .10 

Time  absent— 40  minutes 1.00 

Knowing  how   13.90 

$15.00 

I  appreciated  the  force  of  logic  contained  in  the  last  item  and  paid 
the  bill  without  further  comment. 

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I  have  always  enjoyed  good  relations  with  our  platform  men.  For 
the  past  fifty-two  years  I  have  conscientiously  endeavored  to  be  fair  in 
my  dealings  with  them  and  helpful  to  our  employees  whenever  I  could. 
Perhaps1  the  confidence  the  men  had  in  me  was  a  contributing  factor 
inducing  the  Market  Street  Railway  people  to  make  me  an  offer  to 
work  for  them.  That  was  in  1902,  when  Charles  Holbrook  was  presi 
dent.  Their  strike  had  just  been  settled,  and  the  management  wanted 
me  as  superintendent.  The  offer  did  not  attract  me  because  I  was  satis 
fied  where  I  was.  In  1913  I  was  invited  by  Supervisors  Vogelsang  and 
Hayden  to  accept  the  superintendency  of  the  Municipal  Railway.  Al 
though  I  had  the  assurance  of  the  fullest  confidence  of  Mayor  James 
Rolph,  Jr.,  the  Board  of  Supervisors,  and  the  Department  of  Public 
Works,  I  could  not  persuade  myself  to  make  a  change.  The  California 
Street  Cable  Railroad  Company  was  my  pet,  and  no  other  system  could 
have  the  same  appeal. 

I  remember  the  consolidation  of  the  principal  railways  of  the  city 
in  1893.  At  that  time  it  appeared  as  if  too  much  capital  stock  had  been 
issued  for  the  various  lines.  The  Market  Street  Railway  people  received 
$13,500,000  in  shares  for  their  system,  the  Omnibus  Company  $3,000,000 
for  their  property,  and  the  Ferries  and  Cliff  House  owners  $1,500,000 
for  their  franchise,  rolling  stock,  and  real  estate.  With  that  amalgama 
tion,  the  Market  Street  Cable  Company,  Market  and  Fairmont,  Park 
and  Ocean,  Potrero  and  Bayview,  Southern  Heights  and  Visitacion 
Valley,  City  Railway  Company,  Central  Railway  Company,  Omnibus 
Railway,  North  Beach  and  Mission,  and  Ferries  and  Cliff  House  systems 
ceased  to  exist.  In  1902  die  United  Railroads  took  over  the  operation  of 
die  Market  Street,  Sutler,  Sutro,  and  San  Mateo  Lines. 

In  1907  die  Market  Street  Railway  Company,  under  the  presidency 
of  Patrick  Calhoun,  acquired  one  thousand  shares  of  the  California 
Street  Cable  Company's  capital  stock.  The  shares  were  purchased  from 
die  Fireman's  Fund  Insurance  Company,  with  die  intention  of  eliminat 
ing  farther  competition.  These  plans  were  changed  subsequently  and 
the  investment  was  liquidated  in  1917.  This  abandonment  was  ill- 
advised,  when  one  considers  die  excellent  earnings  of  die  California 
Street  Cable  Railroad  Company  through  die  years.  The  record  of  die 
profits  under  Stanford's  stewardship  is  not  available,  but  it  is  a  known 
fact  that  the  investment  was  a  lucrative  one.  Up  to  1940  die  company  had 
paid  approximately  six  hundred  dollars  a  share  in  dividends  upon  die 
original  per  share  investment  of  sixty  dollars.  In  addition,  the  earnings 

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were  sufficient  to  replace  the  rails  in  1908,  to  retire  $960,000  of  the  First 
Mortgage  Six  Per  Cent  Bonds  which  were  issued  to  finance  the  con 
struction  of  the  Hyde  Street  Line,  to  build  a  new  power  plant,  and  to 
defray  the  cost  of  the  extension  from  Kearny  Street  to  Drumm  Street — 
all  this  on  the  basis  of  the  five-cent  fare  which  was  instituted  over  sixty- 
five  years  ago.  The  policy  of  the  company  is  to  maintain  this  five-cent 
fare  upon  the  twelve  miles  of  track  it  now  operates,  in  spite  of  the  fact 
that  seven  and  one-half  cents  is  die  average  prevailing  rate  throughout 
the  United  States. 

Furthermore,  the  properties,  as  carried  on  the  books,  have  been 
written  down  to  the  maximum  extent  allowed  by  the  California  Rail 
road  Commission  and  a  high-grade  investment  portfolio  has  been  ac 
cumulated  through  the  years,  available  as  a  reserve  against  losses  due 
to  accidents  and  other  unforeseen  contingencies. 

One  must  not  overlook  the  rapid  changes  that  are  taking  place  in 
mass  transportation.  The  recent  improvement  in  streamlined  trolley 
cars,  die  developments  in  die  field  of  diesel  power  and  super  busses  have 
been  noteworthy.  I  hesitate  to  prophesy  what  the  future  holds  for  die 
remaining  cable-car  lines  in  San  Francisco.  The  history  of  this  com 
pany  has  been  so  closely  interwoven  with  die  growth  of  this  city  that 
its  future  arouses  considerable  interest  with  sentimental-minded  citizens. 

Mr.  Harris  finished.  A  satisfied  smile  conveyed  the  thought 
that  he  had  nothing  further  to  say.  His  eyes  seemed  to  moisten 
a  trifle  as  he  turned  in  his  chair  and  resumed  reading  the  corre 
spondence  awaiting  his  attention. 


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Jessie  Harris  Stewart 
Interviewer:  Margaret  Marshall 

Date:  April,  1969 

Portola  Valley,  California 


Int.:  I'm  Margaret  Marshall,  class  of  1955,  and  I  have  four 
lovely  alumnae  of  Prytanean  from  the  Berkeley  campus  here  at  The 
Sequoias  today.  We  have  Alice  Porterfield,  class  of  1908  (q.v.); 
Jessie  Harris  Stewart,  class  of  19K;  Josephine  Miller  Powell,  class 
of  1916  (aii.)j  and  Leila  Berry  Thornburg,  class  of  1917  (q.v.). 

Mrs.  Stewart,  what  do  you  remember  about  how  you  became  a 

Prytanean? 

JHS;   Well,  I  was  Just  searching  my  mind,  and  I  don't  under 
stand  how  I  ever  made  Prytanean  because  I  can't  remember  anything 
I  did  in  my  junior  year.  I  was  a  little  bit  more  prominent  in  BQT 
senior  year  [laugh].  I  was  in  the  YWCA  and  just  general  roustabout 
around  the  campus.  But  in  pinpointing  it  to  any  one  thing,  I  don't 
know;  I  don't  think  I  deserved  to  be  in  it. 

Int.;  What  did  you  do  the  night  that  you  were  initiated  into 

Prytanean? 

JHS;   Well,  I  was  rushing  chairman  at  our  house  that  night, 
and  they  were  having  a  big  dinner  party  and  I  was  helping  in  the 
kitchen.  And  I  dumped  a  whole  can  of  cayenne  pepper  in  the  salad 
[laughing],  which  was  a  terrific  thing  and  set  me  off  in  a  very 
queer  mood  for  the  Prytanean  initiation  because  I  was  exhausted  and 
completely  upset.  So  I  got  the  giggles  during  the  initiation,  which 
is  a  beautiful  initiation,  and  I  was  mightily  ashamed  of  myself 
[laughing] . 

Int. :  What  influence  did  your  experiences  at  Cal,  including 
Prytanean,  have  on  your  later  life? 

JHS;   I  don't  know  that  Prytanean  did  any  more  for  me  than 
any  fine  organization  would  have  in  making  me  have  some  ideals  that 
I  didn't  have  before.  Because  as  I  look  back  on  that  initiation  and 
listened  to  it  many  times  afterwards  (after  I'd  gotten  over  the 
giggles),  I  realized  that  it  was  a  very  beautiful  ceremony  and  that 
it  couldn't  help  but  make  us  better  people  for  it.  But  I  don't  know 
that  it  ever  exerted  any  influence  on  my  life  in  the  world,  aside 
from  making  me  better,  maybe. 

Int.:  I  think  that's  important!  What  have  you  done  since  you 
graduated? 


JHS:   I  married  a  Standard  Oil  man,  as  Leila  [Berry  Thornburg] 
did,  but  we  stayed  in  this  country.  Most  of  our  married  life  was 
spent  on  the  East  coast.  I  was  in  Boston  and  Rhode  Island  and 
Washington,  D.  C. 

U3T;   How  many  times  did  you  move? 

JHS;   We  moved  about  23  times  [laughing]  in  the  time  that  we 
were  married.  But  I  managed  to  do  little  things  in  the  town  that 
I'd  be  in,  like  work  on  YWCA  and  Girl  Scouts  and  take  turns  along 
with  my  children  and  do  church  work. 

Int. t  Those  are  all  important  things  anyway. 
JHS;   That's  right. 

Int. :  Back  to  the  campus,  would  you  like  to  comment  on  the 
relationship  between  Prytanean  and  Torch  and  Shield?  Alice  Porter- 
field  said  that  Torch  and  Shield  was  forced  in  1908  to  help  the  first 
Dean  of  Women,  and  it  was  characterized  by  extreme  secrecy. 

JHS;   Some  of  the  girls  resented  it,  because  all  year  long  you 
were  right  with  these  girls  and  they  were  not  members  and  you  were. 

Int. :  Right.  And  you  were  aware  of  everything  that  was  going 
on.  That  was  its  purpose  really;  our  membership  was  composed  of 
people  from  several  different  activities  on  the  campus. 

JHS;   I  always  felt  that  it  wouldn't  have  hurt  for  them  never 
to  have  known.  Really,  from  the  point  of  view  of  doing  some  good  and 
making  no  enemies,  it  would  have  been  better  if  we  could  have  left 
college  not  having  anybody  know  we'd  ever  been  in  that  small  group. 
If  we  were  wanting  to  serve  the  University  and  serve  the  Dean,  it 
wasn't  necessary  to  wear  our  rings  at  Commencement  time. 

Int. :  No.  Well,  actually  we  wore  our  rings  the  whole  senior 
year.  They  knew  who  we  were,  but  they  didn't  know  what  our  purposes 
were.  Mortar  Board  had  an  investigation  of  all  women's  groups  on  the 
campus  and  wondered  who  they  all  were  and  wanted  to  know  what  Torch 
and  Shield  was.  Our  group  got  together  and  wrote  a  poem.  I  forget 
the  details  except  that  the  end  of  it  was  "Are  we  in  heaven,  are  we 
in  hell?  You'll  never  find  out,  and  we'll  never  tell!"  [All  laugh.] 

JHS;   But  you  see  in  our  year,  and  I  don't  know  how  long  it 
lasted,  we  didn't  wear  our  rings  until  Commencement,  and  that  created 
a  great  deal  of  bad  feeling  among  the  other  women  who  really  were  as 
eligible  as  we  were. 

Int.;  It's  just  a  very  small  group,  and  it's  hard  to  include 
everyone . 

JHS:   I  think  it's  better  to  wear  the  ring  all  year. 


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Int.;  Yes,  everyone  knew  who  we  were.  Now  are  there  any 
things  that  you  can  remember  especially  that  are  real  highlights  of 
your  four  years  at  the  University? 

JHS:   Well,  I  remember  one  thing.  During  my  senior  year  in 
19H,  the  Campanile  was  completed.  And  I  was  one  of  the  speakers 
when  it  was  dedicated.  And  our  names  went  in  the  cornerstone,  you 
know. 

Int.:  Your  name  is  there  now  then! 

JHS:   Yes,  it's  gone  into  the  box  that  went  into  the  corner 
stone.  That  was  a  real  event  in  our  lives,  when  the  Campanile  was 
built. 

Int . ;  That's  interesting.  Do  you  remember  what  you  said? 

JHS:   Oh,  no!  Some  time  I  could  show  you  a  picture  of  what  I 
wore,  the  most  terrible-looking  suit  that  came  to  the  ground.  It 
was  a  blue  suit,  and  I  had  a  hat  that  looked  like  a  coal  scuttle. 
I  was  very  well-dressed,  in  1914  style. 

Int. :  What  did  you  wear  for  just  every  day  to  campus?  This 
is  something  that  students  now  might  be  interested  in. 

LBT:   Middy  blouses! 

JHS;   These  Peter  Pan  sailor  navy  blue  suits  with  the  cuffs. 
And  we  also  wore  skirts  and  sweaters. 

JMP:   I  can't  remember  anything  except  the  middy  blouses. 
AWP;   We  had  a  man  tailor  in  San  Francisco  who  made  the  suits. 

JHS;   We  bought  ours  at  Hastings.  But  remember  the  little 
old  gentleman  down  on  the  waterfront  named  Joe  Harris  who  sold  niddy 
blouses?  We  used  to  get  them  there.  That  was  my  [maiden]  name,  and 
I  was  always  getting  kidded  about  my  father  who  sold  the  middy 
blouses  [laughs]. 

Int. :  What  do  you  remember  most  about  the  Earthquake  and  Fire 
of  1906,  Mrs.  Stewart? 

JHS;   The  most  vivid  memory  I  have  of  the  whole  thing  is  dash 
ing  to  my  family's  front  window  on  California  Street  and  seeing  one 
of  the  two  complete  steeples  of  St.  Dominic's  Church  coae  crashing 
down.  It  just  skimmed  right  off  the  roof.  It  was  four  or  five 
blocks  away  but  we  had  a  very  good  view  of  it  from  our  upper  windows. 
And  I  just  got  there  in  time  to  see  the  thing  go  whoosh,  like  that. 

Int. ;  Would  you  like  to  add  to  the  recollections  of  Mrs. 
Hearst? 


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JHS:   Yes,  I  would.  During  my  senior  year  in  college,  the  son 
of  her  secretary  was  graduating.  No  one  really  had  known  the  boy, 
but  she  knew  him  and  she  was  very  fond  of  her  secretary.  She  invited 
our  whole  class  to  Pleasanton  for  the  whole  day,  on  a  special  train 
from  Oakland,  and  we  went  down  there.  He  was  the  honored  guest.  She 
was  a  wonderful  person. 

Int. :  What  about  President  Wheeler? 

JHS;   Our  house  was  on  Arch  Street  then.  I'd  come  out  for,  I 
think  it  was  a  9  o'clock  class,  and  bump  into  him  coming  down  the 
steps,  and  we'd  walk  across  the  campus  many  a  morning.  I  remember 
one  morning  I  had  a  sweater  on,  and  he  reached  over  and  he  pinched 
it  sort  of  and  he  said,  "Is  that  silk?"  And  I  said,  "No,  that's  not 
silk;  that's  cotton."  "I'm  glad  of  it.  There's  too  much  silk  around 
this  campus!"  He  was  all  for  the  simple  life  [laughing]. 

Int. :  What  do  you  remember  about  the  Partheneia? 

LBT-  It  was  pretty! 

JMP-  It  was  a  money-making  affair. 

Int. :  Did  everybody  come? 

JMF:   They  hoped  to  have  them  all.  I  don't  know  how  much 
money  they  made. 

Int. :  Did  you  have  it  in  Faculty  Glade? 

JHS;   No,  not  Faculty  Glade.  The  first  ones  were  held  down 
there  as  you  come  in  from  what  is  now  Oxford  Street.  There  was  a 
lovely  glade.  I  suppose  it's  gone  now,  but  that  was  where  the  first 
ones  were. 

JMP ;   Near  the  Life  Sciences  Building. 

JHS;   All  those  are  built  up  now,  but  there  was  a  lovely  glade 
in  there,  and  that  was  where  the  first  one  was  held. 

Int. :  Have  you  been  back  on  the  campus  in  recent  years? 

JHS;   I  have,  not  too  long  ago.  My  niece  drove  me  around. 
We  drove  our  children  around  one  time  when  we  were  out  here  from  the 
East.  We  couldn't  find  a  way  to  get  out,  and  ny  son  tactfully  said, 
"Father,  did  you  say  you  got  out  of  this  school?"  [Laughs]  We'd 
come  on  a  barricade  every  time  we'd  try  to  get  through. 

Int. :  The  campus  has  changed  a  lot;  a  lot  more  buildings  than 
there  were.  What  did  you  do  for  recreation  mostly? 


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JHS:   I  think  the  same  everybody  else  does  now.  We  had  dances 
and  house  parties. 

JMP;   Recreation  was  all  centered  around  the  house,  as  far  as 
I  can  remember. 

JHS;   I  remember  we  had  a  very  nice  time! 


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INDEX 

Jessie  H.  Stevart 
American  Bitumuls  Co.,  28,  29 
automobile,  14,  41 

Barrows,  David  Prescott,  40,  41 
Bird,  Grace  V.,  46,  47 
Brandenstein,  Hilda,   20,  24 

California  Street  Cable  Car  Co.,  2,  3,  7,  9,  10,  13-18 
Chinese  in  San  Francisco,  18,  19 
Cliff  House,  7 
Coleman,  John  C.,  2,  15 

Delta  Delta  Delta  Sorority,  33-35,  37-40,  44 
earthquake  and  fire,  San  Francisco,  7,  9-13,  20,  21,  24 

Fairmont  Hotel,   7 
Fleishhacker ,  Mortimer,  26 
Force,  John  Neverson,   37 

Girls  High  School,  San  Francisco,  20,  21 
Golden  Gate  Park,  23,  24 
Grunsky,  Clotilde,  47 

Halstead's  Funeral  Home,  9 

Harris,  Lucy  Murdock,  3,  4,  7,  8,  12,  13,  18-24,  27,  29,  36 

Harris,  James  T. ,  1-3,  7-18,  26,  27,  29 

Harris,  Martha,  2,  4,  7-9,  12,  21,  31 

Irving  Institute,  San  Francisco,  4 

Japanese  in  San  Francisco,  18,  19 

Lowell  High  School,  San  Francisco,  4-6,  20,  21,  34,  42,  43 

Magee,  Professor  and  Mrs.  Walter  E. ,  30 
Murdock,  Grandfather,  3,  4,  8 

. 

O'Brien,  A.  P.,  8,  36 
Oddfellows,  10,  11 

Panama  Pacific  International  Exposition,  24,  25 
Rieber,  Winifred,  32,  33 

The  Sequoias,  Portola  Valley,  48-51 
Sherman,  Lily  Margaret,  42 
Standard  Oil,  28 
Stebbins,  Lucy  Ward,   33 


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Stewart,  Charles,  2,  9,  26-29 
Stewart,  James,  27-29,  48 
Sutherland,  Marjorie  Mclntosh,  46 

Taylor,  Edward  Robeson,  14 

Tri  Delts.  See  Delta  Delta  Delta 


Suzanne  Bassett  Riess 

Grew  up  in  Bucks  County,  Pennsylvania. 
Graduated  from  Goucher  College,  B.A.  in 
English,  1957. 

Post-graduate  work,  University  of  London 
and  the  University  of  California,  Berkeley, 
in  English  and  history  of  art. 

Feature  writing  and  assistant  woman's  page 
editor,  Globe-Times .  Bethlehem,  Pennsylvania. 
Free-lance  writing  and  editing  in  Berkeley. 
Volunteer  work  on  starting  a  new  Berkeley 
newspaper . 
Natural  science  decent  at  the  Oakland  Museum. 

Editor  in  the  Regional  Oral  History  Office 
since  I960,  interviewing  in  the  fields  of 
art,  cultural  history,  environmental  design, 
photography,  Berkeley  and  University  history.