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OODWIN'S weeKUY- 11 ' 8
"Fuel of Fire," Ellen T. Fowler's latest addi
tion to brilliant character novels, is just being
published by Dodd, Mead & Co. of New York.
Readers of Miss Fowler's novels are accustomed
to hearing her characters talk, and while much of
this talk is so peculiar, suggestive and brilliant
that one would think her people would be rather
trying to live with for any length of time, rather
wearing on the nerves in fact, and apt to keep an
ordinary mortal strung up to too high a tension
to enjoy much of the dulce far niente of life. How
ever her latest story is very human in its charac
ter handling and well worth readers desiring to
be amused and interested.
Houghton, Mifflin & Co. of Boston and New
York have just placed on the literary market the
long expected volume on Henry Wadsworth Long
fellow which is the last of the series up to date
of "American Men of Letters' and is written by
T. W. Higginson, although much of the biography
covering sketches of the poet's earlier years is
credited to the poet's brother, who compiled much
of the material nearly twenty years ago.
The suburbanite and commuter have been the
butt of jokes and funnyisms for many years but
a writer has dawned above the horizon who makes
the cause of this much abused class of pilgrims,
her own. "Little Stories of Married Life" is the
rather misleading title of the new venture and
contains storiettes, breathing real life and its sub
urban struggles in every line. It is written by
Mary Stewart Cutting and published by McClure,
Phillips & Co. of New York.
Paul Leicester Ford's old-time magazine stoiy,
"Wanted A Chaperon," has just made its ap
pearance in full dress volume with striking illus
trations in color by Howard C. Christy. It is ex
actly fitted for a hoMday gift and is meeting with
rapid sale by its publishers, Dodd, Mead & Co. of
"Far Past the Frontier," by James A. Braden, is
all that its name would indicate and deals with
the heroic and tragic days when the lives of men
and women were offered' on the altars of self sac
rifice, and hardship beyond description in the
founding of a new empire in the then western
wilderness. It is just received from the presses of
the Saalfield Publishing company, Akron, O.
"The Mishaps of an Automobilist," by M. J.
Moses and Dewitt C. Falls is being offered the
public by F. A. Stokes company, New York, and
is written in a light, racy vein which appeals to
the reader who prefers the lights rather than the
shades in modern literature.
"The Rosy Cloud" and "Three Little Marys,"
published by Dana, Estes & Co. of Boston, and a
couple of bright little childrens' volumes which
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are full of catchy stories and apt illusions in child
life. They are quaintly told stories and will prove
acceptable additions of the little ones' holiday li
braries. "Mind Power and Privileges" by Albert B. Ol
sten is the latest addition to the literary realm of
Suggestion and is rather heavy reading for any
one not interested in phychic delvings, and carries
the reader well beyond the theories and practices
of so-called Christian Science, handled, however,
from a purely materialistic standpoint. Crowell &
Co., Now York, are the publishers.
"Captain Craig: A Book of Poems," by Edwin
Arlington Robinson, and published by Houghton,
Mifiln & Co., Boston, is an ordinary grouping of
verses, neither very good nor very bad, but with
out the fire of genius sufficient to ever permit their
author to see a second edition of his volume.
Points and Blue Points.
He pulled out the chair, and, as her eyes wan
dered down the long table, she sank into her seat,
"Fancy, Blue Points in May! Fishmongers
claim this species of crustacean particularly want
ing in flavor during the months when the alphabet
steals 'r' from the calendar."
He meditated on the frivolity of her remark,
then rejoined: "Nature must be niggard some
times even to the extent of mortifying a harmless
She began a cautious attack of the oysters
firmly imbedded in a spiked condensed sea.
"Ah," she replied lightly, "and so you accuse
Nature of a 'sometimes prodigality.' "
"Yes, nor do I blame her for exhaustion at the
end of the season, in fact her despair like that of
the caterer when supplies run short fills me
with positive compassion."
"Fancy," she laughed, looking up with an arch
side glance, "our discussing the spice of a fleeting
mollusk when" she paused significantly.
"When?" he echoed, interrogatively, with a
comprehensive nod at the candle shade.
"When," she continued hurriedly "when we
once had so much to talk about. Other things,
you know, besides the friendly relatives of sea
weed." "Yes, and the emotions once discussed are as
fleeting as these." He gave the shell nearest him
a vicous poke with his oyster fork. "And had,"
he continued, "as much foundation as well as
a fish story."
She looked offended and put down her weapon
of attack decidedly. "Because a man's idea of
happiness and of a woman's forbearance is as
limited as his conception of eternity does not con
vince one that the state is measured by seconds."
"Forbearance!" He looked positively incredu
lous. "I think you will find it in Webster's," she said
"Thank you," he responded gravely. "Had
the word a gender in English I should label it
She caught up the silver pronged affair beside
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her plate threateningly. "Indeed, did you con- i t jjjH
jugate it so we would soon have a dead language.'" ! !j ' !H
He smiled at her cynically. ' 1 j ' ) H
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Miss Van Wyke." j. 'M
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idea that when we met again it would be war to I ' , IB
the knife." ' ' H
She spoke with a well applied mournfulness. , T , fl
"Aptly put, but by courtesy we will call the f ' ' 'fH
hostess's neglect in shape of a fork, a battle lance !' WH
if you will," he murmured carelessly. jt ? 'H
"Please don't," she said, her eyes wide and j I,1 j ' IH
suspiciously moist. 1 I I iut !H
The hand nearest him dropped from the table i j " '2H
into her lap. And then something happened. j ' :H
Perhaps his right hand was secretive as to its. ) I JH
charities. J PH
"I fear we are too analytical," he said tender- 'III 'H
ly, dextrously dismembering a victim just as t ' J
though the left hand was not doing extras. 'V, ' ' $, ,
"We make mincemeat of our lives, and then j j ' ) t
expect the entrees to retain relish. Had we been , 1 1 "
wise we had never tried to explain the quantities 1 i ;
of discretion and its antithisis, as exemplified by ? ''M ' ? " JjjB
the fascinations of that cad Brooks." "' L ' j '!f
"Mr. Brooks is a friend of mine and a gentle- I til '
man," she answered warmly, suddenly removing " ' Mf yH
a forgotten member. "Men never analyze, it is ''Vf ''kI
incompatible with their actions, the discrepancy4 ; j .
would confound logic. Their universal admlra- ) J jfl
tion, particularly effective in conservatories, is, j y "J
like beauty, its own excuse." C jjdB
"Just as you will. Suppose we meditate on I f !) 'H
politics during the next course." IfS'tr ;j
He spoke vcoldly and turned to the other girl. if ' tjfH
"I hate men," his companion breathed fiercely, Ijli 'ff
"just as though I hadn't made my eye's and nose fi - j iSM
conspicuously red for a whole week on his ac- I i ,4 Jll
count." W ((
She coughed perhapB from a draught and per- Hi j f JfH
haps again, not from the exposure of her shoul- ' j L ifl
ders as much as the exposure of her feelings. How- , ' ij jH
ever, the signal was effectual and he turned just i j . jl
in time to catch a glance which she discreetly j , -j) 'v M
lowered for an oyster's edification. 1 "'' l jH
"Suppose we forgive and forget," he suggested j ' 1
gently, "commence anew and just live last sum- I h 'I
mer all over again." ' ' ' v t fH
She smiled demurely and slowly put a frozen I I t I
morsel into her mouth. V itflEl
"Suppose we do," she said thoughtfully. "Love I " rj"$fi
and May are good after all, though V isn't in 1 ' ' p '' jH
either." , : j! M
Then she looked down, adding shyly, "I never j j J jjJH
knew these things had hearts before." P iM
"Hearts and pearls," he corrected softly. ';M!-;'1B
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should like a beefsteak, but if I pay the price for ' flH
it, I can't afford to burn the coal to cook it, and if IWv ' iflfl
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