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SOME OF THE CARTOONS THAT GEORGE DU MAURIER, DREW FOR "PUNCH" BEFORE HE WROTE "TRILBY"
ON THE BOULEVARD— A SOCIAL DIAGNOSIS.
Fair VUilor. "There's that lovely Woman again. I wonder who she is? "
if. le Baron (an experienced observer). "Madam, I tink she must be a English Duchess, because
she is ver pretty, she dress veil, she speak, sroo her Nose, she say Tou bet," and she talk about
Dollars and Cars."
JKe Hoosier poet's
James Whitcomb J?ile\j Junes
His Lyre to the Old-Jime
James Whitcomb Riley's new book will be
issued simultaneously in this country and in
England to-morrow. "A Child-World" is its
title. Unlike Mr. Riley's previous books, this
volume is not a collection 01 poems but a con
tinuous narrative in verse of child-lor e, old
home delights and happenings in the early
life of the author.
The opening lines in the volume thus de
scribe the old homestead:
Set just one side tbe center of a small
But very hopeful Indiana town—
The upper story looking squarely down
Vpon the main street and the main hig h way
From east to west— historic In its day,
Known as the National road— o;d-timerß all
Who linger yet will happily recall
It as the scheme and handiwork as well
As property of Uncle *am, and tell
Of its Importance, "long and long afore
Railroads wnz ever dreamt of. furthermore
The reminiscent first inhabitants
Will make that old road blossom with romance
Of snowy caravans, in long; parade
Of covered vehicles, of every grade
From ox-cart of most primitive design
To Conesto/a wagon*, with their fine
I>eep-chested, aix-nors« teams in heavy gear,
liighhames and chiming bells— to childish ears
And eye entrancing as the glittering trala
Of some sun-smitten pageant of old Spain.
Beside the wood-house, with broad branch es free,
Yet close above the roof, aa apple-tree
Known as the "Prince's Harvest"— Macrlc phrase!
That was a boy's own tree, In many ways!—
Its girth and height r eet both for the caress
Of h.s bare legs and his ambitiousness;
And then Its apples, humoring his whim
Seemed just to fairly hurry ripe for him—
Even In June impetuous as he,
They drooped to meet htm, half-way up tbe tree.
And, O, their bruised sweet faces, where they
And ho! the lips that feigned to "kiss them well!"
Mr. Riley since he became renowned bought
back this house from the strangers into whose
FRONTISPIECE OF "A CHILD- WORLD."
hands it had passed, and the improvements
made by them have taken from it much of its
early quaint appearance. It has been remod
eled, but not restored— only as the artist has
restored It in the frontispiece. Not a great
distance away is the "Old Swimmin' Hole"
and other scenes almost as familiar to the
reading public an to the poet himself. At this
old homestead Mr. Riley introduces the reader
to "A Child-World" and the deliciousnessof
Tbe liquid, dripping song* of orchard birds—
The wee bass of tje bees—
With lucent deeps of silence afterwards;
The gay, clandestine whisperings of the breeze
And glad leaves of the trees.
Before the poet makes you acquainted with
those around him in his childhood he leads
you about the premises and points out cher
ished spots: The old woodhouse with Its old
workbench and tools, "The children's vain
possession by pretense." And then you ac
company him to the stable-yard and enjoy
with him the striking humor In the gambols
of a colt:
Home In his stall "Old Sorrel" mnnched his bay
And oats and ccrn, and switched the flies away,
In a repose of patience good to see,
An earnest of the gentlest pedigree.
With haif pa; ln- tic eye sometimes he gazed
Vpon tbe gambols of a colt that grazed
A.ound tbe edges of tbe lot outside
And kicked at nothing suddenly, and tried
To act grown-up and graceful and high-bred,
Bat dropped k'whop! and scraped the buggy-shed,
Leaving a tuft of woolly, foxy hair
Under the sharp end of a gate-hinge there.
Then, an ignobly scrambling 10 his feet,
And wblnneyin< a wblnney like a bleat,
He would oursue himself around the lot
And— do the whole thing over, like as not!
The old-home life and "the five happy little
Hoosier chaps inhabiting this wee world" are
delightful child studies. Riley's description
of them displays more than ever his rare
insight into the habits and minds of children.
At times in his previous verse he seems to
have reached the acme of tender affection,
touching exquisitely on the love of mother
and child, for instance. But it is not recalled
that he has ever before brought the mother
Into a noem in such sweet fashion as in this
chain of childhood stories:
Bhrined in her sanctity of home and lor*,
And love's fond service and reward thereof,
Restore her thus, O blessed memory-
Throned in her rocking-chair, and on her knee
Her sewing— her work-basket on the floor
Beside her; springtime through the open door
• Balmily stealing In ana all about
Th« room; ihe bees' dim hum and the far shout
And laughter of the children at their play,
And neighbor children from across the way
i Calling in gleeful challenge — save alone
| One boy whose voice sends back no answering
The boy, prone on the floor, above a book
Of pictures, with a rapt, ecstatic 100k —
Even as the mother's, by the selfsame spell,
Is lifted, with alight ineffable—
As though her senses caught no moral cry,
But beard, instead, some poem going by.
What could be more realistic and natural
than his lines on the sounds in the home on a
Blent with all outer sounds, the sounds within—
In mild remoteness falls the household din
Of porch and kitchen : the dull jar and thump
Of churning; and the "glung-glung" of the pump,
With sudden pad and scurry of bare feet
Of little outlaws, in from field or street:
The clan? of ket le— r •sd of damper-rln?
And bang of cooks ove door— ana everything
That jingles in a busy kitchen lifts
Its individual wrangling voice and drifts
In sweetest tinny, coppery, pewtery tone
Of music hungry ear has ever known
In wildest famished yearning and conceit
THRONED IX HER P.OCKINQCHAIH.
Of youth, to just cut loose and eat and eat I
The swooning-sweet aroma haunting all
The house— upstairs and down-porch, parlor, hall
And sitting-room— lnvadlne even where
The Hired Man sniffs injthe or.-hard air
And pauses in his pruning of the trees
To note the sun minutely and to— sneeze.
A happy portrayal in tbe new book is that of
| Noey Bixler, one of those lads who can do just
j anything possible for a boy to do, doing all
! those things which make a boy overwhelm
i ingly popular with his companions. This
| awkward, overgrown youngster is primarily an
j artisan, a manufacturer of toy-wagons, bows
i and arrows, stilts and the like, with which he
I delights his little friends. The mysteries oi
the woods and the depths of the creeks are
no mysteries at all to him. He is a wonderful
lad, knowing so much and doing ?o much, and
yet destitute as to any musical tnste — he can
only "whistle bass." Jlr. Riley evidently ap
preciates the boyhood law of compensation.
Who ever knew a lad, otherwise giited, that
could whistle well? Noey Bixler's pucker
music is regarded as " phenomenally un
meiodious" by Cousin Rufus, who knew notes,
while Uncle Mart vouchsafed that:
Noey conidn't whistle 'Bonny Doon,"
Even; and. he'd bet, couldn't carry a tune
If it had bandies to it!
The Creative hand of Noey at last brings him
great measure of fame; his masterpiece in
snow is praised in song, the apprentice poet of
the town honoring the work with a "pane
gyric scroll of rhyme." It was an artist indeed
that painted grapes so natural the birds
pecked at them, but what are the critics to say
of the boy who makes a snow man "so fierce
and sassy" that the children haa to"eitust
to him" before they ceased to be afraid? In
the frosty s tudio of the dooryard this work of
sculptured snow evolves itself faster than any
s<x>ne ever chased by Grecian chisel, yet the
processes are none the less fascinating because
they merely produce a snow man— finished off
with eyes made of walnuts and whiskers
wrought of buggy cushion stuffin'.
But tbe old Snow Man—
■\\ liat a dubious delight
Jie grew at last when spring came on
And dayS wax?d warm and bright-
Alone he ntood^all kitb and Kin
Of snow and tceVere gone. • • •
O hero of a hero's make!—
Let marble melt and fade,
But never you— you old Snow Man
That Noey Bixler made!
NOEY BIXLEE^ SHOW MAW.
While any day that gave the children Noey
was notable and dear, tbe narrative records
his advent one day whtn the two little boys,
Johnty and Bud, garbed as for a holiday, were
going back to Noey's house with him:
• * • • And by the time that each
Had one of Noey's hands— ceasing their speech
And royly anxious, in their new attire,
To wake the comment of their mute desire—
Noey seemed rendered voiceless Quite a while
They watched him furtively. He seemed to smile
As though he would conceal it; and hey saw
Him look away, ana his lips purse and draw
In curious twitching spasms, as though he might
He whispering— while In his eye the white
Predominated strangely. Then the spell
Gave way, and his pent speech burst audible:
"They wuz two stylish little boys and they wnz
mighty bold ones.
Had two new pairs o' britch es made out o' their
daddy's old ones I"
THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, OCTOBER 11, 1896.
From "Society Pictures." Copyright by the Charles H. Sergei Company, Chicago.
First Young Swell. "Aw!— Going anywhere?"
Second Ditto. "No!— Asked to ten 'H ip^' to-nlgrhtl The Idea has completely floored me!"
Third Ditto. "By Jove ! I've been thinking of letting myself out at Ten Pounds a Night >
Fellow might recoup himself for a bad Book, on the Derby."
Jokrv JroWbridge or\
The gambles arvd the playmates
of a Ghild, as Told ir\ Verse
A CONSPIRACY OF THE CARBON* ART. By
Louise Muhlbach. New York: F. Tennyson
Neely, publisher. For sale by Emporium Book
Department; cloth, price ?5 cents.
After the first dimming of Napoleon's star at
Aspern, May 22, 1809, the leading members of
the Society of the Carbonari, generals and sol
diers who stood close to the Emperor and some
of whom attended his .councils, resolved to
free France from a csesarism that had bien
forced upon her and to effect the removal from
the world of the man whom they denounced in
secret as the "scourge o% their native land."
After the lost battle of Aspern, Napoleon slept
for twenty-two hours in the very midst of the
conspirators, who during that time were en
gaged in discussing the question of the Em
peror's successor. Their opportunity to carry
out their designs thus passed, and Napoleon's
star was soon in the ascendant again at Wa
grnm. Again the Carbonari planned the Em
peror's destruction. It seemed that their plot
could not fail. Just as the blow is about to be
struck, the conspirators are unmaskea and dis
armed, and .some of them sent to the execu
tioner. Napoleon knew everything. Themis
tress of one of the conspirators turns out to
have been a spy In the pay of the Emperor.
She receives half a million francs for the in
formation concerning the intended killing of
Bonaparte, but offers back tbe fortune to save i
the man among the Carbonari whom she love d
For her sake the lover's liie is spared. Leo
nore, the spy, becomes his wife and goes to
abide with him in prison , within the walls of
which she dies, while the husband is not re
leased until long after Waterloo. The story
has some historical foundation. It contains
some strong scenes and some highly dramatic
passages. The translator is Mary J. Saflord.
THE SUN'S GIFT TO EARTH.
WHAT IS ELECTRICITY? By John Trow
bridge, S.D. New YorK: D. Appleton <ft (Jo.,
publishers. For sale by William Doxey: cloth,
price $1 60.
This is another valuable contribution to the
International Scientific series. The author is
a lecturer on the applications of science to the
useful arts at Harvard University. In the
book before us, containing over 300 pages, he
seeks to give the general reader an idea of the
present direction of investigation in the sci
ence of electricity. In his preface tbe author
states that, being often asked the question,
"What is electricity?" he has endeavored in
this volume to give in a popular manner the
views up to date of scientific men in regard to
the matter. "According to modern ideas the
continuance of all life on earth is due to the
electrical energy which we receive from the
sun; and physics in general can be defined as
that subject which treats of the transforma.
tions of energy. I have therefore prese nted
the varied phenomena of electricity in such a
manner that the reader can perceive the
physicist's reasons for supposing that all space
is filled with a medium which transmits elec
tro-magnetic waves to us irom the sun."
AN AUTHOR'S LITTLE PLAYMATE
\V. V. HEF. BOOK and Various Verses. By Wil
liam Canton. New York: Stone & Kiniball,
There is much pleasure for old as well as
young in the perusal of "W. V. Her Book."
The reader cannot help falling in love with
the commonplace little body in whose society
the author revels: "for. after all, she is merely
the average healthy, merry, teasing, delightful
mite who tries to take the whole of life at once
into her two diminutive hands." She wants
to know all about everything that her happy,
eager eyes lipht upon, and expresses her glee
and wonderment, as new objects meet her
view, in quaint and pretty terms of phrase.
After following this child through her ram
bles find play, and listening to her innocent
speculations, to the words she freely coins and
to the quotations she has equipped herself
with, one may appreciate the author's sym
pathy for less favored mortals: "Oh, you who
1 are saa at heart, or weary of thought, or irri
table with physical pain, conx, beg, borrow or
steal a four or five year old, and betake you to
blowing bubbles in the sunshine of your re
clusegarden." The verse of "Her Book" em
braces some sweet fancies. In addition to the
songs of childhood's fairyland, there are
verses (some of them very clever) covering a
variety of themes.
AN EXCELLENT BOOK.
SWEETHEART TRAVELERS. By & R.
Crockett. New York and London: F. A. stokes
Company, pubJl^iers. For sale by William
Do.xt-y; cloth, prlc« $1 75.
This is a child's book for children, for women
»nd ior men, as Mr. Crockett tells us in his
own happy way. The modesty of the author
of "The Stickit Minister" leads him to under
value his own merits, when, for instance, he de
clares that he "cannot give these vagrom
chronicles their right daintiness." We do not
have to go very far into the book before we are
made positive that he has done that very
thing. The chronicles are "full of the glint of
spring flowers when they are wet and the sun
shinea slantways upon them; full of freshen
ing winds and withdrawing clouds, and above
all, the unbound gladness of children's
laughter." The book should be well patron
ized coming on the Cnristmastide. Pome of
the papers first appeared in fugitive form
several years ago, and the author was induced
to put them together in one volume by those
elders who bad "never quite been able to put
away childish things." "Sweetheart Travelers"
are father and little daughter, and they go
hand in hand through a wodd of golden de
lights, and their story is told inimitably well
A child will be better In every way for harm
ALARMINQ SCARCITY. SCENE-CLUB SMOKINQ-ROOAL
read it; so will an elder person. It is pure and
elevating; there is something good in every
line of it. and its charm holds from beginning
to end. Besides being handsomely printed on
heavy paper the book is profusely illustrated
with drawings by Gordun Browne and W. H. C.
THE STORY OF ELECTRICITY — By John
Munro. New York: D. Appletoa <fe Co., pub
lishers. For sale by William Doxey; cloth,
price 40 cents.
In Appleton's Library of Useful Stories this
is the latest volume, and its author is a promt
nent English authority on the subject of
which he treat?. In a simple and interesting
manner he discusses the electricity of friction,
of chemistry, of heat and of magnetism, elec
trolysis, the telegraph and telephone, electric
light and heat, electric power and the minor
uses of electricity. There are 172 illustra
tions in the book, which contains 185 pages.
The work has been altered so as to adapt it to
the practical requirements of American
A STUDY IN PINK.
BIJOU'S COURTSHIPS. From tne French of
"Uyp." New York: F. Tennyson Neely, pub
lisher. For sale by Emporium Book Depart
ment; cloth, i. rice 75 cents.
If you want an insight into the manners and
customs of Parisian society, if you like a
smart, racy, gossipy style and have further
more a tasie for light satire and don't mind
an occasional episode of a nature character
istically French you will hardly be displeased
with Gyp's latest novel as translated by
Katherine Berry di Zerega. There is the va
riety of light comedy and heavy tragedy in
this story of the love affairs of a beautiful girl
with a sunshiny marriage fora conclusion.
The book is gilt-topped with a pink rose design
on the cover. The illustrations are by S. B.
IN THE DAYS OF THE PRETENDER.
DENOUNCED. By J. Btoundelle-Burton. New
York: D. K. Appleton & Co., publishers; paper,
price 50 cents.
Here is presented another strong picture of
life In France and England during the days of
the Pretender. The story is 'old in a popular
and interesting manner. The hero loves a
remgee from England whom he has met In
, France, but is prevented from marrying her
through the Intrigues of a man who succeeds
in winning her through deceit She, learning
of tbe deception, ana the husband fearing
that she would return to her old love, de
nounces him to the English authorities as a
Jacobite ana enemy of the King, but the hero
escapes and the denouncer meets the just
deserts of his treachery.
Messrs. Laird <fe Lee, the Chicago publishers,
have issued a new edition of Wilkie Collins'
"The Woman in White" at the popular price
of 50 cents.
Miss Marion Hill has written a short serial
for girls, "June's Garden," which will appear
in the new volume of St. Nicholas, beginning
with the November number. Miss Hill Is a
young San Francisco girl and is the daughter
of Barton Hill, the well-known Shakesperean
actor and stage manager.
M^^^^X LOVE the woodlands when the light is breaking,
l^fesPsM> Within the pearly cloudlets far away,
<§!^B^«r And the sweet birds, their cozy nests forsaking 1 ,
(pidzJgjuft? -- n softest love-notes tell of new-born day.
I love the forest lone, when noon is reigning
Within the boundless, deep blue dome above,
And rippling rills/ half-joyous, half-complaining,
Sing on in Nature's melody of love*
But ah, at eve, as day's last light is fading,
As shadows dark overspread the sunset dome,
.;-.. As night-veils fall, the land with darkness shading,
My heart grows sad, I call in vain for home*
'Tis then, when warbling birds have hushed their singing
And hastened homeward to their cozy nest ;
- When Nature's bells their requiems sad are ringing, ;
For day's last light, soft dying in the west ;
When, through the twilight air so hushed and stilly,
The cricket's voice proclaims the day is done ;
When droops her head in rest the virgin lily ,
And bright-eyed stars come twinkling one by one—
, ■- Ah, it is then that thoughts of home steal o'er me,
' As lone I watch the lingering daylight die ;
Tis then that strange, wild fancies rise before me,
With every changeful cloud that passes by*
For see, each wildwood child at home is slumbering,
The fox in hole, the little bird in nest,"
i While I alone, the cruel, dark hours numbering, -
Beneath a fair but foreign sky must rest.
And through, the night how oft from sleep I waken.
When all is hushed and twinkling worlds shine bright j f
In sleep, in waking, lonely and forsaken, 1
For home e'er longing* Oh, the cruel night !
The night, oh, restless night ! though stars are shining
/ And fair Diana's bower is bright and gay ,
For far-off lands my homesick heart is pining,
And longing for the dawn of genial day.
Home, home, sweet sacred spot, for thee I'm sighing,
Had I but wings, o'er boundless, moaning sea
Yd fly,' as earth 'mid dreams is lying, "
Nor pause to rest till I had flown to thee. E. B* C*
AN OLD WORLD
James GoWarv's JaJe
Jhe Story of an English Miller and
Some Glassic Myths of
DAYBREAK— A .Romance of an Old World. By
J.. mi's Cowan. New York: George N. Ricu
moud <fe Co., publishers.
Considering the recent successes of Alvan
Clark & Sons in casting larger object-glasses
than was once thought possible, and their
assertion that they can place no limit to the
size these glasses may attain In the future, the
author wonders if it is presumption to believe
tnat "the day will dawn when this world will
know whether Mars or Venus is inhabited."
We are taken on a balloon trio to Mars, where
a race of people is found In a far more ad
vanced state of civilization and society than
is the case on our terrestrial planet. One
of the pleasant peculiarities of the Martian
character is an entire absence of dis
agreeable curiosity. The Martian race is
highly developed physically, mentally, spirit
ually, and the reader learns how the
high standard was reached through
the application of wisdom to the lessons of ex
perience. It Is learned that Mars has, far
back In its history, suffered from the same in
dustrial, political and social troubles that now
are felt upon the earth; but Mars has over
come all these difficulties, a settlement being
reached by the people turning over all busi
ness, industrial and professional, to the gov
ernment, soing Mr. Bellamy several points
better. The author believes in thehabitabil
ity of other worlds, and this volume hints at a
possible solution of the question of whether
the earth alone, among all the planets of the
heavens, was chosen by God for the peculiar
honor read of in the gospel story. The visitors
from the earth iearn that Mars has a history
of a savior quite like the Christ of our own
planet. Simply to suit the purposes of his
story the author has made the analogy be
tween the earth and Mars quite close, such
analogy, however, not being a matter of his
belief. The situations are exaggerated to re
lieve the book of dullness.
AN ENGLISH COUNTRY TALE.
AT THE OATK OF THE FOLD. By X a
Flptcher. New York: The Macmlllan Com
pany, publishers; cloth, price $1 25.
A rare, good story this, far better than the
THINGS ONE WOULD WISH TO HAVE EXPRESSED DIFFERENTLY.
Quett. "Well, eood-by, Old Man!— and you're really got a very nice little Place here!"
Hoßt. "Yes; but it's rather Bare, just now. I hope the Trees will have Grown a good bit
before you're back, Old Man!"
average novel of the day, and its chief inci
dents would make a ararna that would appeal
very strongly to the popular heart. The
miller of the parish, crossed in love, becomes
furious in his rage on the day when his suc
cessful rival, the gamekeeper, weds the village
smithy's daughter. He is attacked by brain
fever, and the kind nurse who attends him
with all the care of a mother for her babe
learns to love him for virtues that outweighs
his faults. On his recovery he one day shoots
a fox that has ravaged his henroosts, and upon
being berated by the gamekeeper for the of
fense against the Squire, speaks in severe and
even threatening terms to the fellow. One
night the gamekeeper is stabbed in the back
by an unknown, and prejudice condemns the
miller as the criminal. His name is cleared,
however, by the confession of a dying poacher,
who admits having knifed the gamekeeper to
satisfy an old grudge. The village then
hastens to make amends for wrongful treat
ment of the miller. The nurse was instru
mental in getting the confession, and the
miller weds her, and in the sunshine of the
happiness that follows their union the
shadows of the past are forgotton.
THE WASHER OF THE FOHD. By Fiona
JMadeod. New York: Stone & Kimball, pub
lisbers; cloth, price ? 1 25.
The legendary moralities and barbaric talcs
presented in this volume will command atten
tion, not only because they are worthy of it in
a literary sense, but because the author has
endeavored to illustrate what has been for
hundreds of years a characteristic of the
purely Celtic mind— an apparent complexity
arising from the grafting of Christianity on
paganism. It is held that to this day there
are Christian rites and superstitions which are
merely a gloss upon a surviving antique pa
ganism. The titular piece is the keynote of
the book as well as the before-mentioned char
acteristic of the Celt. In the passage of pa
ganism the old myths were too deep-rooted in
the Celtic mind to vanish at the bidding of the
cross. "The Washer of the Ford," as the au
thor remarks, might well have appeared to a
single generation— now as a terrible and som
ber pagan goddess of death ; now as a symbolic
figure in the new faith, foreshadowing spirit
ual salvation and the mystery of the resurrec
tion. There are fifteen legends in the book and
every one of them is rich with Imagery and
with the natural poetry in which Celtic tradi
In order that Arthur Morrison's new book,
"A Child of the Jago," may be issued this
autumn a new plan for its serial publication
has been adopted. The first thirteen chapters
will appear in the New Review. The re
mainder of the book will be given to the pub
lic for the first time when the story appears in
book form. Mr. Morrison is known as tbe
author of "Tales of Mean Streets," which crit
ics everywhere acknowledged as the most pow
erful stories of slum life written in recent
years. The new novel Is In character like his
former success, but is the result of more care
ful work. The author thinks it the best writ
ing he has ever done. The American publish
ers are Herbert S. Stone & Co., Chicago.
On the first of June there were In existence
in Paris 2291 periodicals of all kinds, classified
as follows: Eight hundred monthlies, 669
weeklies, 137 dailies, 237 with no fixed date
of publication. The others are semi-weekly,
etc. France as a whole, including the colo
nies, issues 3566 periodicals, of which 336 are
"Genius and Degeneration," by Dr. William
Hirsch, is the title of an important work
which will be published immediately by D.
Appleton & Co. Dr. Hlrsch's acute and sug
gestive study of modern tendencies was begun
before "Degeneration" was published, with
the purpose of presenting entirely opposite
deductions and conclusions. The appearance
of Dr. Nordau's famous book, with its criti
cisms upou Dr. Hirsch's position, enabled the
latter to extend the scope of his work, which
becomes a scientiflc answer to Dr. Nordau, al
though this was not its purpose originally, "it
should be read by every intelligeni person
who wishes to understand the spirit of his
time and the lessons which history teaches
Messrs. D. Appleton & Co. announce for
early publication the first volume of the great
historical work which has occupied the ener
gies of Edward Eggleston for the greater part
of the last sixteen years. The general title is
"A History of Life in the United States,"
the first volume— "The Beginners of a Na
tion"—dealing with the causes and motives of
the seventeenth century migrations.
The October Philistine haa a prose sketch
by Stephen Crane, wherein is told how a cer
tain baby boy, bow-legged and bareheaded,
wearing a greasy dress "marked with many
conflicts like the chainshirt of a warrior," tod
dles from an alley up on to a fashionable street
and steals a toy wagon from a baby in frills.
It was a great time! William Mclntosh has a
pithy argument on "The Literary Sweatshop."
Charles G. D. Roberts has a fine poem pleading
for light and good nature. But the "Side
Talks" are the best the magazine has had for
months. They occupy sixteen pages and make
up just half of the booklet. They are very
full of pepper sauce.
On the completion of the compositors' work
at the printers' of lan Maclaren's new book,
"Kate Carnegie and Some Ministers," the
author wrote in the following terms to the
manager of the office: "As this (batch of
proofs returned) completes the tale, would
you kindly convey to the compositors my sin-
Cere appreciation of their skill? Would you
also distribute the inclosed trifle among the
men who ao my work, that they may smoke a
pipe extra to soothe their nerves after de
ciphering my handwriting?"
The volume of collected sketches by Archi
bald Forbes, to be issued soon by Messrs. Mac
milian, will be called "Camps, Quarters and
Casual Piaces." It consists of papers which
have already appeared in the magazines, and
which, to judge from the success that has at
tended similar previous volumes by the same
author, are likely to find many readers in a
more permanent form.
Norway has abolished the study of Greek
ana Latin in her public high schools, which
means the total abolition of classical educa
tion in that country.
A new translation of Shakespeare into
French by M. Jules Lermina, with illustra
tions by Robida, is shortly to be published in
Paris. It will be extremely literal, the trans
lator's intention being to enable his readers to
read Shakespeare as he wrote it, through the
medium of another language. "Hamlet" and
"Romeo and Juliet" will be published this
IN A COULD
dohrv Oliver Hobbes'
Woes of an Early Marriage and
the Sunshine Jhat Game
at the End
THE HERB-MOON. By "John Oliver Hoboes."
New York: F. A. Stokes <fe Co., publishers. For
sale by Emporium Book Department; cloth,
price 91 25.
This talented author has given us a charm
ing book in her fantasia, "The Herb-Moon."
Rose Arden's life, with its cloud of sorrow
that the sun of happiness is destined to dis
pel; that life and its woes that came to her
with an early marriage, which was soon to be
cheated of its illusion by a husband's cruelty
and to be followed by a dreadful occurrence
that would remove him from the path of her
years; then the life of quiet days, sewing and
helping others; the new love that crept into
her heart, nestled and staid there In silence;
the new love that she sought in vain to bury
forever; the long-time love, too, that the
country folk were wont to jest about, ap
peals strongly to the reader's sympathy and
admiration; while in Robsart's career the
warmest interest is aroused— Robsart, the
hero, who redeems his family name,
wins distinction on the battlefield
and in Parliament, and, despite op
portunities to marry youth, beauty ana
riches at the height of his fame, turns to Rose,
the true woman, and lifts her up beside him to
De his wife, envied of those who dreamed that
he would choose for a bride none other than
"a brilliant-looking woman with a presence."
The story is full of good, healthful morals.
One even wishes it were longer. And, as to
the meaning of the herb-moon, it is explained
by Susan, the housekeeper, early in the book,
when, referring to Mr. Robsart, she remarks:
"When he marries I hope it will be straight off,
without shilly-shally. For there's nothing so
wearing as the herb-moon."
"The herb-moon?" repeated Rose, stupefied.
"Aye I that'b my name for one of those long
courtships. Adam and I did all our courting In a
fortnight. That's why we are happy. This walk-
Ing out with each other year In and year out till
your nerve is gone and you are slctt with talking
was never to my taste, nor to my mother's before
me. 'Tisn't natural, and I'm all for nature, I am."
But the herb-moon only served to make
stronger and deeper and higher the love that
finally crowned the lives of Robsart and Rose
Arden. The story is told in simple and beau
A VOLUME_OF ESSAYS.
WITH MT NEIGHBORS. By Margaret E.
BanßSter. New York: Harper <fc Bros., publish
ers. For sale by A. M. Robertson, San Fran
cisco; price $1 25.
The articles which form this volume were
originally published either in the Congrega
tionalist or the Christian Intelligencer. They
consist of short essays on homely topics relat
ing to everyday life, and the lessons sought to
be conveyed are oiten illustrated by some
pithy anecdote. In addition to the "talks"
as the author calls these little essays, she has
reprinted— by request— some of her poems.
Among the most characteristic of these talks
are "Tuckered Out, "in which there is a pro
test against the incessant drive of people who
are too busy; "Mother-brooding," tbe ability
mothers have of seeing when a daughter is un
happy and of silently comforting her; "So
ciety Girls," in which there is a strong plea for
the real usefulness of those who are supposed
to be devoted to fashion; "A Child's Savings
Bank," warning parents of the danger of arous
ing the spirit of cupidity ; three papers on the
relation of mistress and maid, a topic always
timely and interesting in American homes,
and "The Care of the Care-Taker," a strong
plea for those who care for Invalids.
The Rev. John Watson (lan Maolaren) will
sail on the Germanic on September 18, to
begin his American lecture tour. Dr. Watson
is booked for fifty- four lectures in this country.
Marion Crawford has written a new story es
pecially for The Century. It is called "A Rose
of Yesterday," and it will begin in the Novem
ber number and run for six months. The story
opens in Lucerne, and while it is entirely sep
arate in interest some of the personages that
appear in it will be familiar to readers of "Don
Orsino." It is wholly romantic in character.
Mr. Astor's magazine, the Pall Mall, will
shortly publish verses by an American poet,
George Edgar Montgomery, on two British
themes, "England" and "Queen Victoria."
Mr. Montgomery, by the way, is writing a
series of New York poems for Harper's Weekly.
A few of these have been published. Others to
follow immediately are "Fire Island" and
"Fifth Avenue." These verses will be col
lected later in a book. They are in a vein of
serious poetry, yet realistic.
Among the subjects for essays which the
University of Berlin offers prizes for the season
of 1896-97 is: "Robert Burns, the hundredth
anniversary of whose death has just been cele
brated, was, notwithstanding his great origi
nality, influenced in a variety of ways, aa
regards both the form and contents of his
poems, especially by the popular lyrics of his
home and Scotch imitators of them, like Ram
say and Ferguson, but also by Pope, Young,
Goldsmith, Ossian, etc. The writer of the dis
sertation is expected to trace these influences
to their source and describe them chronologi
cally, emphasizing everywhere the additions
made by Burns himself."
The fact tbat the first edition of "The Grey
Man." amounting to no fewer than 35,000
copies, has been subscribed before the novel is
published, shows that S. R. Crockett's popu
larity is still in tbe ascendant. Very seldom
indeed is so large a first edition printed.
Howard Pease, who has been termed by Lon
don critics the "Northumbrian Kipling," has
just completed a volume of stories called "The
A fairy tale in prose and verse by S. J. Adair-
Fitzgerald, entitled "The Zankiwank and ih«
Bletherwitch," will be issued shortly.