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BOOK REVIEWS.
Till; STORY OF A PAGE} Thirty
Yearn of Public Service and Public
DIjm'iiwwlon !? the Editorial Calami
of tbc Km York World. By John
I.. Heaton. New York: Harper &
brothers.
THE "page" whose story Is told
here If the editorial page of
the New York World for the
thirty years that Joseph Pu
litzer put the single stamp of
his own unique personality upon it, and
through it expressed his ideas of the
place of th<* newspaper in public affairs.
!ii large measure the page tells its own
story. Mr. J lea ton's part is to supply the
connective narrative to a series of im
portant climaxes, his part to set the
stage for Mr. Pulitzer in 1ns role as
knight of the national holy grail, as flash
ing crusader against one or another of
the dragons of political unrighteousness.
The story resurrects bodily and sets
in the open, their virtues and vices
still fresh upon them, the political
events of the last quarter of a cen
tury, and within these events walk,
as large as life and as natural, the
men who gave to them shape and direc
tion. The effect is that of time, embod
ied in the crucial" affairs of a people,
marching through the glaring light aiyl
the sharp-cut shadows of an electric il
lumination. The story is history not
yet laid to the monochrome of the grave.
It is life, warm, pressing, colorful, re
fusing to give way to the chill, unchang
ing pallors of the past. It is an amaz
ingly vivid panorama of the rise and
fall of men and issue! in the endless
rhythm set by human greatnesses and hu
man littlenesses. And what is curiously
significant is that while the men of this
great procession have changed, the fun
damental issue, that of democracy?that
of all the people, by all the people,
for all the people?has remain
ed the same. This is a partisan
page." fierce and unflagging. But it,
without question. proves itself here to be
partisan of principles rather than a
partisan of politics and parties as such.
This is a novel story?brilliant, vital, ab
sorbing. It should stand, and will, as
? ? of the stable monuments to the pa
triotism. the courage, the ability, the
"???! arid the genuine manhood of Jo
i'uiitz< r. The book itself is most
? .s-'inai ii? conception, most valuable, and
aii'.- admirably presented.
M :> n?Ki \s? I.ITKK ATt KE; and Other
By Theodore Roosevelt,
v York: Charles Scribner's Sons,
shiugton: Woodward & JLothrop.
"i s-f i s-ays, a dozen, more or less,
?? ? h? re to contribute each its own em
;! us's to the common thought by which
Ihey ,\r< bouial together The pith of this
thought so variously expressed is that
both ,st ience and history are, above all,
o ?mid in duty to give themselves to the
public in a generally readable fashion.
That each is due to present itself in a
personality of such easy approach and
strong appeal as to make of its facts,
and meanings, and applications, an open
highway whereon even the plain general
. eader may walk in understanding and
delight. This implies that literature, as
such, should take up science as an appro
priate dubject upon which to practice its
ugliest art. It means, too, that however
much history may become a subject of
; ' lentitic treatment, it must not on this
...count lose any part of the literary
quality it may possess. "History as Lit
?'ature," the first of these essays, sets
out this thesis with precision and con
viction. . Succeeding ones illustrate the
working out of this theory by an applica
tion of Mr. Roosevelt s own literary
method to one or another aspect of sci
ence, to this or that phase of history.
-"Subjects of pure literature, also, find a
place in this volume, brought, maybe, to
,~enr? as the standard by which to meas
ure the effect of this literary handling
?>t what are commonly thought of as un
literary subjects, and to have in hand, as
it were, the proof of the pudding. The
most pointed and convincing exemplifi
cation of Mr. Roosevelt's thesis, the
most searching, comprehensive and vital
llustration of it. Is. "Biological Analogies
in History," an address made by him be
fore the university of Oxford. All of these
essays, however, are a tremendously em
phatic indorsement of the now pretty
eneral movement toward making knowl
edge of every sort more and more avail
Ide to an age In which everybody reads,
?l in which the majority are seized with
? uriosity about the present amazing
progress oi events. In and of themselves,
tnese wide-ranging and vigorous
us are charged with the appeal that
.ined scholarship, practical experience
? nd a distinct personality are bound to
?rate.
i. IKMHAHOH. By Frances Hodgson
Burnett, authoi of "The Secret Gar
!-n. etc. Illustrated by Charles S.
I'hapman. New York: The Century
?,'onupany.
Tembarom. waif, newsboy, and finally
\ dint of steady pegging, prodigious
? mk. a heavenly disposition, a smile
hat would not fade whatever wind might I
biow : a heart-winning set of clean, white
leeth. and a full lexicon of New York
iang?by dim of all these, finally, re
porter on "The Earth." proud occupant
? if Mrs. Bowse's hall bedroom and of a
-eat at her boarding house table. This is
Airs. Burnett's hero.
It Is important to remember that at Mrs.
Bowse's table, too. sat "Little Ann" and
her father the latter come over to the j
states from Lancashire to put through j
tome wonderful invention.
One day there came to the boarding ?
hoiis? Palford. of the firm of Palford & '
?'.rtii;by. ;-olieitors of Lincoln's fr.n Fields. >
pun th;s advent there followed the in eta- j
?norphosis of T. Tembarom to Temple
I'emph Barholm, heir t.f the magnificent I
estate of Temple Barholm. Lancashire. j
\t this ;iolnt the storv moves to England j
with T. Tembarom trying to live up to j
an at: -estral estate and to ancestors that '
were prett> well settled when William j
the Conqueror sailed across from Nor
mandy into Kngland. The tale supports '
<? myster\. deep and unfathomable. I
Through the industry and energy of T. j
Tembarom. it discloses a clearer heir than j
himself. It sets this new heir neatly into !
the shoes of :iis ancestors, and steers T.
Tembarom off the shea's of high iife
where a marriage with "Little Am'1 is
th" utter* st of impossibilities.
The warp of this story is of the ehar
acter chosen for the weaving of melo
drama. It is as if Mrs. Burnett, in sheer
play, set out to see what of legiti
mate drama she could make out of sit
uation so exaggerated; one whose parts
come together In such purely fortuitous
fashion as to restrict it. in the main, to
the uses of melodrama. What .-he hasi
done is to w?ave upon this foundation a
fabric of consistent pattern, good texture,
and wholly charming hues. The adven
ture of T Tembarom as near-nobleman
is a pag< -by-page delight. Nowhere eise
is Mrs Burnett at so high a point of
t'eiiiii.-. and intuition. ai>d mastery of her
med am. as n working out one or an
oth. vari.-.m of tin dependable and
T Tembarom In Lugland
"" ' v best, is delicious and adorable,
wi er< he mijrht have been, where in all
'' ' "' ' case out of thousands he wou d
na.e . , both pitiful and ridiculous. Tho
state!>. ceremonial order of English life,
*"'th 1 lYmliarom set in the midst of
i . s irresistil le. The storj. as a whole,
whether or not at every Point counting
its probabilities, stands art the top of
Mrs. L irnett s work. \nd Mr. Chapman's
;?!< tures are ot the very piece of the finest
parts of th- stor\ itself.
mi: mi: \m\<. of n\iii.ition. b>
Samuel Christian Sehmucker, I"h. L?~.
profc??ayr of biological science in
the West t'hest.r (Pa.) State Nor
ma! School. New ^ ork Th<- Mac
millan Company.
in this exposition ot evolution L?r.
Schmucker addresses tit" average reader.
Happily, he holds himself, throughout, to
this original good intent. The result is
that there stands here, within comforta
ble reach of the general reader, a com
prehensive, a clear, a simple survey of
the main facts and meanings of evolution.
The study, steadily mindful of Its pur
pose and aim, is in the nature of an out
line of the subject. But it is a meaty out
line, not merely a bony skeleton. A
sketch of the history of evolution, up to
the time of Charles Darwin, introduces
the work. This sketch holds no more
than the chief points of elevation, from
which in those earlier times were seized
only far glimpses and half views of the
whole stupendous vision. Coming up to
Darwin's time, the author gives, not too
learnedly, the central thought of evolu
tion, its underlying idea. This involves
the amazing story of adaptation, that
series of compromises, by which life was
permitted to survive and. finally, to es
tablish itself as individual and class. The
author then tells one or more special
stories to set out in sequence the pro
cesses of evolutionary growth. Here Is
the story of how the vary highest class
of animals came to be, the class to which
we belong. Here, too, is set out the won
der-story of the strange and far begin
nings of our friend, the horse. And, be
sides, the study gives a"h outlook into the
future of man. Here the law of evolution
expands to control the growth of societies
and governments and the other manifold
relations of men to men. It enlarges to
embrace within its direction the things of
the mind and of the spirit, as well as
those of the merely physical man. The
only hope that early readers of the sub
ject of evolution have of grasping its cen
tral idea, its essential facts. Its general
meaning, is to come upon some broadly
organized, concrete view of it, where il
lustrations and examples are abundant
and drawn from familiar sources, where
applications are practical and 'within the
concerns of the present and the immediate
future. And these are the qualities that
conspicuously mark this discriminating
and objective study.
THE OOLDE.V BARRIER. By Agnes
and Egerton Castle. New Tork:
Doubleday, Page & Co.
The problem that is presented in "The
Golden Barrier" is not a new one. In
deed, it is one of the oldest that has ex
isted since wealth and love began to con
flict. A great heiress, willful and thought
lessly intent upon playing lady bountiful
to struggling artists, poets, reformers and
the like, is sincerely and honestly loved
by the agent of her estate, a gentleman
who has undertaken thj# work in the
emergency caused by sudden failure of
fortune. After maneuvers that Cover a
considerable part of the story these two
are married, and then the trouble begins.
A scheming aunt and a designing former
admirer contrive a separation between
the husband and wife and she returns
to her old, extravagances and largesse
and he sets up bachelor quarters. Ulti
mately the twain are joined again. The
story Is not especially novel, but it is
well told and provides a delightful en
tertainment.
EL DORADO; an tdrenturr of the
scarlet Pimpernel. By Baroness
Orczy, author of "The Scarlet Pim
pernel," etc. New York: George H.
Doran Company.
Baroness Orczy can keep on telling sto
ries of the Scarlet Pimpernel as long as
her pen finds its way to the ink pot, and
she will always be sure of readers. This
remarkable character has gained a firm
h<^d upon the affections of story readers,
wlfether he is rescuing beauty in dis
tress or intriguing against corrupt gov
ernment. In this particular case he has
undertaken the really hopeless task of
rescuing the Dauphin of France from the I
terrorists. In the execution of his de- |
sign complications arise, owinp to the ;
impetuosity of a younger njember of his !
party, who falls desperately in love with j
an actress and has himself to be rescued
rather than the heir to the French crow n.
The Scarlet Pimpernel is as attractive
and gallant as ever in this thrilling tale ,
of the revolution.
HAPPY-GO-LUCKY. By Ian Hay.
With illustrations by C. E. Brock. j
Boston: Houghton Mifflin Company.!
It is at the Christmas holiday break
fast given to themselves by the home
going -students of Hivite House at
Grandwich that "the freak" first makes
his appearance, a remarkably shy lad
with a talent for long words and a posi
tive genius for friendship. A little later
on the homeward journey the freak ap
plies himself to good effect in a railway
carriage for the entertainment of an
attractive miss of four years. It is a
good many years before he meets her
again and on this later occasion she is
on top of a London omnibus, and the
freak has a long run for it to find a
place wher? he can study her resistless
features without recognizing them as
familiar. Between these two encounters
are staged many happenings, chief of
which, in the reader's interest, is the
freak's engagement under maternal au
spices to an altogether unsuitable young ,
woman of social position and profound
seriousness. The freak is released from
this thraldom by way of an impulsive
indulgence in charity at a race track,
where he performs instead of a ballad
singer in ill-health, greatly to the disgust
of his fiancee. The freak's engagement
to the girl of the railway carriage and
the later omnibus is altogether displeas- |
ing to his mother, but he nevertheless 1
persists, for it is the "real thing" at last
after much philandering. A charming
description is given of a socially impos
sible family living in Bloomsbury, Don
don. This tale Is told in part by one of
the freak's schoolmates, who lias his
own little romance and whose wife is a
goddess in the machine and finally facili
tates the course of true love.
THE WAY HOME: a Novel. By Basil
King, author of "The Inner Shrine."
Illustrated by W. H. D. Koerner.
New York: Harper & Bros.
It was ordained by his mother that
Charlie Grace should become a minister
like his father. She. the second wife of
the popular rector- of St. David's in New
York, died in the full belief that that
would be his choice of his career. But
Charlie was then very young, and had
much ground to cover with his little
legs before he began to find his footing.
When at last he felt himself to be firmly
grounded he turned his back upon the
church, a decision that was, hastened
somewhat by his own father's experi
ence, when fashion had turned his con
gregation elsewhere and he was losing
his power of pleasing the people. Be
coming an established factor in business
young Grace reached a sudden decision
and rfiarried one of the girls whom he
knew as a little boy, now orphaned and
dependent. His own waywardness, his
lack of devotion to principle, his desire
to become financially powerful and a
certain tendency toward a light regard
for moral obligations all led him into
difficulties which are treated analytically
by Mr. King with fine precision, and
narrated in his most effective style. This
is a worthy successor to "The Inner
Shrine."
RICHARD FURLONG. By E. Temple
Thurston, author of "The Antago
nists." etc. New York: D. Appleton
& Co.
Richard Furlong went to London with
?12 in his pocket, at the age of eighteen,
thinking to acquire an education as an
artist and to establish himself on that
capital, a hopeless task, indeed. It would
have been, perhaps, quite as the usual
case had it not been for young Furlong's
encounter with a remarkable * girl, one
pitted with the power of sacrifice coupled
with great love. She gave herself freely
to this struggling youth because she
loved him. and when he would have mar
ried her, she, thinking of his future and
realizing that he was not in her social
class, reluctantly cut all legal ties. That
later they were married in no degree
lessens the sublimity of her offering.
Success comes to Furlong, through the
aid of a kindly old picture frame maker
and a chance acquaintance on the train
by which he came to London, and as his
wife dies he receives his final release
from the struggle of poverty and is com
missioned as a recognized factor in the
world of art. This is one of Mr. Thurs-1
ton's most powerful stories.
THE OPENING DOOR; a Story of thr
Woman's* Movement. By Justus Miles
Forman. author of "The Unknown
Ladv," etc. New York: Harper &
Bros.
An interesting aspect of the feminist
movement is here presented with Mr.
Forman's most adroit gift of story tell
ing. The tale concerns a young woman
of New England birth, left orphaned
early in the charge of an aunt who is
one of the leaders and most effective
workers in the cause of woman's political
emancipation. This throws the young
woman into contact with some strange
characters. Ultimately she finds her
happiness in a husband and a home and
a baby. This is not an argument against
woman suffrage nor a demonstration in
favor of exclusive domesticity, but it il
lustrates some of the phases of this new
movement and presents some of the
questions that every wcjman must answer
for herself.
THK VOYAGE OF THE HOPPER
GRASS. By Edmund Lester Pear
son, author of "The Believing
Years." With illustrations by
Thomas Fogarty. New York: The
Macmillan Company.
It certainly was an unusual name that
the little catboat bore that carried an old
"sea dog" and a crew of boys on a
pleasure cruise. No wonder that nearly
every one who saw the gold letters on
the stern insisted on spelling them out
ami commenting on the singular title.
These boys had been promised a trip in
the Hoppeigrass if they provisioned her,
and they started at 6 in the morning,
just as the mist was rising, under the
kindly guidance of Capt. Bannister, and
for several days had a series of great
adventures and the best of a good time.
There is a good deal of piracy here, some
of it of second-hand variety and again
piracy of the present day. The author
of "The Believing Years" has here pro
duced a story that boys of all ages will
greatly enjoy reading.
SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN BOY SERIES
?WITH THE MEN WHO DO
THINtiS. By A. Russell Bond, author
of "The Scientific American Boy,"
etc. New York: Munn & Co.
Two young lads with a thirst for informa
tion decided to spend their vacation look
ing into the big engineering enterprises
around New York, and they undertake an
investigation that reveals to them some
of the greatest marvels of all ages. They
find out about skyscraper buildings and
go on the tops of some of the highest
scaffolds in the world. Then they go
scores of feet below the streets into
the foundation pits and the caissons for
tunnels. They are told how suspension
bridges are constructed and how the re
markable elevators of the giant buildings
are safeguarded. One of the most in
teresting chapters is that which describes
the bringing of water from the distant
Hudson region to the city, a work even
now under way. Again, these boys learn
about the great dredges that keep the
channels clear and things about the build
ing and launching of a battleship, while
a chapter is devoted to thfe "hoodoo"
drydock at the Brooklyn navy yard. To
gether they travel on a submarine, see
how soap is made out of a city's garbage
and how a sunken vessel is raised from
i the bottom of the river. An interest
ing description is given of the mysteries
of the telephone switchboard. This and
other '"things are vividly described in
this book, that every bov with a taste
for mechanical effects will greatly enjoy.
IN SEARCH OF A HUSBAND. By
Corra Harris, author of "The Re
cording Angel," etc. New ]iTork:
Doubleday, Page & Co.
This story is told by its title. The in
imitable manner of its telling, however,
remains for the reader to gather from
every page. The straight course taken
by Mrs. Harris into the mind and feel
ings of this young, and. at first, only
half-instinctive, husband hunter is little
short of a marvel. As much a wonder,
too, Is the way in which she makes a
drama of the effects of this business upon
the girl herself. First, she is the beau
tiful girl. Then, still beautiful, she Is
the calculating young woman, communi
cating this change into the air about her
in a thousand unconscious ways. In
tangible sex antagonisms spring up
around her, in place of involujatary hom
age to her beauty and girlhood. The old
secret of woman pursuing and man pur
sued, is out?that old, old secret, which
women, mazing the chase, have turned
about by the witcheries of their slelght
of-hafid, making it appear that it is the
woman who flees, the man who pursues.
Here are the tacit bargainings, the trade
now on and then off again, the new
snares set, and so on and so on, in a
brilliant and unsparing drama of the
hunt. Thus outlined, it sounds out
rageous. In its length and breadth and
depth, however, it is no more than a so
cial drama of not uncommon foundation,
developed with profound insight, preci
sion of analysis, and a genius of terse
and vigorous expression. Mrs. Harris
has, in workmanlike fashion, made an
important and courageous story, as well
as a very interesting one.
MOTHER'S SON; a Novel. By Beulah
Marie Dix, author of "Betty-Bide
at-Homc," etc. New York: Henry
Holt & Co.
Little Betty of "Betty-Bide-At-Home"
comes across into this new novel. She is
a big girl now. finished up with an edu
cation that is stuck full of the modern
woman's notions. She is. too. somewhat
in support of these notion?, well on the
way toward a substantial success as a
playwriter. The hero is a German "toy
soldier." exiled by a done-out father to
America, where, throughout the length of
this story, he cuts a rather sorry figure,
save for good looks and ar. unborn baby's
Ignorance of men and life. Even after
one has charitably counted the strange
ness of this new country to the boy. and
the early handicap uf having been teth
ered by his mother's apron string. h<- still
sings pretty low. However, a man is just
what a woman's imagination makes of
him. And with the maternal side of
Betty uppermost whenever this beauti
ful and helpless boy appears, the expect
ed comes to pass, and Betty imagines
him straight into her own heart. This
consummation suits the reader, as he
prays it will continue to suit Betty. For
along the way of this adventure the in
gratiating boy has captured good will
from everybody; so. one likes to feel that
Betty will write plays and look after
him, and keep him from becoming quite
lost before he finds himself, as there are
signs that he is finally sure to do. An
uncommonly interesting group of men,
Americans and Germans, with one wom
an besides Betty, fills up the corners and
much of the middle ground of this ro
mance in a spirited and wholesome set of
sympathies and pursuits. It is a highly
entertaining story, whose best work
comes out in the art with which the au
thor rescues the "toy soldier" from con
tempt and passes him over, a very lova
ble human being, into the profound lik
ing of the reader.
THE MAIN ROAD. By Maude Radford
Warren, author of "The Land of the
Living." etc. New York: Harper &
Bros.
This is a true story, essentially true. It
is. besides, one of strong character and
exceptionally good workmanship. It is
the story of Janet Bellamy, from a little
child, through the emotional and vlcissi
tous years of girlhood up to the approach
of her marriage. It will be hard to find a
franker, or more penetrating, or more
sympathetic picture of the secret turmoil
of a young girl's life than the story of
Janet Bellamy reveals. ? It is, to be sure,
the common and convenient theory that
little girls are not thinking about any
thing at all. The Lord only knows where
this theory came from. It is probably one
of those innumerable made-up things
that people cling to, as if the mere cling
ing to a theory would, if persisted in,
hatch out a coveted fact. Any woman
who remembers her own bewildered child
hood can sponsor Janet Bellamy. T'nder
the figure of Janet, changing lijie an in
sect from larva to chrysalis, and then to
a winged and soaring creature, Mrs.
Warren makes an absorbingly true and
provocative story.
MADELEINE AT IIER MIRROR: a
Woman's Diary. By Marcelle Tin
ayre, author of "The Shadow of
Love." Authorized translation from
the French by Winifred Stephens.
New York: John Lane Company.
Madame Tinayre's diary is a picture
book wherein impressions, reflections,
fancies, dreams and memories flock in
pleasing medley out of the procession of
seeminglv uneventful days. Every sort
of thing?the plain and simple tasks of
the morning, the lull of noonday, the
iorthfarings of leisured afternoons, the
homing flight of nightfall?moves the pen
of this delicately subtle, this daintily ar
tistic diarist. Pictures of French life in
town and country, of women In the shops,
of fiat hunting, of women in literature,
a summary of the sverets of beauty, an
evocation of the spirit of .'can Jacque:
Rousseau, as topics, show fairly the to
and-fro. the hither-thither quality pos
sessed hv this diary. The charm of the
book lies in the personal comment of the
author upon any and every subject, and
in its French precision and purity of
style.
FAMI1<I\H SPAMSH TRAVELS. Wil
liam I>ean Ho wt lis Illustrated. New
York: Harper & Bros., publishers.
A long-ago boy read Don Quixote "in
tiie little room under the stairs" of lil?
home in Ohio. A wise man of today, who
has harvested fame along with his dec
ades. has just written these Impressions
of a recent visit to Spain. And step by
step through the country, and page by
page through the book, they keep step
together?the man and the boy he used
to be.
So realistic is the sense of companion
ship conveyed?helped out by one's own
memory-journeys with dead-youthselves?
that one feels that no matter how wide
open the man's eyes are to the shame as
well as to the glory of Islam's conqueror,
and to the havoc made by the vandal we
call progress, the boy keeps valiant
faith with his illusions. He Is seeing his
castles in Spain. And that It Is the man's
wish that the boy retain his glamours Is
evidenced by Mr. Howells* foreword to
his friend?"the gentle reader": "I had
better be honest with him and own at
the beginning that passion for Spanish
things which was the ruling passion of
my boyhood: I had.l?etter confess that,
however unrequited, it held me in the
eager bondage of a lover still, so that I
never wished to escape from it, but must
try to hide the fact whenever the real
Spain fell below the ideal."
That the man many times found himself
justified in his boyish faith Is evidenced
by the final paragraph of more than 3UU
pages: "In little things and large I
found the Spaniards everywhere what I
heard a Piedmontese commercial travel
ler say of them In Venice fifty years ago:
'They are th>? honestest people In Eu
rope.' In Italy I never began to see the
cruelty to animals which English tour
ists report, and in Spain I saw none at
all. If the reader asks how with this
gentleness, this civility and integrity the
Spaniards have contrived to build up
their repute .for cruelty, mendacity and
every atrocity; how with their love of
bull feasts and the suffering to man and
brute which these Involve, they should yet
seem so kind to both, I answer frankly
I do not know. 1 do not know 1m?w the
Americans are reputed good and Just and
law-abiding, although they ofte.n shoot
one another, and upon mere suspicion,
rather often burn negroes alive." In ad
dition to the downright descriptive delight
of the journey, pictured throughout its
pages with cathedrals, tombs, universi
ties, castles?real castles of Spain?and
streets and roadways and "types." there
is an "argument" synopsis of his travels
versed by Mr. Howells. and which it
seems a pity to have printed on the
jacket rather than on the book's cover.
HE league for the decoration of
public schools of Washington
. has taken up its work for the
winter and is planning im
provements along artistic lines
for several of the local school buildings.
This league was formed several years
ago and has done much, considering thd
limited funds at its command. Its first
work was the decoration of the Hubbard
School, which stands as a type of excel
lence botli in planning and decoration.
Other schools were then taken up in turi>
in various sections of the city, some old
buildings and others new. In each in
stance the league had the Co-operation
of the municipal architect, under whose
supervision the designing and repairing
of school buildings come, and worked
with him. sui pigmenting his efforts.
Formerly it was the custom to have all
the walls of the school buildings white
and bare?no thought was given to deco
ration or esthetics in any form. The lirst
step in the direction of improved appear
ance was taken when the Western High
School was built. At the suggestion ol
L?r. F. K. Lane, then head principal of
all the high schools, the assembly nail in
that builrting was tastefully decorated,
with the result that marKed improve
ment was noted In the conduct of th.*
student body. What was p/gvea true by
this instance has been found universally
true, and now throughout the country
marked improvement m the design and
tinisn of all public school buildings is to
be noted. Here in the District ot Colum
bia the change has of necessity been
gradual. The new school buildings are
good in design and satisfactorily nnisiied
with view to suitable decoration, but
many of the old ones are still bare and
rather forlorn. These have been done
over and their walis tinted as rapidly as
appropriations would allow, but this is
not very rapid and much still remains to
be done.
During the past summer the league
loaned some aid in this direction. At all
times it has aimed to take jiito consid
eration something more than superficial
decoiation. the mere emplacement ot pic
tures. To put a few pictures oil tlie
walls is not creating a decoration?the
w hoie aspect must be regarded. To sonic
ot tne schools casts have been given as
well iuj pictures, to otiiers pictures have
been loaned.
i he L.brary of Congress has co-operat
ed with the league in tending handsome
prints from its duplicate collection se
cured through the operation 6t the copy
right law. These the league has framed
in standard styles and lias circulated
among the schools. Th.s is an important
work anil one which should be heartily
>upporie<l '1 he influence of environment
r v.iy great and the period given to
senool attendance the most impression
m a litettme. Knowledge and ap
preciation ol ait is des.rab.e, not in
o. d< r that artists may be more numerous
i?ut that tne individual may be eii/iched
and profited; lor in proportion to ones
understanding .s one's sense of enjoy
ment quickened and enlarged. Art opens
tiu eyes and strengthens Uie resources
of pleasure.
T he School Art I^eague of New York
is a ver> w.deawake organization. It
was established on somewhat the same
basis as the Washington league, but has
added to its scope ot activities. It con
ducts' lecture courses for its members
and th. pupils in the schools and has in
augurated series 01 Saturday ta.Ks iu
Lov.i tin Metro!>olitaii Museum and the
Brooklyn inst.tute Museum, by which
means it a.ms to bring the children into
a. tiial touch with the real treasures of
art. and t?> cultivate in them a museum
going habit ,\ junior membership was
started this year among high school stu
dents. and within ten days ot the first an
nouncement no less than 700 names were
enrolled. I/ast year the New York
l-eague held forty meetings. Seventeen of
these were exclusivtly for pup.Is of the
public schools, and the attendance was
over tM>?? Several of these meetings
wet".- held in connection with important
exhibitions, and took the form of per
sonally conducted tours under expert
leadership. In addit on to this our New
York sister organization gives scholar
ships to industrial art schools and
awards medals fur line craftsmanship.
Two hundred of th.- latter were awarded
last June, all of which were paid for by
Andrew Carnegie. Tlit field iu very wida.
but it is full of interest and promises
large returns.
The president of the Washington
league is James Rush Marshall, and the
secretary is Miss Myra Hendley.
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MANY will learn with the utmost sor
row and regret of the serious illness
of James Henry Moser, president of the
Washington Water Color Club, and for
many years intimately connected with art
life in Washington. Mr. Moser's health
has been poor for over a year, but since
Friday of last week he has been in a
serious condition. lie has been able to do
very little work during the past summer,
but he returned to Washington from his
Connecticut home greatly improved, and
was looking forward to the .winter's ac
tivities with the utmost pleasure.
Mr. Moser holds a high place as a
water colorist in the estimation of his
colleagues and those of critical judgment.
He is a member of the Salmagundi CMb
of New York, and constantly exhibits in
New York, Philadelphia aud elsewhere.
His love of art is deep-rooted, and his en
thusiasm over his profession has been
spontaneous and delightful, lie has not
only numerous admirers, hut many warm
friends in Washington and elsewhere who
will wish him a sure and speedy recovery.
AX exhibition of thirty-five color etch
ings by George Senseney. formerly of
Washington, opened in the Brown-Rob
ertson Company print gallery, New York
city. Wednesday. Thiw exhibition includ
ed practically every plate that Mr. Sen
seney has etched, and is the first in which
a complete set has been publicly dis
played. The Library of Congress has
quite a number of Mr. Senseney's works,
Mr. Parsons, chief of the print division,
having been among the first to recognize
his talent and having followed his career
closely. ~ - '
Color etchings differ from etching in
black and white, or other monotint, not
merely by being printed in color; They
are literally painted on" the plate, and
each impression is therefore an individual
expression. Mr. Senseney's work is very
lich and full, his subjects are well
chosen. a\id his effects are admirably ren
dered. There is both strength and sub
tlety in his work?it has poetic quality,
and yet carries conviction. Mr. Senseney
studied at the Corcoran School in this
city, under Howard Helmick. For .a
number of years he has spent much of
his time in Paris. For the past decade
his work has been well known to col
lectors.
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FROM November 1 to 29 a collection of
sculpture b*f Janet Scudder will be
on view at Theodore B. Starr's. 5th ave
nue, New York. Miss Scudder has spent
several winters in Washington and is
well known here. She is one of the
leading sculptors of the day and her
(Copyright. 1913, !>y W. Werner.i
Mrs. t'ooper had never felt at home on
the street. not even in the first week of
delighted comparison of its elmshaded
green lawns with the dusty fences of
Braley avenue, that poverty stricken
stretch of gray tenements and cheap flats.
But the old place, though gray and dusty,
and swarming with dirty children, had
been home for nearly thirty years while
Peter, her husband, was climbing, slow
ly at first, later with great bounds, from
street laborer to contractor. It took them
| a long time to realize that they could
I move to another neighborhood?one of pil
j tared piazzas, green lawns and wide win
?dows.
Peter realized it first. "We don't have
to live here." he said slowly one warm
Sunday morning when Mrs. Cooper was
complaining fretfully of the racket those
Saunders children niade next door, wak
ing her at 5 o'clock.
She put down the chicken that she was
preparing to roast. Then she pushed her
spectacles up till they rested upon her
gray hair. In moments of meditation the
glass was a hindrance, "Why, so we
needn't." she acquiesced. "We've no chil
dren to save for." This last rather sadly
Peter lost no time after the idea ju nped
into his old grizzled head. Within a week
he had found, inspected and paid for a
lovel> gray stone house. It had a lawn
in front and behind. That behind vvas al
together too velvety green and smooth to
be designated at a back yard. There were
hydrangeas fore and aft, rhododendrons,
a nasturtium bed, vines over the pillars,
cement walks and a fountain. It was ex
actly the kind of place that you ride or
walk past and sigh enviously for. M.?*.
Cooper's tired old eyes brightened at sight
of it when they rounded the corner.
"Ain't it lovely?" she sighed.
"We'll do it up in tiptop shape while
we're doing it." Peter declared. llis
wrinkled old face was crtased in pure de
light. After stolidly making money all
these years it was a sort of intoxication
to realize so suddenly the joy of spend
ing it.
They did it is tiptop shape. They
bought a rosewood piano to match the
massive ornate fireplace. They bought
lovely rugs to match the piano and lace
curtains and soft-toned draperies to cor
respond with the rugs. Then old Peter
Cooper went placidly back to his con
tracts and money-making and Mrs. Coop
er sat 011 the pillared piazza and prepared
to enjoy life. And in the very first mo
ment of sitting discovered that she was
horriblj lonesome, for all the neighboring
houses had velvety green lawns and dig
nified h: drangeas and draperies that
meant money. And none of the neighbors
cared to get acquainted with the gray
haired. liomt!} old woman who had moved
among them. Peter, being downtown
every day, cared nothing for neighbors.
They were very unlike the neighbors of
Braley avenue, who mostly wore kimonos
?not always ' lean?and ran in without
THERE WAS NOTHING I ..EFT
liBR Hl'T TO SIT ON THE
LOVELY PIAZZA.
FOR
ceremony to borrow or gossip or confide
their trouble or joy. These neighbors wort
mostly tailormade suits when they went
out and they never borrowed and noni
came to call.
"Oh, give 'em time," said Peter, com
fortably, when she complained wistfully
"Of course, they ain't the free and easv
kind. But after a while you'll get ac
quainted." Peter judged from the men In
met downtown, uome of whom were re
4
work is distinguished by originality and
force. It is as a maker of fountain?, per
haps. that Miss Scudder is best known,
these having first brought her into
prominence, but# she is an excellent
medalist and has produced some monu
mental work that is very worthy?for
instance, one of the statues for the
Brooklyn Institute. The fountains are
for the most part tlgures in bronze of
children?healthy, vigorous little urchins,
sportive and sturdy, modeled with all the
charm of medieval simplicity and much
of the joy of renaissance feeling. They
are neither elves nor angels, but children
of a perfectly normal type taking joy in
life. . The ^Metropolitan Museum owns
Miss Scudder's "Frog Fountain," an
other one of her works is on the Rocke
feller estate and others are in public col
lections and private ownership. Miss
Scudder has a studio and home near
Paris, but she works a part of each year
in New York.
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IX the Vose Galleries, Boston, an ex
* liibition has just been held of works by
William Baxter Closson. The collection
comprised sixteen paintings, notable
among which were "The Angel." which
was shown first at the most recent bien
nial exhibition of cotemporary Ameri
can paintings in the Corcoran Gallery of
Art. and "Three Friends," to which was
awarded an honorable mention in the
Society of Washington Artists' annual ex
hibition last spring. The majority of the
canvases shown were, according to the
Boston Transcript, "decorative ideal com
positions of the genre, to which the
artist has been devoting himself for
the past two or three years, in which
grace and buoyancy of movement, the
pleasing play of lines, and agreeable col
oring of a light and almost diaphanous
sort combine to express ideas of a vague
ly poetic character?ideas which are sug
gested rather than definitely set forth by
the very loose and sketchy style in which
they are embodied."
There were also, however, landscapes
and one portrait, the last of special inter
est to Washingtonians, it being of Dr.
Edward M. Gallaudet, emeritus president
of the college for the deaf at Kendall
Green. Mr. and Mrs. Closson spent the
summer, as usual, at Magnolia, Mass.,
and are now passing a few weeks in Bos
ton. Later they may come to Washing
ton for a portion of the winter season.
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ROBERT HINCKLEY has permanently
removed his studio from this city to
Relioboth Beach, Del., but he has not
abandoned his art. At present he is
painting a portrait of former Gov. Sim
eon S. Pennewill. to be placed in the
state house at Dover. Mr. Hinckley has
recently compiled a partial list of the por
traits he has painted and the number ex
ceeds seventy-five. These are almost all
of distinguished persons and inanv of
served at first, but in the end always
yielding to liis geniality.
Then he went downtown and forgot all
about the situation. Mrs. Cooper didn't
complain again. She was there because
she had wanted to come. It wasn't his
fault. She went pretty often down to
Braley avenue. But after a little she no
? ticed that they weren't quite so natural
there. They seemed a little in awe of her
since she had moved into a "grand place."
And she couldn't prevail on any of them
to come out and visit her.
There was nothing left for her but to sit
on the lovely pillared piazza and wistfully
watch her neighbors, a proceeding that
she had held in contcmpt. worthy only of
a shiftless, prying housewife back on busy
Braley avenue. But scruples fade when
you are without entertainment or work.
She learned through her inaid of all work
the name of every tailored, cold-eyed
woman who passed, their Incomes, number
of servants, children, whose husbands
! drank, whose nagged and whose were
! stingy. Of all she watched wistfully, none
interested her like a tall, slim woman of
her own age who lived next door. But
the soft, sleek, gray pompadour of Mrs.
An jell was quite unlike the wabbly gray
roll of Mrs. Cooper, who had never-stop
ped to learn the knack of self-grooming.
Mrs. Anjell's clothes fitted her slim f*
as well as any young girl's, and she car
ried herself as youthfully. It was only
when you saw her close, without a veil,
that you could detect the crow's feet
around her chilly brown eyes. Chilly!
They were frosty. They rested upon
homely Mrs. Cooper without seeming to be
aware that they beheld anything at all.
"But I'd like to know her,"" Mrs. Cooper
sighed to herself. "She looks iike Matt;e
Simonds that I used to go to school with
back in Ohio." Her wistful eyes grew
remiivscentlv soft. "How many, many
years have passed since those school
days!"
It seemed that Mrs. Anjell was social
chief of the street. Every one nodded to
her with that degree o:" pleasure which
signifies a bit of sycophancy. Mrs. Coop
er noticed that people often crossed the
street for the chance of nodding to her.
"Dear me: 1 would Itke to know her,
even if I ain't her kind " murmured Mrs.
Cooper to the rhododendrons, with which,
for some reason, she felt on more intimate
terms than with the hydrangeas.
The summer, however, waxed hot and
waned. Autumn came and covered the
green lawns with red and yellow leaves,
and still Mrs. Cooper sat lonesomely on
the porch, except on the few occasions
that she motored and brought home with
her the Saunders children, whom she
stuffed with cake, candy and ice cream
till their mother complained that they re
fused to eat home fare any more.
And then one night Mrs. Cooper, going
out to the baak porch (or something??he
forgot afterward what?found Mrs. Anjell
?frosty Mrs. Anjell?tearfully, prayerfully
begging her maid to come over and help
her get dinner. "I've got company, and
it's too late to get a caterer. At least,
I've telephoned and telephoned," she was
saying, despairingly. "And they are peo
ple that Mr. Anjell is very anxious to en
tertain. To think both cook and second
girl would leave me In a lurch like this!"
Maggie didn't care to go. Not at all.
She shook her head at the proffered bill.
Maggie had an engagement with a gen
tleman friend just the minute she served
Mrs. Cooper's little dab of a meal. Mr.
Cooper wasn't coming home for dinner,
and Mrs. Cooper never ate much. And
into the pantry airily sauntered Maggie.
Mrs. Anjell turned away.
"Wait," called Mrs. Cooper, excitedly.
"I'll Eet me come over and cook
your dinner. I can't serve," hesitatingly,
"but I'm an elegant cook, if I do say it
myself."
"You!" said Mrs. Anjell. "Why?why
it's awfully kind of you. but I wouldn't
dream of imposing on your good nature."
There was a blend of doubt and frostiness
in her voice. The doubt was a trifle in
the ascendency.
"It ain't good nature," said Mrs. Coop
er. "But I'm so plagued tired of sitting
alone evening after evening and day after
day I'd like to mix up some pudding and
salad for entertainment." She spoke
desperately. "And?and?I ain't meaning
that I want to sit down with the folks
who come. It ain't that. They'll never
know but what I'm a hired cook."
Mrs. Anjell had stepped away, paused,
and was lost. And the layer of frostiness
and haughtiness melted. "Oh, if you
will." she cried, thankfully. "I hate to
accept, but " ?
"But you are going to," declared Mrs.
Cooper. "How do you want the fish
served?"
A weeii later Peter Cooper, opening his
mail at the breakfast table, waved a
square white card triumphantly at his
wife. "I told you they'd ;-et acquainted
with us in time. Here's an invitation to
dine with the Anje Is?high-toned folks,
I've heard, and stiihsh, but real good
natured when you get to know 'em."
Mrs. Cooper smiled tolerantly. Hus-?
bands merely were husbands. She had
an idea that hers might not altogether
like to know that she had spent a stren
uous evening in the Anjell kitchen. So
she merely said, heartily: "I don't know
about him. but Mrs. Anjell is awfully
sociable, once you get past that outer
layer of standofflshness, I know. And 1
guess I will get me a real nice new
dress."
(THE END.)
Mr. Gnaggs?Madam, you will have to
economize. You are very extravagant.
Mrs. Gnaggs?Dear me!
Mr. Gnaggs?I quite agree with you.?
Philadelphia Kccord.
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them have been permanently placed in
public buildings and great Institutions.
Five have been painted for the Wr est
Point Academy and two for the Naval
Academy at Annapolis; others are in the
Treasury Department, the State Depart
ment, the Capitol and the Supreme Court,
as well as local clubs and residences, to
mention but a few.
M'
[ISS ELIZABETH SPALDING, who
spent last winter in Washington,
has lately held an exhibition of her water
colors in Erie, New York and Meadville,
Pa., where they were most favorably re
ceived. Miss Spalding spent the summer
at Woodstock, and is returning this au
tumn to her home in Denver. Her paint
ings are sympathetic, colorful and skill
ful in treatment.
A
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T the twelfth annual meeting of the
Washington Society of the Arche
ological Institute, which will be held
next Wednesday evening, Mrs. S.
Arthur Strong (Eugenie Sellers) will give
an illustrated lecture on "Art and Em
pire: The Influence of Roman Imperial
ism on Later Antique Sculpture." Mrs.
(Strong is assistant director of the Brit
i ish School in Rome, and comes to Amer
ica as the fifth foreign Norton memorial
lecturer of the Archeologlcal Institute.
She has lectured on Greek art and
archeology at the British and South Ken
sington museums, delivered the ller
mione lectures at the Alexandra College,
Dublin; organized an exhibition of Greek
art at the Burlington Fine Arts Club and
written several books which are regarded
as authoritative. From St. Andrew ?
College she has received the degree or
LL D., and from Dublin University the
degree of Utt. D., and she lias been
elected life fellow of Girton College,
Cambridge.
*
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rEMBERS of the staffs of various
educational institutions and repre
sentatives of some of the art societies of
Washington met last Monday afternoon
at the Octagon for the purpose of plan
ning the formation of an art and arche
ology league, which will be primarily
educational in character. The meeting
for organization will be held next Wed
nesday afternoon. November 12. at 3:30,
it the Mount Vernon Seminary, when
Mrs Arthur Strong of the British 6chool
of Archeology in Rome will be tho guest
S! hJST It i. ?.-0led that 6tro..8
will make a few remarks on the intimate
relation of^ art and archeology. Those
who may desire to become charter mem
bers of the league can obtain cards of
invitation bv addressing Mi^h^ Carroll,
chairman pro tempore, the Octagon.
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* *
X exhibition ofc works by the four
leading Washington cartoonists and
other local newspaper illustrators waa
held this week in an improvised gallery
on F street, in conjunction with works
by the students of Will E. Chandlees
School ot Illustration. The drawings
shown were extremely interesting and
clever. The cartoon is a very direct mode
of expression and an exfremely forceful
phase of art. The cartoonist to be suc
cessful must grasp the salient faxts and
be able to present them so that ? >
understand at a glance. This
command of medium and skill, to say
nothing of wit. intelligence and'
In this exhibition the work of the pro
fessionals?those who have aU^n^~
was exhibited as a demonstration of pos
sibility. The work of the stuaents. which
was set forth In conjunction, "atu^ly
was less strong, but in some instances
showed promise.
*
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N the hemicycle hall of the Corcoran
Gallery of Art an exhibition of sum
mer sketches by students of the school
A
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BOOKS RECEIVED.
iSON'XKTS OK A SI KKH \f.KTTi:.
Barton Braley. Including also
^?V(4 Sonnets of m Mj*tiicut< "
Love Lyric* of a. S:iop Girl." "Lovo
Lyrlca of h Chauffeur." ('IiUhko:
Browne <fc Howell Company.
THE HEX UIIO RLlXi: THt TH\II.|
A?* ??ber IV??, By Sam C. luin
ham. With an introduction by
Joaquin Miller. New York: Itwrso
& Hopkins.
I'HOSTV I'KRl.l SOX. STK ITKtdST.
By Isowelt llardy. Illustration* by
Will Crawford New York: John
l.anc Company.
THE OFIXIOS SHOP. By llildrio
Davenport Owsley. With sundry
decorations by Penrhyn Ktanlaws.
Xcw York: Barse A Hopkins.
HONK AND HORUKi or. THnmIk
the Tropic*. By Emmet F. llartr.
Illustrated by P. Fo*. Chicago: The
Rellly & Britton Company.
THE EGOTISTICAL I. By Ellen Wil
kins Tompkins. New York: E. P.
Dutton A Co.
WATCH VOI R STEP! By the Subway
Guard (Alvin McCaslln). New York:
B. W. Huebesch.
THE W it OP PEACE AMI BLESSEIV.
NESS. By Swaml 1'araniana.nd*.
author of "The Path of Devotion.
t?tc. Boston: The Yedanta Center.
THE GREATEST BOOKS I* THE
WOKLDi lalrrprrtlvr Studies By
Laura Spencer Porter. With lists of
collateral reading helpful to tho
study of great literature. Boston;
Houghton Mifflin Company.
THE PROGRESSIVE MOVEMENT: lis
Uloclplea aid Its Program. By S. J.
Duncan-Clark. With mi' Introduc
tion by Theodora ltoosevelt. Boa
ton: Small. Maynard A <"o.
THE PACTS OF SOCIALISM. By
Jessie Wallace Huxhan. Pb. I)., au
thor of "American' Socialism of the
Present Day." New York: John
Lane Company.
THE CVMES A B C. Versed by Mary
Mills Lya.ll. Pictured by Earl
Harvey Lyall. New Yo-k: <; P.
Putnam's Sons.
THE PARABLE OF THE t IIEHBIE*.
By Edward A. Stelner. author < *
"Tlie Broken Wall," etc. N? \v York
Fleming H. Revell ('ompany.
THE .MOV XT A INS A HOI T II.1.1 % MS
TOWN. By George i?.in?i .'ir Ua>*
mond. 1.. H. D., With, at introduc
tion by MarioA Mills MiUor. \.A\ 1).
With thirty-tlireo illustt :ttjo;v? tio:.i
original photographs prepared by
H. E. Kinsman. C. M. l?odd and t!i
author. New York: G. P. I'utuuui'a
Sons.
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CENTLY ADDED.
The following list gives the titles of ^
some of the new German tiction recently
added to the Public Library, together
with a few books on literary criticism,
printing, libraries and library work:
Literary Criticism.
Biikley. Francis. Matthew Arnold an.i Hit
Poetry. ZYA-ArOOb.
Catamlnn. Louia. Carlyle. ZYA-CIH.V.
Cornford. L. C. William Ernest Ilenler. ZYA- _
H3ttlc.
Kit on. Oliver. A Surrey of English Literature.
17P0-1M30. 2 ?. ZY-El/Sa.
Field, C. H. A. Persian Literature. ZYtW.% F*.
Legeuls. K. H. t?eofrrey Chancer. ZYA-t'lUtl ? A
Simons. ??. 13., tt Orr, C. I. Dramatization.
Sfpurgeon. C. P. K. Mysticism in English Lit
erature. ZY-Si<t?7nj.
Swinburne, A. C. Charles Dickens. ZYA
Doosw.
Printing: and Typewriting.
Basford, H. M. How to Estimate on Printing.
ZH-BSMli.
Trocy, G. A. History of the Tyi osraphlcal
I'll Ion. ZH-TU73.
Typewriting ?.y the Touch MetbAl. ZHVV BSV
Van Kaut, A. C. Hie Van Sant System of
Touch Typewriting for (Mirer Trp-wrltere. ZIIW
YSCso.
Bibliography.
Saint Pun1. Minn. Public Librai?. < a;a.<>,'ti ?
of Drama* l>y Title ait<I Author. 111!:;. ZWYI'
Sa2u. Reference.
t". S. Library of Congress. liivi-i<>n of Maim
aeripta. A Calendar of the Papers of John .1or?laii
Crittenden. ZWE-T"n4ft<'. Reference.
Weltbreeht, II. I". A Blbllotrrajih) f >i wi- >m
ary Students. ZWDS-W4. Itif.r.ii .
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Libraries and Library Work.
Brown. J. I). A British Llbran Iiiunaiy.
ZP45-BM1K.
tJrven, H. S. The Public Libia ?> Sotetiu ui n
the Unite.] states. 1S.13-1M*:;.
Sa^ra. W. C. B. Short ?Vui? in I't ? , a
Classification. ZKI1-K.i*?s.
German Fiction. "
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Atlas, Martin. Titan. Y47F-A Mi'I
Bartach. Kudulf liana. Der lx?tz(.- Sin,lent. *
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Bendeer, Lndtvig. ?'AiiinniKi-i"*.- Mx-ml i.n'"
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Oeia*ler, Ma*. l>aa ho'ue l.ieht. Y47!'-?;27!?ii ?
Haarhaua. J. It. Das Gluetck dea iluiiix's ltott
land. Y47F-H111*.
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The Delicate Touch.
Frooi Foegende Rlaetter.
"That Muller is a peach at borrow
ing. At the dance laat night h?- put
my tie straight, and when he had fin
ished I was 100 marks poorer."
A teacher in a big elementary school
had riven lessons to an infantu' class on
tha Ten Commandments. In order to t>'?i
their memories she aaked:
"Can ajiy little child give me a ctn
mandment with only four words in it'."
A hand wan raised immediately.
"Well," nald the teacher.
"Keep otf the rrass." was the reply.?
Pittsburgh Chronicle-Telegraph.
. lllui' t > aah price paid for
! AUTOGRAPHS lAutograuh Ijettera and D" U
BOUGHT menta of Fsmoua People Oat - ?
AND SOLD '''S* "i?.
P.r.MxIifSB, 0013th ar.,N. Y.
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