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THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAX, PORTLAND, JANUARY 5, I90S. 11 MB wi MIDDLE-AGED gentleman, who had Southern earmarks. Inscribed his name and title on the register Df the Hotel St. Reckless, turned his hand luggage over to Hops, the head bellboy, and disappeared in the direc tion of the men's cafe. . "'Bout four minutes from now and t bet that there old guy'U be cuttin' down the available supply of our pri vate stock of Bourbon," suggested the House Detective. "No, he won't," said the Hotel Clerk; "if he was from Michigan or New Hampshire your guess might come true. But you're putting the reverse English on the wrong side of your imagination this time. Our elderly friend yonder no doubt feels the need of a little stimulant after his trip up from Louisville, so he'll be taking a milk and vichy. If he's inclined to go to extremes he may tell the barkcep to make it pretty strong of the milk. He's a true Southern gentleman." 'Sure he is," said the puzzled House Detective, "that's wot I Judged from the first Jump. Wot would he be wantin' with milk when he could get the real nine-year-old pink proven der?" "What would he be wanting with milk?" echoed the Hotel Clerk. "Don't you know that a great wave of tem perance reform is sweeping over the once Sunny Southland? Yes, sir, Larry, a great wave of prohibition has reared Itself to the majestic heights Of the everlasting pyramids and is now mov ing onward and upward across the soil of dear old Dixie with its foam-crested breakers seeking, like the fretful porc upine, for whom they may devour, and Its mighty talons tempering the wind to the shorn lamb as they penetrate Immovably Into the verdant soil of the ever-shifting sea of public opinion, while its purpose, towering aloft liks the redwood of the Sierra Slopes, Is gathering force even an docs the irre sistible cyclone of the Western prairie, which stands forth, firm and faithful, a veritable beacon light throwing the handwriting on the wall across -the torrid Bands of the political Sahara and calling aloud in the clarion voice of the silent promptings of an awakened conscience to the storm-tossed mari ners, laboring through .the morasses of dpspair which adorn even the sunniest of human landscapes, that the real Balm of Gilead may be had at the above address. "Or words to that effect. As near as I "I know That all the New Years And the old -Shall hold for you Bright cups of gold Filled high with Love and plenty. For 'tis with years As 'tis with you There is no old. There is no new Love is at sixty As at twenty!" -SELECTED. The Garden of Allah, by Robert HIchens. Thirty-two illustrations. 12.50. Frederick A. stokes Company, New York City. Once, a young man born of a Russian father end an English mother found him self In the French country of North Af rica, and wondered where he could find the peace that passes all understanding, forgetting that it is not meant for this earth. Was it on the desert, in the crowded city, or on the restless ocean? His father was a freethinker and hi mother a Catholic. Religion beckoned to this young man, and he became a Tmpplst monk in the monastery of El Largnl, near Tunis, and took certain vows one of them celibacy which cut him off from the world. For 20 years this monk's soul Blept within him, but the world watched him with covetous eye and said: Aha! we will get him yet. Wnlt." He did not know the meaning of human love for a woman, or any of the eternal passionsi I'.ut one day the devil gripped him hard and said: "Come, sexless one, from your glided cage. Be a man. Fleo for knowl edge to the desert, which Is the Garden of Allah." So, poor fool, the monk cut off hi heard, secured worldly rluthes, and fled to the desert wastes of Reni-Mora. where be assumed hla personality of Boris An drovsky. Now, fate so willed it that' a Fweet temptation was placed in his way. Miss Domini Enfllden, an Englishwoman of aristocratic birth, 33 years old, rich, and beautiful, proved to be tho web de signed to catch the monk. "She was a strong,, active woman, with long limbs and well-knit muscles, a clever fencer, a tireless swimmer, a fine horsewoman. But tonight she felt almost neurotic like one of the weak or dissipated sister hood for whom 'rest cures are invented and by whom bland doctors live." Miss Enfilden also arrived at Beni-Mora, in search of a new sensation and principally to learn how to "understand herself," in the solitude of the desert. Ah! why did not a merciful Provi dence so shape events that these two souls should not clash? Why were they not suddenly stricken with illness and on recovery hurried to points far re moved? Love Is like the starting of a fire once it flames, it consumes. And the woman and the runaway monk met. He carefully guarded his secret, and though he begHn as an uncouth boor to "her, he ended by loving her and she him. . . . And they were married! With feverish haste, the ex-monk urged his bride farther into the desert, hoping that Its silence would swallow up his (secret. He became moody and surly to all. until a French officer recognized him. Then the miserable man confessed to Ills wife the deception of which he had been guilty. Now, If Mrs. Androvsky had been other than a devout Catholic; if she had been a Mormon, or belonged to any other church the chinces are that she and her husband would probably have passed the remainder of their lives as exporters of dates in the Algerian des ert, and defied what is vaguely known as the world. But the monk Is not a brave Luther. The knell of renunciation strikes, and with infinite courage the renegate monk makes a true confession to the woman lie has wronged and goes back for life to his monastery, while she and the son -who ie -born to her retire to an oasis In the Sahara. , So runs the plot of "The Garden of Allah." which for real poetic beauty and glowing pictures of a tropic paradise, re mains the chief novel of years both here HOTEL OLgRg;T2W0m-W!VE "CA.SZmLLY ZRYZ27G - can gather from the accounts of the mangled survivors, she started in Texas. Texas, Larry, used to be a state where a man was apt to catch his death if he left off his heavy hardware too early in the Spring. Many a man out there con tracted a fatal attack by swapping his Winter-weight Colts for the lighter and less protective pocket derringer before the weather and the Spring elections got settled. "These times, If a man says 'dash it' on a train passing through Texas they drag him off and sentence him to ten days at a Presbyterian prayer meeting. If he is caught with poker chips in his possession they make him eat them, after which a company of Texas Rangers take him out behind the T. M. C. A. building and use him for target practice. So many counties in Texas have voted in local option that at this time -the terri and over the seas. It will surely retain its proud position In permanent litera ture, for no one has written of the des ert as has Robert Hichens. He cannot surpass his work. Its calm, serious beauty haunts one its silences e, moods, strange humor and tempe-st. One mo ment the reader smiles at Batouch and Hadj, and then comes the hushed cry of the "Mueddin" to prayer, three times renewed: "Oh. thou that art covered, arise and magnify thy Lord, anad pyrify thy clothes, and depart from xincleanll ness." This .story has already run through 14 editions. The present volume ie of the edition-de-luxe description, and the pho tographs taken by Mile. Helene Philippe, who visited the scenes with her camera, preserve desert color to a remarkable degree. Not to have read "The Garden of Al lah" means that one has missed an ex quisite treat Its one song lingers: "No one but God and I Knows what is in my heart." The Scarlet Shadow. By. Walter Hurt, trice, $1.50. Th Appeal to Reason, Glrard. Kan. Quite a different novel frbm Haw thorne's "Scarlet Letter. "The Scffriet Shadow" tells of recent industrial troubles In Colorado-Id alio be tween the Mineowners Association and the Western Federation of Miners, the principal' murders related being those of the 13 men who were blown to pieces by dynamite at Independence, Colo., In June, 1904. and that. of Frank Steunenherg, for mer Governor of Idaho,- December SO, 19u5. Lurid and blood-thirsty, the novel is written from a pronounced Socialistic standpoint, and one of Its chief achieve ments is to exalt Eugene V. Debs to an exceedingly high pinnacle. Here and there can be detected blase notes, espe cially when Mr. Hurt describes Denver newspaper life. But of course he is en tertaining he Is too experienced a writer not to inject the necessary spice into his dish of words. One of the chief actors in the novel Tim McFarlane. "manager of the "West ern division of the Thugerton Detective Agency," clearly meant for Superintend ent James McParla'nd, of the Plnkerton Detective Agency. Other noted people who figure in the pages are Harry Or chard, Charles H. Mover, William D. Haywood, George A. Pettibone, Clarence Darrow, Bulkeley Wells, Sherman Bell, etc. The one man who works overtime ia Richard Walton, who "had grace in his every gesture like the rhythm of a per fect poem.'1 Walton is first Introduced as the atar reporter of the Chicago Clarion, "the chief organ of capitalism," sent to report the Idaho industrial con flict. The story finishes at page 416, and on page 419 Walton, faultlessly attired in evening dress, takes his own life leaving behind him a confession in which he stated that he belonged to the terrorist wing of the Russian revolutionary party, and that he alone killed Governor Steu nenberg. His letter also charged that the Independence railroad station was blown up by agents of the Mineowners Association for the purpose of casting suspicion upon the Western Federation of Miners and discrediting that organiza tion In the public mind. Walton hsd been the adopted son of a rich railroad president. Franklin B. Gower, but he . HXS JTEBTS Or3CCZIE &OL7 tory which still remains damp Is only about twice as large as the combined areas of England, Ireland, Scotland, the Baleric Isles and part of Germany and Asia Minor. "From Texas the wave worked north and east. Georgia went dry the first of the year, and already has all the symp toms of the Great American Desert. Oklahoma has voted out the Demon Rum, thus compelling the white populace to re sort to the favorite beverage of the Five Civilized Tribes carmine writing fluid, with pepper sauce and chewing tobacco stirred In. I'm ashamed to tell you what the uncivilized tribes fancy In the way of a beverage. In Alabama the Legislature has said the liquor traffic must go and it is in large towns like Montgomery and Birmingham it's going line. Saloon towns in Tennessee are so far apart that a Tennessee gejtleman often has to travel two hundred miles before break fast for his cocktail. Many Carolina com really was a proletariat, and the son of a man who was hanged in Pennsylvania as otie of the notorious "Molly Magulres." In speaking of his real father, Walton wrote : "He was hanged before I was born, and I came into the. world with the shadow of the scaffold falling across my cradle. This shadow fell also upon my soul and never was lifted." The acquittal of Haywood Is mentioned. In chapter 13 a scene Is enacted in which Harry Orchard agrees with Detective Mc Farlane for a sum of money to confess to the murder of Governor Steunenberg, im plicating Jack SImpkins and others, and to declare that he had been hired to do it by the Western Federation of Miners. Page 75 has a panegyric on newspaper reporters, which is amusing, and the "bouquet" finishes with this thought: Enslaved, improvident, elate. He greets the embarrassed gods, nor fears To grasp the Iron hand of Fate Or match with. Destiny for beers! The Soot of the lftth Century; His Religion and His Ufe, by the late Dr. John Watson. A. c. Armstrong A Son, New York City. This comes critically yet reverent ly from one who was a world-wide representative Scot of his generation, better known to the reading; world as Ian Maclaren. If any one had the right to appreciate the shortcomings and long-goings of the nation indi cated, he was the man. Many incidents are told about Scot tish writers and divines, and the whole book forms pleasant and Instructive reading. This about a muscular, country clergyman: He announced hta Intention one Sabbath of holding a diet of catechising in the house of a certain small laird who was distinguished for his ferocity and evil liv ing. When he arrived at the door the own er asked him what he came for. "I come," said the minister, "to discharge my duty to God, to your coneclence and to my own." "I care nothing for any of the three; out of my house, or m turn you out." trlt you can," said the minister, and then the minister had what may be called a preliminary "diet" with the laird, who w very powerful men. When the diet was over the landlord had all he wanted to eat, for he was lying on the floor with a rope round hie hands and feet. As the minister pleasantly remarked, "he was now bound over to' keep the peace, and then with bis captive before him, the minister called In the people of the district and taught them the "'Shorter Catechism," from the oldest to the youngest, no man refusing. It is encouraging to know that the laird became a decided Christian, but It Is difficult to see what alternative he had under the preaching of his parish minister. One chapter is given to the life of William Carstares, Presbyterian, whom Dr. Watson calls "the greatest ecclesi astic of the Scots Kirk." Of this worthy is told a story to show the good nature with which he contended against the Church of England: One day an Episcopal clergyman, who was very keen and Irreconcilable, received an In vitation to call upon Carstares. When he came into his room the principal was in a towering rage an unusual thing for him because his tailor had made a suit of clothes which would not fit him. He flung them peevishly about the room, and, at last, studying as It were for the first time the figure of his visitor, declared they were his very alee, and asked the curate to accept them, if only as an atonement for this fit of Irritation. He did not tell his visitor with the threadbare clothes that be had instruct 1 J X V Iff -TZECE5 " munities have a aw which prohibits a man fr.om drinking his bottled goods within one hundred yards of the place where he bought it. Hfe knows when he gets to the yard limit by the number of prominent citizens asleep on the ground, with their heads in their own laps, it being that kind of bottled goods. It is predicted that ere long a barroom in Mississippi--will be as scarce as a colored Republican who can get his vote counted and that's the rarest thing in the world, in Mississippi "And now the hydrant-headed monster of Prohibition has hit Kentucky, the home since time immemorial of most of the stuff that Is manufactured by the dis tilleries of Illinois and Pennsylvania, County after county in Kentucky has gone dry until now in the whole of the historic Bluegress state there are only about 3000 places where you can get It legally and only about 80,000 where you can get it otherwise. ed his tailor to make that suit for him, and when the curate returned the next morning to restore the ten pounda he had found in one of the pockets, Carstares assured him that when he took the coat he had a right to have everything that was In it. Of old-time sermons: Tne sermons had grown very much since the 16th century and were of interminable len-gth and corresponding weariness. When a man got a text, he would hardly let It ro, but continued from week to week upon the same subject. He was also in the custom of giving out a huge catalogue of heads. I myself counted 72 in one sermon of Erskine's. When Things Were Ioiog. By C. A. Steele. Charles H- Kerr & Co., Chicago. A dream of the coming Co-operative Commonwealth of America under Social ist auspices is here pictured, the first Chapter describing the Honorable Will iam Tempest, of New York City, getting the influence of Roman punch. Chapter two gravely heralds the dawn of Socialistic supremacy, the invention of flying machines, submarine boats, etc. Revolution, but mostly of a peaceful kind, breaks out In this country and throughout Europe, and money and bonds lose their value. This country is known as Altruria and the first President of the new commonwealth is Mr. Tempest, temporary headquarters of the new gov ernment having been established in City Hall, New York. On page 246 the new Portland, Or., is described: ' Portland has been regenerated. On. the old site has sprung up as if by the magi clan's wand Sv- dream city which many de clare tha loveliest In all Altruria. If not on earth. . . The whole Willamette Val ley and the country to the south have shared in the general metamorphosis, and where as they formerly had the worst roads In the world, bar none they now have many thousand miles of superior high-' ways and boulevards in a word, they live instead of merely existing to pay taxes. Socialism's' beautiful dream goes on to the extent of 279 pages, when the reader is astonished to suddenly learn that Mr. Tempest had fallen asleep and that all that had happened was an idle vision. The plot shows vivacity and ingenuity coupled with descriptive power, but the style is hurried and cheap. The Confessions, and Autobiography of Harry Orchard. By "himself." Illus trated. The McClure Company, New York City. - If a man who had lived In some far off country were to suddenly visit this one and for the first time see this at tractive looking volume with it pretty green cover and name in virgin-white letters, he would be pardoned If he did not connect Harry Orchard with blood stained crime. Commencing with "My Early Life in Ontario" to "My Reason for Writing This Book." Orchard's story whether one believes it or not Is a most re markable one and forms a striking study in criminology. What he has written In theee 255 pages recently ap peared -serially in magazine form. He says that his chief reason for taking the world Into his confidence, when he confesses his participation In so many murders, is "that it will be the means of stopping thto kind of work forever." J. M, QUENTIN. IX IXBIjAM AND WORKSHOP. For early publication there Is being pre pared a new edition of Anne Warner's Latest humorous story, "The Rejuvenation of Aunt Mary." -Its principal feature will be a eeriea of illustrations from photographs of the dramatic version of the story In which May Robe on Is now starring. V ' "The Automoblllst Abroad, by Francis Milton Page A Co.). strikes an European atmosphere that Is alluring, and Is singu larly free from much of the slang that marks too many auto stories. Mr. Milton has not reached the sublime heights of "A Six Cylinder Courtship" the beat auto yarn of the year but his book is worth while for all that. . . Barly th Is month th Putnam w 1 11 publish a new volume from the pen of Eli Metchnlkoff under the title of "The Pro longation of Human Life." The book will expound In the light of recent knowledge the contention of the author that human life Is- not only unnaturally short, but also unnaturally burdened With physical and mental disabilities. A programme unusually rich in attract ive features has been prepared for the Youth's Companion for 108. Serial stories will be contributed by writers of established repute and more than 100 short stories will be given In addition. Authoritative writers are to present a series of articles illustrat ing the progress of science and evolution during the past 80 years. A large audience no doubt awaits the new and cheaper biography of the famous bishop of Massachusetts which Dr. Alex ander V. G. Allen has prepared under the title of "Phillips Brooks". The book Is based upon the three-volume life by the same author, which won such wide recog nition when it was published seven years "Think of it, Larry. Kentucky going Prohibition! Kentucky at one fell swoop wiping out the source of countless ro mances and poems and chivalrous deeds, not to mention quite a few successful feuds. Think of Colonel Watterson, seated in the heart of an arid common wealth surrounded by 10,000 acres of mint all going to waste and unable to concentrate his mind on an editorial upon the beauties of the Fiery Southern Cross for thinking of the Big Dipper! Think of Colonel Jack Chlnn reduced to the horrid necessity of asking for chocolate soda and performing a silent rendition of 'I Just Can't- Make My Eyes Behave,' In the new Lexington branch of Good Old Doctor A. Wink's Kansas pharmacy. Think of Colonel O. F. C. Taylor work ing 'Lips That Touch Liquor Shall Never Touch Our'n' on worsted mottoes for the former jug-trade." "Wot's comln over them Southerners,, anyway?" asked the House Detective. ago. While much material has naturally teen eliminated. Dr. Allen has successfully preserved the essential traits of his portrait, and to a newer generation the present vol ume Is likely to be of more effective serv ice than Its more bulky predecessor. Joseph Conrad Is working on a new novel that he expects to finish about the middle of this month. It is a sea story, to be entitled "Chance," and the author describes It as "a discursive sort of thing; by no means wha the reviewers call a well-told story." At the same time he la draughting a story called "The Duel," with a military theme. Special Illustrations In color are the fea ture of an edition of Jane Austen's "North anger Abbey." Issued by Dent in London and Dutton In New York. In their series of English Idylls. The artist Is C. E. Brock, well known for similar work in bringing the scenes and characters of vari ous English novelties to life, and In this present instance he has fairly outdone him self. " Frank Danby, whose "Pigs in Clover1 and "Baccarat" will be remembered by novel readers as the sensation of the hour not many ye are ago, has written a story called 'The Heart of a Child," which la to be published early this month. It Is said to te the real story of a young girl of the people, who because of her beauty rises by way of the stage to the position of peer's wife. If It were only for Its wealth of Illustra tions, Margaret Boyd Carpenter's "The Child In Art" should be sure of a wide audience. There are 51 pictures embodying the conceptions of artists from classical times to modern days and including some of the most notable pictures In which chil dren figure. But the text Is as entertain ing as the Illustrations, for It traces In an Interesting manner of how the child came to take Its place in art. As contradicting the general Impression that it Is only novels which reach the class of the best selling books Thomas Y. Crowell A Co. point out that the essays and sermons of Dr. J. R. Miller have circulated in this country and England to the extent of over 1.0O0.O00 copies; that Anna R. B. Lindsay's "What Is Worth While" has attained In 10 years a circulation of 250,000 copies, and that a new edition of Ralph Waldo Trine's "In Tune With the Infinite" completes the 100,000 record or that work. V. Marion Crawford has written for the current number of the Century the true story of Beatrice Cenci. which he calls "a great love-drama, less noble, 'but even more human, and surely far more awful than the "Bride of Lammermoor,' " basing the cor rected version In part on recently acquired letters and documents, which prove that the facts, as far as they can really be known, "are broader, less sentimental, more na tural, and more dramatic than the legends that have grown upon them and fed on them, almost smothering them out of sight." The record of book popularity at the Washington, "D. C, Public Library during one week: In nonflctlon, the call wax for James "Programatusm" and Tubois "Psy chic Treatment of Nervous Disorders." In fiction, the demand was for Carey's "Angel of Forgiveness" and "Wharton's "Fruit of the Tree." Among the juvenile books, An derson's "Fairy Tales' and Defoe's "Robin son Crusoe" were the most asked for. Among other subjects of popular Interest during the week were economics, In which field the call was for Allen's "Efficient Democracy and Bretano's "Relations of Labor to the Law of Today." In pedagogy, there were calls for Arnold's "Way in arks for Teachers' and Dutton's "School Man agement." "Memoirs of Monsieur Claude gives In sight Into political bribery of France's Sec ond Empire. Claude was chief of police of Paris under Napoleon III and he describes the elaborate system of spies with which the Emperor surrounded himself. Their head quarters was the chamber noire, at the Tulleries. Claude says; "The informers, plotters, or bravi, who came to get their pay In this secret room for services rendered had a singular way of presenting an order for the sum due. They breathed on the glass of the door of the chamber noire, and then wrote their names on the mist left there, together with the sum to be paid. Reading this novel check, the cashier of his majesty paid the money, the creditor wiped off the mist with the sleeve of his coat, and no trace remained of the paseage of the spy, who was never, at the Tulleries. a personage of low order." James Riley, author of "Christy of Rath glln," has many interesting reminiscences of his boyhood in the old country. Among bis earliest recollections is that of Mickey Linn's school. Mickey had a round, bullet shaped bead, and a most savage expression. It was a rule of the school that scholars must study aloud. "I don'f see the lips goln" he would say. "Now let yes all at the leaons. Say It out! Spell It out! Shout tt out I" Then through the pandemonium that reigned could be distinguished, "Who made the wurruld-T" "What's an Island?" and "Tin times one ls frequently varied by the whaling and resultant walling of some unlucky urchin. Mr. Riley's descrip tions of Ireland and her people are given at first-hand, and with the pen of a master, and give weight and value to this enter taining novel. f . A brief appreciation of Abraham Lincoln by Robert O. Ingersoll, firs copyrighted in 1804, is now Issued as a reprint by John Lane Company. It exhibits the famous ora tor's -vigorous, direct and forcible style at its best, and It offers In brief compass an exposition of Lincoln the man of thought "They'll quit talking about the Late War next." "Not as bad as that, I guess, said the Hotel Clerk. "But you must remem ber, Larry, it's been a time of great re form waves everywhere. The President started the movement, I think, by re forming our ten-dollar coins. One day last Spring when he was casually trying his teeth on some gold pieces and drop uing the fragments on the White House floor, he was struck by the design on the back side of one of them. 'This foolish bird that's lying on its back all stretched but is no eagle," said the President. 'It's either a soft-shell crab or a clay pigeon. "So he called in a committee of the geniuses from the supervising architect's staff that design all those stone smoke houses, called Government buildings, which dot our common country, and they all went to work and chose a sculptor and now we've got something on our gold coins that looks like a winged kalso- and Lincoln the man of action. ''Lincoln was not a type we are told. "He stands alone no ancestors, no fellows, and no suc cessors. He had the advantage of living in a new country, of social equality, of per sonal freedom, of seeing In the horizon of his future the perpetual star of hope. He preserved his individuality and his self respect. He knew and he mingled with men of every kind; and, after all, men are the best books. He became acquainted with the ambitions and hopes of the heart, the means used to accomplish ends, the springs of action and the seeds of thought. He was familiar with nature, with actual things, with common facts." David Grayson's "Adventures In Content ment," to be published at an early date, re mind some readers while is was appearing in magazine form of the extraordinary boo. "A Journey to Nature," by J. P. M-, which made a notable Impression when It was published some years ago. The heroes of the two books have some things In common. Both had tried city life; both had grown weary of the stress and strain, the wear and tear of the city scramble; both found Inexpressible relief and satisfaction In the return to the fields, plowed land the sights and sounds of the country. J. P. M. was past GO when he broke the bonds of the town; David Grayson was nearer 3X Their farms appear to have been in different States. J. P. M.'s within 40 miles of New York; David Grayson's apparently remoter from the city. ' At a recent book exhibition in London, the opening address was delivered by Fred eric Harrison, and in the midst he gave voice to an opinion of reviewing that is both caustic and humorous. "It is no use to rely on what the critics say. They will not tell you much. I am rathei an old hand at criticism and reviewing, and I never care a straw what they say I know it is all non sense. The thing Is to select your books for yourself, but how can you choose your books unless you see them and get hold of them? An old proverb used to say, 'Don't buy a pig in a poke.' I say 'Don't buy a book In a poke.' people are in the habit of saying 'I ran across such and such a book, but that is an odd proceeding. If you want a horse or a motor-car or a wife you take a very good look at them before you Invest. I say take a good look at books before you lay out your money." Note: Should the public about to buy any book of Mr. Harrison, judge that book by the chary method he Indicates? " e At a recent dinner of the "Institute of Journalists in Tendon, H. G. Wells denied that any just distinction can be made be tween literature and journalism, except that the one claims Immortality and the other does not. "Some books last longer than others." he said, "and some topics last for centuries and centuries, but I do not believe that any books last for all time. . To this extent agreement may be had with Mr. Wells the value of a book cannot be Judged merely according to the time it oontinues to be read. The first appeal of every au thor must be to his own generation, com ments a writer in the London Daily News, anl that generation has as much right to judge whether he Is worthy or unworthy as any succeeding generation. If his contem poraries embrace him and posterity de nounces him. that, he may well say. Is not because posterity is wiser, but because it lacks just that quality to which he ap pealed In his contemporaries. If he has profoundly affected one generation alone, then he has profoundly affected the history of the race. In his trans-Atlantic letter to the New York Evening Post, Andrew Lang advises all people who like literary anecdotes of the mid-Victorian age the age of Carlyle, Thackeray and Dickens to read In the cur rent issue of Blackwood's Magailne the reminiscences of the late professor Masson, taken down from his dictation by his daugh ter. Misa Flora Masson. "The opening Is unpromising." he says; "we seem to receive the usual list of names, some of them for gotten; some like that of Douglas Jerrold, belonging to authors now little read, though remembered for their good sayings. But presently we come to Thackeray, and Pro fessor Masson's anecdotes confirm his repu tation for kindness and generosity. One of them gave me a great inclination to cry in pure affection and admiration for a man whom I never saw. Professor Masson, in these old days, was a young journalist, the first editor of Macmillan's Magailne. He held for many years the chair of English litera ture in Edinburgh University; he was the biographer of Milton, and. In old age, was the editor of the Register of the Privy Council of Scotland, adding prefaces not only useful but amusing." In Sir George Trevelyan's "Marginal Notes by Lord Macau lay" it is stated that Macaulay marked books as he read them. "Lord Rosebery, on -being presented with a paper-knife at Glasgow the other day, pledged himself that 'during his lifetime It should never cut sn unworthy book.' Perhaps he keeps other paper-knives for tasting. Macaulay read everything, and marked the unworthy books as copiously as tha worthy. If the book was trivial trash he would scarify tt for his amusement as Unmercifully as In the famous essay on James Montgomery. One of his victims was Miss Anna Seward. 'What can she mean?' "What language is that? "Was ever such pedantry found In company with such ignorance?' Such are some of his margi nalia in the 'Letters of the blameless. If pretentious, Swan of Lichfield.' Macaulay was never Implacable when a woman was concerned -even a woman who could de scribe a country house as an Edenlc villa In a bloomy garden.' Macaulay read on to the end. and found .at last a passage of simple pathos which enabled htm to write mlner. Dr. Long, the well-known natur faker, was sitting in his cosy library kill ing timber wolves when he first saw on of the new tenners. "And this here angel whltewasher with the overalls and the hair on its toes Is what that person Roosevelt calls an eagle," he remarked to Ernest Seton-Thompson-Thompson-Se-ton-And-Repeat, who was lying in am bush behind the instand waiting for bull moose to creep out of the 'Mis-Mos' volume of the encyclopedia. And the two of them laid down the trusty fountain pens with which they had been destroy ing the big game and burst into wild peals of demoniac laughter. "It's only been a few weeks since we ourselves were reforming the New York Sunday. It was & hot reform while it lasted, being conducted by a few of those esteemed parties who believe in making earth so unattractive that everybody' 11 be converted so they can go somewhere else when .they die. 'The present way of ob serving the Sabbath doesn't suit us at all," said these gentlemen. 'The idea of 4,000,000 ordinary persons trying to over ride the express, desires of SO or 90 of us!- It's a crying shame." And accord ingly they cried about it until they got a Judge to say that in his humble opinion Mclntyre & Heath and a troupe of per forming walruses did not constitute & Sacred concert for Sunday afternoon In the strict sense of the word; and so just for that we had a couple of Sundays here In New York that were like Philadelphia is the rest of the week. For two whole Sundays there were nothing open In this great city except all the saloons and the faces of Its yawning inhabitants. "After which the 8unday reform wave passed out to sea and was next seen try ing to effect a landing on the coast of Massachusetts. A reform wave, Larry. Is apt to be liko a runaway horse. It tries to get away from something it don't like and it destroys everything else down the street before it butts Its brains out against the sides of an armory. "Even Bob Evans caught the reform fever. He's off now to the Pacific ac companied by several of our boys and some few specimens of our portable ships, to reform the impression which appears to be so current among our Jap anese allies that the available strength of the United States Navy consists of fleet of decrepit gravy boats and cracked china soap dishes, with maybe a worm eaten life preserver here and there." "Wasn't there some talk about reform In' the financial system here a little bit ago?" asked the House Detective.. "Yes," said the Hotel Clerk, "there was, but after looking over the remains, the general consensus of opinion appears to be that the financial system doesn't need reforming so much as it needs an au topsy." (Copyright, 1907. II. H. McClure Co.) In the margin, "Why could she not always write thus? There Is, too, gusto, and often a touch of humor, about the great man's criticisms which take away the sting even from the severest of them. There is no malice such as appears In some of tho?e marginal notes by Freeman upon Froude which Herbert Paul has printed.' "The greater part of the marginal notes, select ed and arranged by Sir George Trevelyan, Is taken from Macaulay's copies of the classics of English, Latin and Greek litera ture. Macaulay's admiration of Shakespeare was unbounded. In the first act of 'Jullui Caesar he writes: 'These two or three pages are worth the whole French drama ten times over. When King Lear breaks forth into the terrible apostrophe, 0, let not women's weapons, waterdrops. Stain my man's cheeks! he writes, 'Where Is there anything like this In the world?" It Is quite futile for the public, says a writer In Harper's Weekly, that circle of it which really desires good books, to wring Its hands and wail over the depravity of the publisher. If only it would extend Its circle by forming great associations for the demand and pursuit of better reading if it would have a vast anti-novel organization, with rules never to buy or to read a current novel until It had survived a decade and still held Interest, or never to buy a book tt would not vow to read through twice, or if it would found a "society for the support of the minor poets" then indeed a useful deed would be done, and tne world really served. If, again, these select few who really care about books would be as careful in the selection of the books they give away as they are about the books they buy to own, some good would result. Meanwhile, the publisher has another diffi culty to contend with, which is the difficulty of distribution. A good book, it is taken for granted in the beginning, is not going to sell very widely; the amount, therefore, that is spent upon advertising it has to be much more closely calculated than the amount spent on advertising a sensational novel. To get the worthy book before the eyes of the man that reads just that partic ular kind of worthy-book is a new and often Insuperable complication. There are people In the world, for example, who read essays of a more or less serious nature, who ac tually very much prefer them to a vapid story, and yet, scattered as they are among the no vet-readers, like needles in a haystack, how are they to be picked out by the pub lisher as he sits at his desk? Well done.- the Pacific Monthly for Jan uary the New Year has begun well with, you! An attractive cover greets the eye, a design by S. H. Reisenberg, picturing a Navajo warrior beating a war drum. Joaquin Miller writes entertainingly on "Tales of Bad Men and Frontiersmen." and says that a truer title would perhaps be "Infamous Gun-Fighters of Califonia., Whatever the title, the stirring word pictures are "iere of wild days of the long ago, and what Mr. Miller says Is well worth while to us of the younger generation. W. F. Bailey writes instructively on "The Story of the Central Pacific," and John Fleming Wilson con tinues his history-marking serial, "The Last Stand of the Argonauts." The most amus ing contribution is Agnes Dean Cameron's presentation of "English as She Is Ameri canized," In which the dominant note is succinct slang, chiefly Western. In passing, it may be noted that the article makes many references to the wealth of Seattle slang. The whole number possess value for Pacific Coast readers, and outsiders as welL , New books received: "Fifty-two Memory Hymns," selected by Bishop Henry White Warren, 50 cents; and "Studies in the Early Church, by C. H. Morgan, T. E. Taylor and S. Earl Taylor, 75 cents (Jennings Graham, Cincinnati). Japanese spinning companies number 43, all of which are working. The monthly out put of yarn Is about KO.000 bales, using 37, A0O.O00 pounds of raw cotton, consisting of 16.r-O0.000 pounds' of Indian, 10.000,000 pounds of American. 0,500,000 pounds of Chinese and 1,500,000 pounds of other growths. Jay Cooke The Financier of tie Clvfl War . Through his genius as a financier and his con-' fidence in the patriot ism of his fellow coun trymen, Jay Cooke saved the Union. HI. Life HUtorr 1 Tiro Tolmne. b ELLIS PAXSON OBERBOLTZER J tut pabllsbod. Ail ttaolueUen, S7 not. StORffE W. JACOBS 1 C8.. Prnuamt. hiuKirau.