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TIIE SUNDAY OREGONIAX. PORTLAND, 3IAKCII 22, 1908. 11 ss. " I am An enemy to long explanations ; they, fSl L J l I - - - -------- - -- . TV v tg : " " " - 'Vi Y Modern Erpt. v Lord Cromer. Two vol umi. Iiiusirated. Tha Mac in ill an Corn puny, New York City. Lord Crnmer is probably the greatost living British pro-consul, and for a quar ter of a century he showed hia ability as virtual ruler of Kgypt. Advance sheets of his new book, "Modern Egypt, have arrived, and even a cursory exam- inntlnn vhnn.u that If In rertnln tri Drove an original reference authority for future historians. A totally now word-picture Is jrlven -of General "Chinese" Gordon, who was killed at Khartoum by the Mahdi forces. "Modern ERypt" Rives a fairly accu rate narrative of the principal events which .have occurred in Egypt and .the Saurian, nince the .war 1876, especially re views conditions surrounding the death of Tfwflk Pasha. January 7. 1892, and deals with Soudan history up to the end of last year. Of course, the distinguished author haws the benignant results following British occupation of Egypt. ...ord Cromer hlnta fhat General Gordon was unfitted for the work entrusted to him as special British administrator tn . the far-Soudan. Gordon was generally accepted as a hero, a Christian soldier, and be some as a fwnatlc. fjord Cromer, who was then Sir Evelyn Baring. British sent and Autocrat of Egypt, was sup posed to be Gordon s ttuperior officer, but Gordon proved to be a poor subordinate, and he refused to obey orders. Once, in despajr, Cromer wrote to the home min istry: A man who habitually consults the Prophet Isaiah when he is In diffi culty, is not apt to obey the orders of anyone." Tn one day, Cromer received from Gordon 30 dispatches, each one sweeping and Imperative, and several messages contradictory in substance., Gordon had received implicit Instruc tions to evacuate the Soudan, but when he reached there he began to look upon himself as-a father-protector, and a wait ing policy wan pursued. He wrote In his journal: "If any emissary or letter comes up here, ordering mo to come down, I will not obey it. but will stay here and fall with the town and run all the risks No wonder that the Gladstone govern ment began to suffer from nervous pros tration. After the lapse of years. Lord Cromer thus writes In retrospect: r have no hesitation In laying that Gen eral tionlon rannot be considered to have tr(d to do his duty unless a very strained and mistaken vtw be taken of what his duty was. Hn appears to me to have set up fnr himself a certain standard of duty w ithout any deliberate thought of the means by which his objects -were to be aeoom pl lulled or of the consequences that would pruhably ensue. Ae a matter of public mor ality. 1 cannot think that General Gordon's process of reasoning Is defonslble. The duty or a public servant In his position was to smk bis personal opinions and to consider the whines and true Interests of the govern ment and the nation which he was called upon to serve. " In Great Britain, it is currently said by one faction that the Gladstone govern ment "left Gordon to his fate," and by amither that the government was delayed by divided counsel of military advisers, until It became too late to take action. When those over the water absorb Lord Cromer's new book, well some typewrit ing machines will be made to hum. Lord Cromer's skill as a great pro-consul will be conceded, but his conclusions will be received with mingled incredulity and complacency. Liberals and Conservatives will be divided Into even more diverse ramps than usual. Acre Wildcat Africa, by A. Henry Savage Landor. Charles Scrlbner's Sons, New York City. So cleverly and amusingly written is this book of foreign observation, that one 1s often puss led whether Mr. Land or, tn lits descriptions of exalted personages, does not hand out liberal doses of sar casm. It takes close reading to judge w here his seriousness ends and fun begins. This Is true of pages of remarkably clear type, In which Mr. Landor shines s a raconteur. He began his eventful Journey at Djlberti In Franch Somali y 1a nil, and finished It at Cape Verdi. And he also made a number of side trips. In cluding Soma. Hand, Abyssinia, the Ba.hr-el-Ghasal. th Miab-Mlama And roamed among the cannibals of the Congo and the queer races of the Shari and the Cameroonj. Once In an Abyssinian village, Landor has an odd adventure with An admiring mother And her soiled baby. So sooner had we arrived than an old nmtu) came Into my ramp with two large tnt of barley, a load of firewood, two gourds, one of fresh, the other of curdled n.iifc, and one lar jar of native wine, the whole of mhioh she presented to me. "I have no husband.' nald "she; "no father. No one to whom to c've all this, 1 have only this little child. So I give all to you.' Pray not the child." I hastily replied. "Put I will take the wine, the milk, and the barley. On my rem ardtng the lady with brand new alW er dollars, her eyes gleamed with Joy. and she expressed her gratitude by throwing herself down to kiu my feet and then my hands. The latter she kissed ftrst upon the knuckles, then under the palm. Her little child was, after much aMaktn. made to Imitate the. good woman's example. The end of it all was that the infant was further persuaded to throw his arms round my neck, ana be kissed me on bth cheeks with quite unusual fervor. The child had a darty face. The old lady re turned to mr eamn many ttmea to express acstn her gratitude she said but I took great rare to keep mother and baby at a distance. But the moat comical word pictures of all are met with when our author gives his experience with King Menelik of Abyssinia: Menelik was extremely jovial and polite to nie. undoubtedly because of Sir Johns Introduction, and also 1 think, perhaps, be cause 1 s cp a red the Emperor that I wished nothing from blra. 1 wanted no concessions. no decorations; nor did I come to buy or sell anything- It must have been rather a relier for Menelik. as the majority of for eigners who visit hJm worry him consider ably, trying to obtain something or other. It. was arranged that the next morning I should go and call again and he would give me a sitting for the portrait. Be would then put on his regal robes for me, and a huge gold, jeweled crown, a sort of gigantic mitre. "Oh. f do so hate putting It on," said the Emperor Jokingly. "It Is so heavy and it hurts my head. I much prefer my felt hat." "Can you paint my portrait In 15 min ute?" said Menelik to me, "and can I wear my crown and cloak only for one minute, a the cloak is hot and the crown is heavy. And can I talk to Sir John while you are painting msT" When the crown and cloak were produced t was really sorry for the Emperor, and there and then agreed to his terms. Then I wan sorry for myself, as. Indeed, it meant painting under difficulty. I would try. any how, and see what I could do. The Emperor promised to let us know the next morning at what time he would sit. We had kept the Emperor waiting "half an hour, but Menelik was gracious In his man ner, and again expounded what a nuisance It was to have to dress up in his official robe. When it came to the crown, Merveltk: ex claimed, childlike. "Feel the weight of it," and he handed the regal emblem first to .Sir John and then to me, all the time laughing heartily. "The last time I wore it, it gave me a terrible headache for sev eral days. That Is what comes of being an Emperor." he soliloquized. In fart, when the crown was placed upon hlf head. Menelik mad an excruciating grimace, as If It caused him Intense pain. "Mind you. only for one minute by the watch.' he ejaculated as he was half smoth ered under the heavy golden Jewelry. I took two lightning sketches of Tnlm and then hastened to take several photo graphic negatives. In order to have, a rec ord of the detail, as so many and compli cated were the jewels upon his headgear and so uncommonly elsTborate the orna mentations upon his yellow robe not to speak, of the European decorations of all sorts covering his entire chest that it would have been quite impossible for any man to draw all that detail, which has to be reproduced with accuracy In a picture, la so short a time. But more remarkable relations are given concerning Menelik' s diplomatic moments, and his comic-opera assump tion of one-man power: This Is practically what happens every minute of the day at the palace: Menelik, wilh his head "bandaged in a white sash, as it le called, a sort of silk kerchief, and with a cheap French felt hat wjth a large brim, far back upon his skull, is pondering with some foreign minister over some po litical problem of great importance to his country", let us say, the projected railway Detween the sea and Adis-Ababa. The Em peror la deeply absorbed In thought. Enters a servant, who whispers in the Emperor's ear, regardless of the presence of the foreign representative of a great Euro pean country: "Your Majesty, the carpenter wants some more nails to mend the veranda." "Here are the keys. Give him 20 nails." says the Emperor. "'If he needs more, come again to tell me." The Emperor is again 1n deep thought. Intruder number two comes up and whis pers that a mule has escaped from the palace. ; The Emperor jumps down from his throne a high packing case covered with Orien tal carpets slips quickly into the shoes which he had discarded, and, hastens to his telescope, scanning the country all round with it, in order to see whether the missing animal can be detected from the hills near Adls-Ababa. No signs being apparent of the Emperor's wish to resume the conversation about the rail-way the escaped mule being much more Important to him than all the railways in the world the foreign minister vainly at tempts to drive the Emperor again to his throne. Attention Is called to the inter rupted discussion. The Emperor on his side endeavors to Induce the minister to come and look for the mule. Tii Measure of the Rule, Toy Robert Bare. $1.50. D. Appleton & Co.. New York City. Playful and almost kittenish. Mr. Barr picture the life of Thomas Pren tiss, country born and bred, who set tles in a university town, where he ul timately hopes to emerge as civil engi neer, but instead becomes a student in a normal college. Strange and sometimes overdrawn adventures follow, but everything Is U..d with such original humor that there can be no room for fault-finding. Surely, Prentiss fellow students, in cluding one Sam McCurdy. were often needlessly exasperating. Here i a col lege picture: Above the tall trees rose the taller Nor man tower of I'nlverstty College, strong and staunch In solid stone; square . and battle mettted with Us round turret in the corner, like a military castle et up on the battle ground, where savagery ana ignorance had urged Its Intellectual warfare with civilisa tion and enlightenment. There stood before me the most magnificent structure I bad ever seen: the center of a landscape almost blinding white, with the moonlight shining full upon this noble edifice. I fancy I was enthralled with the name emotion that agi tates a devout pilgrim when from the hills he see for the first time; the dome of St. Peter's In Rome. Just as the reader begins to wonder when the inevitable love story should appear, the vision of Tom's girl. Miss Aline Arbuthnot, flits before the can vas, and new interest begins. Tom and Aline are co-eds at the same college, and they go to get married at Center street Church. The minister says: "Therefore, If any man can show just cause why they may not be lawfully joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter forever hold his peace.'" "I object.'' ald a voice, that of one John Brent, and the point was made that the marriage would be Illegal, as the girl was between 17 and 18 years old, and did not have her father's con sent to her marriage. So the ceremony was postponed. Prentiss is a man of moods. He goes to Paris, where he paints a wonderful picture. "The Interruption," the head being that of his lost Aline. The story has a romantic and happy ending, the title being coined from a text in the New Testament. The heading over the first chapter is the familiar couplet from "Address to an Egyptian Mummy": Perhaps theu wart a Mason, and forbidden By oath to tell the secrets of thy trade. Outline of Musle History, by Clarence G. Hamilton. $1.50. Oliver Ditson Co., Bos ton, Mass. The author is associate professor of music at Welleeley College, Massachusetts,-and has designed this interesting volume both for the general reader and class work, to meet the demand for a concise survey of the entire field of musical development, presented in the light of recent research. Too long has the historic, serious side of music been encrusted with fable and myth, and It is time that known facts were arranged in . logical se quence. This, Mr. Hamilton has done. The subject-matter is taught step by step, and from the music of primitive and savage peoples the path winds to medieval music, epoch of vocal coun terpoint, development of monophony. Bach, Handel and Gluck; perfection of the sonata form; the transition to the romantic style; great nineteenth-century romanticists; opera in the nine teenth centurj. and other nineteenth century composers, and the music of the present day. Tn the latter depart ment this remark ie made: "Wagner's music, once regarded as the ultima thule of radicalism, now appears mild compared with the ventures of exuber ant present-day fancy ventures, more over, against which the conservative flemeTtts are compelled by public opin ion to wage a losing fignt. . . . Never were radical tendencies so pronounced or so tolerated as at present." Paper and printing are superior, and the book Is enriched with many illus trations of musical Instruments and musicians. History ef the Iimher Industry of America, by Jsmes Elliott Hefebaugh. Volume 2. The American Lumberman. Chicago, 111. Mr. Defebaugh Is the editor of the American Lumberman, a publication that 1b accepted as an authority In the trade, and wha t he sa y s here can be viewed from the expert's standpoint. The first volume, which has already been spoken of In these columns, waa devoted to the general aspect of the timber trade and to timber in Eastern Canada, aud this, the second volume of the series, begins the history of the lumber lnductry of this country, its special text being, . "White Pine." It is noted that the wonderful virgin for ests which once stretched from the St. Croix River of Maine to the Red River of the North have almost been finished and that there survive only the rem nants of these great resources in scat tered groups of trees or in decimated woodlands, which stand as reminders of once great, magnificent forests of an ex tent and of value to man never excelled, if equaled. A hope is entertained by Mr. Defebaugh that as a result of man's careful and scientific work, a century hence there may be other great and val uable white pine forests covering portions of the areas now almost denuued. The volume now under examination and review begins with the early timber trade of New England, and passes along to dis cuss Maine, early lumber days, logging methods, Penobscot, Western and East ern districts, spruce and hardwoods, and lumber inspection: lumber in Vermont, Massachusetts. Connecticut, Rhode Is land, New York, New Jersey and Penn sylvania. The list of illustrations includes WILLIAM RHODES, more famil iarly known as "Skinny was, t by right ot his prowess as a fighter, the natural leader of the larger boys at District No. 1 School. These boys had. In the dim past, borne the unenviable reputation of being bad, and at first sight of the new teacher they all felt a sudden secret deter mination to revert to their former de generacy. Why they had so felt was rather a mystery, since they had, for two terms past, been properly docile and law-abiding under the rigid dis cipline ot a young six-foot farmer of the neighborhood, whose methods of pedagogy were none the less effective because original. Perhaps it was Miss Powers' ap pearance, timid and shrinking as if she were not quite sure of her right to be there at all. which had aroused the latent bully that is sleeping some where in the heart of every son of woman. Save for her large and ex pressive dark eyes, there was little in deed about the new teacher to inspire admiration. She lacked the perfectly meritless attraction of youth; she was extremely thin and small, with dark circles under the eyes, and she had a strange habit of stopping suddenly wtien half-way across the room and putting her hand to her heart. "Like a chicken with the pip," Peleg Anderson was quoted as saying, when asked at home how the new teacher looked. For the first few days Miss Powers apparently ignored the attempts of the older boys to create a disturbance: portraits of celebrated lumber pioneers, and views of lumber growths. One of the notable pictures represents the second growth of Adirondack white pine, show ing trees 50 to 60 years old. That's what we shall be doing some day, in this Ore gon of ours. . Business Meeting Manual, by Clarence A. Palmer. In clot. i3 cents. Palmer, S07 Virginia avenue. St. Paul. Minn... It is true that many ambitious books are sold which pretend to give all the in formation necessary to the business-like conduct of public meetings, but then these same books are often so bulky that they are not kept around wen wanted. This is not a fault noticed in this conven ient little volume of 56 pages, with its handy reference department arranged at the end. The book can easily be accom modated in one's pocket, and its advice, if need be, quietly secured, while .one's opponents are erroneously arguing out of order. It is a clearly-stated, condensed compendium of parliamentary rules con cerning motions, debates and decorum in public discussion. Folks Back Home, by Eugene Wood. The McClure Co.. New York .lty. Thirteen stories, reprinted, dealing wita home scenes in Central Ohio, the same types of character being noticed as those which appeared in Mr. Wood's first book, "Back Home." The present collection is skillfully arranged in the way of 'contrast, the best work evi dently being done in that demure love story, "The Seal of the Covenant." J. M. QUE NT IN. IX JJBRAKY AND WORKSHOP. Mr. Howell's new novel Rue." "Fennel and M. Brunetiere'a library sold for "43. Wl francs. . i A handbook Is announced by- Frank Weitenkampf on "How to Appreciate Prints." The author is - the chief of the print department of the New York Library. Mrs. Mary Wllklne-Freeman recently visit ed San Francisco, where she was enthusi astically baited as the author of "Rebecca f Sunnybrook Farm." That novel wms written by Mrs. Kate Douglas "Wlggtn Rlggs. Such is fame, ' Miss Alice Calhoun Haines 'Tuck of the Dudley tiraharos" Is already going into a second edition. libraries seem to be taking kindly to this inspiring story for young folks relating the experiences of a plucky and cheerful family. A new nook by J. M. Barrio is a llteray event to be greeted with interest. The new volume promised and said to be on the way is a sequel to "The Uttle White Bird," published five years ago. and will be called "When Wendy Grew Up.' Maxwell Gray, the author of "The Silence of Dean Maltland." is an English woman whose name is M. O. Tuttiett. Her latest story, "The Great Refusal." was published In 190C. and a forthcoming novel will be The Suspicions of Ermengarde." A new translation is announced of a book by the Abbe Felix Klein, author of "In the Iand of the Strenuous Life." The book Is "An American Student in France" and is written along the lines of the author's vol ume on America. It is expected next month. Professor Frederick Starr has in press a work describing the life and customs of the Indian tribes of Southern Mexico, a region of Mexico hitherto untouched by travel authors. "In Indian Mexico" will contain 160 illustrations from photographs taken by the author on his several explor ations. m m Mayor Johnson's new novel. Lewis Rand." however, she went about her work In t a nervous manner as if treading upon I the rim of a smoking crater, expecting an explosion momentarily. It came suddenly when Skinny Rhodes called out loud in study hour to his right and left-hand henchmen, that Farmer Bailey, their erstwhile in structor, was passing In his new wagon, and the trio' left their seats simultaneously to wave to him a noisy greeting from a window. Miss Powers had no alternative but to reprimand such contempt of author ity, and she further added just before midday dismissal that if a repetition of the morning's disorder occurred that afternoon, she should invite those three boys to remain after school and receive punishment. The disturbance continued with in creasing boldness throughout the next session, and at recess the leaders in the riot held a coUoquy. "Gee. ain't she Jest easy!" laughed Skinny derisively. "What yer goin' to do when she keeps us in after school. Skinny?" asked Johnny Meaders. "Yer soin" to walk up and hold out yer hand like a little man? Oh. Lordy!" Johnny was compelled to roll over and over in order to extinguish his mirth. "I'm not even goin' to stay after school," spoke up Skinny, his dark eyes flashing grandly. "I'm not goin' to notice her no more'n if she was a fly!" "Say. that' great! We'll jest hike out when the rest go and not pay no attention to her. She can't do nothin' less'n it is to cry." This from Peleg Anderson, who always seconded Skinny. "Hi. there, fellers!" someone called to which will be ready for the early Summer, is a novel of Virginia In the days of Thomas Jefferson. An Interesting feature of the book will be the story of the dramatic contest for supremacy between the party of Jefferson and the federalist tarty, beaded by Alexander Hamilton. ' A uniform edition of ten volumes by W. J. Locke will be Issued this Spring by his American publishers. Those who bavo seen the draft of his new story speak of it tn enthusiastic terms, declaring it to be every whit aa charming as "The Beloved Vagabond." moreover, having a greater gen eral appeal. The title is not yet announced. Elinor Glyn. the English novejlst and author of "Three Weeks." The Visits of lizabeth." etc. announces a book of wittl oisms which will be published soon under the title, "The Sayings of Grandmamma." Next month Edward H. Cooper's new novel, "The Marquis and Pamela." dealing with English sporting society, may be expected. 9 A book of importance to students of crim inology, is promised in "The Young Male factor." a study of juvenile punishment by Thomas Travis. Ph. D-. which is now In the presses for speedy Issuance, Judge Ben B. Llndsey. perhaps the best-known authority on children's courts In America, contributes .an introduction, paying generous tribute to the Investigator's work. "A LKe of Alice Freeman Palmer." by George Herbert Palmer, is to be published with portraits. Mrs. Palmer was the presi dent of Wellesley College before her mar riage, the dean of the woman's department of Chicago University in the early days of Its existence when problems were numerous and difficult, and she was on of the lead ing educators of the country. Longmans, Green Co. will shortly issue volum 2. "Authority. Kcclesiastical . and Biblical." of Professor V. J, Halt's ten-volume treatise on dogmatic theology. "The Inquisition: A Critical and Historical Study of the Coercive Power of the Church." Is another early Spring book, written by the Abb-9 Vacandard and translated from the French for Bnglish readers by Kev. Bertrand L. Conway. The publication is announced of "A His tory and Description of Italian Majolica.' by M. L. Solon, with numerous illustrations In color and black and white, and a preface by William Burton. In this work the veteran artist and critic deals with the whole subject historically from the "origin" and earlier stages of Italian pottery to the prime of Maestro Giorgio and the decadence of the 18th century. Next week may be exrcted a new vol ume by Rufus F. Zogbaum, the war corre spondent, entitled "The Junior Officer of tho Watch." It deals with the present-day service In the United States Navy, and has been Illustrated by Mr. Zogbaum himself. Another late Winter book will be "The Thinking Machine on the Case," by Jacques Fuetrelle, In which are given the further adventures of "The Thinking Machine," otherwise known as Professor F. X. Van Duaen. - - The following appears in that sedate Bos ton periodical. The Christian Register, ap propos of "Allce-for-short" by William De Morgan, whose "Somehow Good" has just appeared: "A suburbanite has been beguil ing htfl half hour in the cars lately by read ing 'Alice' In Installments. 'I see you are Interested In De-Morgan.' said a friend to htm the other day. 'They tell me that the English department at Harvard is boom ing that man now.' 'Yes,' answered the other rather regretfully, 'so my boy was saying last night; but, nevertheless. It's a mighty good story." ". Nathaniel Lord Britton's "North Ameri can Trees' and Professor Vernon L. Kel loggrs "American Insects" will be Issued in a few days. Mr. Brltton. who Is director of the New York botanical garden, has been assisted in his work by J. A. Shafer. Their book attempts to help the reader to Identify the trees (by their foliage, fruit and flowers) that grow independently of culti them from across the grounds, where a ball game was in Its initial stage, and Skinny darted within the choolhouse for his own ball. It was surely in his desk farther back, perhaps, Skinny thought, as he rested his chin upon the top while he stretched his arm over the under surface to the extreme limits. He had about given it up and decided to go out and accuse light-fingered J a red Slocum of its theft and offer to fight him on the score, when the teacher crossed the room to his side. She stopped as if to speak to Skinny, layingi'her hand for a moment upon the rough worn surface of the desk near where his chin rested, and then that mo tion again, as if in sudden pain and she passed on without a word. But. the sight of that bloe-veined, deli cate little wrist, which had for one in stant lain close under his eyes, stirred to sudden life all the poignancy of a long past boyhood sorrow, and made Skinny harbor queer feelings to which his savage breast had heretofore. remained alien. He suddenly had no desire to play ball or, what was stranger, no desire to fight Jared, but went slowly across the room instead, passed out the door in the rear and climbed up into a great oak tree near. On his ascent he had mechanically filled his pockets with acorns and now, lying prone upon a spreading bough, he began shying them one by one at his hat, which had fallen to the ground, the action serv ing as & sort of accompaniment to his re flections. Zip! "Mother had been little like Miss Powers and her wrists and hands had been delicate and slender, the blue veins plainly showing." Zip! "Miss Powers was. after all, not vation in North America Two other nature books. "Fish Stories." by Dr. D. S. Jordan and Charles F. Holder, and Professor V. L. Kellogg's "Insect Stories." will be brought out probobly next month. Following the recent reorganisation and chai;ge in the management of the New Eng land Maxazine. the first number ot the magazine under the new management has been Issued. It commemorates the 150th anniversary of the founding of the maga zine. The president of the new company Is Bertrand L Chapman, and the editor of the magazine Is Rhey T. S nod grass. It Is announced that hereafter the magasine will be devoted more than ever to matters of New England. A biographical work to make Us appear ance soon is to be Issued with the title, "George Villiers. Ftrst Duke of Bucking ham." The author Is Philip Glbbs. and he has taken much sains to make his book of not only historical, but personal Interest. He tells In a breaxy. bright manner the story of the career of the favorite of two kings of Great Britain and also Includes brief descriptions of the lives of Villiers' contemporaries. The work Is based on the latest researches. The vitality of Gertrude Ather ton's best work is attested by the fact that In response to a persistent demand, a new edition of "The Califomians" has; Just been published. This story, which some of Mrs. Atherton's admirers have held to be the best she has ever wTltten, forms an important link in the chain of books in which she has de cided the complete social and political place In the sesles of three books, of which "Re xanov" In the first, and the recently pub lished "Ancestors" the last. There has 3ust been brought out the sec ond volume, containing parts IV and V, of the "Itinerary" of .Tohn Leland, edited by Miss Lucy Toulmln Smith. The first vol ume, containing Parts 11 1 1, was published nearly a year ago. Leland was one of the 16th century scholars and travelers who have preserved for us In their books such remarkable pictures of the life of their times. His tour of England and Wales cov ers the period of about l&3.V4:t and is accompanied by a detailed map showing his wanderlng-s. - . perhsps the many young friends that Mrs. 4'arrolt Watson Rar.ktn has made through her "Dandelion Cottage" would be nervous if they knew that out in Marquette, Mich., where she lives, the snow is 11 feet In the streets, so that the snow-plow horses cannot get over It. Mrs. Rankin's fortitude under these circumstances reminds one of Mr. XIpling's limerick : "There was a young man of Quebec Was stuck In the snow to his neck; When they said 'are you frlss.' He said 'yes I Is. But we don't think this cold in Quebec.' M ' m m m That the new novel by Frank Danby. "The Heart of a Child," should be an inter esting piece of work almost goes without saying. Critics have often quarreled with her choice of subject, and resented her In clination to deal with forbidden themes, hut they have never denied the power and grip of her stories. A realist as to methods, she has the imagination that creates types of character, and the Important personages In her "Doctor Phillips" or "Pigs in Clover," will not soon be forgotten by those who have once made their acquaintance. "The Heart of a Child" Is a picture of stage life that will be eagerly read, and it seems safe to predict long remembered as a true document concerning the life of our day. . In commenting on Owen WlsteVs recent attempt to "unfreexe" George Washington in "The Seven Ages of Washinaton." the veteran. Dr. Edward Everett Hale, records an Interesting episode in his own early literary life. Nearly 50 years ago. he says, "I was myself appointed as a member of a committee which was to edit a series of unpublished letters of his Washington's). I -was the junior member of the committee but with all modesty. I said at the first meeting that I would not serve as one of the editors unless the letters were to be published as we found them "swear words a natural enemy, but a little helpless woman as mother had been." Zip! "Mother had never had to teach school, but perhaps it she had done so she would have been timid like that. Why, mother had even been afraid of a mouse." Zip! "Miss Powers was probably not teaching for the fun of it." The thought had never before occurred to Skinny. Zip! And then aloud, as the bell in terrupted his musings: "Aw, chuck It!" Which goes to show that Skinny was as deep as ever in his problem when he slid to the ground and sullenly formed in line with his grinning companions. So great was his disgust at the general ir responsibility evinced by his fellows that he could not forbear kicking Jared Slo cum upon the shins, partly as a relief to his own chaotic mental state and partly in payment for Jared's audible surmise that Skinny was eary o' th linkin' " in store for him. " ' Later, about midway of the last ses sion, when Miss Powers' back was turned. Skinny was seen to shoot a note across the room to the farthest aisle, us ing lis ruler as a propeller. Peleg An derson caught it dexterously, read it through and promptly passed it over to Johnny Meaders. When dismissal time came Miss Pow ers, with one hand fussed against her heart in a weak, pltmil way, timidly re minded tho three boys that they were to remain. - ' "She's afraid!" Peleg told himself, but Skinny, with truer Judgment, decided promptly: "She's sick that's what like mother was!" and for the first time in his 13 years wished he might cut and run for very fear fear of . the illness that spelled death to little motherless Skinny. The pupils passed out, ..looking back with unbelieving eyes at the boys whose proud boasts they had heard at recess. Not one of them had stirred from his seat. "Tfou may come forward, boys," the teacher told them, when the others had gone, and with one accord they strode up to her desk. "I am so so sorry," she began falter lr?ly. "So sorry to to " "Aw, don't yer mind it, teacher," Peleg Anderson protested, reassuringly, finding his voice before the others. "Lay it on me first fellers!" holding out a grimy paw. "You needn't be afeard, teacher. You jest go ahead!" Miss Powers went ahead, but in a man ner that singularly belied her name, and which sat a less solemn moment must have caused the boys unbounded merri ment, such a very mockery of punish ment it seemed. Skinny held out his hand last. While the ruler was descending in gentle thwacks, he said graciously: "If there's anybody in the school you want licked, teacher, I'll do it fer you. Sam Todd, he needs a lickin' anyways, fer what he called out to you at noon," and ae a further conciliation to good feel ings Johnny Meaders added Impulsively: "My father's Sheriff o' this here county; you needn't be afraid o' nothin'." There was no mistaking the implied friendliness of all three, and a sudden gush of tears stood in Miss Powers' dark eyes as she desisted out of breath, and answered gratefully: "No, thank you, William. Thank you, Peleg and Johnny. Oh! I am sure you boys will never cause me any more trouble." They then filed out slowly, and Miss Powers put on her hat before the little glass which hung over the water pail. "I cannot understand it!" she kept repeat ing to herself. "I cannot understand it!" On her way to j.he door she stooped to pick up a crumpled piece of paper noar Johnny Meaders' desk, which, when smoothed out, bore indisputable witness to Skinhy's generalship in the sudden ter mination of hostilities. It ran: "I am, goin' to lick you if you don't stay in and let her. 1 am a-goin' to stay. She don't stand no show. 1 seen her rist. they is vains in It. SKINNY." Miss Powers understood now. "Thank you, little Sir Galahad." she murmured, brokenly, as s"he thrust the crumolrf niece of paper into her bosom. and all.' To my great satisfaction th chair man said with serious earntitleu. 'I think Mr. Kale u rlht- I think th. time has come when w can tll the truth about Wahalnstoa.' Dr. Hal My. of Mr. Wister that he "is always entertainlnc, and when be Is wrttlns a book be always says what he think hlm!f. and does not let anyone le do hi. thtnktnc for him" no alight pram from a man of Dr. Hal.', great ex perience and knowledge. One of th fruits of th. Irish literary renaissance baa been a renewed Interr.l In Irish history, which will b further stimu lated by a volume of "Studies In Irish His tory." by Mrs. J. R. Green. Rraders of Mr;. Grevn'a "Town Ufa in the Fifteenth Cen tury." need not b told that she Is a worthy disciple of the school ot historical writers In which her husband was a leader. In her new book she will discuss such topics as '.Tha Growth of Irish Commerce." "Irisii learning." "Tha National Education." "The Destruction of Irish Learning." and "Th. New Learning." In these studies she will show, what a few scholnra have long known, that for many centuries the Irish were one . of the most highly civilised people of Ku rope, and led tne world la scholarship and the arts. A CUP OF GOOD COFFEE A GOOD cup of coffee hak mote In vigorating strength than almost any other beverage: when we rise from slumber, it braces our spirit; when we finish our dinner, tt digests our fowl. Coffee conquers the natural craving for alcohol and subdues its influence. ' It accelerates the circulation of blood an! expels flatulence. More coffet is con sumed in the Vnlted States tha.t any- ' where else, and Americans have become the strongest Nation. About a biUkm pounds. 12 pounds tc every Inhabitant, are brought here an nually; the greater part of theso beans, smalt in sine, strong in flavor, comes from Brazil. Consumption of the more ex. pensive Java beans, which are larger bul milder, ranks next. Since the Spanish War West Indian beans from Porto Rico and Cuba have become fashionable President Roosevelt drinks Porto Rico; excellent coffee comes from Bogota. Coffee originated in Turkey and is stili madb by Mahommedans In their old fashioned way. For one good cup, i tablespoon of ground coffee with a tea spoonful of sugar is placed in a small brass kettle and only water enough ift added to fill one cup. After this has been boiled and bubbled up twice oi thrice over burning charcoal it is poured, grounds and all. Into the cup; the grounds are nutritious and apt soon to become palatable. Uach cup is made fresh by itself. Before he bids you welcome, in deed, before the Turkish merchant opens his mouth, when you enter, you first must drink and smoke. The Moslem trader will offer his own Tschibouk filled with Persian, the most soothing of all tobaccos; you draw the blue clouds from the broad mouthpiece and puff them into air. the smoke having first passed through a bowl of fresh water and then through a long leathern tube. If his visit was welcome the parting guest will, before he leaves, receive similar attentions. These coffee taverns in Turkey are gen erally kept by Armenians, who do not seem bloodthirsty; if they have political ambition, it is veiled by the mantle of Christian devotion. But they are after your plasters and know how to get them. They make the best coffee and tell tha best stories; one related at a social gath ering how the virtue of coffee was dis covered. A sheik noticed, when his horse had munched a seed pod from a tree, where he rcsterit that the steed became fiery. The sheik took some pods home: they appeared sweet and grateful to his taste. When, after several indifferent experiments, he dried them in - the sun and roasted the beans they contained, he found that, when ground to the powder, they made a delicious dTtnk. The bev erage not alone quenched his thirst but allayed his hunger. News of his discovery soon spread, and as soon as the quality of the berries was appreciated the culti vation of coffee trees became remuner ative. No coffee has an aroma so fine nor a flavor so delicious as the product of Yemen. This is attributed to a custom Arabians have of allowing the fruit to ripen and of gathering the pods from the ground after they have fallen or been shaken from tha trees. Other coffee growers pick the pods before ail the beans mature and are not careful to separate the unripe. Of Arabian beans, the choicest are reserved for the Shah of Persia and the Sultan: the harems of other Moslom dignitaries come in for the next best and nearly the entire bal ance of the crop is consumed by the people of Turkey. What little is left goes to France and to tha United Slates through 4he port of Mocha. The Forum. REAL PALACES Continued From Pag 4 room on the first floor Isn't big' enough for any great crush. But the living-rooms are fine and big and comfortable. They are fitted with great care and supplied with every com fort and convenience. The apartments of Mr. and Mrs. Carnegie are on the sec ond floor, together with a few guest chambers, with the south or garden view. Here, too, are the quarters of Mr. Car negie's little daughter playroom, school room, sleeping-room, separate bathroom, quarters for nurse and governess, all within reach of the family the unity of the home is one of Mr. Carnegie's hob bies. -The third story is for guests, chiefly, but there is one novelty, at least. There are two separate hospitals, one for the family and one for the servants. And at the end of the house is an annex for the comfortable housing of the retinue of Carnegie servants. "Mine is the most modern and 'roomy house in New York," says Mr. Carnegie. "A grand place would be foreign to our tastes." i For all this, the house rejoices in four elevators, a great J35.000 organ, an auto mobile garage, and an English billiard- . room, and enough machinery to run a hotel. It cost tl.000.000 without the land, which Is worth even more. And it all stands In tne name of his little daughter, to whom he gave It as a Christmas gift. . A Winter Wail. Chicago News. The register sends ua Its heat And nicely warms the room. But there's a chill about by feet Worse than they suffer in the street. My soul is full of gloom, For bv the furnace down below I surely aim undone. It makes me sick, for coal, you know. Is eight per ton. Oh. when Into my empty bin The coal slides down the chute I shudder at the grating din. To feed the furnace seems a sin; No Joys my woe dilute. I'm longing for the gentla Soring. When warmth Is in the sun. For coal now costs like everything It's eight per ton. I can't enjoy the warmth a bit; It Is quite otherwise. I shovel coal, but I admit. I hate to. and don't beueAt ' By that good exercise. Yet, here it's cold weather Bow And Winter's 1ut begun. Wo wonder anguish elouds my brow Coal's eight per ton. Tempos rugits. Louisville courier-Journal. Seems but a day lias passed away eince writers had their fling. And you and I How time does fly! Were kicking at the Spring. A year has flown. Where has It gone? Life la a fleeting thing. Soon once again Will mortal men Be kicking at the Spring..
