TIIE SUNDAY OREGONIAX. PORTLAND, 3IAKCII 22, 1908.
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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. -
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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..