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THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAN. PORTLAND. JULY 12, 1908. 11 r ' fr s "And shouldst thou crave an hour's glad reprieve From mortal cares that mock the mind's control, For thee Cervantes laughs the world away! What priest is wiser than our Shakespere's soul? Show me his friend and I the man shall know; This wiser turn a larger wisdom lends: Show me the books he loves and I shall know The man far better than through mortal friends." S. x WEIRMITCHELL. mm 3 A 26 v H I. ,. , iiiTii i"-it ; , i- Mr. Crewe's Career. By Winston Churchill. JUutrtd. price, $l..0. The Macmlllao 'ompany, of New York City. What Mr. Churchill doeen't know of the politics of New Hampshire seeing that he recently ran as a candidate for the Gov ernorship of that state and was firmly but politely defeated by a "ring" oppo nentIsn't worth much. Although "Mr. tYewe's Career" doesn't ay so, and the name of New Hampshire isn't mentioned it le a mirror of the bribery and corrup tion that have infested, and may still in fest political conditions of that state, and clearly shows the iniquitous rule of the railroad as a real governing power, and not the people. Historical novels like "Richard Carvel used to represent Mr. Churchill's sphere of literary effort, but he must have got tired writing of a dim. historic past, pre ferring Instead the creation of a pulsing, modern novel of political life, reflecting events In which he himself may have takon part during his own personal, polit ical career. The same vein occurs In Mr., Churchill's other political novel, "Con iston," and some of the people who peeped from its book covers now engage your attention In "Mr. Crewe's Career." For instance, on page 133 you are in formed that "Jethro Boss has been dead these 30 years, and his lieutenants shorn of power." Still, "Mr. Crewe's Career" stands on higher literary ground than "Coniston." It Is mow a human docu ment and & better study of civics and general conditions. A stronger rtne of liberty Is heard. Of course, Mr. Churchill la too old a hand at story-writing to vo!vo a novel only remarkabl for Its knowledge of pol itics and railroad manipulation necessary to alternately secure and prevent legisla tion. So, there's a delicate Irony running through it, a dry humor, and the delicious love tale of Austen Vane and Victoria Flint. Indeed, one wonders why the novelist chose such a meaningless title as "Mr. Crewe's Career," seeing that Mr. Crewe is only a multi-millionaire who thinks he Is a born political leader, and. Instead, Is a jellyfish; while the real doer of things is Austen Vance. Mr. Crewe Is a ludic rous mixture of good humor, dollars, self conceit and swelled head. He says he Is for the "peepul," when he posea as the Republican candidate for the Governor ship of the state, when in reality he is for himself. Austen Vane Is made up of the stuff that Alexander Hamilton was. Vans could have been Governor of his state, had he so willed ft. but he said to his friends, "Nay." Why he did so is not clearly explained. He wa the only son of the Honorable Hilary Vane, campaitrn manager and head of the Legislative lob by for the interests of the United North eastern Railroads (Boston and Maine sys tem? "In person, Hilary Vane was tall, with a slight stoop of his shoulders, and he wore the conventional double-breasted black coat which reached to hie knees, and square-toed congress boots. He had a Puritan beard, the hawk-like Vane nose, and a twinkling eye that spoke of a sense of humor end a knowledge of the world. In short, he was no man's fool, and on occasions had been more than a match for certain New York lawyers with National reputations." His only vice if it could be called such "was In occa sionally placing a piece, the size of a pea, of a particular kind of plus; tobacco under L if mk 1 5 -iv i ii, i r - -'i i SCENE JTJ501 WINSTOIi CliURCiilLL'S -NOVl,; J-lPl. CREWEL CARJIERf ' his tongue, but this was not known to many people." I Austen Vane comes Into the story as a wild son who had vaguely gone "West," , had shot "his man" there in self-defense, I and then returns home, strangely sub- ; dued, so that the fatted calf may be ' killed. But he steadies down, becomes a lawyer, a reformer, and incidentally a Sir Galahad. To work out his destiny, he be comes a bitter antagonist of the railroad ring, and a merciless critic of his father's business Interests. Austen's first taste of conflict comes when he refuses a railroad pass. In the general telling of the story, amusement comes from such characters as the Honorable Jake Botcher, the Hon orable Branch B as com, Hamilton Tooting, Paul Pardriff, Governor Asa P. Gray, the Honorable Galueha Hammer, the ponder ous General Doby and Boss Job Branden. Here is the defensive position taken by the president of the United Northeastern Railroads: I am virtually the trustee for thousands of stockholders, many of whom are widows and orphans. These people are innocent; they rely on my ability and my honesty for their incomes. ... I don't say the serv ice is what It should be, but give me time. With all this prosperity In the country we can handle the freight. We haven't g-ot ca.ra enough, tracks enough, engines enough. I won't go Into that with you. But I do expect you to understand this: That politicians are politicians; they have been corrupt as long as I have known them, and in my opinion they always will be. The Northeastern l the largest property-holder In the atato. pays the biggest tax. and has the most at stake. The poli ticians could ruin us In a single session of the Legislature and. -what s more, they would do It. We'd have to be paying black mall all the time to prevent measures that would eompel us to go out of business. This la a fact, and not a theory. ... I wlah to heaven that this and every other stats had a George Washington for Governor and a majority of Robert Morrlsses In the Leg islature. If they exist. In these days, the people won't elect 'em that's all. The kind of a man the people will elect. It you let 'em alone. Is a man who brings In a bill and comes to you privately and wants you to buy him off. Read the "honest reformer" view of the same political situation, as expressed by Representative Red brook, a farmer by oc cupation: It Just makes me tremble as an American ettlsen. The railroad sends them slick euases down here that alt In the front seats who know all this here parliamentary law and the tricks of the trade, and every time any of us gets up to speak our honest minds, they have us ruled out of order or get the thing laid on the table until some Friday morning when there ain't nobody here, and send It along to the Senate. They made that tat feller, Doby. Speaker, and he's stuffed all the Important committees, so that you can't get an honest measure considered. You can talk to the commit tees all you've a mind to. and they'll Just listen and never do anything. There's 500 In the House, and It ain't any more of a Legislature than a camp meeting. Now, compare the above wltb this calm review of conditions, as seen by Austen Vane, anti-railroad man: I want to say that I have tried to look at things as Mr. Vane (his father) sees them, and that X have a good deal of sympathy tor bis point of view. Conditions as they exist are the result of an evolution for which no man Is responsible. That does not alter the fact that the conditions are wronc. But the railroads, before they con solidated, found the political boss In power, and had to pay him for favors. The citt sen was the culprit to start with. Just as he Is the culprit now, because he does not take sufficient Interest in bis Government '4f"i i vi 7X ' i ,w wit mt iiii"n'iip; ass to make It honest. We mustn't blame the railroads too severely, when they grew strong enough, for substituting their own political army to avoid being blackmailed Long Immunity has reinforced them in the belief that they have but one duty to pay dividends. I am afraid that they will have to be enlightened somewhat as Pharoah was enlightened. So, you see, three different points of a vexed problem are skilfully presented, Take, your choice. If "Mr. Crewe's Ca reer had appeared in the midst of Pres ident Roosevelt's exposure of railroad evils, say one year ago, or so, it would have made a tremendous sensation. The tide seems on the ebb, now. The Shoulders of Atlas, by Mary E. Wilkina Freeman. $1.50. Harper & Brothers, bw iorK tjiiy. Of all the numerous novels derict' ins; New England life written by this noted authoress, including "A New England Nun." and other stories, not one has reached such a mountain heigrht of emotionalism and psycho logical study as has this. And why should it not be so? Mrs, Wilkins Freeman is still in the zenith of her intellectual strength, her writ ing has not run to seed, and there Is every reason to believe that she has now reached the pinnacle of her fame as a born story-teller for women for, after all, women are the queens of the novel-reading world. They alone and the Influence their opinion forms, bring the lucky author into the magic ranks or the six best sellers. "The Shoulders of Atlas," In add! tlon to being an Important medical study of a new erotic character named Lucy Ay res, tells oi a burden-bearer and has a plot which la a complete puxzie. one moment you think you have it and on reading Into the nex chapter And you have been following a will-o'-the-wisp. So you settle down in your chair with an intense convic tlon: "I will read this book 1 the end-" Most of the story relates to the New England martyr-spirit of Mrs. Sylvia Whitman, a woman with a quickened conscience and the possessor of nerve: that threaten to snap at any moment. I think that her husband, Henry whitman, ought to have been reward ed with a martyr s crown for havln uncomplainingly lived with her so many years. Whitman worked In shoe shop, came of a race who were impatient of debt, and yet money wa so scarce with him that he Invariably walked a long route from his place of employment In-order to avoid passin the houses of the physician and car penter, whom he owed. Whitma thought that he had been Ill-used by the world, principally because his two employers were millionaires wh owjied palaces and automobiles. He was aware of a cursing . sentimen when an automobile whirled past him and covered him with dust. His wife Sylvia took a boarder the high school principal. Horace Allen, and whitman chief man friend was Sidney Meeka, who was "as unsuccessful as a coun try lawyer can we be." In the very first chapter, Mr. Meeks Informs Syvla that her second cousin Misa Abrahams White, was dying and had made a will In which she left all her property to Sylvia. It had been supposed that Miss White had left all she had to Rose Fletcher, her niece. Abrahama had quarreled with Rose's I mother, Susie, because the latter had married a man the family didn't ap prove of. The funeral of Miss Abrahama White depicted with almost grim humor. The undertaker's daughter. Flora White, says, "Business has been awful poor lately. It's been so healthy here we've hardly been able to earn the alt to our porridge. Father won't Join the trust, either. Our business is to get our living out of folks dying. Either Dr. Wallace gives awful strong medicine or East. Westland is too healthy." Henry Whitman gives up working In the shoe shop on his wife's succession to wealth, and she says to him: it seems to me with all our means you might smoke cigars now, Henry. I saw real nice ones advertised, two for ve cents the other day, and you eedn't smoke more than two a day." Henry begins to find that after work ing hard all his life, J: hat ideness is irksome. Miss Eliza Farrel. school teacher, is the beauty of the village and has such splendid complexion that her enemies suspected her of using cosmetics. She boarded at an hotel kept by Miss Lu cinda Hart, and it is recorded that this tfisa Hart cherished the belief that er voice was necessary to sustain the inging at any church meeting. "She had in her youth possessed a fine con tralto voice. She possessed only the remnant of one now, but she still sang in the choir because nobody had the trength of mind to request her to re ign. Sunday after Sunday she stood her place and raised ner voice. which was horribly hoarse and hollow. n the sacred tunes, and people shiv ered and endured." Suddenly, Miss Farrel Is poisoned, ue to arsenic it is supposed being found in a peppermint given her to rink by Miss Hart. On the day be fore her death. Miss Farrel had eaten an abnormal ouantltv of candy. One Johnny Soule had spread the rumor of her death, and Sylvia Whitman tooK exception to what Johnny said. To mote: "Svlvla sniffed contemptuously. That Johnny Soule saia sne, ne s half Canadian. Father was French. I wouldn't take any stock in what ne said. " I should liko to hint that this slighting reference to Canada will hurt Mrs. Freeman in the affections of her manv admiring readers in the Do minion. Canadians are sensitive and nroud in this resrard. It turns out that Miss rarrei naa been a married woman and had left her husband some 20 years previously, She seemed to have had a feeling that. beautiful as - she was, she excited re oulslon rather than affection in every body with whom sne came in contact. I might as well be a snaite as woman, she naa remaraea. Now. the hardened novel reader will naturally suppose that the murder, of Miss Farrel forms the principal motif of the book. But It is not so. The authorities cannot find who admlnls tPred the' arsenic to her, and althougn Miss Hart is suspected nobody is ar rested and the case becomes an un solved mystery. At thia staare. the character or Lucy Ayres, maker of candy, a young girl possessed with an aonormai emotion of desire toward men, Is slowly un folded. The difference between ner nnti Rose Fletcher Mrs. Whitmans ward is sharply defined- Horace Al lcn. the high school principal, wno has fallen in love with Kose, suspects Lucv of a desire to murder her. thrniich the use of poisonea canay. Lucy was in love with the schoolmas ter. Once, Horace cauea on iucy on a business matter and it is related Lucy looked at Horace, and her expres- .;An rnric. too i"n ann oi iimiuBi voltlrTg wlstfulneea She was youia womanhood In its most helpless and pa thetic revelation. She was a thing always devoured and never consumed by a flame of nature, because of the lack or iooq to satisfy an inborn hunger. He moved to- wnrri the door. Lucv also had risen. She now looked ai together tragic The foolish wlstfulness was gone. instead, claws seemea to Driaue an over her tender surface. Suddenly Horace realized that her slender, wiry body was pressed against his own. He was oonsclous of 'her soft cheek against his. He felt at once In the grip of a tiger ana a wo man, and horribly helpless, more neipiesa than he had ever been in his wnoie are. Suddenly the parlor door opened and Mrs. Avres. Lucy's mother, stood there. She saw with her stern, melancholy gaze, tne wnoie situation. Mrs. Whitman did not desire Rose to marry Horace Allen, as she wished to keen Roso for herself, as her adopt ed daughter. Every now and then, strong hints are thrown out concern ing a secret which the elder woman hp.lH . secret referrinc- to Rose's life, This secret Is carefully hidden until the last chapter, and the reader's curi osity is powerfully aroused. Just be fore the commencement of the wedding ceremony, where Horace and Rose are about to be married, Mrs. Whitman's rigid New England conscience forces her to make public conression of wnat she terms her wrongdoing. The scene is hlsrhly dramatic. Lucy Ayres drifts out of the book like a thin ghost, and it is a comfort to know that she does not commit crime. The "murder" of Miss Farrel Is cleared up in the 282d page, where it is shown that she had died because of the arsenic she habitually swal lowed to improve her complexion. It Is a medical fact that users of arsenic die at about the age of 45 years there la nn escane for them. So this is the story, then, that earned the' S5000 prize in the New York Herald competition against "Sir Rich ard Escombe" by Max Pemberton. After reading both stories t think th award Is a lust one. American readers were the Judges and "The Shoulders of Atlas Is strictly American ana speaas of things that appeal to mem. se sides, it is a whirlwind story of emo tlon, excels In natural character con striiotion. and is Just the curiosity making American story that women like te read. Tk. rvHHW. By Elma A. Travla Price, $1.25. Outing Publishing company. New York City. Standing like a beacon light on the title page, appears the name or iMma a. na vIr M D.. as the author of this extraor dinary story of a literary genius and utter fool named Peter taveny, eon vuo- wr nn the Hudson River. it's lust such a novel as a trained med ici mind-would evolve keen, analytical, a play upon the emotions, clever. It also tells of unusual tnings, ana spends wiui nn orleinalltv that startles. Most novels end with an avowal of love or the celebration of a marriage, but the author of "The Cobbler" reverses the usual order of things and begins the novel with the marriage of Peter Caver- ly, bohemlan and utterly irresponsible, and Elizabeth Farrington, a Vassar stu dent, wealthy In her own right, "for the Farrlngtons were a large people with the unmistakable look of cast which came of generations able to follow their Ideals the clear-cut type of the well-bred American whose inborn confidence is neither arrogant nor vulnerable." Once married, Caverly and his wife separate. He had been a student at Har vard, but didn't graduate, vaguely dabbles in literature, but now he takes up his father's trade of mending shoes and with indifferent success. He and his wife meet now and then, while Peter makes numer ous river trips In his boat "The Crazy petz." He also blossoms as a new liter ary writer of the first magnitude, his cre ations being published under the nom de plums of Peter Petsik. His books are wealthy In the beauty of nature stuay and passion. But such good fortune cannot last for Peter is "a thing of shreds and patches." Not satisfied with his own wife, he begins to hunt affinities, a la Lord Byron, and makes violent love to two women, one of whom stabs him with a stllette. It ought to have been a fork or gravy spoon. Then all sorts of foolish things happen to the said Peter, and In the reading of them there is amusement. Through all the sea of troubles. It is noteworthy to observe that his wife re mains loving and faithful to him. Why. it is difficult to see. The reader is kept on the alert. Julie's T)1ary. John W. Luce & Co.. Bos- ton. Mass. Supposed to be the personal diary of Miss Julie Mathllde Magens. of Copen- agen, Denmark, begun December 27, 905, when she was 19 years old. At the commencement of the diary she is honestly loved by Erik Glerup, an architect, but cannot realize her good fortune and keep it- She falls In love with Alfred Morch. an actor, who also ( seems to oe a proiessionai zurt, ana the two live in a sweet, .fool's paradise ' members of a mutual admiration so- , ciety, while Erik is sent away. The Inevitable happens. The mat!-" nee hero tires of his Julie, pleading: I- loved as the experienced man, and as the man with the artist's need for liberty."- Julie sheds a few tears, whis tles for Erik to come back to her, and lo! he obeys. Lucky Julie. The book has a gossipy, piquant charm, and also gives-, an engaging picture of family life, apart from Julie's love experiments. She Is a strange psychological study, and her story recalls "Frauleln Schmidt and Mr. Anstruther." The Russian Baetile. By Simon O. Pollock. inane nerr ft Co., Chicago, in. It Is not pleasant but Instructive reading to wander through this his tory of what happened to political prisoners confined in the Schlusselburg fortress, situated on an Island on the Neva, north of St. Petersburg. The lot of most of the prisoners sent there seems to have been illness, insanity or death. It is a record of patriots who, like Patrick Henry, prefer liberty or death, and the call Is a fervent one for Russian freedom. The story was written during the recent "days of lib erty" in Russia, Just before the Czar was again won over by the reaction aries. Pictures are given of several of the most noted prisoners. The preface Is by Nicholas Tchaykovsky, who Is now or was recently imprisoned for hie utterances. The Real Brjan. Compiled by Richard L. Metcalfe. Pries. SI. 25. Personal Help Publishing Company, Des Moines, la. Having heard Mr. Bryan lecture In this city and tell, without the slightest oratorical ability about his trip around the world, my deliberate opinion la that he is a good-humored, fat old man who skillfully telle funny stories. This- book of 320 pages tells one of a different Bryan a dealer in beauti ful platitudes and patriotic, heart stirring thoughts. Well. I'm glad to have Mr. Metcalfs word for it that there Is another Bryan from the one met here on this last visit. Bryan the doer, the orator, is presented In these selections from hia most famous speeches illustrating over 160 subjects, political and non-politlcah It's an eye- opener to read them. Work and Habits. By Tnlted States Sen ator Albert J. Beverldge of Indiana, Price, 50 cents. Henry Altemus Com pany. Philadelphia, Four talks or messages on "Work and Habits," "Money," "The VIciou Fear of Losing" and "American Char acter, Illustrated by Washington." Senator Beverldge says that a large part of our public men are out-and out trimmers In high places, and what we need today in public life Is more good losers and fewer winners. Pres ident Roosevelt Is praised. The True Way of rife. Written and pub lished by Dr. Nanny Randolph Ball Baughman. Burlington, la. A little book of good advice for married people, and it pleads for a united effort to elevate humanity above the plane of the physical side of hu man nature. The authoress 1 of the opinion that the tree of knowledge named in Genesis as having existed in the Garden of Eden was the tree of passion. J. M. QUENTIN. IN LIBRARY AND WORKSHOP. Two volumes, Kim" and "The Day's Work." by Rudyard Kipling, have been Is sued, bound In decorated leather, printed on goott ngnt-weignt paper in ciear type, and are excellent specimens of bookmak ing. Professor Ferrero.' of Turin University, whose book. "The Greatness and the De cline of Rome." has been a great success. has been invited by president Roosevelt to be his guest at the White House in No vember. David Belasco's and David Warfleld's great dramatic success. "The Grand Army Man." has been put in novel form hy Har vey J. O'Hlggins, who has done his best work on the recasting, and the Century Company will publish the book next month. Rene Basin's great novel, "The Nun." has aroused such Interest In this country In his work that the Scrlbners will publish another of his novels, "i ne urowme (irain, a trans lation of "Le Ble qui Leve," which has already passed a sale of 100,000 copies in France. Meredith Nicholson's novel, "The House of a Thousand Candles." is to run as a serial In Le Journal of Paris. The translation has been made by Marguerite Belln. Th House of a Thousand Candles" has now been translated Into the principal European lan guages. In a few days will be published a new book by Adeline Knapp. author of "Th Boy and the Baron." The title Is "The Well In the Desert." and the scenes are laid in Arlxona. larscely in the desert, where the writer named lived, for many months alone. Alfred Noyes la editing an anthology fairy poetry, to which he will contribute an Introduction and notes. The volume will bear the title, "The Magic Casement,' ana the suDject win oe uiustratea hy wide range of English versa, extending from Elizabethan to contemporary poets. Frederick Moore author of "The Pass ing of Morocco." Is at present living in London, where he was recently married to a younr Englishwoman. Mr. Moore s for mer home was In New Orleans, La., but his duties as war correspondent have takes him pretty much an over tne worm. - This wefik will be published a volume of speeches of William H. Taft, entitled "Present-Day Problems." The speeches were de livered in various parts of the world dur ing Mr. Taft's career as Govern or-General or tne Fiunppines ana as secretary or war, and they cover & wide field of administra tive and economlo discussion. "Sleeping Out at Home." Illustrated, with photographs of utility outdoor beds leads In the July number of Recreation. For those in search of big game and long trips, there is an article entitled "Some Pack Trips Worth While." "A Vacation on Cape Cod" Is an alluring picture of a romantic, rocky bit of New England coast. It Is significant of the influence and the educational appeal made by professor Pal mers' "Life of Alice Freeman Palmer" that each of the 210 members of the graduating class of Vassar Is to have that book pre sented to her as a final memento of the closing- years of her college work. Ths donor is Mrs. John D. Rockefeller. Booth Tarklngton and Edgar Beech er Bronson are In Africa, the latter In Abys sinia, where he hopes to shoot big gsme. Professor Woodberry will spend his Sum mer in Blthynla, and Cale Young Rice la off for a trip around the world. Arthur Stringer Is cruising in the Caribbean Sea In an Italian tramp steamer, "with six pounds of tobacco and six volumes ef Turgenleff." . A catalogue of an English book sale re veals some Interesting details of the life of Henry Fielding in the shape of a re ceipt for a translation which the author of "Tom Jones" is not generally credited with. The receipt reads as follows: "Reed March the 10. 1730. of Mr. John Nourse the sum of forty-five pounds in Part Payment for the translation of the History of Charles the twelfth by me Hen. Fielding." The book appeared In 1T-40 undr tosj title "The Military History ef Charles XII. King of Sweden," by M. Gustavus Adlerfeld, cham berlain to the King. The catalogue states that the receipt has been In the possession of John rtllon, collector of autographs, manuscripts and books. The chapters of The Reminiscences of Lady Randolph Churchill" In this month's Century deal with musical events and musicians in the early "tHs when she vis ited Bayreuth. and met Siegfried Wagner. Lis it, Rubinstein and many otner people of musical note, and knew Paderewskl in his first successes. These memoirs, with addi tions to the chapters appearing In tho Cen tury, will be published In book form this Fall. For early publication the Macmlllan Com pany will have ready Robert Herrick's new novel. "Together." It Is a storv of the lives of married people. Mr. Herrick. contrary to custom and tradition, beginning with wedding instead of ma kin r a marriage the end and purpose of his romance. "To gether" is his first novel since The Memoirs of an American Cltlsen," published about three years ego. Rex Beach, who, with Paul Armstrong and Fred Stone. Is established In Alaska for the Summer, has sent visible proof of the fact that "The Barrier" setting was taken from nature. This Is a photograph which reproduces the description given in the novel of the tradln dosi at Flambeau. In the foreground, marked by an American flagpole, stands the cottage of "Old Man Cale," the father of the girt for whom Mr. Beach's younr Kentucky rolonel sacri ficed all his traditions. Charles St. Morris, author of "The Law of Love." is an eminent lawyer In Mexico. widely known throughout Canada as well as the United States. He has traveled ex tensively In both continents and has studied profoundly In alt countries visited. The charming pictures of life among the gay and light-hearted people who dwell In t)i captivating fjasqueiand. tne little territory peeping out between the blue sky of France ana pein as it nestles in tne heart of tne Pyrenees, has given him the material for this new story. A book that Is likely to be widely read In connection with the coming tercente nary celebrations In Canada is "The First English Conquest of Canada; with some ac count of the Earliest Settlements In Nova Scotia and Newfoundland," by Henry Klrke. M. A.. B. C. L., F. R. G. 8.. author of "Twenty-flve Years In British Guiana" and other books. The work relates the in cidents of a forgotten phase In the build - ina of the British Empire, and the author is a descendant of the Derbyshire family of the Klrkes, who wrested Quebec from the French during the reign of Charles I. "Queen Anne and Her Court." by P. F. William Ryan, shortly to appear, dwells on the tragedy of the emotions that made up the life of Anne btuart ana nurrtea her to an early grave, political ana relig ious problems must hare their place In a biography of Anne. "The Princess was hat sne was because tne oeues ina me beaux, the soldiers and the statesmen, the parsons and the priests of her day were what they were. She will be seen In these ! pages a gay and Irresponsible maid at the court Of cnaries II. a consummate aciress ; the Court of James II. Anne's mar riage was fruitful in every disappointment ' that could wither the heart of a woman. The similarity of titles of books and stories Is doubtless confusing, tut there ap pears to be no redress when one person or publisher appropriates a title which has already been used. E. Phillips Oppenheim's latest novel Is published in this country under the title of "The Avenger"; there Is story in the current number of Every body's Magasine bearing the same title: and there Is also "The Avengers." a novel by Headon Hill. A few years ago David Graham Phillips wrote a story which he called "The Deluge," the title of one of Henryk Slenkiewlcz best-known books. As matter of fact the copyright pf a title affords no protection, although most pub lishers endeavor not to issue books bear ing a title which has been already used, in this country. Elizabeth Stuart Phelps Is Just now rem iniscent of an interesting period In her lit erary career, the days when "The Gates Ajar" was a new book. That was 30 years ago, and the publication of the latter with Its protest against the Idea conveyed in the "orthodox heaven" of those days cre ated something of a sensation. "Now." says Mrs. phelpa. "who expects after death to stand In a row with musical ghosts around a throne? Who anticipates a white robe, and a palm branch and a hymn book?" If "The Gates Ajar" were to ap pear today as a new publication, she as serts, the book would scarcely excite re mark. This change of popular sentiment Is noted In a series of articles which is being published in Harper's Basar by Mrs, Phelps In which the venerable author gives her present theories upon Immortality and the future life. The eoast of Maine appears to have a pe culiar attractiveness for authors. William Dean Ho wells, for example, has long had his Summer house at Klttery Point. His house Is surrounded by a fine Old garden. In which the veteran author may often be seen at work. His 11 briery is located In an old barn set In the midjt of an apple orch ard, says the Washington, D. C. Herald. George S. Wesson also has a beautiful and permanent home at Klttery Point. A little further up the coast, at York Harbor, is Lying As a Constitutional Disease Scientist Declares Certain Forms Must Be So Accounted For. R' ECENTLT In Paris tha court of cassation declared through the mouth of its presiding judge. In a bourgeois divorce case, that a certain witness was "not only Incapable of speaking; the truth, but that, appar ently, he could not even think it." In other words, the said witness was de clared to be irresponsibly mendacious, and that he was a congenital or he reditary liar. Naturally enough, the Paris press seized upon the incident and gathered the opinions of medical experts as to the extent to which irre sponsible mendacity existed in human nature. The reaults can hardly be said to be encouraging, and a pathetio enough consideration is the undoubted fact, according to medical testimony, that the habit of lying may, all uncon sciously to ourselves, overtake us at any period in life, and follow us down to a dishonest grave, says the New York World. Dr. Pleron, who is a medical pub licist of note in the French capital, says that the brain in the course of its de velopment that is, up till the 30th year in average men may at some point or other develop a malformation which will have the effect of destroy ing the ratlocinative or reasoning fac ulty. Like paresis, of which mendacity is a kindred disease, it may come upon the most truthful and the least sus pecting man without a moment's warning, and Just as the result of a sudden "kink" occurring; In the cere bral structure. Lying, says Pieron, is not by any means a monopoly of women and chil dren. Ths male grown-up, even if h& does not naturally evince the tendency to exaggerate or invent a certain In dication of degeneracy is always lia ble to become a victim of the lying habit. Tha natural and spontaneous liar who has reached maturity lies be cause he is physically or mentally still an infant, and can neither - exercise any power of criticism either subjec tively or objectively, and is wholly devoid of reasoning as- to the effect his lies produce upon his hearers or upon their objects. He will lie mali ciously just as recklessly or as easily as he lies spontaneously or simply, the result being incalculable as far as he is concerned. They are. unfortu nately, amenable to the influence or stronger wills, and can, under quasl hypnotlc power, be made to assert, al most anything, tha truth or untruth of their declaration being to them not only an entirely absent consideration, but without the scope of their mental or moral purview. The so-called harmless liar, says Pieron, differs only in a slight degree from the malicious or brutal liar for motives of revenge. Jealousy or cruelty. Tha physical malformation is almost identical in both cases, the difference being only one of morbidity and mora diseased condition of tha nerve cells which produce tne state of hys teria, of which lying is perhaps the most pronounced symptom. The children of drunkards and luna tics, more than any others, evince the disposition to He and to deceive, and It is an unfortunate fact that considerable ability and even religious and conscien the Summer home of Thomas Nelson Face.' It Is located on a high point near the aJ Here, too. comes John Fox evtry 8ummer. to be the guest of Mr. Page. 8U11 farther on. at KennebunUport. Is the home of Mrs.1 Margaret Ddand, who lives in a charming old-fashioned house, surrounded by a real New England garden. Mrs. Deland has been particularly successful In raising Jonquil In fact, she had such a crop last Simmer that she held a public sale ct them end gave the proceeds to charity. Meredith Nich olson, the Indiana novelist, also has a home at Kennebunkport. Many authors live on the many Islands that dot the beautiful harbor of Portland. The best known la Mrs. Clara Louise Burnham, whose homo is on Bailey's Island. On another isl and, not far away, live Commander Peary. It is natural that a novelist who has por trayed the American girl so well as his Gamaliel Bradford. Jr.. should have de-; elded opinions as to her Importance In the' literary world and the awe with which she Is regarded by his fellow-writers. "What." be says, "Is the spectre that haunts the1 American author, and especially the Amer-' lean publisher, even In hie dreams T The bonbon girl. With her box of chocolates' beside her she munches and munches, and! settles the fate of novels. She knows noth ing, not even the vastnesn of her own' power. And it la the business of the novel ist to adapt himself to her splendid igno rance. My daughter (aetat. fifteen) per sonifies to me this fascinating phantom.' I know she eats fewer chocolates than the type. I hope she rends fewer novels. But I regard her Judgment with awe. If she Is satisfied with the matrimonial arrange-' ments of my story, well and good. But if she says: 'No, the brown-eyed poet ought to have married the atbletio heroine. I feel that it Is all up with me. She is no re-; specter of persona What she likes she likes and says she likes. If there is any thing that bores her she may make an affectionate effort to conceal It, but the stifled yawn Is too apparent, and behind It I seem to see a vast succession of ghost ly yawns, like the Beamans in the chewing-gum picture, which untold boxes of chocolates would never be able to fill." The daughter of the once celebrated Dr. Edward Vauglian Kenealy. of Tichborns fame, has er.deavored to rehabilitate her father's name by the publication of a volume of his memoirs. Here is an entertaining an ecdote of Disraeli: "January ft, Brady.' M. P.. for somewhere, asked Bright to In troduce him to Disraeli. Bright did so. Brady said. "Mr. Disraeli. I feel very happy to make your acquaintance. I hear you have written some clever novels I never read any of them myself, but my daughter has. and she thinks them so fine!" Disraeli drew himself up and In tones of Mephisto pheles replied, "This Is praise!" and left Brady very solemnlv. Bright ran chuckling about telling every one. Brady returned to his place happy and satisfied that he had done the right thing. So all m-ere con tent." And here is a description of Bulwer Lytton which agrees wtlh nothing In the literature of reminiscence and la probably to be set dewn to the ill-humor of Its aiithnr: "nined tonieht with the Lord Chlf Justice. Lord Houghton. Bulwer Lytton. and ot her Senators and Isrties Bulwer iyiion rlnwn. He wm shabrllv Oresseo. ana sidled Into the room with slouching air and gait. He held his hat In his hand as though about to drop It. and looked as thnnvh h AiA not know what to do with his legs- He gaped, his eye was lack-lustred. and he saia notning. it is aimosi rnipowmn to believe he wrote the works wnicn pass under his name (his wife says he did not write them). He had a great nose like Fltsball or Bardolph. but not so red as the latter's. Ho has cut off his beard, and the hairs are scanty and scrubby down his lank Don Quixote Jaws. I expected a fine gentlemen perrsps a fop like his own De vereux. or like Bolllngbroke, and I saw a crapulous fossil." e e All Winter It hss been hard times for literary lights. There has been absolutely "nothing doing" with the magazines for most writers; the monthlies were living on "refrigerated stuff" and buying nothing.. Last week, however, brought out the fact that the magazine with the reputation for paying the highest rates In this country has not only been relying on its accumulated store of literature for its weekly issues, but has even been trying to sell off sjme of its accumulated verse at bargain rates, say s the New York Times. Ihis letter was re ceived by the editor ofona of the few maga zines which has been buying throughout the Winter: ' "My dear : As you probably know from your own experience, we editors ac cumulate a great deal of material, which after a while we find to be unsuitable for our use. In looking over our accumulated, material I find a good deal of verse. Some years ago we used much, but latterly have found It Impossible to give up much space to rhyme. For this reason I am sending you proofs of some of the things we now have on hand, thinking that you may be Interested, and that perhaps you might care to buy some of It." After this little preamble came the prices for an absolute slaughter sale In litera ture. A verse, bought for $75. together with the pictures drawn for It by a well known Illustrator at thewost of 250, wa offered at the bargain price of S5o. There were also four sonnets, with their accom panying "cuts," .to be gladly disposed of at $20 apiece, the magazine having pur chased them at Imported rates. Slight bits of "vers re soclete" would be knocked down at the extraordinary sacrifice of $2 apiece. One stray rhyme, "The Express man," was even to be allowed to disappear for the really negligible consideration of Si cash. tious spirit as for example In money matters may exist side by side with the tendency toward mendacity. In women who are the children of lunatics and drunkards the lying spirit often mani fests itself, although a keen, sense of honor la still preserved in the common dealings of life. The woman remains, however, wholly unconscious of her lapse, say. In cases of infidelity. She Is, says Pieron, in the position of a person who has no recollection of having done wrong. She will deny her guilt and lie away her soul, really in good faith, simply be cause she refuses to persuade herself that she is doing wrong. This is not moral perversion, for the moral sense in woman is rather a reflec tion ,of the cense of honor or Justice In' a man than an active and original quality.' It Is simply that in such women, even as In men of similar mentality, the Ideas cease to co-ordinate or to bcome logical at a certain point in the cerebral diges tive process. It is just like this: If a psychopathlo liar were to look out of a window and1 see a camel with one single hump the! sight of the animal would. In the normal! way, strike upon the retina and. having! ratiocinatively declared Itself to be a1 camel, would figuratively travel down tha optic nerve and pass into the brain. At; a certain Junction of nerve lines tha camel would unconsclusly to the psy-! chopathlo liar switch off the original; nerve line it was intended that It should! follow. Having become derailed, so to' speak, tTe camel would, while germlnally remaining a camel In the liar's mind.1 change its proportions relatively to It actual condition. It would, when left to the choice of other rails in-the "junc tion," develop into a two-humped or even a three-humped camei. Its pads would grow ten times their original size; Its hide would from light brown become a bright red, its neck would become longer than that of a giraffe. All this because tha central idea became derailed in the liar's mind, and the cerebral, "stomach" re fused, owing to Its diseased state, to digest the primary conception. Lying of this kind Is. therefore, a dis ease, and must be so accounted. Never theless the existence of such things in the world should be noted by the health authorities, since they are so easily In fluenced by unscrupulous persons. Where the disease of such a person can be diag nosed and recorded, the legal testimony is not of more validity than would be that of a gramophone. A Reincarnation. New York Sun. From the seven rooms and bath And the janitor's hot wrath We are moving once again Nineteenth time In Lord knows when. And the flat we left behind As too tflamal and confined Brand-naw tenants count a gem. Juat the vary thing tor them. Likewise praises do we load On our raw and bright abod And with Joy in every breast Settle dowin to peace and rest. But a faint suspicion flumi And across our troubled dreams Comes a feeling that of yore We have lived in it before.
