THE SUNDAY OREGOXIAN. PORTLAND. JULY 12, 1908.
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"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."
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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
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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
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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.
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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."
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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.