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A New Essayist. Time once was, and that, too, in America, when an essay was not without honor, even in his own country. Nowadays, how- ever, essays are not read on this side of the water. The short story is occupying the literary stage, to the exclusion of nearly all else. ven the serial story, unless the author is fortunate enough to et a syndi- date to bring it out, falls flat in almost every instance. The reading world wants fiction, and wants it straight to the point, and with that brevity that is often the soul of incompletene g But the essay, although fallen upon hard lines in this country, and relegated to out- of-the-way corners in the hookcases of those old-fashioned people who, they do not themselves read es: still hold the ancient faith tnat they are needed to complete a library, is still occasionaly read in England. This is the reason, possibly, why a vol- ume of essayvs published in this country, at one of the literary centers of this country, should be almost unknown, even at that center, the while it is making a very con- siderable stir in liter: London. It is said that 1 ry London has all along been at a loss to understand the suc- cess in America of “Trilby [iterary Bos- can now a kindred wonder London’s of Walter burn Harte’. feditations in Mot- Judging from the reviewers, however, and the reports of the booksellers, this thoroughly readable volume is not only better known in London, but even in San Francisco, than it is in Boston, where it first saw the ligh “Meditations in Motley’ s that appeal very d to the lit- mind. Althou, s been for ¥ a wor journalist, and has given his best thougnt and strength to appease seless demands of newspaper work, te is more distinctly a literary man than almost any of the younger men in tbe country whose names suggest them- selves in connection with literature. He has catled hi meditations'’ *‘a bundle of papers imbued with the sobriety of mid- night,” and they have been written, for the most part, in_those wee small hours is a volume of when the journal working day has ended and that of the milkman and the market purveyor is just beginning. From the audacious whimsicality of the dedica- tion “'to the Devil and Dame Chance’ to the last meditation, a “Rhavsody®#f Music,” the book bristles from cover to cover h good things. There is a delicious sense of leisure and ease about th. meditations in snatch moments of time. is difficult to imagine this genial, unhurried, rather bookish, a little prejudiced and old-fash- ioned dreamer hustling after a scoop, at | the behest of a city editor, or getting up copy in the rush and hurry that are con- comitants of newspaper life. Walter Blackburn Harte adoption an American. He was born in England, in Bedfordtown, where John Bunyan lived. and received his early edu- cation in one of the public schools of that plage. education, for he was a mere lad—hardly in his teens—when business reverses in the family forced him to leave school and begin life in earnest in a law office in one is only by of the old inns of courtin London. He taught himself shorthand and continued his education in evening schools. At 16 he gave up work and sccured a year and a it of regular schooling, after which he went to work as a reporter on one of the minor London papers. His work was not of much account, but it took him into Fleet street and gave the literary passion that had consumed him from childhood something to feed upon. But a few months of this life showed him its limitations as to opportunities, and, as his face had long been turned toward America, the boy—for he was but a bc decided ‘o come here. Jt was some ten years ago that he landed in his pocket, and after several temporary en- sments in various lines again plunged per work. cial journalism,” he says, “affords some intimate acqualatance with real life, distinetly inimical to the cultiva 1 i He Montreal, with a few pounds in lian cities, and while engaged in the press gallery of the House of Commons in Ottawa he wrote a number of articles for American magazines on the Canadian P: ment and various social and poli themes. Finally., however, he drifted to ew York and later went to Boston. In tant editor of the New agazine, and the same year be- he series of literary causeries unde ption of “In a Corner at Dodsley’ that were so long one of the most atfrac- tive features of that magazine. He says of them: “I first took down the shutters at Dodsley’s in October, 1891, in the darkest, poorest, dismalest alleyway in all Grub street, and for over two ars I was to be found there by all those who cared to ad- venture in the literary stums. I chose the name partially out of a contradictory hu- mor, my shop being situated so ve ar cay from Pall Mall, where Robert mart bookshop stood in Pope’s Joknson’s day, and partly because obscurity and squalor are forever associated with the attractions of antiquarianism, and I could only hope in such a quarter to attract che carious.”’ many were inclined to adventure . however, that the Dodsley papers have served to connect Mr. Harfe's name permanently with belles lettres, and have caused such critics as Hamilton W. Mabie, Israel Zangwill and Richard Le Gallienne to hail him as one of America’s coming es- sayists. A year or so ago Mr. Harte had a re- lapse into journalism, but is now on the staff of the Arena. He has lately pub- lished in different magazines a number of striking short stories, and expects in time to bring out a volume of these. It will be a pilv,%nowever, if this should mean that we are to have no more essays from_his pen. The appetite awakened in this direc- tion by ‘*‘Meditations in Motley"” decidedly calls for more. The papers are full of quaint humor and wisdom and s_uflicientlfi savored with an occasional judicious pincl of attic salt to be suggestively stimulating. They bristle with extravagances, and Mr. Harte is by no means always to be taken seriously; but his_extravagance is of a wholesome sort. His constant protest against the utilitarian spirit of the age is timely and the literary flavor of ~his thought is delicate and sppetizini. He is a thoroughly independent thinker, with an insight that renders independence of value. Nor is the cup of humorous raillery he offers the world none the less enjoyable for the tang of bitterness sometimes to be discerned therein. Just here, however, lies one of Mr. Harte's dangers. The most of us have bit- ter moments, and on the whole an occa- sional dash of wormwood is mnot a bad thing for the race, only, like the aforemen- tioned attic salt, it must be cautiously used. Nevertheless, our author’s lash, while vigorously plied, is only for that in jife which richly deserves castigation, and a certain sense of literary fitness that char- acterizes all his work will probably keep him from bgcoming that most offensive bungler, a literary scold. He has had a touch from genius moreover, if time shall It must have been his very early | while | THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, JUNE 16, 1895 a week passes, nowadays, that some new book on the subject does not demand at- tention. Most of the work done along this line, morever, is for the exploitation of in- dividual ideas or thearraignment of special wrongs. In all this making many books there is only now and again a real thought or suggestion hidden among the countless words. The author of the book under considera- tion, Elizabeth Hastings, has no theories of reform to put forward, and, singularly enough, although the narrator admits that she, too, has a ‘‘cause,”” we do not, from first to last of the bock, find out what that “cause’ is. But ‘“An Experiment in Altruism’’ is im- mensely readable. There is in it a woman who having lived nine-and-thirty years, at last finds herself free to do asshe pleases. Then she comes to a strange city to follow | a “cause.”” Of this she gives no details. | She finds herself with a lot of people who | 1 | { | | lege-settlement men and another of earnest | are no | | | | wron, all have “causes.”” There is an altruist, with his head in the clouds, given to talk- ing to the ]»(‘O}JF‘ and constructing elabo- rate schemes of life for them. There is ** man of the world,” a blase boy of 14, who plzys poker and critic the drama, and an anarchist, mild and benevo- rank as the possessors of genius. ‘There seems to be a sudden awakening of the in- tellect of the race, and not only in letters, but in all departments of art, the Slavs are attracting the attention of men and women of culture all round the world. Among the most eminent leaders in this Slavonic renaissance is Hearyk Sien- | kiewicz, whose novels are rapidly winning him a fame as wide as the civilized world. His early works, full of adventure and in- cident, reminded readers of the best works of Scott or Dumas, and not a few critics pronounced him the best writer on battles and wars among modern romancers. In his Jatest book, ‘Rodzina Polanieckich,” which, under the easier title of ‘‘Children of the Soil,” has been transiated into Eng- lish by Jeremiah Curtin, he has chosen a quieter theme and shown himself not less successful in portraying the growth and development of character amid the ordi- nary affairs of life than in depicting the terrors and the tragedies of war. The *“Children of the Soil” is a careful, sympathetic study of society among the upper middle class in the Poland of to-day and is wrought out with that minute atten- tion to detail and that artistic finish even to trifles, that is so characteristic of the | genius of Eastern Europe. It is a long, | elaborate story, very different from the | curt novel that prevails in England and America, and was evidently intended for a | people who have abundant’ leisure to read, a large capacity for taking things slowly and comparatively few fashionable novels pressing upon them for attention. It is | in fact the work of a great literary artist, who takes his work seriously and treats his subject as something worthy of pains- aking study and not a mere pastime to amuse careless readers for an idle hour. The plot of the story is the development of the character of a certain Stanislav Polanyetski, a young man of well-balanced | mind and considerable strength of purpose, { who beginning his manhood with merely material desires arrives at last, largely | through the influence of his noble wife, to | the comprehension of the highest spiritual W. B. HARTE. [From a photograph.] lent, looking like an aged apostle who is near the beatific vision and talking about destroying the Govcrnment and ‘‘wading to peace through oceans of blood.” There is a whole houseful of earnest young col- young women. The young men are en- gzaged in giving entertginments and pour- ing tea for their “neighbors” in the slums, | and the young women are organizing trades unions and helping solve social problems among the working people. Then there is a reformer at lafge, who finds his life work ‘“‘on the platiorm.’ They are all self-conscious and intro. spective. Most of them are brooding over £ and studying the problem of life, and they are all devising ways and means to correct the misdeeds of man and God. Of all the motley, earnest throng the only being who seems to have any definite scheme of _life, who | really knows “where he is at,” is a venera- ble scientist who, forty years before, on a height of the Andes, had discovered a new butterfly. The subsequent years of his life are {eing spent in an exhaustive study of that insect. Through all runsa smali, fine thread of alove story, daintily, unob- trusively, delicately told, but the bulk of the book, the chief motif, is the work of | the various reformers. The narrator goes to board and committee meetings, and isits patients, with a sensible, practical, but still speculative woman -doctor, who spends much time undoing the mischief rought by some of the reformers. There a description of a socialistic banquet, given by the reformer at large, at which all the idealists are present and make speeches, that is admirable. Miss Hastings writes earnestly and thoughtfully about them ail. There is not a word of ridicule ror of condemna- tion in bher book, but she has a savin, sense of humor, and a real love for an faith in humanity, that redeems her ac- count from levity, while it does not pre- vent her from showing us the delicious absurdity of many of the ‘“movements” of which she writes. Despite the fact that she turns the weak points of all her peo- ple relentlessly to the light, there is not a character in the whole book, from the star-gazing anarchist to the wretched little “man of the world” and poor gone-astray Polly. lost in the slums, that she does not make the reader love for what is lovable and human in the creature. The book comes to no definite conclu- sion. The author leaves each reformer working out his particular fad. “The anarchist is perfecting the process that shall bring his millennium to be, and the young socialists in Barnet House are work- ing out the details of their new economic order. The Altruist still translates the infinite into finite terms; the young re- former is on the platform; I toil daily in the self-same cause, but the world is not saved.”” She does not, however, close the book hopelessly. In fact, there is nota hopeless sentence in it, from the openin, epigram to the closing declaration: *‘An our foreboding, lest our faith in God shall escape us, seems futile, inasmuch as we cannot_escape from our faith.” [New York: Macmillan & Co. For sale by Wil- liam Doxey, San Francisco. Price, 75 cents,] Children of the Soil. The rapid development in the last quar- ter of a century of the literature and art of Eastern Europe is one of the most noted not prove that that illusive spirit did even | phenomena of our time. Compared with more than touch him, at birth. the people of America, or of Western Mr. Harte is yet a very young man, but [ Europe, the Slavonic race seems hardly judging from the work he has already | emerged from barbarism, and yet, though it given us, we shall hear more and yet ter things from him in the near future. An Experiment in Altruism. lacks a broad, popular education, and has comparatively few seats of learning, it con- tributes to the world at this time a very The literature of economic reform is as- | large pmponion. of thos_e men whose extra- suming formidable proportions. Scarcely | ordinary faculties entitle them to take | needs of the human heart. Around the central figures of the Polanyetski family are gathered a host of other families and | individuals as in_real life. Though the | book is thus crowded with characters there v figures or uninteresting person- ages. Every man and woman has a dis- tinet inaividuality, and the dominant traits of each are depicted as graphically as are those of the characters of the greatest masters of recent literature, Even in the translation, it can be seen hat the author is master of 2 most versa- ile style and bhas at his command a wide range of emotions. Though the story deals with the affairs of a stockbroker who ends by becoming a farmer, and flows always™ in the course of the mo: commonplace events of life, such as love- making, money-making and marriage, with the inseparable accompaniments of disappointments and deaths, it never for a moment becomes dull or sinks below the level of a true intellectual enjoyment. There are in it humor and pathos, wit and philosophy, the sparkle of light epigram and the poetry of pure emotion. Alto- zether it forms a notable book and will in- crease the fame of the author by showing s ability to deal with the ‘subtle prob- lems of psychology, as well as with adven- ture and the dramatic elements of thrilling romance. Published by Little, Brown & Co., Bos- ton. For sale at the Popular Bookstore, 10 Post street. Price, $2. An Aid-de-Camp of Napoleon. Another contribution to the library growing up to meet the demands of the Napoleon craze. The present work is, how- ever, one of real interest and value to the student of history. It is the memoirs of General Count de Segur of the French Academy, who cut a brilliant figure in war, politics and letters from the beginning of this century to near the close of its third quarter. Count de Segur in the year 1800 was a private in the army of France. He was made a general in 1812, and fought continuously up to the end of the imperial era. ne served through all the wars of the empire, either on the staff of Napoleon | or at the head of picked troops. He has | given to the world a very valuable contri- ution to history in his ‘““History, Memoirs and Miscellanea,” which was published, in eight volumes, soon after his death, in 1873. These volumes contain a complete history of Napoleon and his campaigns, and from them has been taken this per- sonal record which the Appletons have just issued in a handsome octavo volume. The work has been revised by a grandson of the author, Count Louis de Segur, and translated by N, A. Patched-Martin. The soldier author is a man of letters as well as of deeds, and the book is written ina clear, nervous, dramatic style that gives the reader the strongest possible impres- sion of the time with which it deals. He is not,as so many memoirists of that period have been, a blind admirer of Na- poleon. He often enters into a rigid analysis of the great hero’s acts and the motives prompting them, and does not hesitate to speak the truth with severity on occasion, as in the matter of the mur- der, for he calls it murder, of the Duc d’Enghien. The book is vparticularly interesting in the accounts it gives of the various cam- iaign_s of Napoleon, particularly that in ussia, and there are many notfable per- sonal reminiscences of the author’s father, Count de Segur, a celebrated Embassador of the great Catherine, who concluded the first treaty between France and Russia, and who was one of the French combat- ants in the War of Independence of the United States. The book will rank as a real contribution to the literature of the Napoleonic era, not merely because of the interesting and in some instances new ground which it covers, but because of the glimpse it affords us of Napoleon from the standpoint of a peer of nce, a brave soldier, an accomplished scholar and a statesman of high rank. -[New York: D. Appleton & Co. For sale by Doxey, San Francisco. Price $2.] dden Explains. Chimmie ¥ It seems that we are to have a series of Chimmie Fadden stories and that the present volume is No. 2 of the series. In it Chimmie Fadden explains, although his explanations are somewhat hazy, and Major Max expounds. The peculiar style of each of these worthies needs no exposi- tion. Mechanically speaking this No. the Chimmie Fadden stories is note- worthy. Itisa study in black and white and a lesson in typographic standards of beauty. The face of the text type is a bold black letter, being what is known as the Jenson type, after Nicholas Jenson, a Frenchman, who at Venice in 1470 founded the true Roman type. The initials, cover and title-page for the book were designed by Sindelar, and all are striking and artistic. The whole in fact very closely suggests some of the best efforts of the celebrated Kelmscott Press, which the artistic designs of William Morris have made famous. There is, however, such a thing as the eternal fitness of things, in bookmaking as in all else, and in bringing all these artistic effects of antique-tvpe Venetian black-let- ter initials and delicate tracery into play asa setting for “Chimmie Fadden” and “Major Max’’ the publishers have shown a lamentable disregard for this fitness. The blunder is an unfortunate one. We have not so much of really artistic bookmaking in America that we can afford so to cheapen it. Mr. Townsend’s work in its antique dress is as painfully out of place, as shocking to artistic sensibilities as— well, as Chimmie Fadden himself is in re- fined society. It is a question whether the reading world really wanted any more of Chimmie just now. He is amusing, for a season— but like the real live Bowery boy for whom he stands, a little of him goes a great way. Major Max is at once more commonplace :mdl more endurable, but, when all is said and done, they are both just a little tire- some. They have so very little to say that when the charm of novelty has worn away from Chimmie’s dreary slang and the major’s circumlocution something else is 2 of needed to hold the reader’s attention. [New York: Lovell, C 1 & Co. for ale by Doxey, San Francisco. Paper, 50 cents.] Familiar Flowers of Field and Garden. We have seen nothing better of its kind than this attempt by F. Schuyler Mathews to identify for the uninitiated our familiar garden and wild flowers. Most of our botanies are too technical. Most of our writers on botany are too learned to be very useful to the student who wants to know flowers merely as flowers. The usual way of the botanists is to give the bare | facts about plants in phraseology that re- quires reference to an elaborate glossary and the mastering of an unknown tongue to comprenend the simplest description of the commonest weed. Mr. Mathews does nothing of this sort. He writes of the flowers and plants by their familiar names, but gives also their botanical names and adds a litlle personal gossip about each, for it is ev: flowers are his friends and intimate ac- quaintances. He knows the family history of each, and tells us something of them and their relations and associates in the nrost sociable way imaginable. He i moreover, an artist. He has himself sketched from nature each plant of which he writes, and he adds, what only an artist 1 add to his descriptions, accurate desig- Nothing is more be- c nations as to color. wildering to the amateur botanist than the absolute inconsequence with which most scientific students of plant life write of the colors of plants. It would seem as though with most of them everything is blue¢ that is not red, and whatever 1s left is yellow. The present work is by no means an exhaustive treatise on the bot- any of the Eastern States, but so far as it goes, and it covers a great deal of ground, it is excellent and will fill a very real want. ew York: D. Appleton & Co. For sale by William Doxey, San Francisco. Price, $1 75.] Washington ; or, The Revolution. This is & drama founded upon the his- toric events of the war for American inde- pendence. The author, Ethan Allen, is a relative of the great Green Mountain hero of that name. The drama itself is not de- signed for production on the stage. It is much too long, much too prolix and slow in action for any such presentation. It is written in a style rather stilted and heroic, and the necessities that arise for different speakers to make long verbal explanations of important historic events somewhat mar the artistic harmony of the work. The events themselves do not lend them- selves readily to dramatic_treatment—a circumstance otten attending upon events in themselves dramatic. Nevertheless, with all its crudities, the | work holds the reader’s interest. It is a new presentation of the theme, and as such throws upon the memorable period with which it deals. The drama is in_two parts, of which the present volume is'but the first. Each part is presented in five acts, and the first part dates from the Boston massacre to Burgoyne’s surrender. 1t is intended that part second shall cover the Periud from Valley Forge to Washington's in- auguration as President. The illustrations, by Robert W. Chambers, are often spirited and suggestive. [Chicago: J. Tennyson Neely.] Christ and His Friends. This is a volume of sermons that were delivered early in the present year at the Hanson-place M. E. Church, Brooklyn, N. Y., by Rev. Louis Albert Banks, D.D. They are revival sermons, the themes and texts all selected from St. John’s gospel. With rather a curious abpearance of egotism, the author tells ns in his preface that “after a few hours’ study during the morning of the day in which the sermon was to be delivered, it was first dictated to a stenographer, though it was afterward {in the evening preached without notes.”” | One wonders just why this explanation is given. A perusal of the sermons leaves the impression that they must have gained much in delivery, from the presence and personality of the speaker. They are typical revival sermons, abounding in an- ecdote and pointed illustration, and full of rsonal appeals to unbelievers. [New );{)rkc Funk & Wagnalls. For sale at the Popular Bookstore, 10 Post street, San Francisco.] ot N Overland for July. The Overland Monthly for July begins the twenty-sixth of the new series. In “Our Spanish-American Families’” Mrs. Tielen Elliott Bandini recites the story of the original Californians, their prominent families and what has become of them. “Some San Francisco Illustrators” tells about real Bohemians of the City, with ex- amples of their work. “Well-Worn Trails” is the first of a new series of articles by the editor, Rounse- velle Wildman, treating of the picturesque features of California, OTHER BOOKS REQEIVED, McClure’s Complete Life of Napoleon: Published by 8. S. McClure (Ltd.), 30 La- fayette place, New Yorkx. Paper, 50 cents. The Bibelot for June: Thomas B. Mosher, 37 Exchange street, Portland, Me. For sale by Doxey. Phili ernon: A Tale in Prose and Verse, S. Weir Mitchell, M.D., LL.D. New ork: The Century Company. Price, $1. How We Rose: By David Nelson Beach. Roberts Brothers, Boston. Popular book- store, 10 Post street, San Francisco. Las.twy;ear the sheep in the United States grew 307,100,000 pounds of wool. IovLs oF THE [FieLp. BY A NATURALIST AT LARGE. emphasis, the lesson of interdependence of kind. The isolated being is everywhere the comparatively helpless being. surrounded by dangers. He w caring for nimself the ener; have made him a more useful social unit. Even apparent exceptions to this rule but g0 to confirm it. 'lxlm tree growing by itself in the open fieid often attains to FLORAL SOCIALISTS. Some weeks ago, in an article of this series, I took occasion to write of spiders, ants and bees, calling these creatures, be- cause of their respective habits, anarchists, communists and socialists. Since then my friends the human an- archists have addressed to me various communications of protest. They do not care to be likened to spiders, albeit this hard-working insect is the quintessence of the individualism which they so warmly cherish. One of my unknown correspond- ents, however, is brave enough to accept the logical conclusions of his own theories. “Give me,” he says, “the dangers attend- ing the freedom of the spider, rather than the protection and plenty attending the slavery of the ant and the bee. “Government is an order of nature rather than of intelligence. All gregarious ani- mals tend toward government. It is a mode sometimes best adapted to perpetu- ate the race. Itis in no wise dependent upon intelligent reason. In fact, the less reason the more perfect the organization. * * ¥ But give me the liberty of the in- dividual, even if it must be in poverty and isolation, rather than the comfort of the well-fed neuter in the hive of humanity.” I willingly concede to this correspondent the fullest possible attainment of liberty his individuality can bear. We are not concerned to-day with his political beliefs, | but with his entirely scientific postulate that government is an order of Nuture. Unlike our friends, the anarchists, how | ever, Nature has no special regard for indi viduals. What she aims at is the perpetu- ation of the species, and to the attainment | of this end she seeks to develop in the in- dividual fitness to survive. Just here at my hand I have secured of branches and a higher perfection of but woodsmen tell us that the forest tree makes the better timber. I have said that our composite flowers survive by virtue of their haying associated that their aggregate endeavor may accom- plish that which is beyond their in- dividual efforts. I do not imagine for one moment that this association was volun- tary on their part. The first aggregation of blossoms was probably adventitious— because it has been better for the species the composite form has persisted. Those flowers with a tendency to separate them- selves from the mass are so small as to be overlooked by insects. Thev do not get fertilized and, therefore, perish. Thus the er- I have sometimes fou J a clover-blossom with a single ng the head in the full glory iduality. Such a blossom is not beautiful. Studying my dandelion, with its wealth of yellow flowers safe and comfortable in the beantiful blossom which each helps to make, I am moved to wonder whether my anarchistic correspondent hasever stopped to consider what would become of this plant if the government of which he so contemptuously speaks as ‘‘an order of nature rather than of intelligence” were to cease its operation—if the composite organization were to be dispersed into its individual elements. Much the same fate | would overtake the | fancy, as would cvertake individualistic_type does not become pemnated. lighted him should W il three blossoms. They are all common | human fiovkrnment suspend operation: plants, so common indeed that two of | Nature'slaws hold good all along the line them ‘are usually termed weeds. They | of life, and he says wisely that one of these have, however, their own special names, | laws is government. Norare her laws to dandelion, clover and dogfennel, and they | be cut across with impunity. Floral an. are important because they are typical | archy would mean death to the individual representatives of the largest order in the | flower, and human anarchy just as truly floral kingdom, an order which, although | would' mean death to the individual ani it was the last to appear in the vegetable | to that composite flower of the human world, has outstripped every other and | race—civilization. leads them all to-day. Botanists call it | the composite order. Its members are | really floral socialists. Take thisclover, for | instance. What we call the blossom is in reality many blossoms. Look at the mass under this glass. You will see that the clover head is made up of numerous mi- | nute cups in a compact cluster. | 1f you pull one of these tiny cups from | the head and put the uprooted end in your mouth, as you used tolove to do when a | child, you will taste a single drop of | nectar. That is what the cup has to offer | the bee who helps to fertilize the blossom. | But now study the cup. Itisin itself a perfect blossom. As we see it, it is now a tiny tube, but it was once possessed of five minute petals which have united in | the present tubular shape. Thereisstill a | suggestion of the time when the petals Australia is the only colony in the world to which ruminating “animals are not in- | digenous, and yet cattle and sheep of vari- ous breeds thrive there amazing NEW TO-DAY. JUNE PRICES were separate, in the little pointed scallops | that rim the cup. Now the tiny cup is not only descended from a five-petaled | ancestor, but that ancestor was at one | time a separate flower, growing on its in- dividual stem and trusting to good for- tune to send some fertilizing insect in its way, that its kind might be perpetuated. | This meansseasonable goods The chances of such fortune were small. | : The flowers were 5o iy they must:tve |41 greatly. reduced prices quently have been overlooked by the in- order to close out such goods sects. But those flowers. that grew closest to- |as are intended for spring and summer trade. gether, forming little clusters, were most in noticeable, and were discovered, robbed of their nectar and incidentally fertilized by freebooting insects. These blossoms bore | fruit, and in _time the co-operative habit LADIES’ JERSEY RIB- became fixed in_their descendants. In | “BEn Listm UNION other words, unable, by reason of their | SUITS, long 2 minuteness, to_attract the insects and se- cure fertihzation, they established colo- nies, so_to speak, that in the aggregate they might obtain that which as individ- uals they were powerless to secure. They crowded closer and closer together until they formed a solid, compact mass, as in the clover here. The many-petaled flowers found it inconvenient to arrange them- selves in the composite order, and so, as we see_in the clover, the petals have co- alesced to form a tube-shaped flower, and, as the tubular form is better adapted to receive fertilization by the bee, that form has been perpetuated. Now, as we have seen, the chances for the survival of the isolated individual were very small in the cases of these tiny flowers. By co-operation, however, this order of plants has, as I have said, become the largestin the floral kingdom, although it was the latest to appear. The compo- site have circled the globe. They fill our gardens and flourish in our hothouses. price was $1 HEAVY QUALITY ALL SILK MOIRE RIBBON 134 inches wide, all colors, NOW 1OC price was JAPANESE GILT-PRINT- ED CREPE for drapery use, handsome colorings and patterns, width 27 NOW 15(. inches, price was 25¢ HENRIETTA WEAVE WASH DRESS GOODS, handsome printed designs, light and dark colorings, price was 15¢ Now 10¢ The pretty goldenrod, the dig- | Ournew catalogue now ready. Mailed nified asters, the _aristocratic chrys- | free to any address on application. anthemums, the dainty daisies, ‘all oy 11 Parcels delivered free in this and neigh- belong to this great socialistic order. ‘Heli. | | 47" Sever B areiEh: anthus, the big, beaming sunflower, is a | boring cities and towns. charter member. 8o, too, is the wretched | Country orders receive our best and little tarweed with its pungent balsamic prompt attention. Samples on application. KOHLBERG, STRAUSS & FROHMAN, 1t is quite true that in eve: stance the individnal flowers have sacrificed some- 107 AND 109 POST STREET, AND—— thing to the race. The single tiny blossom 1220-1222-1224 MARKET ST, earth” and renew its life again, perhaps a thousand miles from here. ' Seeing it floating a poet might have found in it the theme for a poem. A scientist might have seen in it universal law, or a seer have reasoned from it to life eternal, but the little seed would be merely a dandelion seed—one of many hundred that the hlossom sent out. But for the co-opera- tion of its fellows in the floral body social it could never have been at all. Neverthe- less, but for it and its fellows, the blossom could never have been. The law of co- operation, like all of nature’s laws, makes for rightness and fitness along the whole line. Nature teaches us, with ever-repeated that T can pull from this dandelion, for ), LYY L. s * instance, has no individuality whatever. 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