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THE F RANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 24, 1895. 23 1 | A very pretty little quarrel is said to be raging in the camp of the decadents on the other side of the Atlantic. e7e George Moore, the acknowledged leader the decadent clans, is mourning the de- sertion of his most promising pupil-disci- This is none other than “Frank Danby,” a young lady who sat at the feet the author of ‘‘Esther Waters” and tes,” and whose habit it has been peak of him with bated breath as “The Frank Danby is, by the way, the author of anovel which is said to out-Zangwill | Zangwill. This book, the title of which is | Dr. Phillips,” according to a writerin the Bookman, was published some six years o and exists to-day in some half a dozen reprints that sell continually, and yet: it has never been reviewed in the leading periodicals, and THE CALL’S book-reviewer has never been able to find a single person | who knows anything about the story. As s really rather a powerful bit of work this circumstance is something more than singular, and the explanation vouchsafed by the Bookman is interesting. ) | The novel deals with a certain stratum of of Jewish society in London—the ultra- orthodox, commercial, narrow-minded, istian-hating set—and it is written with a minute knowledge that is fairly g, reproducing as 1t does with pho- phic accuracy the least details of do- ¢ and social life down to the chatter | parlors and an enumeration of the | i aten at the card parties, until as | e read we can almost smell the fried fish i see the grease. Itis a marvel of rev- lation, and it greatly offended the Jewish on of the community when it ap- | 5 ghtway influences were | to wor to involve it in a impenetrable silence that should | it at its birth. It is in-| wonderful how effectively this has ¢ done; for while the book has been | d by v it has been noticed by few; | to-day it cannot be purchased save in | eap, paper-covered edition on the of the second-hand dealers. There mething really uncanny about this, | he story, as thus toid, ought to make | oom for the book that shall place it n a bigh shelf of popularity. To a iid mind the tale has a flavor of com- 1 shrewdness. Your thorough- ing decadent has a keen eye for business. | ir dramatic stars have about exhausted | 1e capabilities of the lost-diamond method | f procedure, but a mysteriously disap- | eared novel languishing unheralded in | such a literary Bluebeard’s chamber as this yarn suggests isa mystery so inter- esting and picturesque that the disappear- ance itself should sufficiently advertise “Frank Danby’’ wighout the additional ex- loit of her quarrel with George Moore. @1® But the quarrel itself is by no means hid under a bushel, along with the novel. No one seems to know just why Mr. Moore | and his interesting pupil are estranged. It ! is denied in certain quarters that the fa- | mous decadent’s reported approaching age with ‘“John Oliver Hobbes” has thing to do with the trouble, but when, several months ago, “‘Celibates’” began to age attention among the critics the au- r of “Dr. Phillips” came out with a y savage and bitter critique of it in the Saturday Review. The attack provoked a ply from Mr. Moore, an impolite move for him, but the circumstances were most exasperating, and he publicly disowned her as unworthy of him, accused her of ignorance of the English language, and charged her with Philistinism, whatever that may be, and with being altogether a coarse-minded . and inferior person. And so the quarrel stands, and outsiders can only hope thatthese ebullitions may be the last gasps of decadence and the yellow cult. 8 e THE BOOK OF THE WEEK. The new book of the week is “The Red Cockade,” by Stanley J. Weyman. It is having 2 good sale, and is crowding to the front rank in popular favor. ‘“Bonnie Briar Bush,” by Maclaren, holds the first place in S8an Francisco book sales for the past week. It is interesting to note in this connection that the reports received by the November Bookman, Dodd, Mead & Co.'s popular literary magazine, show that in nearly all the large cities of the United States the same book has the first call on the popular fancy of the reading public. Itis first in the lists of sales n New York, Boston, Denver. Kansas Cit Los Angeles, Philadelphia, Portland, Or.; Rochester, N. Y.; St. Louis, Salt Lake. In Toledo, Ohio, it is second: St. Paul. third; Louisville, Ky., fourth: Montreas. | Canada, second; Chicago. sixth; Cincin- | nati, third; Baltimore. second. The only cities in which it seems to have no sale are ATbany, N. Y., Buffalo, N. Y., and Hart- ford, Conn. : In San Francisco “The Prisoner of Zenda,” by Hope, has had a revival, due, o doubt, to the new interest created by its dramatization and_successful production by Sothern in New York. All the leading Jocal dealers have had to lay in a new | Among the new books of the | weex which are _attfacting considerable attention are: “Jude, the Obscure,” by Thomas Harding, author of “Tess of the D' Urbervilles'; “Lilik,” by George Mac- Donald; “In Defiance of the King,” a tory of the American Revolution, by suncy C. Hotchkiss, a_comparatively writer; *“The Honour of Savelli,” by 5. t Yeats. Je number of new books announced for lication in this country and abroad ds fair- to eclipse all previous years. In sland *“Trilby” is having a better sale ) in the United States. Du Maurier’s bookg it was anpounced, would be calied “The Martiang,” put the Bookman | | rhymed English. | a revelation to many students of litera- says that is a mistake. It is to be called ““The Martian.” = Authors hold tne titles of their books as.too sacred to be fooled with. They are sometimes captious as well as capricions. Apropos of this isan amusing typographical error committed by the Literary World in announcing the name of Mr. Stedman’s forthcoming “V. torian Anthology” as the ‘‘Victorian An- thropolo Somebody must have felt { like' committing anthropology when he saw the compositor’s blunder in cold tvpe. Great things are expected from Anthony Hope'’s new serial. The title fixed on is “Phrozo.” The scene is laid on a Greek island- bought by a voung Englishman. The inbabitants conspire ta slay the new proprietor, and “Phrozo” is a Gireek beauty with whom he falls in love. The rest is not obvious, but those who have read the story say it is the best serial they have ever seen. _A new novel by Miss Lily Dougall, en- titled a *‘Question of Faith,’” is announced to appear shortly from the press of Hough- ton, Mifflin & Co. Speaking of the remarkable notoriety | attained by some work of modern fiction, and the singular failure of others equally meritorious, and often superior in interest and diction, a bookseller recalled the strik- ingly realistic novel, “Dr. Phillps.” It was published six years ago and widely read. There are several cheap editions on the market now, which are read by thousands, but from the day of its appearance to the present time the author has never seen a review of his work nor has he ever heard one single person mention it, Yet it is a remarkable piece of work—vivid, acute, intense and, in its later chapters, power- fully tragical. “How these things hap- pen,” said the dealer in books, *‘no man can teli.” e THE BIBELOT SERIES. The daintiest series of publications of the week are those from the pressof Thomas B. Mosher, Portland, Me., including a number of scholarly translations of the | ancient Persian poets. Their typograph- ical style is exquisite. They are of the latest vellum binding and printed in large type, on heavy Van Gelder parchment paper. Among the translations are the Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam, the astronomer-poet of Persia, who left the impress of his strong individuality and brilliant talents on the history of the eleyenth and twelfth | centuries. His poetry bears the stamp of that rich and tropical imagery so charac- teristic of the prose and poetical writers of the far East. Edward Fitzgerald, the translator, is a writer of eminent scholastic attainments, and so far as lies in the power of the English language he has given the world of letters the still extant poems of Khayyan in all their luxuriant fancy and beauty of style. John Addington Symonds’ translations of the sonnets of Michael Angelo Buon- arroti are included in the set. In the pub- lisher’s notice it is said this is the first time these sonnets have been done into These sonneis will be ture, and particularly to the reading public, who know Michael Angelo only as a sculptor and painter of the sixteenth century. He wasa poet of great tender- ness and sympathy, and in much of his writing there is traceable a3 deep spiritual sentiment. The following sonnet, * Waiting in ‘dales and sunny plains of France with | his viol, through sunshine and shadow | &nd under the “‘ivory’’ moonlight. It isa | tale of love in altérnate prose and verse, and Andrew Lang, the transiator, bhas | preserved the beauties of the singer's | language to_the better purpose of which | he has -had recourse to many forms of | expression from - the old = Inglish of Chaucer and Procter. Tt is a.gem, and | there is’ nothing'quite akin in“artistic poetry. “The Blessed Damozel,” a book of lyrics chosen from the works of Dante Gabriel Rossetti, is one of the series which will take its place near the heart of the liter- | ary student and enthusiast. Rossetii was an English poet and painter, born in Lon- don in 1828. He died in 1882. His first | notoriety came from his connection with | the ““Preraphaelite Brotherhood” of which | he became a leader. He was also one of | the foremost romantic and sensuous poets | of modern English literature. Many of | his paintings attracted world-wide atten- | tion and are held ata nhigh value to-day. His poetry is finished and beautiful in its imagery. “The Child in the House,”’ an imaginary portrait by Walter Pater, is the last of the ries. Itisa delicate tle volume, the | size of a pocket memorandum, bound in vellum, as are all the other volumes. It | is. done in Pater's best style and will touch a tender chord—a dainty bit of Eng- ish with just enough of a story to give it a frame, as the goldsmith mounts his richest gems in the slenderest settings. [The edition is limited to 725 copies. Thomas B. Mosher, Portland, Me. For sale by Doxe: ) -— THE LAYD OF PROMISE. There will be almost as many opinions regarding the morality of this book of Paul Bourget’s as the book has readers. That it is an entirely serious study of certain lJamentable phases of human experience no reader can doubt. It 1s astoryof a Faul Bourget. weak man’s possibly natural mistrust and jealousy of a woman who for love of him betrays her husband. Asa psychological study the book possesses elements that border upon greatness. In his preface M. Bourget tells us that his book is written “for the tenth man, the man in whom passion and experience have not entirely destroyed conscience, who is not content to reconcile hLis interest with convention- ality and his pleasure with the judgment of the fashionable or vulgar.” Briefly, the hero of the tale has been the lover of a woman married to another. He is the father of a child who bears the name of the betrayed husband. He cannot doubt his paternity, but jealousy and mistrust have driven him away from the mother just as she is left a wido Two years later Nay- rac sees and recognizes bis own chi He also becomes thoroughly convinced that his distrust of his mistress was groundless; that he acted the part of a coward and a brute toward her. Heisen- | gaged to a lovely and innocent girl, whom ity, more than a study of human respon- sibility; it is a notable study of the psychologies of sin. This study the author conducts with wonderful subtlety and high analytic power. The action, too, of the whole “pitiful drama_ is admirably sustained. The character of Pauline, the erring wife, is drawn with a delicate sym- pathy that is more potent than condemna- tion, to place the responsibility for her share of the wrong, and we have to thank M. Bourget for the portrait of a rarely wise and good woman that he has made for us of the Countess Scilly, mother of Nayrac’s betrothed. [Chicago and New York: F. Tennyson Neely. For sale by Doxey, San Francisco. Price §1 50.] e SONGS OF A FOOL. A little pamphlet of verses from the pen of Geraldine Meyrick has just made its appearance under the singular 'title of “Songs of a Fool.” They are issued by the Semi-Monthly Letter of San Jose. There is poetic merit in some of the son- nets, and the writer gives evidence of a deep and pure poetical sentiment. There is philosophical thought, and the touch of the master in these lines: hey call me a fool, and Jittle I know; iher whence 1 came nor whither 1go; ther what 1 am, nor may hope to be, When time is lost in eternity. That her style is not set is evidenced by the following change in meter, the extract being taken from the poem At Sea': Fall fast, O rain; Lift u And w Across the strand. s0, am in pain, v native lapd. There is a finish about some of her verses that critics are slow to_accredit the new and unknown singer. The foliowing from “A Protest” is after Swinburne: « To-day will die to-morrow,” 50 he says Who weaveth words all-wondrousiy: yet I Can call to memory unnumbered days That through unnumbered ages shall not dle. And e’en he adds, “Time s{00pS t0 10 man’s lure.” Too easily flows on the facile line; 0, bard, thy saying Was not sure; v, there are even flower-like songs of thine. [Semi-monthly Letter Company, San | Jose, publishers.] | —_— A CUMBERLAND VENDETTA. This is a collection of four stories, by John Fox Jr., most of which have already appeared, from time to time, in the differ- ent magazines. They are stories of life in the mountains of Kentucky and are full of the picturesqueness and romance that surround those mysterious fastnesses. “A Cumberland Vendetta’” and its sequel, “The Last Stetson,” haveto do with a famous feud that long raged in the Cum- beriands. The Stetsons and the Lewallens are hereditary foes. They ‘fight on sight” whenever occasion offers. The first story ends with the defeat of the Lewallens, in which Jasper Lewallen, beaten in a fight and attempting, by a treacherous. attack, to shoot his opponent, Rome- Stetson, is himself shot by Rome'’s little brother, Isom. In “The Lest Stetson,” Isom him- self, grown and’ filled with remorse over | the deed, attempts to sacrifice himself to save one of his ancient foes. His action, although he escapes death, ends the feud. There are a number of strong descriptive bits in the book, and the last story, *‘On Hell-fer-Sartain Creek,”’ gives a not too obscure bit of Cumberland 'dialect. [New York: Harper & Bros. For sale by Payot, Upbam & Co., San Francisco. Price $1 25.] aEsraas HIS FATHER'S SON. Brander Matthews, the well-known liter- ary critic, is one of the latest writers to try his hand at depicting a thoroughly Ameri- can type. Ezra Pierce, the “father” of the story, is a Wall-street speculator, who began life as a peddler, and when the nar- rative opens is a king in Wall street, He is pious ard church-going. He im- THE PRESENT ‘PAY WILLIAM WATSON. Faith,” is one of the prettiest, blending the human with the divine love: If through the eyes the heart speaks dear and true, 1 have no stronger sureties than these eyes For my pure love. Prithee let them suflice, Lord of my soul, pity to @ain from you. More tenderly. perchance than is mv dne, Your spirit sees into my heart where rise ‘The flumes of hoiy worship, nor denies The grace reserved for those who humbly sue. Oh! blessed day, when you at last are mine. et time stand still, aud_let noon’s chariot stay; Fixed be that moment on the dial of heaven! That 1 may clasp and keep by grace divine, Clasp in these yearning arms and keep for aye, My beart's loved lord to me desertless given! The conte-fable of “Aucassin and Nicolete,” which the Bibelot series con- tains, is one of the few song-sfories pre- served from the literature of the twelfth century. It was written by a nameless and to the literary students of the present day unknown minstrel of the twelfth century, who wi over the - hills, he is soon to marry. It is too late to undo the wrong toward his earlier love, even would she, still smarting under the memo- ries of indignities suffered through his outrageous accusations, allow him to ap- proach her. But the question of his duty toward his child is the problem that dis- tracts him. Has he any such duty, and what is it? Has he any rights? Is be cal- pable if he goes his way without heeding these considerations? Do the mi'sterlous ties of blood necessarily imply obligation ? That the problem is too subtle to trouble the brain the author admits would be the verdict of nine men out of ten, but, as he says, he writes for the tenth man, and believes that this man “may find this drama of unholy paternity one of the most tragic and most human that real life represents.” Certainly, as bues even his_operations in Wall street with the spirit of all-pervading, uncon- scious hy'pocrisy that bas become a part of his life. Narrow, bigoted, Puritanical from first to last, he is yet a gambler and a rascal. Theson i1s a milksop, pure and simple. When introduced to us be is just out of college, but has not yet relaxed his hold upon the maternal apronstrings. His conversation and ideas would do credit to the heart, though, possibly, not to the head, of a 12-year-old schoolboy of fair at- tainments, gut he has won the love of a nice girl,and our first glimpse of him shows him asking bis father’s consent to marry her. This old Eara gives, and after setting the pair up he takes the son into his office, where he uses him as a sort of dummy to _represent him in sundry boards and in various deals M. Bourget, presents it it is worthy of close study. Ivis more than a study of moral- where he requires a director or a repre- sentative. Gradually little Miss Nancy extensive account of the great ‘‘Federation of Women’s Clubs,” a forerunner of the January issue, which is ‘to be 'a special *‘woman’s number.” The Daisies of the ¥Yeare *96. Under the above unique and attractive title the Anglo-California Publishing Com- pany has just issued a charming Auntiente Kalendar for 1896. The style in which itis printed and illustrated is that of the early part of the sixteenth century when the famous printersof that day so largely used the genius of the artistin the decoration of their pages. Some of the borders are fac-similes of Holtein’s designs, used in Erasmus’ Greek Testament, 1519, while others are taken from a ““Booke of Hours,”’ by Kerver of Paris, 15: Each month of ISOLDz, BY AUBREY BEARDSLEY. [Reproduced by the Chicago Echo from the Studio.] gets nis eyes opened to some of the pa- ternal speculative methods, at last comes toa full understanding of the paternal code of financial morality and discovers in fact that his father is a_hypocrite and a gambler. Forthwith he jumps to the con- clusion that hypocrisy is, the rule of life, that morality, honor, truth and decency | are the teachings of women, and, putting his new ideas into action, he proceeds promptly to go to the deyil. His career is not a pleasant one. The poor little paper doll becomes, all too speedily, a mere vul- gar villain, his cardboard principles disap- gearmz before every breath of temptation. Mr. Matthews seems to have intended the | narrative as a study of hereditary tenden- cies, but he gives us in Wins- low Pierce, the son of a good mother, and of a father certainly not lacking in sirength and purpose, a mere lump of colorless putty, whom not even coliege life has been able to inspire with any gump- tion or determination even in ill-doing. It is quite impossible to get up any concern over him or hisevil career. The interest of the story centers entirely uponold Ezra, who apparently never comes to regard his son’s wickedness as anything other than a mysterious dispensation of Providence wgich he endeavors to bear with what for- titnde ne can command. The story isin itself rather dull and heavy. Only the in- teresting study it affords us of a character like that of Ezra Price redeems it from commonplaceness. [New York: Harper & Bros. For sale by Payot, Upham & Co., San Francisco. Price $1 25.] T TR THE RETURN OF THE NATIVE. This is the most recent issue in Harper & Bros.” admirable edition of the verses of Thomas Hardy. Like the other volumes in this series, itis illustrated by an etching by Macbeth-Raeburn, and a map of that Wessex country to which the novelist has suceeeded in imparting so strong a reality. There are probably few who will dispute Hardy’s place at the head of the long list of modern fictionists. Unquestionably he is a master of hisartand the interest at. tending upon this very handsome republi- cation of his books may be taken as some measure of the reaction now steadily set- ting in toward romanticism. In “The Re- turn of the Native,” we have somewhat more of the author's philosoghy of life than he has vouchsafed us in the volnmes appearing earlierin thisseries. The human note rings through it,the earlier forerunner of the strong, unmistakable purpose that is never far from hand in Hardy’s work to-day. It would not, however, be just to call “'The Return of the Native” a novel without a pm?)ose, any more than it would be just to apply that phrase to ‘“‘Tess of the d"[}rbervilles." Hardy is too wholly master of his art, too deeply imbued with a sense of the lit- erary verities, ever to sink the artist in the special pleader. The lesson of humanity runs through what he writes, just as it runs through life, because of its inevita- bleness. This is perhaps the secret of the author’s power. From first to last we care 1ess for the fulfillment of Clym Yeobright’s pedagogic ambitions than we do forClym’s own mental and spiritual evolution. We are more moved upon to sympathize than to dogmatize even over the waywardness of Eustacia and the pusillanimity of Wildeve. And how the Wessex of the novels grows npon the reader! The som- ber scene of the present narrative is made to stand out, a vivid background of intense locality, that is an essential part of the logic of the drama projected against it. Hardy's people are not_only real, substan- tial entities, but they live and breathe and move through surroundings that the mas- ter makes manifest to us, as gur owp habitations are manifest. it is a part of the subtle reality of his art, for Hardy is essentially realistic in mrethod, belonging, unquestionably as he does, to the roman- ticist camgi Messrs. Harper & Bros, announce speed- ily to appear in_this series Hardy’s latest novel, "fienrts Insurgent,” which will ap- pear in book form under the title of “Jude the Obscure.” [New York: Harper & Bros. For sale by Payot, Upham & Co., San Francisco. Price $150.] STOPS OF VARIOUS QUILLS. ‘W. D. Howells’ new book of vagrant poems, coliected in one volume under the somewhat singular title of “Stops of Va- rious Quills,” will prove a disappointment to the reader, unless the volume is pur- chased to ornament a drawing-rgom or library table. It istastefully bound, hand- somely illustrated and_printed on the heaviest cream paper. But many of the verses—and they are all of the tetached nt character—lack point, and even finish. Nulrli all are wrilten in the medi- tative vein and serve as a vehicle for the poet’s philosophic musings. The phil- osophy, t00, is of the homely, everyda; kind—there is nothing profound or broad. Tn musing on the problem of life he teils us what we all know so well, that— We have riot to consent,or to refuse; I t ours to choose : e come because we must, ¢ ‘We know not by what law, if unjust or if just. . There is much blank verse and some that will be found literally so by the ma- jority of readers. Mr. Howells’ forte is not with the muses. [Harper & Brothers, New York:] B g Bl MENTOXE, CAIRO AND COZFU. Sketches of travel are numerous in these days, for haif the literary people of the world are travelers and all of them who travel write, but good, bright, entertaining works of the kind are.about-as rare as ever. The very fact that there are more writers has made the themes more hack- neyed, and comparatively few who visit lands so often described are able to see them under new aspects or to picture them with a new grace and coloring. Itis a pleasure, therefore, to find that %}ons(ance Fenimore Woolson has gone over the old familiar ground of Mentone, Cairo and Corfu and found there certain attractive phases of life and scenery not described by others, or, at least, not with Ler delicacy of perception and charm of style. The substance of these sksiches of travel originally appeared in Harper's Magazine, and that of Mentone has not been essen- tially cbanged, but the others contain much interesting material not included in their original form as magazine articles. All the sketches are illustrated with many well-executed pictures of noted places or t{‘pes of the men and women who live there. These pictures add much to the attractiveness of the volumne and assist the reader in realizing the scenes described. The chavters on Cairo and Corfu are strictly desciiptions of scenery and- life and manners in those places, but_that on Mentone is something more. It is a pictureinto which the characters of the trayelers are introduced n the foreground and the scenery serves only as setting for the incidents of their rambles and talk together. Altogether delightful is the picture thus given of the company assem- bled by chance at Mentone who spend the sunny days in wandering amid scenes of beauty renowned in history or romance. ‘The company was one made up by the chance of travel and was held together | only by congenial tastes and a mutual | gleasu!-e in the societ’y of one another. here is, of course, a love story in the week’s adventures. Wherever there are youth and a holiday, thereis love. In this case the love-making was fitted to the scene. Itwasa comedy, not a passion, and it is not even certain that it ended in a marriage. Only when the chance gather- ing at Mentone broke up, it is noted that one of the Awerican girls was followed to Filorence by a young Englishman who ap- parently had a right to do so. If the chapters on Cairo and Corfu lack the charm of dramatic interest given to that on Mentone by the introduction of the varied characters they are not without a charm of their own, and no reader will be tempted to skip a single page. Where the subject itself is not of great interest the author’s style continues to entertain, and it is with no little regret that one closes the book. [*‘Mentone, Cairo_and Corfu,”’ by Con- stance Fenimore Woolson. New York: Harper & Brothers.] THE . MAGAZINES. Donahoe’s for November. Several of the articles in Donahoe’s Magazine for November are among the very best confributions to the magazine literature of the year. The opening paper, from the graceful pen of Margaret M. Halvey, is aevoted to the “American Reliques of Tom Moore,” and gives, besides a new and entertaining account of the poet's visit to Philadelphia on his way home from Bermuda in 1803, a description of the cottage in Fairmount Park woere it is supposed he remained during his stay. The second article, “Two Historic Churches,” by Florence de Rothe- say, also illustrated, describes the “‘Old Chelsea Church,” in London, and that of St. Julien Je Pauvre, the Church of Dante in Paris. Charles Robinson, assistant edi- tor of the North American Review, in “The Franciscan Revival,” points out in a brilliant literary style the social signs of the times, which indicate a renascence in the world of the spirit of St. Francis of Assisi, the founder of the Fran- ciscans.. Joseph Dana Miller contributes an essay of timely import on the “Money Question.” Mr. Miller’s ideas on the free coinage of silver are interesting in view of his pronounced opinions in favor of the single tax. An 1illustrated article of great suggestiveness is the symposium on “Ath- letics in Catholic Colleges” by representa- tive students of the principal Catholic uni- versities and colleges. [Donahoe Magazine Company, Boston.] Godey’s Magazine. Godey’s, the oldest of the magazines, follows the good old custom of proffering Christmas confections in their proper season. The December number is notable, therefore, with Yule-tide fiction and verse, besides such seasonable articles as *‘Hol- day Decorations,”” “‘Curistmas, Past and Present,” and “Christmas Day in a Jap- anese Go-Down” this latter richly illus- trated by C. D. Weldon. Perhaps the chief | Amos G. feature of this number is, however, an the vear hasa page to itself, illuminated by rich borders and appropriate prose and verse selections from the classie authors. Romance. The November Romance contains one of Stanley Weyman’s brilliant historical sketches, which is suitably illustrated. There is also an amusing story by W. L. Alden, entitled *Mr. Cutter’s Surprise,” descriptive of the attempt of an over-con- fiaent conductor to run his train through a stranded schooner loaded with dynamirte. Besides these more noteworthy stories, there are interesting tales by Stoddard Dewey, Marriott-Watson, Alma Martin and others, so that readers of the Novem- ber Romance will find plenty of enter- taining matter in its pages. Journal of Sociology. The November number of the American Journal of Sociology contains the contri- butions of many well-known writers on the social science. Among the leading papers are: ‘‘Contributions of the United States Government to Social Science,’” by Carroll D. Wright; “Politics and Crime,” Warner; “Mr. Kidd’s Social Evolution,” John A. Hobson; ‘“‘Sociology and Biology,” Lester F. Ward; ‘‘Sociclogy and Pedagogy.” Arnold “ompkins, and several other highly interesting and in- structive disquisitions on the social science, The Century. F. Hopkinson Smith’s new novel, “Tom Grogan,” will begin in the Christmas number of the Century. The labor prob- lem enters into it, and in its plot Mr. Smith is said to have utilized some of his experiences as a builder. C.S. Reinhart furnishes the illustrations. R ard Kip- ling’s contribution to the Christmas num- ber is considered one of the most powerful storles that has ever come from his hand. It is called ‘““The Brushwood Boy,” and the scene is laid in England, India, and the world of dreams St. Nicholas. Rudyard Kipling’s famous Jungle Stories had their origin in the suggestion of the editor of St. Nicholas that he try his hand at writing stories for the young readers of that magazine. This Mr. Kipling was the more ready to do as he said he had ‘‘grown up on St. Nicholas.” He will write for it during the coming year—in a new veinj; the Jungle Stories are finished. The Hotel and Traveler. That popular jougnal for November is unusually bright in its contents. Among the most interesting contributions are an article on the "Atlanta Exposition and “The Winter Resorts in the Rocky Moun- tains.”” The departments are well filled and all the matter has a bright and cheery sparkle that is refreshing. The Youth’s Companion. The last number of this venerable and ever-popular juvenile paper contains the usual amount of entertaining matter for readers young and old. The holiday num« bers are looked forward to with great ex- pectancy by its thousands of youthful readers. e e BOOKS RECEIVED. TeE Biseror Series, including the sone nets of Michael Angelo, Avcassin and Nicolete, “The Blessed Damozel,”” “The Rubaiyat’’ of Omar Khayyam and ‘The Child in the House”; vellum binding; edition limited vo 7Zo and 975. Thomas B. Mosher, 37 Exchange street, Portland, Me. William Doxey, 631 Market street, San Francisco. Sones oF A Foor axp OTHER VERSES, by Geraldine Meyrick; pamphlet, 16 pages. Semi-Monthly Letter Company, publishe ers, San Jose. Board of Park Commissioners Twenty=~ fourth Annual Report; board, 44 pages, State Printing Office, Sacramento. THE PEaNTOM DEATH, by W. Clark Rus- sell. Frederick A. Stokes & Co., New York, publishers. For sale by Wilham Doxey, San Francisco; 75 cents. 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