The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, October 13, 1901, Page 4

THE SUNDAY CALL. flower a ng mdre it desert w simple prob- The De he take en to tell om for thought be- sert to blessom by P £ it with a boitle of ink, £ s cultivation wh with pen enables him somethir grows e who ow why 1 glen all an v admiring t glan e Bay of Fu best tidal Mexico. In what measure it is responsi- le for the general climate of those States t be summarized, but it certainly influence, especially, in the r of producing dry a Vho shall say that the preternatural produ ve s of California is not due to the warm air of its surrounding deserts? They n health to the human. Why not s h to the plant? leserts should never be reclaimed e the breathing spaces of the nd should be preserved forever. eak aring anything because it atifu to waste one's breath and t neur rid‘cule The main affair of lit Is to get the dollar, and it there is any m in cutting the thr of Beauty, why bv all means cut her throat. in the nght for life on the where rabbits ¢ I, coyote eats rabbit and the drought chok them all, it is inter- esting e OW nature protects her childre “Ha e desert put for leaves w impunity: they e T either brow or g e poi many of thartic or emetic, nearly all disa to tr ste th var- nature has her desert own effectually. t vegetation grows in the waste th while, but na- ture does not think so. To her the tus on'the desert 1s impor its place as the a 1 the tair But they are owtns? Certainly ful as the pine tree To be sure n board; side man to her pr She ta n. es only by tions of the lem s: she n the ben: get usec ote mu long pe: a: he must e d hunger i that there is the e starving in all desert pursues or is pursued. g to the highest ten- leer must get awa oif must not let m. s for a ledge, of rock the bayonet bill t catch him pefore at, the horror, of the creeping all the time. It'bit a piece off the sea of the Gulf of C: till there was but a pillar of salt left. s on the lakes and d:¥ing we saw at the head lifornia and licked it dry It out. leaving 2 mirage in the plac sand creeping over the f choking them. It is the slow coming of the end of the world. Of this he says: “Our outlook is limited, but have we not proof in our own moon that worlds do die? e element that failed? Per was water. Perhaps it died h thousands of years witir the slow poration of moisture and the s wth of—the deser (Published rles Scribner's Son: New York.) e October Impressions, pub! rd of S8an Franci the et concealed f tting nwary a mong some- alwa ems to take the American people—whether it is a piece of crockery with a s ring with a box of d book mark w There particular objection to Mr. Morg Obse ns of a Deog. As a book did well enough for e Interested in ¢ mental insides. ions g andom might Ul useppe. Crea f_OFG d to be EDWARARD RORRESON SON TAY-| Khayyam. Dr. Taylor in these verses ) ters, perfect in rhythm snd aiction, 7 R. EDWARD kui: { )) LOR already has to his credit J’:/ a boolk of ginal pocms and & scholarly translation of the Sonnets of Heredia. His last work, a poem of fifty-five stanzas called the Light,” will probably attract more attention than any of his other verses. partly on its own merit and largely because it is similar in form and treatment to the Rubaiyat of Omar . Leader of the Roudl Ital ;. but ld gentleman merit him to Signor Man- ader of the Neapolitan an orgamzation as well re- 1 on Sympho- er laughed at sunburned, dir- able as t urchin being to play but the old ge an was h slease him the leader con- the a hearing. a lad ian Band not know one note steries of harmony, daid The m True, the boy ffom another. counterpoint and thoro were 1 known to him, but he coul well th music he had he What onished the leader most passion with which he p d ev st things. here’'s prom he said at last, “and i T'll make a musician of The boy did hone was his only passion with wagons and to: ursed his instrument as if it were a baby. The hidden my teries of music were revealed to this boy by onc of the maste It was the oppor- tunity that come e in a_lifetime to very few, and althouzh the boy did not know its value he took advantage of it and studied hard. A ycar or so later Naples was onished to se a 12-year- old trombone player in the best orchest in the country. playir los from t f a box, for too small to h up to the mu rack uch was the ea life of Giuseppe Creatore. Creatore is a t dier of fortune. He ive him, and the 0. When he land- goes where the money he earns ed in America he was “broke,” but mon matt never him. He never | dream mal tune. His whole mind D 1king music But he cares no more ‘for his audience than he does for the baton he breaks | night He knows nothing eise but erature of music, the truments and the mes- mvey i leads his band he is happy—he s that he is master. He spre out his arms and s ts with the opening bars of the overtu As the brasses and the drums and the cy s and the reeds take up their parts Yie looks toward them and commands them to begin. The music swells on a wailing erescendo, and Crea- 3 nsformed into a walling » and fro with the ard—ever upward he until the high level ground of his_purpose redched, and then, amid a d ning volume of crash- ing chords and karmonies, Creatore, the dirty Neapolitan urchin, the soldier of fortune, an outcast from the soclety of men because he is a lover of music, speeds swiftly along. happy, singing into the mouth of his horn. The world and things mundane are all beneath—forgotten. His soul is trans- formed by the music he commands. The men behind the horns answer to his every toucn and spring to their work with ail the fire of their nature. The ensemble is deafening, the climax is reached, the last chord is sounded and Creatore, the man, comes back to carth. Generally he is exhausted; sometimes he faints, for Creatore leads with his whole eoul, If the music glides his hand glides; if the music Is tremolo his whole body quivers, while his baton never misses a beat; if the music is dignified and slow, he stands up majestically, and his tall figure and long arms sway rigidly. But it is In a grand finale that the gyrations are the wildest. With the beating cymbals and the flare of the brasses the white suit of the leader flashes from one side of the platform to the other. His black pompa- dour flles madly in the air; his arms beat out with violence and precision. A trained athlete does not endure a greater strain Lhun does Creatore when he leads his and. has taken up the optimistic side of | life material views of Omar. With re- spect to the right side of the argu- ment the doctor undoubtedly has the advantage, but of course a compari- son of the one poem with the ot} as poems is,entirely out of the ques- tion. Omar’s work is that of a genius —the poet who is born, not mada. “Into the Light” is good verse, care- | ful verse, the work of the man of let- | not produce so happy an effect, therefore T wonder at Messrs. ‘Elder & Shepard’ temerity in recklessly printing “dog law: from’ these “‘Observations” as fit matter for these leaflets me leaflets are of the deccrated that you hang on your wall to vou take interest in the eat thinker rmer leaf- 0od personal ad- nce on the a little, to spend a * Just the sort | that a man buys to give to his best girl, who has a fad for mural decoration and literature of the heart-to-heart style. Evidentl. the artlett’ Quotations and other books of deep thoughts from happy’ thinkers have been worn out in the office of Impressions, and they hav been obliged to fall back on home talent. Or po: this little leaflet counts one for a leaflet and, on the side, two for an advertisement of “The Observations of Jay—a Dog." In any event as a leaflet it is in very Door’ tastg, If you sent one to your friend {and he took it as a personal matter— the results might be too awful to contem- plate. 1 think that even a well regulated dog would feel offended if he had such stuff read to him gs this: “Greet all friends with the eyelight of s iles and a ‘greeting inclined, and so make the day sunny-warm.” Love specially that “sunny-warm!” “Do not bear about with you the rigid tail of suspicion, or the back bristles up- ward, thereby opening many hearts to hatred and misunderstanding.” Frightful! Make friends—for the more you have the greater will be your power and the happier your days; but do not slobber in the making of them, for a wet mouth ac- complishes nothing.” Awful! “Go about your business with modesty and dignity, but with an erect tail and a sure purpose of doing it well.” J Worso! This is not half of the “laws,” but I feel too discouraged to clite any more, I trust Messrs. Elder & BShepard's friends will intercede and ask them to buy another Bartlett's, or something of the sort, and take a fresh start. If they must have leaflets to give away with their pound of literary tea to make the tea “go,” at least let them print some- thing worth reading. There Is still plenty of good copy that they can get without cost, if their friends will only tell them where to look for it. B. G. LATHROP. More Letters. Every one who read ‘“The Visits of Elizabeth” last year will wish to read “The Letters of Her Mother to Fliza- beth” that has just been published by John Lane, New York. Elizabeth was delightful—an ingenuous girl of 17 who described through the medium of letters her adventures while visiting with rela- and spiritual advancement, as! contrasted with the pessimistic and | TRYRCR- but it does not show the divine in- spiration of the true poet. If it had not been so direct an imitation of one of the greatest poems ever writtea, ‘“Into the Light” would invite rather avorable criticism, for it is »videntiy the result of a careful and sincere effort. . Dr. Taylor is a Californian and a member of the San Francisco Bar As- sociation. “Into the Light” is pub- lished by Elder & Shepard of San Francisco. 4 England and in France. The great charm of the first book was seeing the world as it appeared to the eyes of a es in voung girl. This second volume, of se, runs the risk that falls upon all “'second books' ‘sequels,” The mother sting as Elizabeth, at the only pleasure in reading letters is the satisfying of one’s cu < to just what kind of a woman Elizabeth's mother could be. In 10t nearly and it must be s her di this the interest comes rather by reflection. The book would appeal to no one who had not already made the ac- quaintance of Elizabeth. ‘Who’s Who in America. Any one who has had a copy of the first “Who's Who in Americs has by this time fully realized its value and will wel- come the new cdition of 1901-02. The first edition was published cover 1899-1900, and met with such success that its editor, John W. Leonard, and publishers, A. N. Marquis & Co., Chicago, have used the experience of their first attempt to ad- vantage, and in this second edition pro- duced even a better book. “Who's Who?" for 1901-02 carries out the scheme of the first edition inasmuch that it is in every way “A Biographical Dictionary of Nota- ble Living Men and Women of the United States.” One of those whose names go to make up the work has in a letter to Mr. Leonard described the quality of matter in a nutshell—"‘Careful, accurate; no hou- quets, no bricks.” Of course, in a work covering a field of 76,000,000 of people some names that should be there are bound to be omitted for some cause or other, but for all practical purposes the book is in- valuable for all who read or write. It is undoubtedly the best of its kind that we have in America; in fact, It contains mat- ter that you can find nowhere else, The scheme of the work is this: You wish to get facts and figures about some living person of prominence. The book is no index but turn directly to the person’s name and there you have all there is to know about him: his full name, his par- ents’ names, his age, occupations of the past and present, and where he was born; if an author, you find a list of the books he has written; in nearly every case the address is also given. Of the changes and growth of the pres- ent volume over the first, the following taken from the preface will give an idea: ““The results of the revision and enlarge. ment of ‘Who's Who In America’ are now placed before the reader in the pres- ent book. As to the enlargement, the in- crease in the number of blographical pages from 827 in the first to 1280 in the present edition, and of names from 8602 in 1890 to 11,851 in 1901, bears sufficient testimony. Of the 8602 names In the old edition, 72 have been omitted from the present one. Of these 493 are known to have dled, and their names are recorded in the Necrology of the present volume. Among the other 25 who have been dropped are some who wero included in the first editlon solely because they then to belonged to some one of the arbitrary classifications-embraced in the book. Be- ing no longer in those cl have been omitted. Th omissions of people whose pre abouts careful inquiry has fatled to close. Some of thase may also be d “With reference to the extent to w revision has been carried out, it may stated that of the 7850 biographs appearin in both editions not more than 10 per cent are entirely unchanged. Each of these 7850 biographies has been sent to its sub- Ject with a request for revisions and addi- tions. “The volume for 1%01-02 is in all essen~ tials a new book: every line reset, about 90 per cent of the old matter revised, and additions made which make the volume about 52 per cent larger than before.” (Published in full cloth the price is 2 75) Geoffrey Stromg. In “Geoffrey Strong” Laura E. Rich- ards has given a little picture of life in & small Eastern town that is as delicate as a miniature painting on ivory She evidently knows her material through and through; the sureness with which she has handled every character, from the deboralr young doctor, who serves as hero, to the hard-headed old farmer, whose caustic remarks are worthy of a David Harum, proves this. Apn optimistic little slight thread on w h the story is hung. It is not deep nor emotional; it deals with the lighter phases, the superficial ones of life for the most part; but it is compact and flawless in construction and both human and humorous. In fact, Miss Richards has displayed a vein of quiet humor u ual in the writings of her sex. The young doctor's first meeting with Ithuriel Butters is related by himself in this wise: seems the old gentleman didn't want me sent for; in fact, the family had done it on the sly, being rmed at cer- tain symptoms. “When I got there they kept out of the way, evidently scared at what they had done. 1 went in alone. I said I had come to see hi ** ‘Al right, ys he. ‘No extra charge,’ and he shut his eves and smoked away. ain. love story 1is the grew communicative and informed the young doctor that he had his own physic—‘woodpile,” he called it. “Cord o' wood Sweat o/ the brow. st physic I know o study medicine? No, sir! lived with my own bones and insides till I know 'em consid'able welL"” (Published by Dana, Estes & Co., Bos- ‘on.) L) R Literary Notes. A two-volume edition of Alphonse Dau- fet's “Little Masterpieces” will be pub- lished by Little, Brown & Co. in October, illustrated edition will com- This new prise “Letters from My Mi translated by Katharine Prescott Wormeley, and 'Monday Tales,” transiated by Marian Mclntyre. “Tobacco in Song and Story,” by John Bain Jr., has been published in a novel form for the holiday trade, bound in full chamois, tobacco color, perfecto rib- bon book-mark and boxed in an imita- tion cigar box. As a euchre or whist prize for “the man who smokes” it is peculiarly appropriate. H. M. Caldwell Company, New York and Boston. Dana lished stes & Co., Boston, have pub- two quite attractive books for children. ‘‘Madame Angora,” by Harriet A. Cheever, is a story that Mrs. Pussy- cat tells about herself, and is filled with cat adventures that cannot fail to please the young ones. “The Grasshoppers’ Hop,” by Zitella Cocke, is a book of verses and me jingles, each one of which has a little story to tell that will interest the ‘little folks. Both books are illustrated with pen and ink sketches by J. J. Mora. (Price of, each, bic.) The last two volumes of Doubleday, Page & Co.'s “Personal on” of George Eliot are to be particularly not- able in that they contain each a hitherto unpublished portrait—one of George Eliot, herself, and the other of her father, Rob- ert both drawings by Mrs. “Charles Bray. The two volumes contain respectively the poems and essays, and they will complete the se A second edition of Maurice Hewlett's “New Cante " published b; the Macmilla y, was called for on .the day of publication. For English writers of a distinctly new note, A o ca seems to afford a growing prompt of recognition. Both “Richard Yea-and N and “The Forest Lovers” ran intc several editions within a fortnigh their issue. A new book of the late Eugene entitled ‘“The Stars—A Slumber will shortly appear from the pre New Amsterdam Book Company. The volume will contain an apprec o Mr. Field's love for children by I3 Clemens, who for Ny years was a friend and fellow jo t of the poet. “The Stars” i3 a fairy tale for and includes five characte the bard of Sabine farm. The October number of American is one well worthy tion. It contains in a condensed f the facts connected with the as tion of President McKinley, with the lat st and best portraits of the deceased, as rm all well as of our live President, Theodore Roosevelt. All this in addition to a great varlety of entertalning matter and inter- The {llustration bullding public n New York Ci esting fice is Park Row is made by Cr The announcement a5 Frohman that the initial production of the play n Holden" was given: in Bridgeport, Conn., on Mon night, Sep- tember 20, with ying the character of Uncle The dramatiz tion of Irving Bacheller's phenomena successful book has been done by Edw E. Rose, and Is sald to be a very str plece of work and to portrs the stor; accurately. Mr. Bacheller's second s ces »ri and 1, has been for the past two weeks the best selling book in New York and other citlcs. Mrs. Burton Harrison has embodied in her story, “Winwood's Luck,” published in the September New Lippincott, one of the incidents of her childhood in V' ginla at the outbreak of the Clvil War, Two chests of old English silver, part of that brought by Lord Fairfax to the col- ony in 1762, were hastily burled by Mrs, Harrison's mother, alded by a young cousin of the family (kllled afterward in the war) and an old negro steward, who dled, carrying the secret of the hiding place with him, The old house above the hiding place of the treasure was subse- quently burned to the ground, the forest surrounding it Jald waste, the trees of t lawn used as breastworks for a fort erect- cd on the site of the dwelling, A camp of Federal soldlers occupled tha plac Lad they but known of it nothin have been easler than for the lour troopers to occupy their waiting hours by in bor legends a been pas they are of las of our coun Aside from being a Publishers” An- ncuncement Number and containing cop- icus lists of forthcoming books, the Octo~ ber Critic m ns its interest in the purely es From a kins” paper on is ea: feature of the current num- ber. by portraits of Baron Tauc! and Baron Tauchnitz Jr., with views of their residences and of the plant and enlivened by much literary and biographical materfal apropos the Ger- man publishers and the English and American authors with whom they have bad dealings, the article is In every re- spect noteworthy. Of different and mors personal interest fs William Wallace Whitelock’s interview with Ernest Seton- Thompsen. Mr. Whitelock engaged the serv of a photographer, who cbtained several attractive views of the Seton- Thompseons, and the text of the interview contains many points of moment regard- ing Mr. Seton-Thompson’s early struggies and present day successes. Ths Cariyles will perhaps always enlist the interest of nglo-Saxon readers, and the article on “Mrs. Carlyle and her Housemaid™ in the current issue of the Critic should prove a welcome sidelight on the demestic life of a couple which has so long suffered from Froude’s misinterpretations. The letters between Mrs. Carlyle and Rer maid, here published for the first time, show better than any biography the real aspect of life in the Cheyns Row house, Both pra tical and thecretical is Gerald Stanle; Lee's third paper‘on “Literary Drill in Mr. Les is an Independen radical, are inspiration, and skould e of help to those who have in their keeping the intellectual future of the collegian of either sex. Few men are better equipped for writing on Gildert White than I. C. 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