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d:-nv in the past, are very pertinent to, | ,phllosobhy. Ome to the California poppy the nt, |x».-r use of Russia’s still | | {is worthy of that golden flower. It closes ho! predicament. There is one so: ; ~ i epicts 2 dejec | } s Wi den ot the Czar seated dejected- | | | Copa de Oro—cup of gold 1 on a block of ice in the streets of | | Type of the treasured wealth untold, N St. Potersburg, The whiskered man ‘ | Of the rich desire and the deep unrest, y has ¥'s toy with him. The toy isa| | 1 | Of the glorious, garianded, golden west! " suse set on wheels and with‘a string | | The “Legend of the Organ Roeck” at se Czar can pull it around and play | Monterey Bay is well told. The one called 1 There is a flag fiying on top | | | “The Mvstic™ will appeal to all who are v 2 legend, “The | mystics and love the romance of being e On the wall | so. And this last one, which I give you pe slacard fn large let- | | ‘vnlin‘_ I trust will please your ear with 2 — Winter Pglace | the sound of its music, your eye with the : hE ONE GOLD | { imagination of the grace of soaring s : S5 N5 the conSAGB | wings, and your soul with the mystic - i g g o it s the fa | beauty of the thought which is conveved e s wovia | {in this Inspiration born by the acean E . | | shore: > S s ] s remembered t | i " . of the Czar's cow: l TO A SBAGULL. »me out and repl ] Bird of the sea -t fiumble petition m Fearless and free, : Bon ition m | Hast thou a home on the wide roiling deep? 5 ) th sucw a p Where i3 thy nest? da con : When dost thou rest. A | |And fold thy gray pimions i quiet and sieep? 11 Wanderer 1, » | Between ocan and sky . | Home I have none on this comfortiess shore 1 But . 11 Wher tropic stn amiles. : z And natnre gentle and kind evermore, & = | 1 There {s my restinz place s i i I There is m . % 2 | i s me to come; s 7 | I wing afa s ove Z | ~ bright southern sta Lo F Re Z | Furl my 1s in my own island e. biting satir | Z ‘ (John E. Richards, San Jose, Cal) : 2 —— o " r | and took 2 ! . ) himself, and g | LITERARY NOTES. g 7 B IS0 - | /) | | That most delighttul of prose poets artoo < | | Charles Warren Stoddard, has returned goes after ten years' absence to his adopted s ¢ P ?, | | home, California, and is now at work on - Rapedl khat's 174 | a book which will study the romance and ‘ know ‘ / | | reatity of Spanish mission lite. Stoddard'y Shonis i T, own life contains more romance than ge . A v —~—/ erally falls to the lot of a twentieth-cen- g A BIf ot _/ | tury author. Fifty years ago, when Ca & = New York.) % | | fornta was very young and exceeding 5 | | lusty, he was taken West by his parents . Sy el 3 | | from the family home in Rochester, N. ¥ AN APPRECIATION OF | | At 16 years of age he was going around " o | | Cape Horn as traveling companion for an BOOXS AS COMPANIONS | | elder brother whose health had given out 2 A | and at 21 he was enjoying his first taste . X11 . o oo | | of life in the South Seas, ihe guest there - | written R BEFC | |of a sister who had married a wealthy he | b TR | | planter of the Hawalian Islands. This 5 g \d S P e | | visit was the first of five which afterward £ M N | | bore truit in “South Sea Idyls,” a book R w L A (AL | | Howells has characterized as the “light- z Homaething das W | | est, wildest, freshest, sweetest thing ever = ™ we can N\ 4 e N | written of the life of the summer ocean.” «\\‘\ fll\[g&@i\“ ot | Bret Harte it was who suggested the title s e EETETTRTTTIRINSSSRSSRRR S | | of the book. But for Bret Harte, indeed, s PRI B /) | | the volume would very likely never have 2 s g sy | kee 1Y freldotiratds | been born, for Stoddard, though he loves r . —_— 7 1 je write, i the laziest literary s %4 /£ | | man in America. Mys ¢ | TN 4 _‘K% | | From the pen of this man—to whom as N g r s [ /)4 &/fi/_/fol\/ LA S e, & | |the “American Loti” Theodore Bentzon 8 N | | (Mme. Blanc) devoted thirty pages of the bits {4 —— | | Revue des Deux Mondes not long ago— g t have come some of the most glowing bits N m | | of color In our literature, things which g s | “bave the flavor of the pomegranate in te P - | its native place, the fire of the oleander. s 1 ! | | the softness and languor of summer seas, g E | | with a dash. too, of the surf with its s fort b tre curving foam, the whole pervaded by the work d first editions. I | | subtle spirit of the south.”—The Reader = se nar s that if the a ; | | (magazine) for January. d his treasu s, 3 b 3 - & . Marvia his: e writne 4 /j/E CZAR AN THE /‘7//1‘%730’50 70 wAR. 8 RO SR e S S € : N t to be done with literary FEOIT THE ST/ TEEIOVS d‘fffl”fié’fi, AND | the publishers of John T. McCutcheon's 4 = b s ew book of cartoons, “ y. ¢ es . s e OTHER CABTOON. | new book of cartoons. “The Mysterious pape called ““Chips £ | | Stranger and Other Cartoons,” for the while sam X m ’ Workshop. All ¢ | | book to be forwarded to Capri imme- g speck hips are quite small, but of fine | diately upon its issue. He writes to a be w pic up to | friend how much he has enjoyed the s rig ». In one m the cartoons now that he has seen them all X ke 1-natured w | together. “They are like the stories we shes 1d that “style 3 = e —~ | hoped somebody would write,” he says, i our thoughts. Sl ST L A oy R 5 P g BRI = 3 2 and it's to our greater delight that £ 38 not ¢he opadu ILLUSTRATION FROM JOHN 1. McCUTCHEON’S BOOK GF CLEV'ER CARTOONS e Tt M st Thatendl of st = t gl whic New York Sun. s light of thought. “The | 4+ S = + e . S £ e style is best sho b A i Vi 3 = et Tt e o™ | imes discouraged because the best | away to Central America to ald in a rev- ing sympathy with her and join in her [is tht the sacrifice must be willingly | poiiy, Seiner iven 1o honor of Mark ik writing is not always the most popular | olution. risky adventure. This complication makes | made by the maiden. Who will gffer? b B N TR e - M 1 S this adv ‘Let each man give the age| “From the déck came cries, the rattle | fine opportunity to tell of love and war | : ¢ n e Harper: . B 3 104 jers. e ¢ : o LRSS o | Hark! A soft tread breaks the stiliness, shop and by his literary contemporar- K though it is | the best is in him. Let the noblest | of ha s, the ick purst of a sail: | when they arrive in Guatemala. They | So light it seemeth part of the silence. fjes, upon the occasion of his seve j enough to be worth | word be en. even though it die in | then the surge of the yacht's bows as her | fight and lose; but the losers’ luck fs | It is Multnomah, the old chieC's daughter ath Pt I Sraa Tl Mok Tt . Lgmed s e Merth | immediate silence with no suggestion | sreat boom swung to vort. She gathered | glorious, for De Rizel receives the pas-| The nuthor gives some descriptions of | anle thing of lts Kind we nove ane rocs g e e Ll o iivad b | ot sntetho | herself; she leaped from the nnchnluze:ltlumllo love of the Montezuma girl and | the fine scenery. Especially are we 10 | gllection of. He found himself sur- ] e Aol | " (G. P. Putnam’s Sons, New York;|there came the smart spatter of waves | the other men rejoice in seeing them | note that of tue cliff mirrored in the river, | rounded by all of the stars and lesser s ¢ Hafiz, “the Prince | 3150 | against her steel plates. saved from death and happy iIn their ro- | from which and into which the maiden | jights of the literary firmament, above z nce SSREA AL | They are chased by a United States mance lst(.\-g,m,,. loves her so dearly |Is to throw herseif in sacrifice. We are | whom he towsred as the, leader of them S 25 | cruiger, but outrace her, and Stevenson,|that although he cannot have her for |tc imagine her as breathing a prayer for | all, America's greatest and most subtle mpueas s 5 i A BOOK THAT BRINGS | who loves his yacht better than he loves ‘1:: el he helps to make her happy by | a token that she.will be gccenfed 83 &) ag well as witticst, sage. and philos: < v g g | | anything on earth, better even than he|#iving her his beloved yacht, which up ! sucrifice sufticlently pure to save her af- | opher. s m brought Hafiz a .1|';.);_{lx““‘fr;:vmn1 Qr‘,.:‘ STEVENSON TO MINDH ves women, took a reckl satisfaction | to the time he fell under the spell of | flicted people; the solemn, moonlit form pHis speech will live as the brightest o 5 B Meing” watér: but Marvia F=p i {In the speed of his pet. He'd rather re-|admiration for this young woman he had | as she stands there amid that awe-inspir- | and sweetest he ever delivered on such E S it is more believabl the Per.| If you like stories that are written in a ] main prisoner than see his favorite beaten i valued more than the favors of any of |ing scenery: the silence: the girl's form | an occasion. He closed it with this deil - - ks 3e capes Biplevabie Y [style that will strongly remind you of {in u sailing contest, So they “watched|the fair. De Rizel is close to death's | tottering to its fall: the semse that she | cate reference to the years that have s IS warm breasts of the grape Robert Lonis Stevenson work, then | the white cruiser, which had come out ot | door wllp the fever of his gh“l for her 1 been accepted as a sacrifice potent to | come and gone: s . king Tove. TR Rokins aall [ thers is a treat in store for you if you will | San Francisco harbor and was surging | cause. The girl went o him. “She bent | save because perfectly pure; the intima- | “If you shrink at thought of night . xpres have Hived a life that Hlustrs | read er's Luck.” Another very good | Scuth with a bone in her teeth and_/an'.over the cot, caressing him: kneeling to | tion that some secret token has been|and winter, the late home-coming from motto over a sundial: ling it is that it is written ; angry roll of black smoke from her|shower upon him the passionate love- | vouchsafed her by the Great Spirit in an- | the banquet and the lights and the ro nisi serenas. He counted 1¢ mew California _author, | stacks * * * when it appeared that the| words in which Spanish is so rich and | swer to her prayer; and then, in the ter- | langhter through the deserted strests- Sllens Biarca He hated ancy Jackson. A third reason | Itata, .funning free with a ripping wind | English so poor. * * * Beneath the hot | rible instant of her fall, this miraclet desolation which w. not remind giving S R atbien. - 3¢ wanet ot it is the work of 4 man who went | Cff her quarter, was pylling slowly away | abandon of her kisses he broke into a PP SR you now, as for a generation it did, T . some of his lines seem | through coasiderzble stress of misfortuncs | from her.” | Joyful exclamation, holding back her ! s¢ it falls is changed in a moment, that your friends are sleeping and you e wrowing away of all re " Juck before he found succes: “But. the young naval man fumed at|forehead to gaze into her eyes, as if] In the twinkling of an eye,” P Do S wet disah & is e \ke of the joy of lov une of itself makes inter- | the porthole with the most impotent ex-{ this was a miracle that had come to pe. | To the emblem, 10 fan. them, but would only remind you that se es 2 Jock est, but the talent that passes through it | agperation to which I ever saw a man| Dolores. Delgado, for such was the {7 WG PEOC SBIEE i cide, you need not tiptoe, you can never di s - S s ; unweakened and unspoiled is usually | Yield." name of the Princess, took her lover away | A< long as the world shall be, turb them more—if you shrink at 3 - gk | purged and tempered by the test which | The interest is made thrilling enough| ¥ith her on a vovage in search of health, | This beautitul. crystal white water shall fall | thought of these things. you need only s Ke pray | makes the le of it ring with a quality [ just with that situation of affairs; but|?Nd because Stevenson loved her, too, In memory—in memory, reply: ‘Your invitation honers me and » xt s we must not mis- | not erherwise attained. All can easily | when the owne. of the vacht ami his|he lét him give her a bill of sale to| (The Irwin-Hodson Company, Portland, | pleases me because you still keep me in . : ' f i ¢ sensualist. The | understand, too, that in.such a_ case, | friends find that there §s a magnificently | Bif beautitul vacht, “Yes. she whispered, | Or.) FOUS. SRS L1 ST ot 4 1 sssions of judgment ou | when a bock is favorably received by the | beautiful and Imperiously commanding [ (AUS e YOu to take It so-to laugh o e e Y boviand Toae . y ! the | that subje are doubly interesting | public, the ss will be more Keenly | g 8 o, 4 - | dus . eve queerly, at me, LAW ES n ] . e and read my safens B M <oy £ 'f.lm ', “‘““‘ the fact at N ‘\\u; is the pufl\u:" ! l.”:;;‘.‘ l|l:,‘.| s,,v \h: w..rkmu:‘o The test | ymcnunrg, (,:volr;‘):nm:éf:;d;x;ez(;"; "l‘h:“l:‘% and go on brave and hopeful always!"” MAN OF PROV bo(fl( !nnll ”!z\kfl my rest. wishing you lemure | {r v . e § PR J i q “ w n aftection, and swain W of a Christian t readers of the manuscript, who' examined | mance of their predicament into which 4nd layghing, & bit. queerly, indeéd. HIMSELF A TRUE POET | T2 B s el ey St whew heart, you're 1t his songs and philosophy under- | it for the publishers, Henry Holt & Co., | fate *has suddenly snatched them bursts| N Kissed her: and then ran down the S JOR R Jaue ::_xm‘;b-‘midl Srvive st & 1 ned the faith of his age and tountry, | were delighted with the story, and very | upon their imaginations with new mys-|Y2cht's gangway to the yawl 2 i ¥ R S T YR ene of a even it is clear to us, and was to many of his | confident f its success. tery to wonder about, and new and very| (Henry Holt & Co, New/York: $15.) | John E. Richards, lawyer and litera- | Ship with a reconciled spirit and lay f % s NG Qi i e i g b oy 4 Wil Ag y Pl NG 7 ture lover, executor of pretty poems that| Your course toward the sinking sun ff with the | own time, that the destruction was in Charles Tenney Jackson made his first | mixed emotions of the gallantry of nat- e e ere (R, et 4| with a contented heart.' "—New Haven fellow unfortunate left jnterest of truth. He exalted | success in literary work by winning oe | ural enslavement to the fair ana indis-| GIFT BOOK SUITABLE G R AT e B inta : - i gladness and humanity | of the fifty-dollar prizes which were of- [ pant rebellion against being made her < D e P R e e (R - et i DEb0i | bered s e Cl or ‘shord storiee. Atéer | prmeners:. Thin Sl roves to be-a prins| TO SEND TO THE. EAST | e, fine’ sense of the word expressing z { * He was a|that he won other prizes, and has devel- | cess of Central America with the royal| -« of the DeAtItul T S0 and: Sense. has - BOOKS RECEIVED. and all his songs were | oped his talent for fiction, until now he | blood of the Montezumas in her veins. ; Koo x e i 4 1 s od a little collection B e sunbeams. He seized, upou the com- |has executed this comparatively long | She has an ambitious scheme to unite and | or Lol lHttle gitt book sultable for | publahe & e O O oresole | THE GREEK VIEW OF LIFE—By ot sy ot Aing. and voon Li e 0 & DO REART sases Indi G abtanal o | Westerners to send to Eastern friends is | cameos 5 y and | o Dickt Thi . mon experiences ¢ 1 upon | story, which makes a beok of Pages, | arm the Indians ol uatemala, and, over-| [0 ¢ Other Verses. Do you ask why he aia | & Lowes ckinson. ird . edition. ,the most trivial objects and glorified-| which promises to be a success. The story | throwing the Government, establish an The Legend of Multnomah Falls,” by ft¢ - ook on “the dedication leaf and you | McClure, Phillips & Co., New York. them with new spirit and recreative | starts from San Francisco Bay, and the | Indian dynasty to rule in ihe land that | Mrs. Susan W. Smith of Portland, Or. It} Gh) 6ig the answer: “For My Friends.” | THE NEW IDOLATRY, and other dis- come back here| gentus. Even the wildest drinking | start-off is with a fine dash, which draws | once was theirs of unquestioned right. |5 a tiny, dainty thing, bound in cadet | The poems are quite sweet enough to be | CUSsions—By Washington Gladden. songs and moOst amorous v have | the reader at cnce into rapport with the| «fhere was an indefinable challenge | gray, neatly printed on handsome, rough- | recognized as a labor of friendly love. | McClure, Phillips & Co, New York. this redeeming feature. The world richer and better for nearly eve it has received from the lovely health bestowing Hafiz.” Here is the way Oriental thought mikes romance out of the most ordi- nary passion The chemise of Jove Wil this perishing mold, Were it made out of mire, Transmute into gold, The paper that will be of widest in- terest is the one concerning that fam- ous modern philippic, the “Father Damien Letter,” written by Robert Louis Stevenson. That letter is one of | the most brilllant ever written, and is { perhaps the most brutal thing that Stevenson ever did. The consideration of it is a study at once in literature, in morals and in psychology. It is‘sald that there is reason to believe that Stevenson In after years regretted the {letter and would gladly have recalled it ~ had that been possible. the toons in this In a paper called “Success” this lover nich deal with Rus- | of hooks and owner of a treasure of a of these, though library gives to authors who are some- is v line | v will and ut chil- | o ever some or girl toonist man ever time wanted he couldn’t MeCutcheon { ally of this prob- | a1d this study e; and maybe he | pushed the penell | at on »d from that sulle to feel “unjealous joy ¢ for us,” which so of- of the weak, and, of &, snatchers of sub- i writer, The first scene s on board a | m | e | for a veyage. 'The owner, Stevenson, has |instrusted the details of preparation to the ship's master, old Mendez, American. The vacht's name Her owner is ch board with wholly a Central 'is the Itata. position in one of the Western universi- ties, who tells the tale In the first per- #on; Lieutenant Lamont of the marines, who is on board to examine and report on the correctness of the boat's cargo; the Consul of Guatemala; and a humor- ous and dare-devil ex-jockey called Danny. To the astonishment of the lieu- tenant of the Marine Corps the boat is found to be stecked with rifies and ma- chine guns enough to start a small revo- Jution. Stevenson is equally surprised, and can give no explanation to the offi- cer. Suddenly, while they are discussing the mystery, they hear a row on deck, and in a few minutes find themselves prisoners of a crew of roughs who have becn hred to seize the yacht and sail j snificently swift pieasure yacht which | lying on the bay—all ready equipped ! {a party of friends, to wit: Eldred, a pro-{ | fessor ‘of mines and metallurgy, with a | about that girl; her mere presence could stir men to restlessness. Latin she was, of the Moreno type, or even darker with some untamed blood of the South, yet indxec‘ paper, and illustrated with pic- { tures of fine scenery from the Columbia. The chief view given is that of the wbn- ¢ derful Multnomah Falls, which Is the ! with an olive purity in her slightly | “greatest of all the cascades that beau- ! ;aquiline face, that seemed born of sun|tify the magnificent clffs of the Upper and air and free spaces. I could not bring | Columbia.”” The leap of the water Is $00 myself to trust her; the eyes which had | feet, followed by a Second plunge of forty a play of light and depth like a sea!fest. Out of the varied legends, which storm’s passion that can hush far off to! the Indians tell in connectfon with all tenderness or flash out in fury; the mock- | the folls of the Columbia, the author has { ing expressiveness of her mouth, mobiie, | selected this as the one which best tender, with a sensuous elusiveness tell- | pleased her; and she has told it in un- ing love's crueity. Barbaric in beauty!rhymed verse in words of simple elo- she was, and I had an odd sensation of | quence which reveal intense feeling for difficult to select from it what to quote in brief space. There is a pleasing one the first stanza: A cloud across the sunset sky. A single cloud. swings slowiy by: So aistant. yet so bright. it seems A ship upon the azure deep, A sail upon the sea of sleep. The fancy freighted bark of dreams: ©Oh, silver boat on shoreless blue! My soul would vassage take with you, And sail and seek, through sunlit air, its Paradise of Peace somewhere! A very pretty, passing thought, swiftly being hurried back a thousand years or[th! svmbolic meaning of the Indan | expressed, Is this: 3 so into the presence of a woman of an|story. ¥ THE ABALONE. unknown people and a forgotten age.” Multhomah was a beautiful Indian |1 saw a rainbow, for an instant, gleam, On the vext edge of a recading swell; hich, whispering, sousht the shore. YWhich, wl 3 3 Swept to my feet an abalone shell; It was rainbow I had eeen before. There is a short poem called “Success and Failure” that is so fine This beautiful and adventurous girl has another virtual prisoner aboard in the person of De Rizel, a wealthy plantér of Guatemala, with whom she is in love and whom she wishes to induce to help in her revolutionary scheme. De Rizel is for peace and the established govern- maiden, who, so the legend relates, was transformed Into this beautiful waterfall which bears her name. Sickness, pesti- lence, and death had come to the Indians, and the leaders of the tribe believed that the Great Splrit was angry with their people and had hidden his “face from ment, bt at last his love fo the/ girl | them. Nothing would appease him but a carries him into the attemptéd revolu- | sacrifice, and the victhm must be a per- | tion. In fact all the men fall into a lov- | fectly pure maiden. A -further condition Leen inspired bv getting fully into his All of it is already so select that it is| in thought | xnq ar and expression that the mood in which the | The sweet, true eves author was when he wrote it must have | Putting my handin thine, soul some of Browning's magnanimous §1 20 net. IRISH HISTORY AND THE IRISH | QUESTION—By Goldwin Smith. Me- called “The Cloud,” of which I give you | Clure. Phillips & Co., New York. $1 50. STORY AND SONG—by Louis F. Cur- tis. R. R. Donnelly & Sons. Chicago. WILD ROSES—-By Janie Screven Hay- ward. The Neale Publishing Company, New York. A DECADE OF CIVIC DEVELOP- MENT—By Charles Zueblin. Univer- sity of Chicago Press, Chicago. THE VALLEY OF DREA..S—By H. Hayden Sands. Aifred Bartlett, Bos- ton. gt THE SUMMONS. © Death, when thou art sent for me Come not with tedious step and shrouded faes As unto one who, coward like, pause aw thy veil aside, that I may see and then, 1 fare bravélly forth alons the road ter Life. leads from lesser uato grea A. Rothrock, in January Lippingett's May That