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Canadian Bookman 

With which is Incorporated The Canadian Bookseller and Library Journal 

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Vol- I, No. 2 


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Notes and Comments 1 

Heroes, by H. Isabel Graham 2 

My Favorite Author, by Rev. James B. Dollard 3 

Round The Library Fire 4 

The Spell of Dickens, by E. T. Jacques 5 

How I Began, by L M. Montgomery 6 

Islam's Last March, by Rev. James B. Dollard 7 

The New Poetry 8 

Byways in Bookland 8 

The Bookshop 9 

Young Canada Reading Club 10 

New Books of the Month 11 

Notes and Comments 

That the first number of our new series fills a 
long-felt want in literary circles is evidenced by the 
spontaneous expressions of goodwill and encourage- 
ment that have reached the Editor from readers 
all over the Dominion. These letters are cherished 
not only for the promises of support they conveyi 
but also and much more for the assurance they 
bring of the awakening of the national consciousness 
in our midst — a growing national pride in the 
development and success of Canadian undertakings, 
of which the "Made-in-Canada" movement is but 
one among many of the outward and visible signs. 
The material prosperity of our country is assured. 
Of that no one expresses any doubt. The willing- 
ness and ability of the Dominion to lend substantial 
aid to the Motherland in the hour of trial has been 
attested in South Africa and on the bloody fields of 
Flanders and France. Our place among the self- 
governing nations of the Empire is no longer 
questioned. It has been won by men of great 
force of character, and above all by men of large 
vision and undying faith in the destiny of Canada. 
In the popular mind, however, the greatness of 
Canada has been associated almost exclusively with 
material progress. In the higher regions of thought 
and culture there has been a tendency to regard 
Canada as dependent upon external influences. 
There has been a depressing indifference regarding the 
internal forces that shape the course of national life. 
In regard to literature and the arts there is a dull 
acquiesence in the popular belief that nothing 
good can come out of Canada. In "The Year Book 
of Canadian Art— 1913" (J. M. Dent & Sons), 
Miss Marjory MacMurchy, in an article on "Fic- 
tion," writes: "The truth seems to be that Cana- 
dians have little gift for writing fiction. In writing 
verse the contrary is true." To this she adds: 

"These are splendid days to live and work in Canada 
but the great novel is not yet." No country offers 
such a field for the imagination of the artist, painter, 
novelist or dramatist, as Canada. There must be 
something radically wrong when a country with 
such a background — the background of the Old 
as well as the New World — fails to produce a succes- 
sion of front-rank novelists and dramatists. Canada 
is not behind any country in the world in the oppor- 
tunities she presents, in the history of her rise and 
progress, to authors of real genius. 


The change of title from The Canadian Book- 
seller to The Canadian Bookman will be appreciated 
by a wide circle of readers. This is not in any sense 
a trade journal, and the change of title expresses 
the keen desire of the Editor and promoters to 
make it an independent literary review for the use 
of the bookbuyer. Anything which helps to stimu- 
late a taste for reading must of necessity be a benefit 
to publishers, but The Canadian Bookman pppeals 
to the wider constituency of ardent b<\.»klovers 
who, hitherto, have had no distinctively Canadian 
magazine to minister to their long-felt needs. The 
letters that have been received indicate the hold which 
this monthly literary review already has among men 
qualified to measure its worth in the life of Canada. 
New features will be added from time to time as 
circumstances warrant, and the reader is invited 
to co-operate with the Editor in any suggestions 
for improvement that may appear desirable. The 
change in title has been accompanied by a change 
in the form of The Canadian Bookman which adds 
greatly to its attractiveness as a literary journal. 
Our sole desire is to minister to the needs of our 
own times by supplying a journal where men and 
women of literary tastes may keep in touch with 

the world of literature. 


On April 5 and 6 the Fifteenth Annual Meeting 
of the Ontario Library Association will be held at 
the Reference Library, Toronto. The chief topic 
of interest centres around "Canadiana." The 
addresses and papers are bound to be of great interest 
to all our readers and in our next number we shall 
deal very fully with the various subjects under dis- 
cussion. One of the most important matters to 
be discussed will be introduced by the evening 
speaker, Mr. Peter McArthur. His theme "The 
Rural Library" deserves the most serious considera- 
tion at the hands of the Association and there is 
no one more competent to lead in the discussion 
than the selected speaker. The back-to-the-land 
movement is bound up with a demand for brighter 
social conditions in the rural districts. Sir Donald 
Mann, speaking in Toronto recently, voiced the 


opinions of the agricultural communities when, 
as one who had been brought up on an Ontario 
farm, he urged the necessity for a more intelligent 
and sympathetic handling of the problem of how 
to keep the young people on the land. Among 
the chief attractions of the alluring city Sir Donald 
places public libraries and anyone who reads the 
latest report of the Toronto Public Library will 
understand what a good library means to young 
people. The Governments can do much to improve 
social life in rural Canada, and in addition to pro- 
viding the farmer with more primary markets and 
better credit facilities should not neglect the intel- 
lectual and spiritual side. The provision of good 
rural libraries would go far to brighten the lives of 
the rural inhabitants. If the boy or girl is to be 
kept on the land the city must be brought to the 
country. The demand for rural libraries is not 
only reasonable, but one which it will pay the 
Provincial Governments to carry into effect. We 
shall look forward with considerable interest to the 
discussion on "The Rural Library" and to the 
practical results that may follow. 

No one familiar with his Byron, an English writer 
points out, need be reminded that the Gallipoli 
Peninsula, across which the Allies are bombarding 
the Dardanelles from the Gulf of Saros, is identical 
with the Thracian Chersonese of classical geography — 
by pre-eminence, "the Chersonese" simply. There 
reigned Miltiades, in the earlier days of the Greco- 
Persian War — in his private capacity a plain citizen 
of the Athenian Republic, in his public capacity 
the "tyrant" (i.e., autocratic ruler) or the Chersonese. 
The advance of the Persians drove him home to 
Athens, where, in command of the army, he over- 
threw the invader on the bloody field of Marathon 
and saved Europe from Asiatic subjugation. 
The tyrant of the Chersonese 

Was Freedom's best and bravest friend. 
That tyrant was Miltiades. 

O that the present hour could send 
Another tyrant of the kind! 
Such chains as his were sure to bind. 


The death is announced of Mr. Frank Bullen, 
the well-known writer of sea stories. He was a 
visitor to Canada a few summers ago. He served 
for years before the mast. There are plenty of men 
who have had interesting experiences and cannot 
write of them, while there are those who can write 
and have to take their information second-hand. 
In Frank Bullen the combination of these two 
qualifications resulted in books that will be popular 
for many years to come. 

A writer in The London Nation says of the 
'ate Miss Braddon : 

" I have heard her praised by a novelist who rather 
prides himself on his artistic conscience, and I have 
also been present when a group of Georgian young 
men, who in the days before the war did not balk 
at Futurism, were not ashamed to confess their 

liking for her work. The truth is that, like Alex- 
andre Dumas, she was a born story-teller, and 
she told her tales with so much zest that the reader 
never thinks of applying critical standards. Her 
plots are all ingenious and carefully constructed. 
As to which of her three score and ten novels ought 
to be placed first, I find great difference of opinion, 
though "Ishmael" and "Joshua Haggard's Daughter" 
would each get a large number of votes. People 
who care for literary anniversaries may like to be 
reminded that the year of Miss Braddon's birth — 
that of the accession of Queen Victoria — saw the 
publication of Carlyle's "French Revolution," Lock- 
hart's "Life of Scott," Prescott's "Ferdinand and 
Isabella," and Dickens' "Pickwick," while in the 
same year Cruikshank was at work on the illustrations 
to "Oliver Twist." 


That eminently pastoral poet, Wordsworth, is 
still a favorite among the contributors to England's 
outburst of war poetry, says The New York Times. 
His popularity in such a role, notwithstanding the 
place that he holds in our minds as the poet of nature, 
of philosophic reflection, is really natural enough. 
Like others of the poets of his day, the great histori- 
cal crisis of the period furnished material for pro- 
found thought and inspiration. The French Revolu- 
tion was a memory from his youth; the wars of 
Napoleon became the bitter experience of middle 
age. Hence, there was an abundant reason for the 
"Napoleonic Sonnets." In the great mass of poetry, 
and of such varying excellence, left by Wordsworth, 
the latter have come dangerously near oblivion. 
They are not characteristic of the poet, and they 
have belonged apparently to the literature of a rapidly 
receding epoch. As these sonnets are revived in the 
light of the present war they seem to be singularly 
appropriate in a number of instances, although far 
from equal in eloquence and inspiration. 


The visit of Dr. Sarolea, the famous Belgian 
Consul, and author of " How Belgium Saved Europe," 
brought home to many Canadians the gravity of 
the war in its effects upon European countries 
ploughed by the gun-carriages of contending armies. 
Dr. Sarolea made a most favorable impression upon 
all who heard him, and the emphasis he laid in his 
speeches on the future of Belgium — his careful 
avoidance of exaggerated appeals to public sympathy 
regarding the horrors of war as he found it in his 
native land — added weight to his utterances. 


(From The Toronto Globe) 

A heaven for all heroes there must be 

Who have attained the goal through blood and fire — 
A great reward, a high felicity, 

A happy land surpassing their desire. 

And we who read the record of their deeds 
Thank God that He has heroes for the fray, 

And that humanity in direst need 

Finds valiant, high-souled champions such as they. 

H. Isabel Graham. 



My Favorite Author 


JOHN KEATS, the poet of pure natural beauty, is 
*-* the author who appeals to me most of all. There 
is a sorrow and pathos about his life and a transcend 
ent inspiration in his genius, that places him in a 
temple apart. He is at once the Poet and the Priest 
of Nature and of Mother Earth; so much so, that 
the dryads of the grasses and the flowers and the 
trees seem to have become jealous of his stay amongst 
mere mortals, and to have hastened to spirit him 
away for themselves to a place where, in his own 
words, "he could feel the daisies growing over him." 
How did this choice spirit, beloved and endowed by 
the gods, come to be born of common folk and in a 
livery stable? How did his genius expand amid such 
sordid surroundings? Rudyard Kipling has written 
a strange story showing how an ordinary, sickly, 
chemist's apprentice, placed in the same circumstances 
and surroundings as Keats, and primed with opium, 
made a great struggle to rise to the heights of Keat's 
genius, and even, after many abortive attempts, suc- 
ceeded in writing something strongly reminiscent of 
his "magic casements opening on the foam of perilous 
seas." But the story was a failure and a libel at the 
same time. John Keats did not write his great odes 
while under the influence of opium. There is noth- 
ing fantastic or visionary, or unnatural about the 
muse of Keats. He sees things in the white clear 
light of truth itself as if through the very eyes of the 
God of nature. Then his imagination is of the keen- 
est and clearest. Take the celebrated lines: 

(The song that oft-times hath) 
"Charmed magic casements opening on the foam 
Of perilous seas in faery lands forlorn." 

These two lines are admitted to be the pinnacle of 
poetic imagination and of remote spiritual beauty. 
Could anything so exquisite and such gossamer-like 
fancy and perfection be evolved from the chimera- 
haunted, monstrous, and amorphous visions of an 
opium fiend? The "Ode to A Nightingale," which, 
in my opinion, is the most poetical and beautiful 
pastoral poem in the English language, could not 
have been written by any man under the influence of 
any sort of drugs. Houghton, in his life of Keats, says : 
"In the spring of 1819, a nightingale built her 
nest next Mr. Brown's house. Keats took great 
pleasure in her song, and one morning took his chair 
from the breakfast table to their grass-plot, under a 
plum tree, where he remained between two and three 
hours. He then reached the house with some scraps 
of paper in his hand, which he soon put together in 
the form of this ode." There is no suggestion of 
opium here, and we may be certain that when Keats 
wrestled with his soul for three hours under the plum 
tree, producing the "Ode to A Nightingale," he had 
all his wits about him, and that when he came in 
with those scraps of paper, he was pretty well fatigued 
after his prolonged ethereal flight, like an aviator 
who has just accomplished a record in high-flying. 
In those perilous regions where Keats had sojourned 
for three long hours, there was need of a clear brain 

and a steady hand, or woeful would have been the 
topple from such a giddy elevation! 

An aviator's flight for a record height, is not a 
bad simile, I find, for John Keats' performance in 
the composing of this ode. Thus in the first stanza 
we find him lifting himself with infinite pains and 
labor from the earth — 

"My heart aches and a drowsy numbness pains 
My sense as though of hemlock 1 had drunk." 

In the second stanza he leaves the world in noble and 
sustained flight, as if he had cast its trammels away 
for ever! 

In stanza the third, however, he becomes too 
introspective, his woes become too apparent to him, 
his planes flag, and he comes back again towards the 
place from which he started — 

'The weariness the fever and the fret 
Here where men sit and hear each other groan." 

He is oppressed by the thought of his own early death, 
and of the pitiless disease which is slowly dragging 
him to his doom. 

In stanza four he casts away all such despondency 
and rises again, this time in determined effort — 

"Away! Away! for I will fly to thee, 

Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, 
But on the viewless wings of poesy, 

Though the dull brain perplexes and retards." 

In stanzas five and six he is in full flight again, far 
above the earth and soaring still farther up into the 
empyrean. In stanza seven he maintains his accus- 
tomed altitude, but towards the end, in the conclud- 
ing lines of the stanza, he keeps on higher, higher 
still, until he seems lost in the very fires of the sun 
itself! This altitude record he makes when he bids 
us gaze into the "magic casements" of the poet's 
fairy land! 

In the last stanza he slowly and gracefully planes 
downward, and lands on the earth, a little bewildered 
from the dazzling heights he has explored — 

"Was it a vision or a waking dream? 
Fled is the music: Do I wake or sleep?" 

There is not much room to give extracts from many 
poems. If John Keats wrote no other poem but ' 'The 
Nightingale," he would still be my favorite author. 
I will conclude with a sonnet on Keats, which I 
find in my latest volume of poems. The sonnet is 
remarkable for nothing except the large amount of 
Keatsian terminology interspersed: 

By magic casements opening on the foam 
Of perilous seas in faery lands forlorn, 
Haply his spirit dwells, to joy reborn, 

And hears the nightingale in his true home, 

Where nevermore can grief or sadness come, 
Or leaden-eyed despairs or cruel scorn, 
But verdurous glooms resound the beetle's horn 

And vibrant wings round lush musk-roses hum! 

There doth he drink the blushful Hippocrene 
With beaded bubbles winking at the brim 
And purple-stained mouth; and, crowding round, 
Souls of the great come there, and angels lean 
From golden parapets to gaze on him, 
Rapt listeners to his lyre's mellifluous sound! 



D90MD /ty 

> Libdary Tide- 

IN the choice of books we should bear in mind De 
Quincey's classification of them under the two 
heads, books of power, and books of knowledge. To 
these latter alone he cedes the palm of literature. 
Books of knowledge fill a big place, and the wise 
man will not ignore what may mark an epoch in 
human thought or speculation, but it is the books 
of power that rank with the immortals. Matthew 
Arnold's definition of poetry as "a criticism of life" 
may sound somewhat vague and mystifying, but at 
bottom the test of real literature seems to me to be 
the light it throws on the great spiritual drama of 
man's existence. The one thing of absorbing inter- 
est to us all is man — man in all his varying moods 
and passions. The master-minds who have the power 
to show us life, life abundant, move us profoundly. 
It is this power that distinguishes the true artist 
from the mere writer. It is the touchstone of all 
literature. Brought to this test we realize why some 
books live. It is to these we turn in our varying 
moods, it is these that should find a place among 
the books intimes. Here again we must remember 
that it is not the books but we ourselves that count. 


Who has not pitied the man of much wealth and 
a limited capacity for real enjoyment. Out of his 
newly-acquired wealth he builds a palatial home and, 
at considerable expense, furnishes it with great taste. 
Among his chief joys is his handsome library, and 
with pardonable pride he points out the superb col- 
lection of books that adorn the shelves. Here are 
the great masterpieces — a noble throng of the mighty 
who have the power to quicken men's souls. They 
are richly adorned in all the glory of new leather and 
gold. The room has a seductive atmosphere, with 
its inviting chairs, and romantic landscape that 
catches the eye from its mullioned windows. Above 
all there is this prodigal wealth of books that would 
delight a scholar's heart. There is no mistaking his 
look of pride. Here are marshalled the great think- 
ers who have moved the world: Poets, historians, 
philosophers — a deathless army of immortals. "It 
will take you some time to read these," a friend 
ejaculates, "enough to keep you occupied for the 
rest of your life." "Oh!" he exclaims, "I'm not a 
reading man, but I like to have everything of the 
best." Library! Books! This is not a library; 
these are not books, but simply part of the furniture 
of a comfortable home. The great men who live 
within the new leather bindings are nothing to the 
man who owns the library. To him they are dead 
and worthless. In this room he has riches that 
Solomon in all his glory never possessed. Yet he is 
as poor as Dives. The wealth which he has accum- 
ulated with the celerity of Midas cannot unlock the 
door of the kingdom of books or secure his entry 
into the society of the elect. I would not exchange 

my humble den, its frayed and well-thumbed books, 
and my capacity to enjoy intercourse with the mighty 
spirits that dwell therein for all the gold the Cobalt 
or Chicago materialist digs out of his Golconda. 
His library is not a living room, but a mausoleum, in 
which his spirit is entombed. Wealth and a dead 
soul are a twin combination of all misfortunes the 
most tragic. 

Books are but dummy fittings on the shelves 
unless they come into our lives. Unless they prove 
to be our guides, philosophers, and friends in our 
ordinary life they fail to serve one of their main 
uses. Life is a great struggle for most people. 
Happy the man or woman who has learned to turn 
to these true counsellors and consolers, as the storm 
rages fiercely around. Those who have visited the 
British metropolis will recall their first experiences of 
crossing London streets — the small islands, or safety 
strips, on which the pedestrian waits for an oppor- 
tunity to reach the other side, secure for the time 
against the surging traffic. So it is with books. 
They provide us with sheltering nooks and grassy 
knolls — retreats to which we may retire for rest and 
guidance in hours of depression, or where we may 
quaff ruddy wine when in more jocund mood. 


I confess to a failing, common to booklovers. 
Just beside my bed, where I can reach them in the 
dog watch, if awake, are the choice companions with 
whom I delight to commune. They are a motley 
collection, and not always am I in the mood to enjoy 
the intimacy of their friendship. But they are never 
obtrusive. Here is the immortal Shakespeare, with 
whom I have long been on terms of easy fellowship. 
There are few moods of my mind in which the great 
dramatist does not prove a boon companion. Other 
great writers appeal to one side of our nature. 
Shakespeare's universal mind touches us on all sides. 
Are you depressed and downhearted? Then you can 
satisfy your melancholy humor. Are you merry? 
Then you can join in the merry quip and jest with 
the rollicking company he provides. Are you grave 
and contemplative? Then in his society you may 
plumb the fathomless deeps of . life and probe its 
mysteries. There is no mood in which you may not 
turn for sympathy to the versatile bard. Hamlet is 
my prime favorite. In Henry VIII the master-hand 
draws for me great lessons on the vanity of ambition, 
the vicissitudes of fortune, and on the problems of 
life. Measure for Measure, The Tempest, and Mac- 
beth are also on my bedroom shelf. 

When I think of Shakespeare I think not of 
Stratford, but of London. The call of London 
is irresistible. It is the Mecca of the great 
to-day — with its broad avenues, palatial mansions 
and palaces, and open spaces — as it was then 
when it was a city of two hundred thousand 
inhabitants, with narrow streets, wooden houses, 
with no sanitation and no adequate water supply. 
Theatres now cluster around the heart of the metro- 
polis and are most conspicuous in the night life of the 
city. In Shakespeare's day theatres were forbidden 
in the city proper. As the actor-dramatist ferried 
across to Blackfriars the city was spread out before 


his eyes. London delighted in the romantic comedies 
of Shakespeare. It has been said that Shakespeare's 
plays seem almost to ignore the most momentous 
facts of his time. His England of the Merry Wives, 
or Falstaff's justices, is untroubled by the great re- 
ligious controversies of the day. It was a period 
when men were experiencing a singular freedom from 
restraint, when the old religious labels had been torn 
off, and men were still discussing what should take 
their place. For individuality, it was the day of 
opportunity in the world of ideas. The movement 
toward fixity of ideas had gathered little way. It 
was an era of flux, a breathing spell from the tyranny 
of dogma. In this atmosphere the great dramatist 
lived and worked. He devoted himself not to the 
espousal of a cause or party, but to the study of men. 
The creator of Falstaff , Dogberry and Rosalind, found 
at his hand the material required in the drunkards of 
London inns, the country yokels of Warwickshire, and 
the fashionable nobles, squires and dames who came 
to London to revel in the pastimes and delights of 
gay society. Under the Tudors, and increasingly so 
in the days of the Stuarts, the Court was the home 
of pageantry, the school of manners, and the central 
authority controlling the morals and habits of the 
people. Little wonder, therefore, that Shakespeare 
came to deal so largely with kings and queens and 
court life. In the end, London, which had backed 
the gay Harry and the imperious Elizabeth against 
the nobles, became the Puritan foe of the Stuarts. 
But here am I, who set out to talk about my 
bedroom companions, wandering through Tudor 
London. But I love rambling — and especially 
round a subject so inviting as the London of 
Shakespeare's day. 

Next to Shakespeare I like to turn for half-an- 
hour to my brilliant countryman, Oliver Goldsmith, 
who, in the words of his friend, Dr. Samuel Johnson, 
inscribed under the marble bust in Westminster 
Abbey, was, "Poet, philosopher and historian, who 
left no species of writing untouched or unadorned by 
his pen, whether to move to laughter or draw to 
tears." Brought to the test of true literature, Gold- 
smith rings true. We love him for his misfortunes, 
for his intensely human qualities, for his attitude 
toward life. What more chaste example of English 
literature than his "Vicar of Wakefield," — a book 
that takes its place with the greatest. But to me 
the poet's championship of the cause of the poor and 
oppressed discloses the prophetic outpouring of a 
man who was a century ahead of his time. Many of 
the problems that confront statesmen to-day were 
the themes around which this great Irishman wove 
his most passionate and moving verse, inveighing 
against the political and social ills that led to rural 
depopulation, agricultural decline, and the social 
changes which he so poignantly deplores in "The 
Deserted Village" and in "The Traveller." Free- 
dom is the passionate note that gives the key to his 
songs. Above the strife of warring creeds and plat- 
forms he looks for the bliss which only centres in 

the mind. 

The Old Fogey. 

The Spell of Dickens 


fT^HE Christmas Carol was published on the 19th 
* December, 1843. Six thousand copies were 
sold on the first day, and before the end of 1844 the 
number had risen to fifteen thousand, the book 
retailing at five shillings. Such a record denotes 
remarkable popularity, and in reviewing the Chancery 
lawsuits which Charles Dickens instituted against 
booksellers and publishers for piracy of his writings 
("Charles Dickens in Chancery": Longmans, Green 
& Co.), Mr. Jaques, in the opening pages, endeavors 
to analyze the secret of Dicken's hold on the popu- 
lar imagination. 

He says: "It would be a difficult and invidious 
task to analyze strictly the secret of Dicken's popu- 
larity with the classes to whom, notwithstanding 
our Education Acts, no other great writer makes any 
appeal. The primary reason admits of no doubt 
whatever — he was a genius, much of whose writing 
was devoted to homely things. But it would not be 
quite honest to ignore the fact that possibly the 
defects of his qualities — I have in mind the melo- 
dramatic character of many of his plots and inci- 
dents — may have swelled the number of his readers. 
This is a thorny subject, and any discussion of it 
would be out of place in these pages. I wish, how- 
ever, to disclaim the suggestion that there is of 
necessity any connection between a writer's popu- 
larity and his merits, or that his influence bears 
any proportion to the number of his readers. There 
I may leave the matter. For present purposes I 
am not concerned with Dicken's merits; and as 
regards his influence, I think it will be admitted on 
all hands that no one, literate or illiterate, can 
read him without being the better for it. 

"I suppose it will be pretty generally admitted 
that of living writers Mr. Kipling is the only one 
whose influence upon the national life is in any way 
comparable with that exercised by Dickens. He 
is in a sense heir to Dickens, as Dickens and 
Thackery were co-heirs to Scott, and Scott was 
heir to Fielding. But though his influence upon 
letters and the world at large is greater than that 
of any of his brother authors, his works do not top 
the list of "best sellers." Certain dexterous blenders 
of piety and sexuality — so dexterous in some cases 
that we seem to see the author introducing his, or 
her, nastiness with the scrupulous judgment of 
a doctor prescribing strychnine — beat Mr. Kipling 
hollow. Dickens, however, had both popularity 
and influence in a- measure to which the annals of 
literature can furnish no parallel; his books were 
"best sellers" and literary masterpieces as well. 
Bishops and judges revelled in them, and Foster 
tells us of a charwoman, so illiterate that she could 
not read, who in company with her fellow lodgers 
subscribed a penny a month, and held a monthly 
symposium at which the landlord of the house 
read aloud the new number of Dombey and 



How I Began 


THE question, "How did you begin to write?" 
is not an easy one for me to answer. I have 
no recollection of how I began to write. I never sat 
me deliberately down and said, "Go to, here is pen 
and ink; I will write me a book." But as far back 
as my remembrance goes, I was breathing, reading 
and writing. My earliest recollection of school-days 
is of writing a story about my cats on my slate, of 
being caught at it by my teacher, and — oh, horrors ! — 
being made to "read it out" before the class. It 
was like tearing the veil from a shrine. That teacher, 
though he knew it not, committed dire sacrilege 
towards me. 

But even this could not squelch the impulse in 
me that compelled me to write. I was an indefatig- 
able small scribbler. Generally I wrote prose, and 
then all the little incidents of my not very exciting 
existence were described. I wrote descriptions of my 
favorite haunts, biographies of my cats, and even 
critical reviews of books I had read. Sometimes I 
wrote verse about moths and flowers, or addressed 
"lines" to my friends. Most of these productions 
were written on the blank backs of the long, red 
letter bills then used in the post offices. It was not 
easy for me to get all the paper I wanted, and those 
jolly old "letter bills" were positive boons. My 
grandparents kept the village post office and three 
times a week a discarded letter bill came my grateful 

When I was thirteen, I sent a "poem," pains- 
takingly written on both sides of the paper, to an 
American magazine. The idea of being paid for it 
never entered my head. Indeed, I don't think I 
knew at that time that people ever were paid for 
writing. People were paid for work. But writing 
was not, I thought, work. It was a delightful recrea- 
tion and sally into fairyland, which was its own re- 
ward. My early dreams of possible fame were un- 
tarnished by any speculations regarding filthy lucre. 

Well, the editor of that magazine sent my verses 
back — although I had not enclosed a stamp for their 
return, being in blissful ignorance of such a require- 
ment. I have forgiven him. But at the time I 
thought I never could or would. I drained the cup 
of failure to the dregs. I was crushed in the very 
dust of humiliation. But as years went on, I found 
that there were so many similarly hard-hearted editor 
folk in the world that it was not worth while getting 
mad with them. Life was too short to wreak ven- 
geance on them all. So the only revenge I took — it 
was a more cruel one than I then suspected — was to 
keep on bombarding them with similar stuff. 

One day, when I was seventeen, I got a thin letter 
from the editor of a fourth-rate American periodical. 
It accepted a poem — on violets — which I had sent, 
and offered in payment two subscriptions to the 

magazine. Those magazines, with their vapid little 
stories, were the first tangible recompense my pen 
brought me. The second was almost as overwhelm- 
ing. A floral magazine allowed me to select fifty 
cents worth of seeds from it's firm's catalogue in 
payment for a poem ! After all, it was not such poor 
recompense, as anyone would have agreed who saw 
the resulting flower bed's splendor of crimson and 
gold and blue. 

Then followed two lean years. I could not get 
even magazines and flower seeds for my stories and 
verses. My stuff invariably came back, save from 
those periodicals who thought that the glory of seeing 


Known to readers of "Anne of Green Gables," etc., as 
"L. M. Montgomery" 

one's name in print was sufficient reward. Then 
came another wonderful day, when I received a 
check for a short story. It was for five dollars — five 
whole dollars. I did not squander those beautiful 
dollars in riotous living. Neither did I invest them 
in necessary boots and hats. Instead, I hied me to 
the nearest bookstore and bought five volumes of the 
standard poets. I wanted to get something that I 
could keep forever in memory of having "arrived." 

Followed several years of steady magazine work. 
I wrote hundreds of stories and verses. Every year 
new magazines opened their portals to the wayfarer 
on thorny literary paths. I gradually built up a 
clientele of editors on whom I could depend for a 
comfortable livelihood if I wrote just what they 
wanted and sawed it off into suitable lengths. This 


was much to be thankful for, in a world where one 
must live; but it was not all I wanted — not what I 
had dreamed of when I wrote on my red letter bills 
in years agone. 


I have told the story of the genesis of my first 
book so often that it must be very hackneyed now. 
I must tell it the same way every time, because I am 
stating facts, and cannot change or embroider them 
for the sake of variety. I had always intended to 
write a book some day. I knew exactly what kind of 
a book it would be — a very serious affair, with a com- 
plicated plot and a Dickensonian wealth of character. 
But I never seemed to find time for it. Then the 
editor of a Sunday-school weekly asked me to write 
a seven-chapter serial for him. I looked through my 
note book of "ideas" and found an old, faded entry, 
"Elderly couple apply to orphan asylum for a boy; 
by mistake a girl is sent them." I thought this 
would do for a peg to hang my serial on and I blocked 
out seven Procrustean chapters. I intended to write 
a nice little yarn about a good little girl, with the 
usual snug little moral tucked away in it, like a pill 
in a spoonful of jam; and if I had had time to go on 
with it at once I suppose that is all it would have 



But I did not have time, and in the weeks that 
followed I "brooded" the tale in my mind. Anne 
began to develop in such a fashion that seven chapters 
could never hold her. So I wrote another little tale 
for the Sunday-school editor and I let Anne do as 
she would in her own history. The result was my 
book, "Anne of Green Gables" — a very different sort 
of book from the one I had fondly dreamed of writ- 
ing. But perhaps 'tis as well. 

"There's a divinity that shapes our ends, 
Rough-hew them as we will." 


(The Turkish army is marching from Jerusalem, 
through Beersheba, to the Suez Canal. — News- 

The Moslem cometh from our Holy Place, 
He marches from his stronghold, overbold, 
Where all too long the Christian nations cold 

Have left him to profane the very trace 

Of Jesus' footprints — eager to efface 
The glory and the holiness untold 
That crown those hills; as with resplendent gold, 

The Temple once Moriah's Mount did grace! 

The shades of great Crusaders loom around: 
Baldwin and Godfrey, Raymond, Bohemond, 
Richard and Tancred (noble names they sound), 
They gaze upon the scene with yearning fond ! 
The moment of their souls' desire is nigh; 
No more on Zion's walls shall Islam's banners fly ! 

Rev. J. B. Dollard. 

Toronto, Feb. 4. 

The New Poetry 

In a letter to the New York Sun, a correspondent 
replies to some of the letters that have been appear- 
ing with regard to this interesting topic. The ques- 
tion of the New Poetry has been brought home to 
Canadians by the recent book of poems by Robert 
W. Service, who in this volume set at defiance the 
conventional belief in rhyme. The New York Sun 
correspondent says: 

"We have the New Freedom, the New Woman, 
the New Thought and various other novelties to 
flout in the teeth of the ancient saw that 'there is 
nothing new under the sun.' Nevertheless I am 
bold enough to ground myself in the wisdom of the 
ancients and level a lance against the prancing 
novelties of the hour. I am for the old poetry, the 
old freedom and the old woman. 

"For the nonce I joust against the New Poetry 
alone. Inasmuch as it is new it is not poetry, and 
inasmuch as it is poetry it is not new. This is not 
a new way of stating the fact, but it is true. 

"In the theory of the New Poetry two proposi- 
tions are emphasized, one that poetry consists 
essentially in images, the other that poetical expres- 
sion should be free from the trammels of the law of 
numbers, that is, measured language. The first 
is true, but no novelty; the second is novel, but 
nonsense. Poetical expression is primarily and 
essentially in analogue, one thing garbed in the 
image of another; as when the poet speaks of man 
in the sere and yellow leaf, he is telling us that he 
is old. From Homer down to Francis Thompson 
the analogue has been the essential element of 
poetic utterance. The point is neither old nor new; 
poetry is poetry. 

"The crux comes in the second proposition, 
that measured language is not essential to poetry. 
Here the heresy looms bald. Art is the sensible 
expression of beauty in space or time. Architecture, 
painting and sculpture are its spatial expressions. 
Music and poetry are its temporal utterances, and 
both must perforce conform to the law of numbers. 
The law of numbers demands a unit of measure 
within a fixed limit, and the asthetic sense requires 
a unity with a variety, a likeness with a difference. 
A bird soars on its wings, a poet soars on his rhythm. 
Clip the bird's wings and he flutters and flounders 
on the ground. Without measured language the 
poet fails to rise. Poetic utterance seeks measured 
language as naturally as the bird outstretches and 
beats his wings in flight. Verse is no more free 
than the bird's wings are free from the law that 
governs its flight. 

"Indeed it is ~ only by submission to the law 
that the bird flies at all. So must the poet submit 
to the law if he is to soar at all. His power is by 
virtue of the law. Free verse is a misnomer. Verse 
may be loose or bad but free verse, however it may 
shout for freedom, adumbrates perforce a measured 
limit. The New Poetry gets itself printed in lines 
(verses), couples lines (verses) of equal length to- 
gether, simulates a unit of measure, and in spite of 
its theory often falls into strictly measured language." 



NO small and well-chosen library should be 
without Kinglake's "Eothen." A choice of 
editions may be had as it has been printed many 
times. I know of no more delightful book of travel. 
Written as to a friend this account of travels in the 
East reveals the human touch, the intimate con- 
tact with life, the simplicity of style, and pene- 
trating insight of the keen observer rarely found 
in books of this description. It is one of the classics 
of the English language and just now, when war's 
alarums have pierced the stoical silence of the desert 
lands and hilly country over which Kinglake wandered 
the book will be found a noteworthy contribution 
to the literature bearing upon the war, especially 
in regard to that phase of the campaign in which 
Syria and Egypt are involved. 

The author, Alexander William Kinglake, was 
born in 1806 at Taunton, Somersetshire, England, 
in a country famous as the headquarters of Arthur 
and his Knights of the Round Table. His mother 
was his earliest and best teacher. From her he 
learned to read Pope's Homer, and how to keep 
a safe seat in the saddle as they galloped across 
the rough moorland together. Educated at Eton 
and Cambridge, he was later called to the Bar, 
but the fortune bequeathed him by his father made 
him independent of his profession. His chief delight 
was in travel. In 1845 he set out for Algeria and 
witnessed the French onslaught on the Arabs who, 
under Abd-el-Kadr, so bravely defended their coun- 
try. After a tour through Spain, Kinglake, in 
1834-5, journeyed through Turkey, Syria, the Holy 
Land, and Egypt. In "Eothen" he gives an account 
of these wanderings. Kinglake, as befits the leisurely 
ways of a traveller in the Orient, took ten years 
to prepare the book for the printers. Twice he 
essayed the task and recoiled in disgust. As he 
himself states he finally completed it in a form 
most agreeable to him, that of an open letter to a 
friend who was undertaking a similar tour in the 
near East. "Eothen" has a chaste and dreamy 
beauty all its own, as if the author had imbibed 
deeply of the spirit of the Orient. The call of the 
East has always had a wonderful fascination for 
poets and writers. With "Eothen" for our guide 
we may recline in our easy chair and watch the 
moving panorama as Kinglake unfolds it to our 
gaze — places familiarized by recent war despatches. 
Semlin, now in the hands of the Austrians, and 
southward over the broad Danube to the Servian 
capital, Belgrade — the gateway to the "splendour 
and havoc of the East." In Kinglake's day the 
two towns were kept apart as much by the raging 
pestilence as by the racial differences between May- 
gar and Serb and Turk. Less than a gunshot apart 
the two towns held no communion, and breach of 

the laws of quarantine brought instant death and a 
hastily dug grave in the Lazaretto — for the offender. 
Once across the Save, Kinglake and his companions 
bade farewell to Christendom for many a day. 
From Belgrade "Eothen" carries us to Stamboul 
with its mosques and minarets reflected in the 
Bosphorous, and through its streets where the 
lustrous eyes of Ottoman ladies stare from behind 
the yashmak, and where old Moostapha, or Abdallah 
or Hadgi Mohamed waddles up from the water's 
edge bearing the merchandise for his bazaar which 
he has bought out of a Greek brigantine. The 
Turks have not moved much as traders since King- 
lake's time. The export trade is in the hand of 
foreigners, the Mussulman still sitting in his nook 
in the bazaar, squatted upon the counter, while 
his wares are displayed before the counter. Here 
he "sits in permanence," in contemplative mood 
smoking his tchibouque, waiting stoically for the 
best price that can be got in an open market. To- 
day British guns are thundering in the ears of old 
Moostapha as the blue ensign forces its way up 
the Dardanelles. Then, it was the plague that 
stalked abroad in the noonday, men fearing to 
touch each other in the narrow streets lest they 
too would fall a victim to the dread malady. 


Cairo, Suez, the Pyramids, the Sphinx, Gaza, 
Damascus, Lebanon, and other historic scenes 
and monuments are passed in review. At Cairo 
Kinglake met Osman Effendi an easternized Scotch- 
man, who landed in Egypt as a drummer lad with 
Fraser's force. Taken prisoner he preferred the 
Koran to death, and gave a pledge of his conver- 
sion to Mohammedanism by preferring two wives 
to one. One Scottish tradition the practices of 
the Moslem creed could not eradicate. In vain 
men called him Effendi — his pride of race asserted 
itself in the joy with which he revealed possession 
of three shelves of books — "Thoroughbred Scotch" 
— "The Edinburgh this and the Edinburgh that" 
— and, above all his "Edinburgh Cabinet Library." 


Kinglake's Eothen recalls one of the strangest 
romances in the history of the British ruling classes. 
Granddaughter of the great Chatham, and niece 
of Pitt, Lady Hester Stanhope ruled the most 
exclusive political salon in the world and came into 
contact with all the great personages of -the period. 
Imperious and self-willed, she later exercised her 
autocratic sway over the minds of the mystical 
people that lived on the Lebanon Ranges, where 
she had built her retreat. Kinglake's interview 
with her is quoted at considerable length in "The 
Life and Letters of Lady Hester Stanhope" (John 
Murray) by her niece, the Duchess of Cleveland, 
the mother of Earl Rosebery. 

The r Bookworm. 

"Came the challenge from the foe; 

Naught we did to court this fight; 
But since they will have it so, 

Let'them have — what they invite." 

— R. M. Freeman. 



T FISHER UN WIN has added to their war 
• list a timely volume, "Contemporary Bel- 
gian Literature," by Jethro Bithell, in which the 
author surveys the main aspects of the intellectual 
life of the Belgian people, and quotes at length from 
the works of the principal writers. 

The author of "How to Be Happy Though Mar- 
ried," has written a delightfully sympathetic book on 
Tommy Atkins, entitled, "The British Soldier: Hero 
and Humorist." For many years a chaplain in the 
army, Rev. E. J. Hardy is particularly qualified to 
write of the British soldier. The book is published 
by T. Fisher Unwin. 

Putnams have in hand a new volume by Norman 
Angell. The author of "The Great Illusion" has 
taken as his subject, "America and the New World 
State," which cannot fail to interest all who are fol- 
lowing the trend of world events. 

Mr. Heinemann is bringing out a "History of the 
United Kingdom," The first volume, to be issued 
this spring, is entitled "The Making of the People," 
and covers the period down to the general application 
of machinery to industry. The new History will be 
written by Mr. Stanley Leathes, one of the editors 
of "The Cambridge Modern History." 

Sir James George Fraser has followed in the foot- 
steps of John Richard Green with another selection 
from Addison's essays, published by Messrs. Mac- 
millan, in their "Eversley Series." 

Mr. John G. Wilson, the latest to join the ranks 
of London publishers, is bringing out "Reticence in 
Literature," by Mr. Arthur Waugh. The author 
deals with leading movements in Victorian poetry, 
and the book also contains appreciations of various 
writers from Crashaw to George Gissing. 

"General Pichegru's Treason" is a new book by 
Sir John Hall, the author of "The Bourbon Restora- 
tion" and "England and the Orleans Monarchy." 
It will be published by Messrs. Smith, Elder & Co. 
It deals with an important epoch in French history, 
the conspiracy for the return of Louis XVIII. 

"The Literary Year Book" (London: Heath, 
Cranton & Ouseley), appears once more. Mr. Basil 
Stewart has made it an indespensable book of refer- 

Students of the science of government will find in 
Mr. Basil Edward Hammond's "Bodies Politic and 
their Governments" (Cambridge University Press) a 
scholarly analysis of the various forms of government 
in Europe from the earliest times. 

Mitchell Kennerley has a new novel by the author 
of "Altogether Jane," who still preserves her anon- 
ymity. It is called "Elbow Lane," and is about a 
little girl who grows up to become a famous sculptress. 

"Dandies and Men of Letters" (Duckworth & 
Co.), by Mr. Leon H. Vincent, is a scries of delightful 
pen pictures of the Beau Brummell, Samuel Rogers, 
William Beckford, Bulwer Lytton, and other famous 
dandies of the nineteenth century. 

"Aspects of Modern Drama," by Frank Wad- 
leigh Chandler (Macmillan & Co.), displays a wide 
knowledge of the European stage. The collected 
papers were originally delivered as lectures at Colum- 
bia and Cincinnati Universities. 

The tenth edition of Bartlett's "Familiar Quota- 
tions" is a storehouse of familiar and unfamiliar 
quotations which is invaluable to writers. 

"In the Oregon Country," by George Palmer 
Putnam (G. P. Putnam Sons), is a charming account 
of wanderings in Oregon, Washington and California. 

"Pan-Americanism," by Roland G. Usher, author 
of "Pan-Germanism," (The Century Co.), will appear 
this month. The somewhat startling sub-title of the 
book is "A Forecast of the Inevitable Conflict between 
the United States and Europe's victor." Professor 
Usher is Professor of History at Washington Univer- 

Maurice Hewlett's "A Lover's Tale" is promised 
for early publication by the Scribners. It is a histori- 
cal romance of Iceland in the days of the Vikings and 
is said to be full of action, strife, and strenuous human 

A posthumous novel by Canon Sheehan, promised 
for early publication by Longmans, Green & Co., is 
called "The Graves at Kilmorna: A Story of '67." 
Some time in March this house will bring out the 
second volume in Sir Rider Haggard's trilogy of the 
revivified Allan Quatermain. Its title will be "Allan 
and the Holy Flower." 

One of the most interesting books of the month 
is Major-General S. B. Steele's "Forty Years in 
Canada." The author had the misfortune to fall 
from his horse during the recent parade of the second 
contingent of Canadian troops and dislocated his 
shoulder. A book of reminiscences covering forty 
years in the life of the Dominion, by one who writes 
out of the fulness of a ripe experience is an unusual 
event in the book world and a most valuable con- 
tribution to Canadian history. 

Mrs. L. M. Montgomery, of "Green Gables" 
and "Avonlea" fame, has just delivered the manu- 
script of a third "Anne" story — "Anne of the 
Island" — a sequel to "Anne of Green Gables" and 
"Anne of Avonlea," to her publishers, The Page 
Co. The new story will be published promptly 
on June first. 

Harper & Brothers announce the following books: 
"The Mind and Art of Shakespeare," by Edward 
Dowden; "Principles of Banking," by Charles A. 
Conant; "Farm Ballads," by Will Carleton; " Wuth- 
ering Heights," by Emily Bronte; 'The Letters of 
Robert Browning and Elizabeth Barrett Browning," 
and Vols. VIII, XIII, and XXV of "The American 
Nation. A History." 

Anne Warner has written another comedy tale in 
"The Taming of Amorette." 



Dear Young Canadians: 

The other day as I was puzzling over the matter 
of how to make our book talks interesting, some 
good fairy dropped at my door a large parcel. When 
I opened it I found it contained a number of beauti- 
ful books for children. Oh, how eagerly I seized 
upon them! and to-night, with these newly-found 
treasures piled high on my desk, I am going to try 
to tell you something about a few of them. 


First I shall talk to the wee tots for they will 
want to hear of their books before nurse comes and 
carries them off to Dreamland. There are two 
dear little stories for them. One is called "I Want 
to Read." It has a pretty cover with a cunning 
picture on it, and throughout the book are a number 
of very attractive colored plates. At the beginning 
we find all the letters, A, B, C, right up to Z. Then 
there are ever so many funny rhymes and little 
stories of all sorts and descriptions. In short it is 
just the kind of book to make a kiddie "want to 

The other is called "The Matilda Book" and 
is the very thing to charm a little girl. Indeed, 
I can almost hear her crows of delight when she 
sees the picture on the outside of the cover. Within 
are twelve of the loveliest colored plates you ever 
saw, all illustrating the little story of Matilda's 
visit to her Aunt and Uncle. Matilda appears 
always in the daintiest of frocks and you love her 
from first to last, because she is so tiny and pretty 
and good. 

Then for little girls from eight to ten years of 
age, I find a story entitled "Dickie Tickle." This 
is the name of a very interesting little creature 
who has some wonderful adventures. You must 
coax your mothers to buy you this book and read 
for yourselves "How Tickle Rode a Cow," "How 
Tickle Went a-fishing, " "How Tickle was Kind to 
the Monkey," and best of all how Tickle tried to 
wash white and clean a real black baby. She used 
up three cakes of soap, and scrubbed the poor little 
fellow with a brush, but she only succeeded in mak- 
ing baby exceedingly cross and in bringing down 
on her head the indignation of all his friends. The 
book is bound in white and gold and contains some 
pretty pictures. 

Ah! here is a splendid book — especially for boys 
It is called "A Book About Ships." In these war 
times we are all feeling a special interest in ships, 
and this volume can teach us a good deal. It is 
bound in blue and gold and on the cover is a picture 
of a great battleship. The first chapter tells of a 
naval review at Spithead at the time of King George's 

Coronation, and the other chapters deal with the 
Sailing Ship, the Lifeboat, the Liner, the Yacht, 
the Excursion Steamer, the Lightship and the River 
Boat. There are fifty-two pages of interesting read- 
ing, and no boy could help liking the eight large 
colored plates that decorate the book at intervals. 

Now for the larger children. Lying beside me 
is a very imposing looking volume with a very 
grand name. It is called "A Pageant of English 
Literature." Its four hundred and eighty pages 
contain a great deal of interesting information, 
and any one who reads and remembers this book 
will know a great deal. The first chapter tells of 
how people loved to hear and tell stories long before 
they could read or write. Another tells of the bards 
and minstrels, and another of how we got our alpha- 
bet. Then follow delightful sketches of great 
writers down to the present time, including Chaucer, 
Caxton, Sir Thomas More, Shakespeare, Bacon, 
Milton, Addison, Goldsmith, Byron, Burns, Words- 
worth, Ruskin, and Tennyson. Thirty-two beauti- 
ful colored plates decorate the book, besides many 
studies in black and white. No one should miss 
this opportunity of making the acquaintance of 
great writers, some of whom, we hope, may be 
your intimate friends in after life. 


There is another book about which all boys 
and girls will like to hear. It is "Stories from 
Northern Myths," by Emilie Kip Baker (Macmillan 
& Co.), who has also written a charming series 
of "Stories of Old Greece and Rome." "Northern 
Myths" opens in the long, long ago when everything 
began, away back to the Creation. It was the age 
of the giants and the gods and magicians and wonder- 
ful things were always happening — battles, court 
festivities, in which kings and queens figure — all 
beautifully illustrated. This is just the kind of 
book that stirs the imagination and every little boy 
and girl that sees the big dragon on the outside 
will want to have the book to read. 

But I have written long enough and must say 

Your faithful 

Aunt Jo. 

The following books may be procured from 
Thomas Nelson & Sons, 95-97 King Street, East 

"A Pageant of English Literature," by Sir Ed- 
ward Parrott, $1.75; "Lickle Tickle," by Jean Lang, 
75c; "A Book About Ships," 70c; "I Want to 
Read," 35c; "The Matilda Book," 35c; "Story 
of Canada," by E. L. Marsh, 35c; "Story of the 
British People," 35c; "Pageant of British History," 
by Sir Edward Parrott, $1.75; "Voyage Round the 
World," by W. H. G. Kingston, 60c; "Gardening," 
(The Hobby Books), 30c; "Pets," (The Hobby 
Books), 30c; "The Panama Canal," by Saxon 
Mills, 70c 



Together with 

New Editions 

and Reprints 

of Popular 


Recollections of Bar and Bench, by Lord Alver- 
stone. New York: Longmans, Green & Co. 
Price $3.75. 
Better known, perhaps, as Sir Richard Webster, 
Attorney-General of England, and afterwards Lord 
Chiefjjustice, from which he retired in 1913, the 
author was one of the most famous lawyers of his 
day. A counsel for The Times before the famous 
Parnell Commission, he displayed remarkable powers. 
His wonderful grasp of details, powers of rapid an- 
alysis, and uncanny memory, were remarkable. The 
Parnell trial was one of the most dramatic events 
connected with the Irish Nationalist movement. 
Parnell's signature, as it afterward transpired, was 
forged by Pigott, one of the principal witnesses for 
The ^Times. The forged letters had been published 
in the celebrated " Parnellism and Crime" series of 
attacks on the Irish leaders, which were re-issued in 
pamphlet form. They attributed to Parnell a guilty 
knowledge of the conspiracy that led up to the 
Phoenix Park assassinations in May, 1882, when 
Lord Frederick Cavendish, the newly-arrived Chief 
Secretary, and Mr. Burke, the under Secretary, were 
stabbed to death in broad daylight, on the main road 
in front of the Vice-Regal Lodge, Dublin. Earl 
Spencer, the Lord Lieutenant, was looking out of the 
window at the time, and in the distance saw what he 
thought was a drunken brawl. That evening the 
British people stood aghast at the news of the foul 
murder, and for twenty years after the memory of 
this crime retarded the conversion of the "predomi- 
nant partner" to the principle of Irish self-government. 
The Times case against Parnell collapsed with the 
flight and suicide of Pigott after a gruelling cross- 
examination by the then Sir Charles, afterward Lord 
Russell of Killowen. 

Gladstone's Memory at Fault 

In connection with this case Lord Alverstone in- 
cidentally recalls a strange lapse of memory on the 
part of Mr. Gladstone. 

In the course of the debate, prior to the passing 
of the Bill appointing the Parnell Commission, an 
incident occurred which was a striking example of the 
way in which Mr. Gladstone could bring himself to 
believe, and believe honestly, in a state of things 
which was entirely erroneous. Lord Alverstone in- 
timates that he was one of many members who 
doubted the wisdom of appointing a Commission, 
inasmuch as they thought that Mr. Parnell and any 
others complaining, should have been left to their 
remedy in the law courts. In the discussion which 
took place in the House of Commons prior to the 
passing of the Special Commission Bill, this view 
found expression. Thereupon Mr. Gladstone said he 
could easily understand why the Irish members had 
not taken action against The Times as he (Mr. Glad- 
stone), had been charged by that journal with high 
treason in connection with his work as Commissioner 
to the Ionian Islands, and he had been advised by 

Mr. Freshfield and St. Stuart Wortley, who, the 
Attorney-General would admit, were among the first 
authorities on such matters, that there was no chance 
of his obtaining a verdict against The Times. "Here," 
says Lord Alverstone, "as far as I was concerned the 
matter would have ended, but on the Saturday even- 
ing I received a letter from Mr. H. Freshfield, of 
Kidbrooke Park, near Tunbridge Wells, to the effect 
that whilst he was very much flattered by the com- 
plimentary way in which Mr. Gladstone had spoken 
of his late brother, he thought it right to tell me that 
his brother died two years before Mr. Gladstone went 
to the Ionian Islands as Commissioner." After con- 
sulting the leader of the House of Commons, Mr. W. 
H. Smith, Lord Alverstone says he decided not to 
bring the matter up in the House, but to see Mr. 
Gladstone privately. Thi.- he did. Mr. Gladstone 
had also received a letter from Mr. Freshfield. ' Well," 
he said, "you have hit me very hard. I cannot ac- 
count for it. I had the distinct impression that I 
had consulted Mr. Freshfield, and that he had given 
me the advice which I have repeated. But I am 
going down to Hawarden at Easter, and will search 
through my diaries and endeavor to see how I came 
to make such a blunder." Mr. Gladstone did not 
refer to the matter again until two years later when, 
meeting the Attorney-General in the lobby of the 
House, he said, "Oh, Mr. Attorney! I have never 
been able to get to the bottom of that mistake I made. 
I could not find anything which gave me any explana- 
tion. I searched my books, diaries, and memoranda, 
but they threw no light on what I believed to have 
been the case." 

Lord Alverstone at one time was very unpopular 
in Canada over the Alaskan boundary, when his note, 
as the British representative on the Commission, gave 
the United States the practical victory. It is only 
fair that the attention of Canadian readers should be 
drawn to his statement of the case. He says: 

"The papers were very voluminous, and after 
studying them carefully and hearing all the arguments, 
I came to the conclusion that I could not support the 
main contention of Canada as regarded the boundary, 
and acting purely in a judicial capacity, I was under 
the painful mecessity of differing from my two Can- 
adian colleagues. I need scarcely say that as I had 
appeared in Canada with success in the Behring Sea 
Arbitration, I only came to the decision with the 
gravest reluctance, and nothing but a sense of my 
duty to my position influenced me. I mention this 
because my conduct in giving this decision was the 
subject of violent and unjust criticism on the part of 
some Canadians ; this feeling lasted for a considerable 
time, but I am bound to say that I think reflection 
and later consideration of the questions involved have 
resulted in a fairer judgment. I have always felt 
since that arbitration that in any dispute between 
nations, some members of the tribunal dealing with 
the questions should be of a nationality independent 
of the two contesting parties. In this case, as I have 
shown, the United States and Great Britain were 
both represented by their own nationals, and it puts 
a great strain on the members of the tribunal in such 
cases when they have to decide against the country 
by which they have been nominated without having 
the support of any independent jurists of another 

His chapter on "International Arbitrations" deals 
largely with cases in which Canada was deeply con- 



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cerned, including the Behring Sea fishery dispute, 
when his services were retained as junior. Sir 
Charles Tupper was named as agent for the British 
side. Of Sir Charles Tupper, Lord Alverstone writes: 
"Mr. Tupper had the most intimate knowledge 
of every detail in the case, and had studied it for 
months. The case he had prepared contained every 
material statement of fact, but on its perusal it failed 
to produce the impression it should have done, one 
reason, among others, being that prominence was 
constantly given to the same point, thus giving the 
reader the impression that it was the most important 
fact. I never felt placed in a more difficult position. 
I made a brief statement, lasting some twenty minutes 
or half-an-hour, of the case as it appeared to me. 
When I had finished, Mr. Tupper said to me: 'Sir 
Richard, you have absolutely appreciated the salient 
features, and I shall be only too delighted to adopt 
what you have said as the outline for the British 
case.' Nothing could have been more generous, and 
from that day until the conclusion of the Arbitration 
we worked in perfect accord." 

"McCaul: Croft: Forneri," by John King. 
Toronto: The Macmillan Company of Canada, 
Ltd. Price, $1.25. 

Breathing much of the mellow fragrance of ripe 
scholarship abounding in the three men who gave the 
book its title, "McCaul: Croft: Forneri" creates its 
own atmosphere once its pages have been opened. 
Every line is written with understanding love of the 
three godly scholars and right manly gentlemen who 
laid the foundations of the University of Toronto 
when stormy seas of controversy made the work 
hazardous and difficult. The dramatic details of 
lives that were full of color are told with a simplicity 
which is at once scholarlike and attractive. 

Of Dr. McCaul — Principal of Upper Canada Col- 
lege, 1839-1842, and. first President of the University 
— we get a pen-picture in keeping with the portrait 
which hangs in Convocation Hall. The keen frank- 
ness of eyes in which humor lurks, and the mouth, 
curved boyishly, even in old age, prove the human 
side of the great scholar who matriculated at Trinity 
College, Dublin, at thirteen, and before he was 
twenty-one had won the Bishop of Cashel's mathe- 
matical prize, the gold medal in Classics— the highest 
honor the University bestows — the Berkeley medal 
in Greek and the University examinership in Classics. 
Small wonder such a man, a classical editor of high 
standing, a musician widely gifted, with horizon 
widened by a sportsman's interests, and character 
deepened by his priestly office, should have found, for 
a brief period after his arrival, the crudity of social 
and intellectual life and the uncertainty of educational 
matters trying in the extreme. But, as Mr. King 
gracefully remarks, "Canada is indebted to one of 
her own daughters for reconciling the waverer to his 
new home," and with his marriage to Emily Jones 
the young Irishman turned his back on the easy 
paths of promotion in his own land and settled to a 
career of forty-seven years of helpfulness to the young 
country's life. "He taught us to have the instincts 
of a gentleman," says an old Upper Canada College 
boy, and of the man who insisted that the door of 
the University should be an open one and color no 
bar to entrance there, his chronicler, sometime a stu- 
dent, writes: "He found a fallow field, but the earth 
was kindly and chief husbandman skilled, and he left 
it a comely vineyard, hardy, vigorous and abiding."' 

Scientist and Soldier 

School days and student life for Henry Holmes 
Croft, First Professor of Chemistry, in the University, 
were vividly picturesque. Taught first by a dashing 
sabreur who had staked and lost with Napoleon, 

then by a fiery Spanish refugee, the founder of the 
University Rifle Corps got a taste for chemistry 
under Maturin and his brilliant colleagues at John 
Walker's, and a good idea of military discipline from 
the Duke of Wellington and others about the Ord- 
nance Office in the days of clerkship there. On the 
great Faraday's advice this "persistent potterer in 
stinks," who outraged his family sense of smell by 
experiments in a cupboard under the kitchen stairs, 
was sent to Germany, achieving such scholastic fame 
that on graduation, Sir Charles Bagot, the Governor- 
General, appointed him to the King's College staff. 
As horticulturist, entomologist and musician, Croft's 
sincerity and social charm, as well as his catholicity 
of taste, led him from favor unto favor, and his in- 
fluence abides. His researches in toxicology were in- 
valuable, and many guiltless but suspected poisoners 
owe their life to him and through his agency more 
than one enemy to society was removed from the 
possibility of committing further crime. A church 
in San Diego where he died, and his laboratory at 
the University, built after the style of the Abbot's 
Kitchen in famous Glastonbury, and now called "The 
Croft Chapter House," are tangible memorials to a 
soldier and a scientist, who taught the value of chem- 
istry as applied to farming and practised the graces 
of good breeding in his daily life. 

Forneri the Crusader 

Brought up in the Roman Catholic faith, but later 
joining the communion of the Anglican Church, 
James Forneri was, in essentials, a crusader. More 
than his armorial bearings came to this scion of a 
noble Italian house from ancestors who went forth 
to wrest the Holy Sepulchre from Moslem grasp, and 
his story, told with graphic brevity by Mr. King, is 
one long, chivalrous romance from childhood in the 
Piedmont hills, to old age in his Canadian home. 
Under arms in France, Italy, Spain, always on the 
side of liberty, regardless of lost fortune and imperilled 
life, James Forneri found himself, at thirty-five, a 
political refugee in London with five shillings in his 
pocket and no word of English to help him find a 

By those who know his eldest son, Canon Richard 
Sykes Forneri, now of St. Luke's, Kingston, and 
others of his family, the story of the instant favor 
won by this courteous aristocrat from Italy will be 
quickly realized. And old 'Varsity students who 
imbibed their love of Moderns at his feet, can vouch 
for the brilliance of an intellect which could in a few 
months, master a new language and set its possessor 
in a place of power in educational work. 

Delightful as Mr. King's book is on its narrative 
side it may also play its part in disabusing the minds 
of many present-day students of the idea that scholar- 
ship cannot walk hand in hand with grace of speech 
and manner. 

McCaul: Croft: Forneri — these three, and the 
secret of the power of each was culture of this 
triune personality. G. C. M. White. 

From Dublin to Chicago: American Impres- 
sions, by George A. Birmingham. New York: 
George H. Doran & Co. Price, SI. 50 net. 

" Dublin to Chicago!" What visions these widely 
separated points conjure up for an Irishman! But 
when that Irishman is George A. Birmingham, we sit 
back waiting for the curtain to rise on an entertaining 
comedy of American life and manners. Nor are we 
disappointed. Whether we be Irish, Canadian or 
American, we cannot fail to be impressed by these 
shrewd and lively first impressions by one whose 
great success as a writer is due primarily to his keen 
powers of observation, coupled with a rare fund of 
sparkling humor, delightfully Irish in its spontaneity 
and freedom from anything that would hurt or offend. 



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In his novels portraying Irish life, George A. Bir- 
mingham gives ns characters which every Irishman 
knows to exist. They are real flesh and blood, and 
in this respect, perhaps, the genial author of "General 
John Regan" comes nearer Dickens than any of our 
living writers. We can talk about his characters as 
old acquaintances and laugh over their foibles. 

Many books have been written about the people 
of the United States, but in many of them we discover 
more about their failings than their virtues and rise 
with a feeling of detachment as if we had been in- 
specting a cage of gorillas and chimpanzees. "From 
Dublin to Chicago" brings us into intimate relations 
with our neighbors across the border, and we begin to 
shake off many of the prejudices we entertained re- 
garding the great Republic. George A. Birmingham, 
with that wonderful adaptability for which the Irish 
are noted, puts us at once on the most friendly terms 
with our Yankee cousins. There is no attempt to be 
smart at the expense of the American, and we rise 
from a perusal of the book with a real desire to be- 
come better acquainted with the manly men and the 
charming women the author has met. 

The book touches on the phases of American life 
in which most people are interested — newspaper men 
and politicians, the hustler, railways, the negro, 
woman, men and husbands, colleges and students, the 
Irishman abroad. All these come under the critical 
gaze of the humorist from Ireland, whose observa- 
tions are racy and shrewd, but never ungenerous or 

The American Woman 

So much has been said and written about the 
charms of the American woman that our first im- 
pulse was to satisfy our curiosity by reading what 
George Birmingham says about her. "The Ameri- 
can woman is singularly charming," he says. What 
more could one say? Her environment, her whole 
social existence, is arranged to enable her to be 
charming. "American social life seems to me — the 
word is one to apologize for — gynocentric. It is 
arranged with a view to the convenience and delight 
of women. Men come in where and how they can." 
Price Collier discovered a great difference between 
the social life of Britain and of America, the English 
home being ordered to suit the convenience of the 
man. This is one of the things in which Canada has 
followed the lead of the Republic. It is an open 
question how far this tendency to segregate the 
sexes, to create a social order in which man comes in 
where and how he can, is to the advantage of society 
in general. Certain it is that the plan fits in and 
that woman is not less charming, although her men 
folk are forced to live their own lives without much 
of her society. One wonders how much the Can- 
adian and American men have lost by this dominant 
feminist note in the social order of the respective 

Another point which the author touches is the 
freedom of the American woman compared with her 
English sister. Here again one may question the 
wisdom of extending this liberty so fully to the 
younger generations. It will come as a surprise to 
most men on this side to know that, left to his own 
devices, the Englishman has succeeded better than 
the American in getting the most out of life. The 
author takes up the question of club cooking, which 
is better in England than in America: "You may, 
and often do, get excellent dinners in private houses 
in England; but you are surer of an excellent dinner 
in a first-rate club. In America it is the other way 
about." The American has not succeeded so well in 
his own domain as woman has in her peculiarly fem- 
inist affairs. So thinks the author, who remarks: 
'The American woman has made the very most of 

her opportunities and has succeeded both in looking 
nice and in being an agreeable companion. In the 
art of putting on her clothes she has no superior ex- 
cept the Parisienne, and even in Paris itself it is often 
difficult to tell, without hearing her speak, whether 
the lady at the next table in the restaurant is French 
or American." The American woman, he holds, has 
an extra sense — the instinct for clothes. Much more 
the author has to say about the American woman and 
her husband which we leave the reader to enjoy in 
the full-length portraits found in the book itself 

Ireland Abroad 

"The educated American seems to have a great 
deal of affection for Ireland, but is not over fond of 
Irishmen." The Irishman in America has become 
unpopular through the doings of Tammany Hall. 
Another thing about him is that he never ceases to 
be Irish. He has a dual citizenship, but unlike the 
Ulster Irishman the southern and western emigrant 
never becomes thoroughly Americanized. Even his 
hatred of England is a thing apart from his American 
citizenship, and its remote cause not easily explained. 
Of the political changes in Ireland the author shrewdly 
observes: "The sense of nationality has to a very 
large extent passed out of Irish political life. The 
platform appeal of the politician to the voter in Ire- 
land now is far oftener an appeal to Irishmen as part 
of the British democracy than to Irishmen as mem- 
bers of a nation governed against its will by foreign- 
ers. The ideas of John O'Leary, even the ideas of- 
Parnell, have almost vanished from Irish political 
life. Instead of them we have the idea of interna- 
tional democracy." 

The book is full of suggestive material. The 
reader may sometimes question the author's conclu- 
sions, but he cannot fail to be charmed and impressed 
by the keen powers of observation revealed, and by 
the racy and thought-provoking deductions, crisp 
from the pen of a smiling Irishman who came straight 
from the cloisters of St. Patrick's Cathedral, Dublin, 
hallowed by memories of Swift and Stella. 

Essays on Books, by William Lyon Phelps. To- 
ronto: The Macmillan Co., Ltd. of Canada. 
Price, $1.50. 
Contributions in the first instance to various 
magazines, the author has done well to preserve 
these entertaining essays in more permanent and 
readable form. He covers a wide range in these 
essays and is always interesting and informative. 
The first essay on "Realism and Reality in Fiction" 
ought to be read and re-read by all writers of fiction. 
After reading it carefully the public might be spared 
some of the rare novels that flood the market. Zola 
was, perhaps, the greatest of modern realistic writers, 
but he was untrue to life as a whole. "What differ- 
ence does it make whether a woman sweats in the 
middle of her back or under her arms? I want to 
know how she thinks not how she feels." So, 
exclaimed the Russian novelist, Turgenev, when 
discussing with George Moore the appearance of 
Zola's L'Assomoir. This, as the author rightly 
concludes, indicates the true distinction between 
realism and reality. Or, to take another of his 
homely illustrations: "Zola was an artist of extra- 
ordinary energy, sincerity, and honesty; but, after 
all, when he gazed upon a dunghill, he saw and 
described a dunghill. Rostand looked steadfastly 
at the same object, and beheld the vision of Chantec- 
ler." The cardinal error of realism is that it selects 
one aspect of life, usually a physical aspect, and 
then insists that it has made a picture of life. "You 
cannot play a great symphony on one instrument, 
least of all on the triangle." Surely the following 
applies to many modern novels: "The Parisian 
dramatists are living in an atmosphere of half-truths 
and shams, grubbing in the divorce courts and 


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living upon the maintenance of social intrigue just 
as comfortably as any bully upon the earnings of 
a prostitute. How shall we discern reality in the 
welter of realism?" Reality, by its very essence, 
is spiritual, and may be accompanied by a back- 
ground that is contemporary, ancient, or purely 
mythical. . . . Compare La Traviata with the first 
act of Die Walkure and see the difference between 
realism and reality." 

Liberty of the Imagination 

Another keynote struck by the author in this 
most entertaining chapter, is his insistence upon 
liberty. "A fixed creed, whether it be a creed of 
optimism, pessimism, realism, or romanticism, is 
a positive nuisance to an artist. In this most people 
will concur. The world is getting away, more and 
more, from the cramping, enervating influence of 
fixed creeds. 

"Joseph Conrad, all of whose novels have the 
unmistakable air of reality, declares that the novelist 
should have no programme of any kind and no set 
rules. In a memorable phrase he cries, 'Liberty of 
the imagination should be the most precious posses- 
sion of a novelist. ' Optimism may be an insult 
to the sufferings of humanity, but, says Mr. Con- 
rad, pessimism is intellectual arrogance. He will 
have it that while the ultimate meaning of life — 
if there be one — is hidden from us, at all events this 
is a spectacular universe." 

A Word for the Critics 

Mr. Phelps holds that every critic ought to 
have a hospitable mind. "His attitude towards 
life in general should be like that of an old-fashioned 
host at the door of a country inn, ready to welcome 
all guests except criminals. It is impossible," he 
adds, "to judge with any fairness a new poem, a 
new opera, a new picture, a new novel, if the critic 
have preconceived opinions as to what poetry, 
music, painting, and fiction should be. We are all 
such creatures of convention that the first impression 
made by reality in any form of art is sometimes a 
distinct shock, and we close the windows of our 
intelligence and draw the blinds that the fresh air 
and the new light may not enter in. Just as no 
form of art is so strange as life, so it may be the 
strangeness of reality in books, in pictures, and in 
music that makes our attitude one of resistance 
rather than of welcome." 

Who are the truly great novelists? After a 
century it is possible to write their names in the 
Hall of Fame. But we should be able to distinguish 
them while in the flesh. Arnold Bennett says a 
great novelist must have great qualities of mind. 
He must be able to conceive the ideal without losing 
sight of the fact that it is a human world we live in. 
Above all, what counts most is the texture of his 
mind. "Fielding lives unequalled among English 
novelists because the broad nobility of his mind 
is unequalled." Mr. Phelps contends that the great 
novelist is not only in harmony with life; "his 
characters seen to move with the stars in their 
courses." Above all the great novelist must have 
faith: "The mind, heart and soul of Dickens were 
ablaze with faith — faith in God and in humanity. 
This is one of the reasons why he succeeded so 
well in the great work of cheering us all up. Faith 
was the furnace that warmed every room in the 
great structures he built." "Essays on Books", 
will while away many a pleasant hour. 

A Far Journey: An Autobiography, by Abraham 
Mitrie Rihbany. Boston: Houghton, Mifflin 
Co. Price, $1.75 net. 

A volume that reveals an intimate acquaintance 
with Syria, is "A Far Journey," an autobiography, 

by Abraham Mitrie Rihbany, and published by the 
Houghton, Mifflin Company. The author was born 
in Syria, was brought up in its primitive social life, 
and is one of the thousands of foreign immigrants to 
the New World who have become westernized. The 
rich coloring of the East, when painted by an artist 
like Kinglake, opens up to us a new world, peopled 
by strange people, but when the artist is native-born 
there is the added wealth of atmosphere and feeling 
which reflects the national sentiment. This does not 
imply that a greater than Kinglake is here, but 
rather that the life-story of a westernized native- 
born Syrian is stranger and more interesting to the 
westerner than the travel talk of one of his own race. 

An Immigrant from Syria 

Some twenty years ago the lad Abraham Mitrie 
Rihbany arrived at Ellis Island with nine cents in 
his pocket, a robust constitution and a firm belief 
that the crock of gold was to be found by following 
the star of Columbus. To-day he is an American 
clergyman. His story first appeared in the Atlantic 
Monthly, where it attracted wide notice. Working 
with his father as a stone mason in the primitive 
social order of his native Syria — much the same to- 
day as it was ten thousand years and more, when 
it formed the background of Biblical narrative — the 
author steps into the lights and shadows of New 
York, the gateway to the most modern and progres- 
sive country in the world. The sudden transition 
from the stagnant Orient to the palpitating Occident ; 
from the incense-laden atmosphere of the Greek 
Orthodox Church to the Puritanical simplicity of the 
American Protestant communion, is vividly recalled 
in a book rich with impressions of a most realistic 
flavor. What seductive spell lures the simple Oriental 
to the great Democracy of the West, and, having 
lured him, makes him its own? Five years after 
landing on American soil we find this Syrian fired by 
"the disgrace and ultimate ruin of cheap money," 
taking part in the political campaign of 1896, one of 
the most spectacular campaigns in the history of the 

Graphic Pen Portraits 

But it is in the descriptions of his native Syria, 
his home life and the graphic pen portraits of Oriental 
types that the reader will enjoy a quiet hour with the 
author. The customs and habits of the people are 
those of the Bible period. The crowd of friends on 
the flat housetop watching the coming of the bride, 
the bridegroom's procession — all recall the Biblical 
scenes as witnessed two thousand years ago. Syria 
cannot fail to be influenced by the world-events now 
shaking the foundations of society, and the author 
reveals to us a people not wholly indifferent to the 
yearnings of a national existence which has been so 
long denied them. 

How Belgium Saved Europe, by Dr. Charles 
Sarolea, Belgian Consul in Edinburgh, with a 
preface by Count Goblet D'Alviella, Belgian 
Secretary of State. Toronto: The Musson 
Book Co., Ltd. 
There is no one better qualified than the author 
to write of the achievements of the gallant Belgians 
in this campaign. Dr. Sarolea is a Belgian, and has 
acted as war correspondent for The London Chronicle 
since the outbreak of the European conflict. A 
close personal friend of the King of Belgium, and 
in intimate touch with Belgian affairs, the author 
writes with the authority of one who knows whereof 
he speaks. When the war broke out his father 
and mother were arrested, and his wife and children 
just succeeded in escaping from the country twenty- 
four hours before the arrival of the German hordes. 
He spent four years as a student in Liege, and knows 
every street of the Walloon City that held up the 
German advance. 



New Books of the Month — Continued. 

Belgium's Part 

It is sometimes forgotten that Belgium actually 
saved Europe. Too late to prevent the violation 
of Belgian neutrality, the Anglo-French allies have 
been unable to save that country from the horrors 
and atrocities of German occupation. Unaided, 
the Belgian army had to bear in splendid isolation 
the full force of the German invasion, and, unaided, 
checked the advance at Liege sufficiently long to 
enable France and Britain to get their armies into the 
field. When the French committed the gigantic 
blunder of invading Alsace-Lorraine and advancing 
on Muelhausen northern France was practically 
left unprotected. But for the Belgian defence 
Paris and Calais would have been in the hands of 
the enemy in the first mad rush of invasion, and 
France crushed by her powerful foe. 

The author gives a most vivid account of the 
other battles that preceded the fall of Namur, 
Brussels and Antwerp. Of the atrocities laid at the 
door of the Germans Dr. Sarolea writes at length, 
and makes out a convincing case against the de- 
spoiler of Louvain and Rheims. 

Sizing Up Uncle Sam: Vest Pocket Essays (not 
especially serious) on the United States, by 

George Fitch. New York: Frederick A. Stokes 

Uncle Sam has been photographed, cinemato- 
graphed and sketched from every conceivable angle 
of view, but it has been left to George Fitch, seven- 
tenths a Yankee, to discover in his Uncle some 
peculiarities and virtues that have been overlooked 
by the conducted tourist in search of copy for travel- 
ling expenses. George Fitch does not pretend to 
treat the subject seriously. Decked in cap and bells, 
he pokes fun at the forty-eight States, each of which 
"has some separate and distinct excuse for extreme 
pride." But beneath the raillery and satire may be 
discovered some gems of truth, telling thrusts that 
pierce the ribs of the toughest pachyderm that bosses 
Tammany in New York or cans pig's cheeks in Chi- 
cago. It is a running commentary on men and move- 
ments, an encyclopedic survey of the manners and 
customs, the vices and virtues of eighty million peo- 
ple. Nothing escapes the lynx eye of the author as 
he wanders from Dan to Beersheeba — from the At- 
lantic to the Pacific seaboard. 


The Influence of King Edward and Other 
Essays, by Viscount Esher. London: John 
Murray. Price, 7s. 6d. net. 
A reprint of articles from The Times, the West- 
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National & Quarterly Reviews, that covers a wide 
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Origins and Destiny of Imperial Britain, by 

Prof. J. A. Cramb. Toronto: The Musson 

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Reprint of a course of lectures delivered in 1900 
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and deals with the future of Britain and her Imperial 

A Book About Authors, by A. R. Hope Mon- 

crieff. Toronto: The Macmillan Co. of Canada, 


In this delightfully breezy volume the author 

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were published under the name of Ascott R. Hope 

and other pseudonyms. His views on books and 

writers are highly entertaining. There is much 

solid advice for would-be authors and sidelights 
upon great writers which the reader will thoroughly 

Studies in Literature and History, by the Late 
Right Hon. Sir Alfred Lyall, P.C. London: 
John Murray. Price, 10s. 6d. 
Essays from the pen of a distinguished man of 

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Essays on Books, by William Lyon Phelps. To- 
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Bright, entertaining and critical the author 
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Essential of English Speech and Literature, by 

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Outlines the origin and growth of English and 
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An appreciative tribute to Mr. Shaw by the 
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Windbells of Summer, by Leone Scott. 12mo. 
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Prose sketches interspersed with music. 

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A play in four discussions, taking up the problem 
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READERS of the Life of Scott may recollect 
an anecdote that shows how eagerly the 
public of those days welcomed the latest 
novel from the pen of the Author of Waverley. In 
this case the book was "The Fortunes of Nigel." 
Constable, the publisher, then near London, wrote 
as follows to Sir Walter Scott: "I was in town 
yesterday, and so keenly were the people devouring 
my friend Jingling Geordie, that I actually saw 
them reading it in the streets as they passed along. 
I assure you there is no exaggeration in this. A 
new novel from the Author of Waverley puts aside — 
in other words, puts down for the time — every other 
literary performance. The smack Ocean, by which 
the new work was shipped, arrived at the wharf 
on Sunday; the bales were got out by one on Mon- 
day morning, and before half-past ten o'clock, 
7,000 copies had been dispersed." 

Scott, of course, was the literary giant of those 

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=gj he was pre-eminently a 
popular author. At the 
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read by the mass of the 
people is undoubtedly 
Sir A. Conan Doyle, 
and of all his books those 
relating to Sherlock 
Holmes are the favorites 
of the public. Unusual 
importance, therefore, 
attaches to the an- 
nouncement by Messrs. 
Hodder & Stoughton, 
Ltd., of a new full- 
length Sherlock Holmes 
novel — the first in ten 
years — entitled "The 
Valley of Fear." 

When the reader 
finds the Wizard of Baker 
Street investigating the dark mystery of an old 
English moated mansion and apparently waiting 
for his unknown prey in the darkened study of the 
Manor House of Birlstone, armed with nothing 
more formidable than Dr. Watson's crook-handled 
umbrella — while Inspector Macdonald, of the official 
force and the local police are wasting their energies 
looking for a man in a yellow overcoat who is reported 
from Leicester, Nottingham, East Ham, Richmond 
and a dozen or so other places throughout the length 
and breadth of the land — he may guess that this 
is a book that is a worthy successor to the "Adven- 
tures" and the "Study in Scarlet." 

The scene of the second part of "The Valley of 
Fear" is laid in the coal and iron districts of America, 
and tells how a powerful criminal organization 
spread terror for miles around, but was eventually 
run to earth. In the background of the picture is 
the figure, or rather the sinister influence, of Holmes' 
old enemy, the powerful and cunning Prof. Moriarty. 




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Songs of Kabir, by Rabandrinith Tagore. To- 
ronto: The Macmillan Co. of Canada. $1.25 net. 

Crack O' Dawn, by Fannie Stearns Davis. 12mo. 
New York: The Macmillan Co. $1.00. 

Short poems by the author of "Myself and I." 

The Witch-Maid and Other Verses, by Dorothea 
Mackellar. 12mo. New York: E. P. Dutton 
& Co. $1.00. 

Short lyrics, many of which have appeared in 

Plays, by Leonid Andreyeff. 12mo. Translated 

from the Russian by Clarence L. Meader and 

Fred. Newton Scott. New York: Charles Scrib- 

ner's Sons. 

Contains three of Andreyeff's plays, "The Black 

Maskers," "The Life of Man," and "The Sabine 

Women," with a critical appreciation. 

Rhymes of Little Folks, by Burges Johnson. 
12mo. New York: G. P. Putnam's Sons. $1.00. 

A companion volume to Mr. Johnson's "Ryhmes 
of Little Boys." 

Creation, by Horace Holley. 12mo. New York: 
Mitchell Kennerley. 
A collection of post-impressionist poems. 

The Dramatic Works of Gerhart Hauptmann, 

Edited by Ludwig Lewisohn. 12mo. New 
York: B. W. Huebsch. Volume V., Symbolic 
and Legendary Dramas. $1.50. 

Contains translations of second group of Haupt- 
mann's Symbolic and Legendary Dramas, "Schluck 
and Jau," "And Pippa Dances," "Charlemagne's 


Cancer: Its Cause and Treatment, by L. Duncan 
Bulklev. 12mo. New York: Paul B. Hoeber. 
$1.50. ' 

Analysis of what has been done regarding this 
disease. The author, senior physician at the New 
York Skin and Cancer Hospital, gives his experi- 
ence during thirty years in its dietetic and medical 

Practical Talks on Farm Engineering, by R. P. 

Clarkson. 12mo. Toronto: The Musson Book 
Co., Ltd. 

The author, Professor of Engineering, Acadia 
University, Nova Scotia, has been connected for 
years with the Rural New Yorker. 

Wild Flower Preservation, by May Coyley and 
C. A. Weatherby. 12mo. New York: Frederick 
A. Stokes Co. $1.35. 

Practical advice and illustrations to serve as a 
collector's guide. 

The Rights and Remedies of Creditors Respect- 
ing Their Debtor's Property, by Garrard 
Glenn. 8vo. Boston: Little, Brown & Co. 
Contains the substance of a special course of 

lectures delivered at the Law School of Columbia 


Nature and Nurture in Mental Development, 

by F. W. Mott. 12mo. New York: Paul B. 
Hoeber. $1.50. 

Treats of mental hygiene in relation to the 
inborn characters of the child and its environment. 

Getting the Most Out of Business, by E. St. 

Elmo Lewis. 8vo. New York: The Ronald 
Press Co. 

Discusses the "application of the scientific 
method to business practice." 

Practical Tropical Sanitation, by W. Alex. Muir- 
head. 12mo. New York: E. P. Dutton & 
Co. $3.50. 
Intended as a "manual for sanitary inspectors 

and others interested in the prevention of disease 

in tropical and sub-tropical countries." 

The State, by Franz Oppenheimer. 12mo. Indian- 
apolis: The Bobbs-Merrill Co. 
Sociological view of the State's history. 

International Trade and Exchange, by H. G. 

Brown. Toronto: The Macmillan Co. of Can- 
ada. $1.50 net. 

Year Book of Social Progress, 1914-1915. To- 
ronto: Thomas Nelson & Sons. 5s. net. 


Arundel, by E. F. Benson. 12mo. Toronto: Wm. 
Briggs. $1.25. 

Starting in India, the story moves to suburban 
England. The hero is a young man accustomed 
to prosperity who has some rude "awakenings." 


Author of " The;Turmoil." one of the most striking 
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The Man of Iron, by Richard Dehan. 12mo. 
Toronto: S. B. Gundy. $1.35. 
A historical novel laid in the time of the Franco- 
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Through Stained Glass, by George Agnew 
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Co. $1.30. 
The story has to do with certain Southern people, 
who went to Brazil shortly after the civil war. The 
scenes are laid in Brazil, Europe, and New England. 
The author's first novel, "Home," appeared anony- 
mously a year ago. 

A Lover's Tale, by Maurice Hewlett. 12mo. New 
York: Charles Scribner's Sons. $1.25. 
A romance of Iceland in the days of the Vikings. 



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James L. Ford 

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The Ladder 

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New Books of the Month — Continued. 

The Valley of Fear, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. 
12mo. Toronto: Hodder & Stoughton, Ltd. 

Sherlock Holmes and Dr. Watson reappear in this 
murder mystery story. Half of the novel is laid in 
this country. 

The Archbishop's Test, by E. M. Green. 12mo. 
New York: E- P. Dutton & Co. $1.00. 
A story that aims to "show how the Christian 
may be ' free, ' indeed, and how the Church may, 
by reverting to first principles, attain a vitality 
and spirituality now too often lacking." 

Sanine, by Michael Artzibashef. 12mo. New York 
B. W. Heubsch. $1.35. 
Characterized by Professor William Lyon Phelps 
as "the most sensational novel published in Russia 
during the last five years." Translated by Percy 
Pinkerton, with a preface by Gilbert Cannan. 

Red Fleece, by Will Levington Comfort. 12mo. 
New York: George H. Doran Co. $1.25. 

The story of the Russian advance in the present 

The Flying U's Last Stand, by B. M. Bower. 
Boston: Little, Brown & Co. $1.30. 

A story of Montana ranch life by the author 
of "Chip of the Flying U." 

The Empty House and Other Ghost Stories, 

by Algernon Blackwood. 12mo. New York: 

Donald C. Vaughan. $1.35. 
Mr. Blackwood's first published book of short 
stories, out of print for many years, and now appear- 
ing for the first time in this country. 

The Seven Darlings, by Gouverneur Morris. 
New York: Charles Scribner's Sons. $1.35. 

The story of six sisters and a brother, who are 
suddenly left penniless by the death of their father. 

Patricia, by Edith Henrietta Fowler, (Hon. Mrs. 

Robert Hamilton.) 12mo. New York: G. P. 

Putnam's Sons. $1.25. 
Story of a woman who incorporates in a bio- 
raphy, at her publisher's instigation, letters not 
intended for publicity. 

Sinister Island, by Charles Wadsworth Camp. 

12mo. New York: Dodd, Mead & Co. $1.25. 

A mystery story of an island in the Mississippi 

delta that used to be the resort of pirates and slave 


Stories and Poems, by Bret Harte. 12mo. Boston: 
Houghton Mifflin Co. $1.50. 

Most of the material comes from files of old 
Californian newspapers and was contributed dur- 
ing Bret Harte's "formative period." It is prac- 
tically a new volume of the author's prose and 
verse, and appears as Vol. XX in the Riverside 

Myriam and the Mystic Brotherhood, by Maude 
Lesseuer Howard. 12mo. Elkhart, Ind.: Occult 
Publishing Co. $1.25. 
First of a series of mystical novels "aiming to 

impart some of the more important occult teachings." 

The Taming of Amorette, by Anne Warner. 
Boston, Mass.: Little, Brown & Co. $1.00. 
Describes humorously the method employed by 
a husband "to cure his attractive wife of her interest 
in other men." 

Molly, by Jean Louise de Forest. 12mo. New 
York: Sully & Kleinteich. $1.25. 
Romance of American village life. 

Martha of the Mennonite Country, by Helen 
R. Martin. 12mo. New York: Doubleday, 
Page & Co. $1.35. 

The story of a novelist hunting for "local color" 
in a "Pennsylvania Dutch" town. 

Mrs. Martin's Man, by St. John G. Ervine, To- 
ronto: The Macmillan Co. of Canada. $1.25. 

The Turmoil, by Booth Tarkington. Toronto: 
The Musson Book Co., Ltd. 

The White Man's Burden, by T. Shirby Hodge. 
Boston: Richard G. Badger. $1.00. 
"A satirical forecast" of an epoch some thirty 
centuries hence, when the negro is described as 
"the representative of the highest civilization." 

Little Comrade, by Burton E. Stevenson. 12mo. 
New York: Henry Holt & Co. $1.20. 
A story of the European war, in which a young 
American Surgeon, who has been attending the 
Congress of Surgeons at Vienna, is caught in the 
Belgium campaign. 

Angela's Business, by Henry Sydnor Harrison. 
12mo. Toronto: Wm. Briggs. $1.35. 
Describes the search of "a very modern young 
man, who thought he understood the opposite 
sex," for "a womanly woman." 

A Reluctant Adam, by Sidney Williams. 12mo. 
Boston: Houghton Mifflin Co. $1.35. 

A story in which five women fall in love with 
the hero. 

Pepper, by Holworthy Hall. 12mo. New York: 
The Century Co. $1.30. 

A story of undergraduate life at Harvard Uni- 

Bealby, by H. G. Wells. 12mo. New York: The 
Macmillan Co. $1.35. 

A humorous story telling of an English boy's 
revolt against certain plans that were made for 
him and who "ran away" in consequence. 

Lieutenant What's His Name, by Jacques and 
May Futrelle. 12mo. Indianapolis: Bobbs- 
Merrill Co. $1.25. 

A story of American army life, involving the 

Lost Sheep, by Vere Shortt. 12mo. New York: 
John Lane Co. $1.25. 
A story of the French Legion in North Africa. 

A Siren of the Snows, by Stanley Shaw. Boston: 
Mass: Little, Brown & Co. $1.30. 

A story of the United States Secret Service. The 
scenes are laid in Canada, New York, and Vermont. 

Brunei's Tower, by Eden Phillpots. 12mo. New 
York: The Macmillan Co. $1.50. 

A story of life in a pottery community in the 
West of England. 

Sheep's Clothing, by Louis Joseph Vance. 12mo. 
Toronto: The Copp, Clark Co. $1.25. 
Much of this story of adventure takes place on 
an Atlantic liner, and involves the attempt to smuggle 
valuable jewellery through the Custom House. 

The Voice in the Fog, by Harold MacGrath. 12mo. 
Indianapolis: The Bobbs-Merrill Co. 75c. 

The story starts with a London fog. The heroine 
is the only child of a multi-millionaire. 

Amarilly of Clothes-Line Alley, by Belle K. 
Maniates. 12mo. Toronto: McClelland, Good- 
child & Stewart. $1.00. 

Tells of the influence on various people of a 
small scrub-girl. 



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IT has been said that the man with a hobby is 
never at a loss for amusement; and when that 
man lights upon a guide book for his particular 
interest as complete as Mr. Reed's latest work, 
"The Canadian Bird Book" (The Musson Book 
Co., Ltd., $3.00 net), he may count himself fortunate 
indeed. For while there are various pocket guides 
that are useful enough in their way to the student 
of bird life in his country rambles, their compass 
is naturally limited by considerations of size and 
portability. But here is a veritable reference 
library for the enthusiast. And any city dweller 
who regularly takes a summer vacation and who 
has never interested himself in this subject can 
have but little idea of the 
amount of enjoyment that 
can be derived therefrom. The 
writer knows this from a 
former acquaintance with an 
enthusiastic bird-fancier. Mr. 
Reed's book contains illus- 
trations in colors of more than 
five hundred birds of all varie- 
ties from every part of the 
country. These illustrations 
being more than an inch in 
height, every detail of real 
life is faithfully reproduced. 
There are also many hundred 
representations (not in color) 
of eggs in life size and nu- 
erous unusual photographs 
of birds in flight and in their 
natural haunts. The de- 
scriptions are in great detail, 
showing the Latin names, 
the colors of the birds, their 
size and appearance, their 
eggs and nests, the range of 
their habitat and their habits. 
Readers of W. W. Jacobs' 
"Short Cruises" may call 
to mind the third game of 

draughts played by Mr. Nathaniel Clark and Mrs. 
Bowman — "It had been a difficult game for Mr. 
Clark, the lady's mind having been so occupied 
with other matters that he had had great difficulty 
in losing. Indeed, it was only by pushing an occa- 
sional piece of his own off the board that he had 
succeeded." His object was to lose the game. In 
"Lee's Guide to the Game of Draughts" (The 
Musson Book Co., Ltd., Cloth, 60c. net), the art 
of winning the game is the object aimed at. Most 
people on this side of the Atlantic know this pastime 
by the name of "Checkers," but it is the same fine 
old game. This is a new edition of "Lee's Guide "— 
a book that has made many friends — revised and 
extended by John W. Dawson. It gives the standard 
rules, a host of problems, and examples of numerous 
games played to win or draw. There is what appears 

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NEPHE W^by Montague 

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to be an ancient form of draughts much played 
in French Canada, on a very large board, and with 
some intricacies foreign to the usual game, which 
is well worth examination by lovers of indoor amuse- 

"The Competitive Nephew," by Montague Glass 
(The Musson Book Co., Ltd., Illustrated, SI. 25), 
is a volume containing the cream of Mr. Glass's 
work for the past year or two. The author is known 
far and wide in America as the creator of "Potash 
and Perlmutter." That delightful pair took New 
York and London by storm for a whole year, and 
the present tales are of the people our author knows 
so thoroughly and whose virtues and weaknesses 
he lights up with such humour and sympathy. In 
the title story, "The Competitive Nephew," the 
black vice of nepotism has its obverse side, and a 
very shining one at that. O. Henry would have 

enjoyed the plight of Bessie 
in "His Wife's Relations," 
for she was confronted with 
the distressing alternative of 
approaching the altar with 
no bridegroom at all or with 
two. And don't miss "The 
Sorrows of Seiden." In 
truth the tales are all worth 
while, full of laughter and 
human kindness, and one puts 
down the volume with a feel- 
ing that to have read it is to 
have opened a door on a 
new world of men and women 
whose lives are full of tender, 
amusing, picturesque things. 
"Johnny Appleseed," by 
Eleanor Atkinson, author of 
Greyfriars Bobby" (The Mus- 
son Book Co. , Ltd . , Illustrated , 
cloth, $1.25 net), is a sym- 
pathetic interpretation of a 
real character into whose un- 
usual and quaint personality 
the author has succeeded in 
penetrating as she did into 
the dog nature of the real 
"Greyfriars Bobby." All 
the poetry of early American frontier life, with its 
hardships, its courage, its sacrifices, and its joys, 
fills the pages of the book with as delicate a fragrance 
as that of the apples "Johnny " loved. It is a portion 
of American border romance that waited to be 
written, not the fighting only, but the upbuilding, 
the conquering of the forests, the making " the wilder- 
ness blossom like a rose." 







New Books of the Month — Continued. 

The Haunted Heart, by Agnes and Egerton Castle. 
12mo. New York: D. Appleton & Co. $1.35. 
A love stc'ry depicting the gradual healing of an 
estrangement that had come between two lovers. 

The Dusty Road, by Therese Tyler. 12mo. To- 
ronto: Thomas Langton. $1.25. 
Story of the daughter of a Philadelphia woman 
of high social position but with little means. 

The Final Verdict, by Sidney L. Nyburg. 12mo. 
Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott Co. $1.00. 
Six stories hinging upon "the question as to 
whether human law does not often defeat its own 
end by being unable to deal with problems" out- 
side of its realm. 

The Rose-Garden Husband, by Margaret Widde- 
mer. 12mo. Toronto: McClelland, Goodchild 
& Stewart. $1.00. 
Described as a "cheer-up book," in which is 

given the love story of a librarian. 

The Mystery of Lucien Delorme, by Guy de 

Teramond. 12mo. Toronto: Thomas Langton. 
A mystery story involving the murder of a Paris 
millionaire, and calling forth the psychic powers of 
one of the characters for its solution. 

On the Fighting Line, by Constance Smedley. 
12mo. New York: G. P. Putnam's Sons. $1.35. 

Analyzes social conditions and tendencies, but is 
not a story based on the European war. 

A Far Country, by Winston Churchill. Toronto: 
The Macmillan Co. of Canada. $1.50. 

Betty- All-Alone, by Meg Villars. Toronto : McLeod 
& Allan. $1.25. 

The Secret of the Reef, by Harold Bindloss. To- 
ronto: McLeod & Allan. $1.30 net. 

The Seven Darlings, by Gouverneur Morris. 
Toronto: McLeod & Allen. $1.35 net. 

A novel of healthy, modern, out-of-door adven- 
ture and romance. 

Little Sir Galahad, by Phoebe Gray. Toronto: 
McLeod & Allen. $1.35 net. 

Story of a little invalid boy. 

The Voice in the Fog, by Harold MacGrath. 
Toronto: McLeod & Allen. 75c. net. 

The Ragged Messenger, by W. B. Maxwell. To- 
ronto: McLeod & Allen. $1.35 net. 
A book which comes at a time when the world 
needs to hear a new the messenger crying: "Peace 
on earth, good will to men." 

Felix Tells it, by Lucy Pratt. 12mo. New York: 
D. Appleton & Co. $1.25. 

The ten-year-old Felix tells a story, founded 
on his own experience, ' 'about the nature of fathers 
and mothers." 


The Early Church, by George Hodges. 8vo. 
Boston: Houghton Mifflin Co. $1.75. 

History of the Church from Ignatius to Augustine. 

The Bible and Life, by Edwin Holt Hughes. 12mo. 

New York: The Methodist Book Concern. $1.00. 

First series of "The Mendenhall Lectures," 

delivered at de Pauw University. The author is a 

Bishop of the Methodist Episcopal Church. 

Challenge of the Church: Rationalism Refuted, 

by George H. Bennett. Cincinnati: The 
Methodist Book Concern. 
A reply to the Oregon Rationalist Society. 

Soc'al Messages, by Charles W. Barnes. 12mo. 

New York: The Methodist Book Concern. 

50c. [ 
"The New Sanctification " defined as the "cleans- 
ing of the social order from selfishness, injustice, 
and wro g." 

The Christian Year, by the Rev. Walker Gwynne. 
12mo. New York: Longmans, Green & Co. 75c. 
A popular manual describing the purpose and 
history of the Christian Year. 

The Revelation of Discovery, by the Right Rev. 
Charles H. Brent. 12mo. New York: Long- 
mans, Green & Co. $1.00. 
A series of papers on religious subjects, some 

of which have appeared in The Churchman, by 

the Bishop of the Philippine Islands. 

Jesus As He Was and Is, by Samuel G. Craig. 

12mo. New York: George H. Doran Co. $1.00. 

This book's purpose is "to show that Jesus is 

the dynamic through which the best aspirations 

of our age may be realized." 

Child Study, by the Rev. G. H. Dix. 12mo. New 
York: Longmans, Green & Co. 50c. 
Has special application to religious teaching. 
The author is a teacher and lecturer on psychology 
and "a hard-working parish priest." 

What Ought I to Do? by George Trumbull Ladd. 

12mo. New York: Longmans, Green & Co. 

The second volume in a new series of books by 
Prof. Ladd treating of practical questions in popular 

A Sunday-School Tour of the Orient, by Frank 
L- Brown. New York: Doubleday, Page & Co. 
Issued under the authority of the World's Sunday- 
School Association. 

The Rise of Modern Religious Ideas, by Arthur 
Cushman McGiffert. New York: The Mac- 
millan Co. $1.50 net. 
An effort to contribute to an understanding of 

the modern situation by showing the relation of 

the religious thought of the day to the theology of 

the past. 

The Stewardship of Faith, by Kirsopp Lake. 8vo. 

New York: G. P. Putnam's Sons. $1.50. 

(Lowell Lectures.) 
A study of early Christianity based on a series 
of lectures given last year by the Professor of Early 
Christian Literature in Harvard University. 

The Gospel of Jesus and the Problems of 
Democracy, by Henry C. Vedder. Toronto: 
The Macmillan Co. of Canada. $1.50 net. 

Vital Elements of Preaching, by Arthur S. Hoyt. 

Toronto: The Macmillan Co of Canada. $1.50 

Social Christianity in the Orient, by J. C. Clough. 

Toronto: The Macmillan Co. of Canada. $1.50 

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Read Other Books For What You Wish 
But For a Good Laugh, Read 



This book promises to take the country by storm and repeat the success of 
"David Harum." To borrow a much abused phrase, "it's a scream" — one 
continuous laugh from end to end — the most refreshing, wholesome, clean 
humor in a book that we have come across in years. No straining after effect, 
no pilfering nor making over old "jokes," nothing imaginary nor unreal, but 
something genuine, mirth inspiring, that could happen every day, and perhaps 
is happening, but which has never been utilized in story form until now. It 
is a cure for the blues. 

Ruggles is the valet of a down-and-out English nobleman who wagers him in a game of draw 
poker with a Western American senator, and — loses him. In consequence, Ruggles becomes an 
inmate of the senator's household, and his particular duty is to tutor an uncouth nephew of the 
senator's wife in the matter of dress and deportment. Mrs. Senator has great social ambitions and 
desires to assume the role of mentor of the amenities of the social life of her home town on her re- 
turn to the States. 

While in Paris in company with the valet, Gilbert, the nephew, meets an old friend from the 
West, and the greetings of the two and the astonishment and wonder of Ruggles create o f 
the most intensely humorous situations possible to conceive. Incident after incident of a ludic- 
rous nature follows closely, and is kept up to the end of the book. 

It is impossible for Gilbert, with his Western democratic ideas, to reconcile the relations of 
master and valet, and he accepts the arrangement simply because he thinks it is the custom but 
still an infringement on the rights of the free-born American citizen. He introduces Ruggles as 
"my friend, the Colonel," to all his acquaintances, and carries this to such an extent on their 
arrival at home, that the local papers announce that the senator has as a house guest the distin- 
guished English military strategist, Col. Ruggles, which forces the family to play him off as such 
instead of utilizing his services as valet to Gilbert. The entrance of the valet into the social life 
of Red Gap as the distinguished guest of the senator brings him into the social adventures c e 
town society. 

The newspapers were filled with the daring exploits of the Colonel, and introductions were sought, 
until the aunt was submerged with confusion. The valet plays his new role with all the dignity, 
supergrand air native to the aristocratic army set of England. 

There is a bitter social warfare being carried on in Red Gap between the bohemian and the ultra- 
fashionable stratas, the former headed by a Klondike divorcee and the latter by the aspiring aunt. 
Finally the Klondike crowd captures the valet-colonel by providing the necessary funds to start him 
in the restaurant business. 

His old English master visits him, becomes a social lion, but alas! he falls in love with the 

Klondike woman. The valet, horrified, sends for his old master's brother, the Earl of 

to come and save his brother from making an unfortunate alliance. The Earl arrives, goes to the 
home of the senator as the most exalted specimen of English nobility that ever happened, 
seeks his brother at the home of the Klondike person, expostulates with him, but he also falls a 
victim to her charms and marries her. 

Then the fashionable for the first time discover what a wonderful personage the new duchess is, 
and by overwhelming her with praise and attention secure her tacit forgiveness. Ruggles marries 
his cook and becomes a hero — but why continue, everyone must read RUGGLES OF RED GAP. 


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How to See a Play, by Richard Burton 4 

Random Thoughts on Literature and Art, by Professor Pelham Edgar, 

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A New Pastime 6 

How I Began, by Rev. James B. Dollard 7 

Our Portrait Gallery — Father Dollard 8 

The Bookshop 9 

Byways in Bookland 10 

Instructions of King Cormac 10 

This and This, by Sylvia Lynd 10 

Young Canada Reading Club 11 

New Books of the Month 12 

A Constructive Basis for Theology 14 

British Novelists 21 

Notes and Comments 

The extent to which the war continues to absorb 
the public mind is nowhere more visible than in 
university circles. Take, for instance, the current 
issue of Queen's Quarterly. Of the nine special 
articles, eight relate to the war. This, after all, is not 
astonishing, having regard to the momentous issues at 
stake. Money and men play a not unimportant part 
in the final balancing of accounts between us and our 
enemies, but the value of national concentration should 
not be underestimated. The task of our statesmen 
and generals will be considerably lightened and the 
morale of our soldiers sustained in the fight, by the 
knowledge that those behind are eagerly following 
the fortunes of the contending armies, realizing that 
this is a war of life or death, of liberty or slavery. 
One reason, perhaps, why our University magazines 
give such prominence to articles bearing on the war 
is that the country looks to the universities for a lead 
in the discussion of the political and ethical questions 
involved. In Germany it is the university professors 
who mould and direct public opinion. The difference 
between German professors and those of the British 
Empire arises out of the essential differences between 
the outlook of the two peoples, which is well set out 
in Queen's Quarterly by Mr. David H. Browne in an 
examination into the mainsprings of Anglo-Saxon 
action. Mr. Browne finds the key to national charac- 
ter in the fact that the Anglo-Saxon, "by his training 
and tradition, by his education, his religious and moral 
habit, and his instinctive philosophy, looks upon him- 
self as a free, willing agent, responsible for the pro- 
gress of himself and his fellow-men. He conceives of 
himself primarily as an individual with free choice of 
action." On the other hand, the proneness of the 
German mind is to " flow into and fill the moulds pro- 
vided therefor." This applies to German professors 
and people alike. 

Another topic of discussion at the present time is 
the claim the Germans make to be the most cultured 
and progressive nation in the world. Mr. E. F. Scott, 
writing on "Germany's Contribution to Modern Cul- 
ture," pricks the Prussian bubble and while conceding 
to Germans a high place as a gifted people, qualifies 
very considerably the Germans' own estimate of their 
claim on the gratitude of the world. Other writers 
have been active along the same line of thought. An 
article by Mr. Clintern Sibley in the April number 
of The Canadian Magazine, summarizes the relative 
claims of Briton and German in the broad field of 
human thought and activity, and shows very clearly 
the preposterous character of German pretensions. 
Several books on the same subject have been added to 
the wealth of war literature. One of the most note- 
worthy is a symposium on ' ' German Culture : The Con- 
tribution of the Germans to Knowledge, Literature, 
Art and Life." It is edited by Prof. W. P. Paterson of 
Edinburgh University, and the writers include the 
following distinguished authorities: History, Prof. 
Richard Lodge ; philosophy, A. D. Lindsay ; science, 
Prof. J. Arthur Thomson ; literature, Dr. John Lee ; 
art, Prof. Baldwin Brown ; music, Prof. D. F. Tovey ; 
education, Dr. Michael Sadler, OB. ; politics, Prof. 
D. H. Macgregor ; religion, Prof. W. P. Paterson. 
The book is an authoritative guide to all who desire 
fuller knowledge on the subject of German culture. 
It is published by Messrs. T. C. and E. C. Jack, of 


What do the Germans mean by Culture? In a 
preface to the foregoing book, the editor, Prof. W. 
P. Paterson, writes: "German Culture is a title 
which requires some definition. The German term to 
which 'Culture' has hitherto been treated as an 
equivalent is Bildung. This was the usage of Matthew 
Arnold, who meant by culture an individual intellec- 
tual possession — the quality, and also the contents, 
of a mind which has been refined, disciplined and 
stored with the best that has been thought and uttered. 
Kultur is ordinarily used by the Germans where we 
should speak of civilization. Kultur geschichte, the 
history of Kultur, is the equivalent of our ' ' History of 
Civilization. ' ' The shade of difference is sometimes said 
to be that while in speaking of civilization we give 
prominence to its material aspect, and think specially 
of the extension of man's power over nature through 
his discoveries and inventions, the Germans shift the 
emphasis to the intellectual and moral side, and think 
of Kultur as 'the organization of a people's life in 
which the ideals of religion, morality, and science 
come to realization, ' ' ' 

A writer in The Contemporary Review suggests 
that not in Germany only is there need of watchful- 
ness against the deadening influences of materialism. 


"Never, since the Middle Ages, in the history of Eng- 
land," he affirms, "has the need for a new struggle 
against materialism been so evident. . . .The struggle 
over football and racing — not as forms of exercise and 
pure sport, but as objects of betting and spectacular 
amusement — over mad fashions in women's clothing, 
over restrictions on the sale of alcohol, is a mere out- 
ward sign of a struggle between social materialism 
and what is condemned as rigid Puritanism. What- 
ever the results of this titanic European war may be, 
there are trembling in the balance the results of an 
even greater war in social life, and in this war those 
who are not striving in Flanders against one form of 
materialism, must be striving on one side or the other 
at home." 

The fifteenth annual meeting of the Ontario Liter- 
ary Association was a most successful event, the fine 
room at College Street Library, Toronto, being packed 
when the President, Mr. W. 0. Carson, Chief Libra- 
rian, London, Ont., rose to address the delegates. He 
urged Canadians to think Imperially and held that 
public libraries were doing much to keep the public 
informed in regard to the problems of the day. 
' ' Bureaus of information, ' ' was his description of the 
libraries, which were promoting vocational education 
and encouraging good reading. The new President is 
Mr. David Williams, editor of The Collingwood 
Bulletin, for many years an ardent enthusiast in 
library work. The following officers were also elected : 
First Vice-President, George H. Locke, M. A., Toronto ; 
Second Vice-President, Miss M. J. L. Black, Fort 
William; Secretary-Treasurer, E. A. Hardy, B.A., 
D.Paed., Toronto; Councillors, H. J. Clarke, B.A., 
Belleville; D. M. Grant, B.A., Sarnia; W. J. Sykes, 
B.A., Ottawa; F. P. Gavin, B.A., Windsor; W. H. 
Murch, St. Thomas; Technical Committee, D. M. 
Grant, G. H. Locke, E. A. Hardy, Miss B. Dunham 
and W. A. Carson. 

Mr. Peter McArthur charmed every one present 
by his address on "Rural Libraries." It bubbled over 
with McArthurisms. He has discovered in his own 
neighborhood a new type of public library, a sort of 
communistic scheme which he calls a "spontaneous 
library." He described how, in his search of a copy 
of 'Huckleberry Finn' which he had loaned, he discov- 
ered it had passed through a number of hands before 
finally tracing it to a neighbor in his vicinity. It is a 
good thing to see private copies of good books going 
into circulation, but this is rather an argument for 
than against rural libraries. Librarians will, no doubt, 
find in Mr. McArthur 's address some valuable hints 
as to the needs of rural communities. Above all, there 
is much truth in his statement that "a companionable 
librarian is just as important as a good library." 
That librarians as a class are doing a splendid work 
will generally be admitted. Individuality counts for 
much in their work. It is often overlooked that to the 
sympathetic co-operation of librarians we owe thou- 
sands of volumes issued yearly. It is only necessary 
to turn to the preface of any book that has necessi- 
tated research work by its author, to find some libra- 
rian foremost among those to whom he is indebted for 

assistance. "Bureaus of information" is, on the 
whole, the most expressive term by which to define 
their chief sphere of usefulness to the community. 
Mr. Andrew Carnegie, who sent a letter to the Asso- 
ciation, defined the main functions of a library in the 
following words: "One great value of the public 
library as a social force is its position as one of the 
most important educational agencies of the commun- 
ity. For centuries the libraiy has ranked high as a 
preserver of the written word. In the last generation 
it has added to that function the aggressive and help- 
ful office of message-bearer, carrjang books to the 
homes of the people, to their schools, to their work- 
a-day world, and to their playgrounds." 

Other speakers were : Clarence M. Warner, Presi- 
dent of the Ontario Historical Association, and Miss 
Mary S. Saxe, Librarian, Westmount, Que. We com- 
mend to our readers the advice of Miss Mary S. Saxe, 
Librarian, Westmount, Que., to "back up their own 
authors. ' ' * 

The literary world is the poorer by the deaths of 
two distinguished men, Professor Thomas R. Louns- 
bury, author of "Studies in Chaucer," and Mr. 
Rupert Brooke, the brilliant young poet of the 
Georgian school. With the death of Prof. Lounsbury, 
the greatest living authority on Chaucer has passed 
away. In Mr. Rupert Brooke — whose death, at the 
early age of twenty-seven, took place while on active 
service with the British navy, at the Dardanelles — 
England loses one of the most gifted of her younger 
poets. By many he was regarded as the future Poet 
Laureate. A couple of years ago Mr. Brooke made a 
tour of Canada and was agreeably surprised to find 
that his fame had preceded him. 

The following poem, written by Mr. Rupert Brooke 
since the outbreak of war, is sadly prophetic of a 
glorious end: 

If I should die, think only this of me : 

That there's some corner of a foreign field 
That is for ever England. There shall be 

In that rich earth a richer dust concealed ; 
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware, 

Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam, 
A body of England's breathing English air, 

Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home. 
And think, this heart, all evil shed away, 

A pulse in the eternal mind, no less 

Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England 
given ; 
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day; 

And laughter, learnt of friends ; and gentleness, 

In hearts at peace, under an English heaven. 


Writing in The London Nation, "Penguin," refer- 
ring to Mr. Cyril Falls' eulogistic study of Kipling 
(London: Martin Seeker), says: "Whatever be the 
cause, Mr. Falls is constrained to admit 'a temporary 
falling-off in Mr. Kipling's popularity,' though he 
believes that the falling-off is rather in the estimation 
of critics than of the public. Is it not the truth that the 
element of surprise and novelty which caused so much 
extravagant eulogy of Mr. Kipling has now lost its 
effect, and that he is now judged more as an artist, 
and less as the discoverer and exhibitor of a new vein 
in the mine of English fiction?" 


A writer in an American journal points out that 
the Aisne River in France, the scene of so much of 
the struggle for French soil, is historic in war and, 
2,000 years ago, was the battle-ground over which 
Julius Caesar's legions fought. But a correlated fact 
is less generally known, namely, that several of the 
officers among the combatants are using "Caesar's 
Commentaries" as an up-to-date text book in tactics 
for this region. Attention is called to an article by 
an Italian war correspondent upon this subject in the 
New York Corriere della Sera : 

"A few weeks ago he visited his friend, a com- 
manding colonel of a French regiment, in his trench, 
which was furnished with bare necessities only. In a 
corner, on a small table, lay the open volume of ' Com- 
mentarii Caesaris,' which the visitor took into his 
hand out of curiosity in order to see what passage the 
colonel had just been reading. There he found the 
description of the fight against the Remi, who, at that 
time, lived in the neighborhood of the present city of 
Reims. Principally with the aid of his Numidian 
troops, Cassar at that time had prevented the Remi 
from crossing the River Axona, to-day called the 

"This colonel had received the order to cross the 

River Aisne with Moroccans and Spahis, and for this 

purpose he had studied the description of Caasar. To 

the astonished question of the reporter, what made 

him occupy his mind with the study of Cassar, the 

Frenchman replied : 'Cassar's battle descriptions form 

a book from which even in this present-day war a 

great deal may be learned. Caesar is by no means as 

obsolete as you seem to think. I ask you to consider, 

for instance, that the trenches, which have gained so 

much importance in this war, date back to Julius 

Cffisar.' " 


Publishers come in for a word of well-deserved 
praise from The London Globe : 

' ' It is, we believe, "in no small measure due to the 
persistent faith of the groups of men who advocated 
'Business as Usual' that business has been so usual as 
it has. The case of the book trade is a useful example. 
The pessimists six months ago among the publishers 
and booksellers talked about a three-years' war, during 
which no books were to be sold. Optimists like Mr. 
Fisher Unwin did their best to maintain their output 
and to let the public know by advertisement what they 
were doing. Soon it was whispered around that one 
firm had made £15,000 profit out of a single book 
during the first two months of this period in which 
no books were to be sold! This week's Bookseller 
admits that the position of the business at this moment 
is far better than anyone in the trade had dared to 
hope. That things go so well, we venture to believe, 
is largely the work of those men who kept their heads, 
concealed any fears they may have had, spoke and 
wrote optimistically, and nailed to the mast their flag 
of 'Business as Usual.' " 

When Lord Aberdeen decided to drop Tara from 
his new title, and substitute the archaic synonym 
Temair, Mrs. Green, the well-known Irish historian, 

and widow of J. R. Green of "Short History" fame, 
entered a vigorous protest. She points out in a letter 
to the Pall Mall Gazette that "teamhair" was, and is, 
the name of the famous hill in Meath, and that ' ' Tara" 
is merely an Anglicised form of the genitive of that 
word. Lord Aberdeen threw dust in the eyes of the 
Irish people by adopting a nominative instead of a 
genitive form. * 

A correspondent writes to an English journal : 
"The Shakespeare festival at Stratford-upon-Avon is 
not to be dropped this year, but it is to be shortened to 
a fortnight's duration. It will open on April 19, and 
conclude on May 1, and Mr. F. R. Benson will again 
direct it, so some of the right kind of acting may be 
expected. If, as some optimists expect, the war ends 
in the summer of this year, the August festival, which 
of late years has been the more popular of the two, 
will, perhaps, be revived; but the general feeling on 
the subject is not particularly hopeful. However, it 
is well that the birthday, at any rate, is sure of com- 
memoration. And next year, the tercentenary year, 
we may hope for a celebration that shall make good 

all the inevitable omissions of 1915." 


Among the numerous congratulatory messages that 
have reached us, we publish the following : 

Mr. G. B. Scholfield, Provincial Librarian, Vic- 
toria, British Columbia, writes: 

"Many thanks for specimen copy, which, if con- 
tinued as it has begun, and developed as the needs of 
the country grow, will meet a long-felt want. I shall 
be greatly obliged if you will place the name of the 
Provincial Library of British Columbia on your mail- 
ing list, to receive the paper regularly as issued." 

Mr. D. W. Nye, Doubleday, Page & Co., says: 

"I congratulate you upon the first number. I 
have not had an opportunity to read it through yet, 
but I am looking forward to that pleasure. After I 
have gone over it, I shall be glad to write you again 
with reference to it. I have just returned from Boston 
and have been very busy, but I hope to write you more 
fully in a short time. ' ' 

Mr. Arthur H. Brook, of Glasgow, Brook & Co., 
Toronto, writes: 

"I spent a very pleasant half hour last evening 
with The Canadian Bookman and wish to congratu- 
late you on your splendid start. This journal fills a 
distinct need, and under your skilful guidance I am 
confident that it will render a genuine service to the 
country in directing our people to the best publica- 
tions. You may put us down as annual subscribers. 
Wishing you much success in the undertaking." 

Dr. George Locke, Chief Librarian, Toronto, sends 

"Heartiest congratulations on first number and best 

wishes for success." 


The branch of the Dramatic League established in 
Toronto should focus attention on the needs of Can- 
ada in this department. It is a most commendable 
project as the ground is already prepared for the 
seeds of a native drama. Young dramatists are 
bound to arise when they know that Canada is 
ready and willing to encourage native talent. 


How to See a Play 


President of the Dramatic League of America 

HOW many of the thousands who frequent the 
theatre appreciate the good and bad points 
of a play? As in books the "best sellers" are not 
always the books that rank with, and live as real 
literature, so the popular dramas very often possess 
ephemeral qualities that only tend to vitiate the 
public taste. "The basis of all artistic genius," 
as Walter Pater insisted, "lies in the power of putting 
a happy world of its own creation in place of the 
meaner world of our common days." It is this 
spirit of our childhood days — of the days of make 
believe — that is in danger of being destroyed through 
the degeneration of the stage. As Duncan Phillips 
expresses it in "The Enchantment of Art:" "Let 
us make believe. And so to humor there is added 
the sense of glamour, and to glamour the sense of 
humour; and because the spirit of man must expand 
and express its joy in the magic of the mysterious 
world, Nature supplies the materials for creations 
of mimetic and imaginative beauty, and Art comes 
into being that a richer life may result." Why 
should this Golden Age be the joy only of the 
Ancients? That the theatre has sadly degenerated 
as an artistic expression of Life and Beauty few will 
deny who witness some of the travesties that are 
presented on the modern stage. 

As President of the Dramatic League of America, Mr. 
Burton, in " How to See a Play" (The Macmillan Co.), 
seeks to popularize the principles of good drama, 
so that the man in the seat may be able to judge 
for himself how far the play ministers to his artistic 
and intellectual enjoyment. The veteran actor 
and playwright, Colley Cibber, was wont to blame 
the public for the low condition of the theatre: 
"It is not to the actor therefore, but to the vitiated 
and low taste of the spectator, that the corrup- 
tions of the stage (of what kind soever) have been 
owing. If the public, by whom they must live, 
had spirit enough to discountenance and declare 
against all the trash and fopperies they have been 
so frequently fond of, both the actors and the authors, 
to the best of their power, must actually have served 
their daily table with sound and wholesome diet." 
But the public needs to be educated in order to 
discriminate between the true and the false in Art, 
and this task must largely be voluntary and carried 
on by intellectuals who realize the importance of 
Art in the full-blooded life of a nation. 

In simple language, free from technicalities, 
Mr. Burton sets out to educate the playgoer. 
The play, as he says, is a form of story telling — "such a 
manipulation of human happenings as to give a 
sense of unity and growth to a definite end. A 
story implies a connection of characters and events 
so as to suggest a rounding out and completion, 
which, looked back upon, shall satisfy man's 
desire to discover some meaning and significance 
in what is called life." From this simple formula 
the author takes the reader through all the maze 
of play production. The division of the play into 

acts and lesser divisions of scenes, how the high 
lights of character and event must be emphasized 
within "the two hours' traffic of the stage" men- 
tioned by Shakespeare; how dramatic effect is 
produced by omission, compression, stress and 
crescendo — how the drama, unlike some novels, 
must be direct, condensed, and rapid. While a 
great piece of fiction like David Copperfield, or 
Tom Jones, cannot be read in a day; a great play 
like Hamlet, or A Doll's House, can be absorbed 
in three hours while the playgoer sits in the theatre. 
The novel shows character in the process of develop- 
ment; the drama assumes that much of this has 
taken place before the rise of the first curtain. The 
play shows what character, developed to the point 
of test, will do when the test comes. In the drama 
character must for the most part be displayed in 
external acts, since action is of the very essence 
of a play. In short, a play in contrast with fiction 
tells its tale by word, act and scene in a rising scale 
of importance, and within briefer time limits, neces- 
sitating a far more careful selection of material, 
and a greater emphasis upon salient moments in the 
handling of a plot. Because of its wider appeal 
the play is the most democratic and popular form 

of story telling. 


It is impossible to cover the whole ground in 
this brief article, and the reader will do well to 
study for himself what Mr. Burton has to say on the 
subject in this volume. An appreciation of the value 
of a play depends on the playgoer's previous acquaint- 
ance with the history of drama and the theatre, as 
well as with the laws and conventions that govern 
the playwright and actor. And then he must 
realize that "the thing that gives dignity and value 
to any play is to be found just here: a distinctive 
theme, which is over and above the interest of story 
— plot, sinks into the consciousness of the spectator 
or reader, and gives him stimulating thoughts about 
life and living long after he may have forgotten the 
fable which made the framework for this suggestive 
impulse of the dramatist." Thus, the theme of 
Macbeth, for instance, is the degenerating effect 
of sin upon the natures of the king and his spouse, 
and the theme of Ibsen's A Doll's House is the evil 
results of treating a grown up woman as if she were 
a mere puppet with little or no relation to life's 
serious realities. The true dramatist does not tell 
a story, as the author points out, because he has a 
theme he wishes to impose upon the audience. 
On the contrary, he tells his story because he sees 
life that way, in terms of plot, of drama, and in its 
course, and "in spite of himself" a certain view 
about life enters into the structure of the whole 
and emanates from it like an atmosphere. If the 
dramatist, in making the theme his own, is tempted 
to present a view of life eccentric and vagarious, a 
distorted vision of life rather than life as men in 
general experience it, he must take the risks of fail- 
ure. Better plays will come as an ever-widening circle 
of theatregoers learn to discriminate between the 
true and the false, and take their artistic pleas- 
ures consciously, deliberately and critically with the 
learned love of the amateur. 



Random Thoughts on Litera- 
ture and Art 


Professor of French Language and Literature, 
Victoria, University of Toronto. 

WEEN an editor informs you on the eighth 
evening of the month that he has reserved 
three columns for you and that he goes to press on 
the tenth, you usually decide that the magazine shall 
appear with its three columns vacant as far as you 
are concerned. This is what I should have decided 
to do, since at the nearest calculation I had four 
free hours at the most for my task, which was of 
such a nature as to impose at least half an hour's 
preliminary thought, to say nothing of the pains of 
composition. However, the command was so deli- 
cately worded that all resistance was at an end, and 
if the readers of The Canadian Bookman will tolerate 
a cur rente calamo discourse on the subject assigned 
to me, I am most completely at their service. My 
only stipulation is that I must treat the subject in 
my own way, and that must be, under the circum- 
stances, to take the random thoughts that float into 
my mind and set them down for what they are worth. 
Most of us who are not professional workers in 
the arts seek at least to develop our receptivity and 
powers of enjoyment to the utmost. We do this for 
our own satisfaction, and it serves to make life toler- 
able. It is an advantage, I suppose, to go as far as 
one's capacity allows towards the conquest of some 
particular form of human expression. At the least, 
one reaps the reward of having reasoned convictions 
and acquires a standard of values that holds finali- 
ty, at any rate, for oneself. Yet for my own part 
1 have enjoyed keeping my mind purged of theory 
and preconception in one of the great arts — music, 
and my pleasure in music remains consequently 
primitive and pure. It is the only art that makes an 
elemental appeal to me, and I propose, for my own 
delight, to keep clear of all theorizing on harmony 
and counterpoint, diminished fifths and the diatonic 



I have been more unfortunate with the painter's 
art. I can dimly understand their jargon, and I 
have roamed enough about Europe to get the theory 
of the thing, and some idea of its historic develop- 
ment into my head. And yet I ought not perhaps 
to regret it, for I don't think that art can be enjoyed 
in quite the same elemental fashion as music. Ele- 
mentalism in music carries us a long way beyond the 
tom-tom and the bag-pipe. We are permitted to 
enjoy vastly what we vaguely understand ; and 
though much that is intellectual in a profound 
composition escapes us, our emotions still are ade- 
quately stirred, and our imaginations set free. No 
such untutored enjoyment of art is possible, for the 
untrained instinct naturally responds here only to 
what is basest, to the appeal namely of crude literal- 
ism and flabby sentiment. Through this barbarous 
stage we must all pass before we are made free of 
the world of art. I would like to say a word or two 

as to the inter-relations of literature and art, and 
especially to investigate no, that is too big a word 
for so slender a treatmenl but rather to glance at 
the regions where these two modes of human expres- 
sion seem to converge. 

It is only in the last hundred years thai literary 
men have concerned themselves much with pictorial 
art. Plato, to the abundant distress of his admirers, 
theorized upon it, but could see no further function 
for art than the reproduction with diminished 

(From a painting, by George Reid, R.C.A.) 

intensity of that which is already sufficiently illus- 
trated in the world of apparent objects. As these 
objects themselves are only a reflection of reality, Art 
is nothing more than an imitation of an imitation. 
Aristotle seemed to be on a more solid foundation 
when he affirmed that Art might be a corrective of 
nature. But, alas for Aristotle! it is industrial art 
for which this function is reserved. Tables don 't grow 
in the forests nor pots in the fields, so man in his 
ingenuity supplies this deficiency. All down the ages 
we find a good deal of theorizing on the principles of 
beauty, and gradually a saner aesthetic is evolved.' 
But art criticism in the modern sense is of late 
development. We may be certain that many shrewd 
remarks passed to and fro between the artists who 
were learning their trade in the Brancacci Chapel at 
Florence, and the world now would give much to have 
a fragment of those comments, or an hour revived of 
Michael Angelo's impassioned discourse on art with 
Vittoria Colonna in the intervals of his own creative 

These men, we may be sure, had thought out 


the problems of their art, but they did not deem it 
worth while to subject a picture to analysis and set 
down their impressions in writing. It seemed too cold- 
blooded a process. The men who could paint, painted, 
and the men who could not, contented themselves at 
most with giving us gossipy accounts of the men who 
could. Diderot, in his Salons, was the first man of 
letters to discover that painting could be written 
about, and with that discovery he created a new form 
of literary art. 

As to its value, there is much dispute. The merely 
literary man, it is urged, looks at a picture to find only 
what may be called its literary qualities, that is, its 
power of telling a story, illustrating an idea, or pre- 
senting a dramatic situation. In other words, the 
significance he finds in a picture has the smallest con- 
cern with technical considerations; texture, tone, the 
manipulation of light and shadow, the distribution of 
mass, are all lost in the general impression which the 
composition makes upon the imagination. Lamb and 
Hazlitt are two of our earliest men of letters to con- 
cern themselves with art, and it is something more 
than a coincidence that the theme of their descrip- 
tion is Hogarth's Mariage a la Mode, because of 
its human situations and its human truth which 
they both commend with evident relish. Ruskin 
brought to his task very marked technical quali- 
fications, yet artists complain that his work is marred 
by his literary prejudices, and by his importation 
into art criticism of a systematic moral philosophy 
which obscures the real issues involved. Pater im- 
ports no moral bias into his treatment of the subject, 
but there is a notable lack of relevant detail in his 
criticism, and at his dissolving touch the picture van- 
ishes in a beautiful mist of poetic fancies. The passage 
in which his peculiar habit of interpretation is best 
exhibited is his famous description of Da Vinci's 
La Giocanda: 

"Hers is the head upon which all 'the ends of the 
world are come,' and the eyelids are a little weary. 
It is a beauty wrought out from within upon the flesh, 
the deposit, little cell by cell, of strange thoughts and 
fantastic reveries and exquisite passions. Set it for 
a moment beside one of those white Greek goddesses 
or beautiful women of antiquity, and how would they 
be troubled by this beauty, into which the soul with 
all its maladies has passed? All the thoughts and 
experience of this world have etched and moulded 
there in that which they have of power to refine and 
make expressive the outward form, the animalism of 
Greece, the lust of Rome, the reverie of the Middle 
Age, with its spiritual ambition and imaginative loves, 
the return of the Pagan world, the sins of the Borgias. 
She is older than the rocks among which she sits ; like 
the vampire, she has been dead many times, and 
learned the secrets of the grave ; and has been a diver . 
in deep seas, and keeps their fallen joy about her; 
and trafficked for strange webs with Eastern mer- 
chants ; and, as Leda, was the mother of Helen of Troy, 
and, as Saint Anne, the mother of Mary ; and all this 
has been to her but as the sound of lyres and flutes, 
and lives only in the delicacy with which it has 

moulded the changing lineaments and tinged the eye- 
lids and the hands." "Great heavens! was Monna 
Vanna all those things?" the artist cries, "and I have 
been wasting my time trying to discover the subtle 
touch by which Leonardo conveyed the elusive smile 
and expressed the mirthful melancholy of her droop- 
ing eyelids." 

Art criticism has entered upon another path since 
Pater wrote. But has not Pater in many similar 
passages proved that literature may legitimately en- 
large its boundaries by taking as its theme and point 
of departure not only the beauty and significance of 
the natural world, but the beauty and significance also 
of the world that man has made? 

Pelham Edgar. 

A New Pastime 

ANEW pastime has been discovered by a New York 
woman, who is a journalist. She became inter- 
ested in the reading-matter with which the travelling 
public while away the time in subway and overhead 

Reading in street cars is on the increase. The 
newspaper is still the popular literature of the travel- 
ling public. But quite a number read books. It is 
surprising how much reading may be done in the year 
by those who occupy an hour a day travelling to and 
from their place of work. The New York woman 
journalist made a note of the books read by travellers 
in street cars in that city. A majority of the book 
readers were women. The list is as follows: "Handy 
Andy, " " Landmarks, " " Folk Tales, " " Italian Paint- 
ers of the Renaissance," "Toilers of the Sea," "The 
"Wall of Partition," " Self-Governing Clubs for Boys" 
(reader, a lad of 13 or so), "Hamlet," "With the 
Allies," "Jane Eyre," "Truth," the Bible, "The 
Virginians," "Marian Grey," "She's All the World 
to Me," "The Snake," "The Turmoil," "St, Elmo," 
' ' The Woman Thou Gavest Me, " " Saturday 's Child, ' ' 
"Within Prison Walls," "The Idiot," "Cy Whit- 
taker's Place," "Fighting in Flanders," "Pan-Ger- 
manism," "Stevenson's Letters," "As You Like It," 
"Joyzelle," "The Doctor," "One Night's Mystery," 
"The Key of Heaven," "La Folle Histoire de Frido- 
line," "From an Island Outpost," "The Secret 
Orchard," "History of the Reformation," "The Light 
of Western Stars," "The Haunted Heart," "Stones 
of Venice, " " Turner, " " The Island Pharisees, " " The 
Crossing," "The Plays of Oscar Wilde," "The Honor 
of the Name," "The Mill on the Floss." 

'Tis time to leave the books in dust, 
And oil the unused armour's rust, 

Removing from the wall 

The corslet of the hall. 

A. MarvBLL. 


How I Began 


It was a little "classical school" in the South of 
Ireland, where boys of sixteen and seventeen years 
of age were making their course in "belles lettres." 
The Revd. Professor, a great favorite with the pupils, 
was hearing the class in English essays. The sub- 
ject given out had been "Coal and its uses," or some 
other dry-as-dust subject of that particular brand. 
What was the amazement of that class, therefore, 
when one of the boys, not specially noted for his 
high degree of intellect, handed in his essay in the 
form of verse, marked off into stanzas, with all the 
aplomb of a Wordsworth, or an Edgar Allen Poe! 
Worst of all, the Revd. Professor seemed to take 
quite kindly to the bizarre, and, indeed, preposterous 
idea, and proceeded to read the absurd production 
for us, in toto, with every sign of pleasure and appro- 
bation! A mass meeting of the boys was held out- 
side the school during recreation, and it was then and 
there resolved that some manner of retaliation upon 
the budding poet was absolutely necessary, or we 
should be plagued every day with essays in as many 
stanzas as Scott's Marmion, or Spencer's Faerie 
Queen. Somebody must write a satire upon the 
poet himself, and I was unanimously appointed to 
the position of class satirist. Having thus settled 
the question, the boys went on with a rather rough 
game of football, leaving me to do all the worrying 
incident to the high honor conferred upon me. 

It was then the question struck me with the force 
of a trip-hammer — how was I to write a satire in 
poetry when I had never written even one line of 
verse in my whole life? Moreover, I did not want 
to hurt anybody's feelings, particularly I did not 
want to hurt the feelings of the young poet who was 
a very good friend of mine. I resolved therefore 
that, if it were at all possible, I would write a satire 
that would seem to the victim the highest possible 
praise, and this was what was actually accomplished 
in the end. 

Just as soon as I got home from school that even- 
ing, I set myself to the task with what I am now 
forced to admit was a most unaccountable self-con- 
fidence. Strange to say, the verses came to me quite 
rapidly, in ballad metre, and very soon I had written 
a "poem" of fourteen stanzas. The locality from 
which the poet came was a pleasant elevation called 
Tory Hill, and so I entitled the satire "The Poet of 
Tory Hill." 

Here are the exact words of some of the stanzas: 

Let Milton, Pope, and Walter Scott 

Hide their diminished heads, 
We have a Poet in Tory Hill 

Who beats them all to shreds! 

Each year new sages do arise, 

Renowned for wit and skill; 
But the last Sage, the prince of all 

Is John of Tory Hill! 

Arise ye Muses bright, and place 

Your laurels on his brow, 
And thank your stars you've got indeed 

A poet to praise you now. 

And when he strikes his tuneful lyre, 

Let men and gods be still; 
And hear the grand poetic fire 

Of John of Tory Hill! 

He'll praise in numbers round and sweet 

His people great and grand, 
And paint in lines of vigour meet 

The glories of his land. 

The satire then went on to describe the glories of 
local scenery, and of Irish History, which it would 
be the duty of the Poet of Tory Hill to celebrate. 
There was a legend that Oliver Cromwell, on his 
triumphal and sanguinary march through Ireland, 
had sat on the summit of Tory and exclaimed, 
"This is a country worth fighting for," and of course 
this had to be mentioned — 

He'll sing of Saxon fraud and guile, 

And how fierce Cromwell sat 
On frowning Tory's rock-hew'd stile, 

Beneath his huge cocked hat! 

How, gazing down upon this vale, 

He said, with savage grin: 
"This land is worth a monarch's while 

To plunder, kick and win!" 

After this a few sly hits, which "brought down the 
house," were given to some others of the boys in the 
class, a few more items of scenery were thrown in for 
good measure, and the "satire" was brought to a 
close as follows: 

I'll write no more of these fair scenes, 

Lest I describe them ill; 
I leave them to the master-hand 

Of John of Tory Hill! 

There was a regular furore in the class when this 
"poem" was read the next day. No first attempt at 
verse was ever more successful, to judge from its 
results. The Professor was delighted. He could 
hardly read it, for laughing, and afterwards he showed 
it all over the country, and even to the Bishop of the 
Diocese; the boys all clapped me on the back and 
said that they knew all along I could do it; and, 
best of all, the satirized Poet took it as his due meed 
of praise, and was so highly elated over it that, in- 
stead of reforming, he continued to deluge us with 
stanzas to the end of the chapter! But never there- 
after was his claim to be known as the one and only 
original "Poet of Tory Hill" disputed. 

James B. Dollard. 





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BIG, cheerful, brown-haired, brown-eyed, broad- 

shouldered man with a large heart, a soft 
responsive tongue, a delicate imagery and the love 
of created things in his face. Such is Father Dollard. 
And when one dives into his poems, one finds a wist- 
ful memory and a turning of the mind to the old sod, 
and the smell of the peat, and the mist slipping over 
the shoulder of Slieve-na-mon. The banshee winks 
at you from behind the hedge and the spirit of dead 
Celts whisper in the light of the moon. Indeed, it is 
not a small thing to cross the water and bring so 
much of Ireland with you, Father Dollard. 

It is beautiful verse with which "The Haunted 
Hazel" begins in this book of his: 

' ' Adown a quiet glen when the gowan-berries glisten 
And the linnet, shyest bird of all, his wild note 
warbles free; 
Where the scented woodbine-blossoms, o'er the 
brooklet, bend to listen, 
There stands, upon a mossy bank, a white-hazel 

And there is many a man who can respond to this 
in "Ould Kilkenny": 

"I'm sick o' New York City an' the roarin' o' the 
That rowl above the blessed roofs an' underneath 

the dhrains ! 
Wid dust an' smoke an' divilmcnt I'm moidhered 
head an' brains! 
And I thinkin' o' the skies of ould Kilkenny!" 

And there are not many that could write the 
"Song of the Little Villages". 

Picturesque he is, this Father Dollard, getting the 
keen of the wind and the footstep on the grass into 
his lines. Note it in this last verse of "Moirin Ni 

"Moirin Ni Mara! — they found her lying 
Cold — all cold on the foam-flaked sand — 
Far up above her the curlews flying 

With frightened cries sought the wind-swept 
They made her a grave where a wave sounds never, 

A gray priest blessing the tranquil sward, 
The sea-wraith's victim at rest forever, 
Her white soul soaring to greet its Lord." 


It is a matter of congratulation that he does not 

strain effects and search the dictionary for words 

strange and weird. His is the voice of a simple-. 

minded man, at heart memorial and mystic, singing 

of the things that have moved his own soul. In 

The Globe, a few weeks ago, appeared "Tipperary" 

as Yeats would have rendered it. One line stood out 

among many others: 

"And Ossian came there to meet us: gold-sandalled 
and silent he came." 

Now, there are not many in America that could 
duplicate that line, because not only is its verbal 
music and consonance perfect and the sibilant allit- 
eration extremely good, but the picture the very 
words create marches in wonderful step with the 
speech of the man who reads. There is a double and 
rare harmony. 

It is to be hoped, Father Dollard, that you 
will not let yourself be grimed with the smoke and 
deafened by the noise of a distressfully commercial 


country, but that you will keep the smell of the turf 
in your nostrils, and blackthorn in the fist of you, 
and fairies and goblins and mist- and fog still before 
your eyes, and that you will long write as you do 
to-day, because your verses are like the little streams 
that do chuckle in the gorse and go leap in' down the 
side of Slieve-na-mon. 

Alan Sullivan. 


Thane of the laurelled lyre, within whose mind 
Sweet harmony with lofty speech combined ; 
Whose fancy, grace and energy conspire 
To match the fervor of a Sappho's lyre, 
Whose genius Canada shall surely give 
A wreath new culled, to bid her glory live ; 
For every Muse will lend her aid to scroll 
That verse, the speaking tablet of thy soul. 

Then from a lover of thy verses deign 

To list the numbers of his artless strain, 

Who oft in peaceful solitude has known 

To feel the magic of thy melting tone; 

For who insensible to song can be 

When he, enraptured, woos the muse with thee? 

(Dean) W. R. Harris. 





THE comic spirit in Russian literature is hardly 
even suspected of existence by most English 
readers," says The Spectator. "There is, therefore, 
reason to be grateful for a new edition of a twenty- 
year-old translation of Gogol's "Dead Souls" (T. 
Fisher Unwin, 6s.), which Mr. Stephen Graham, in a 
new preface, rightly describes as 'the greatest humor- 
ous novel in the Russian language. ' ' ' 

Messrs. Ilodder and Stoughton announce that the 
following awards have been made in their All-British 
£1,000 Prize Novel Competition: 

The prize of £250 for the best Canadian story has 
been awarded to Mrs. A. E. Taylor, of 9 Dempster 
Terrace, St. Andrews, N.B., for a novel entitled 
"Land of the Scarlet Leaf." 

The prize of £250 for the best Australian story has 
been awarded to Miss Katharine Susannah Prichard, 
of 64 Chelsea Gardens, for a novel entitled "The 
Pioneers. ' ' 

The prize of £250 for the best South African story 
has been awarded to Mr. F. Horace Rose, of Maritz- 
burg, Natal, for a novel entitled "Golden Glory." 

The prize of £250 for the best Indian story has 
been awarded to Mr. S. Foskett, care of Mr. B. 
Foskett, 8 Chester Crescent, Newcastle-on-Tyne, for a 
novel entitled ' ' The Temple in the Tope. ' ' 

The judges were Sir Gilbert Parker, M.P., Mr. 
Charles Garvice, Sir H. Rider Haggard and Captain 
A. E. W. Mason. 

Winston Churchill's new novel, "A Far Country," 
will not appear until June, but already readers of 
"The Inside of the Cup" are looking forward to the 
latest from the pen of this popular author. Mac- 
millan 's inform us that the new book deals with certain 
sociological questions, the title being taken from the 
parable of the Prodigal Son. 

' ' The Turmoil, ' ' the new novel by Booth Tarking- 
ton, has not been off the Harper presses since the 
publishers began printing it on February 4th. 

Constance Garnett's series of new translations of 
Dostoevski 's works, the latest volume of which is ' ' The 
House of the Dead," just issued (Macmillan), also 
comes in for Professor Phelps's commendation. "A 
fine series of translations," he says of it. 

"Reticence in Literature and other Papers" (J. G. 
Wilson, 3s. 6d. net) is a volume of essays on literary 
subjects by Mr. Arthur Waugh. 

The effect of Western civilization upon the Oriental 
mind is a large question, the fringe of which is touched 
upon by Mr. Clayton Sedgwick Cooper in ' ' The Mod- 
ernizing of the Orient (T. Fisher Unwin, 8s. 6d. net). 

John Burroughs, the author-naturalist, has issued 
a collection of essays entitled "The Breath of Life." 

"Le Parlement Francais," by Ch. M. Couyba, 
1 vol. II. Laurens. Among the new books announced 
is one by M. Couyba, Minister of Labor in the Vivian i 
Cabinet as constituted before the outbreak of the war. 

Dr. Bernard Bosanquet has just published "Three 
Lectures on Aesthetic" (Macmillan & Co., 3s. 6d. net), 
which were delivered by him at University College, 
London, during last autumn. 

Mr. Robert Lynd, one of the brilliant group of 
Irish writers, has collected a number of his essays that 
have appeared in the columns of the New Statesman, 
and published them under the name of "The Book 
of This and That" (Mills and Boon, 4s. 6d. net). 

Harper & Brothers are reprinting three of their 
new books: "When a Man Comes to Himself," by 
Woodrow Wilson ; " The Woman Alone, ' ' by Mabel 
Herbert Urner, and "The Art of Being Alive," by 
Ella Wheeler Wilcox. 

"Four Weeks in the Trenches," Fritz Kreisler's 
account of his experiences as a lieutenant in the Aus- 
trian army during the campaign before Lemberg, will 
be published by Houghton Mifflin Co. the 17th of this 
month. The introduction, by a member of the firm, 
tells how the book came to be written. 


Houghton Mifflin Co. also announce the following 
books: "Love in Danger," by Mrs. Havelock Ellis; 
"The Nutrition of a Household," by Edwin Tenney 
Brewster and Lilian Brewster; "Doodles," by Emma 
C. Dowd ; and a Riverside Pocket Edition of the works 
of Thoreau, in eleven volumes bound in limp leather. 

Professor T. F. Crane, former acting President of 
Cornell University, advises reading of Cervantes in 
these troublous times because of the noble ideals of 
humanity it portrays. Motteaux' translation of Don 
Quixote, in two volumes, may be had in the Everyman 
Library edition, published by Dutton. This company 
also announces a new life of the great humanitarian 
by Robinson Smith. $1.00. 

Mr. Edward Neville Vose's "The Spell of Flan- 
ders," which is announced for immediate publication 
in the popular Spell Series of the Page Company, is the 
record of a tour through the beautiful old Flemish 
towns of Northern Belgium, beginning in May and 
ending early in July of the summer of 1914. 

John Lane Company are publishing : ' ' The Snare, ' ' 
by George Vane (Visconde de Sarmento) ; "Grocer 
Greatheart," by Arthur A. Adams, and "The Man 
Who Married a Dumb Wife," a comedy in two acts, 
by Anatole France, translated by Curtis Hidden Page. ' 

Anyone who is interested in the topography of the 
war should read Mr. Donald Maxwell's "Adventures 
with a Sketch Book" (John Lane Co.). The same 
Company's publications also include a volume of trans- 
lations of poems by Emile Verhaeren, the Belgian 

Sir Rider Haggard's new story, "Allen and the 
Holy Flower, ' ' is concerned with the further fortunes 
of Allan Quatermain. 



ANOTHER companion of my bedroom shelf is 
Robert Louis Stevenson. I like Stevenson for his 
high courage and cheery optimism. Some writers on 
whom sentence of death has fallen grow so morbid, in- 
trospective, and melancholy. Poor Synge, for instance, 
the greatest of all Irish writers, and, in the opinion 
of some, second only to Shakespeare, gives poignant 
expression to his great sorrow as he passes wearily into 
the Valley of the Shadow. But Stevenson never fal- 
ters as the grey shadows steal nearer. He is one of the 
most heroic figures in English literature. His life was 
one great struggle against the weakness of the flesh. 
His mighty spirit held the fort bravely to the end, 
never flinching as the flickering candle burned slowly 
to its darkening close in his island home beneath an 
alien sky. 

A comparatively young man at his passing, Steven- 
son has left the world a rich legacy in his life-work 
— an amazing volume of work accomplished under all 
the tragic circumstances. Four-and-twenty volumes 
remind me of his genial and hopeful presence as I 
sit down to read in my quiet nook. There is no evi- 
dence of the tired body in these books. No slovenly 
writing mars his reputation. His indomitable spirit 
is everywhere triumphant. It is not at the cannon's 
mouth that the highest courage is always displayed. 
Stevenson's life was one continuous fight, and to the 
end he kept the flag flying. There is no evidence of 
a jaded spirit in his work. 

His delight in balance and proportion, his ex- 
quisite joy in the beauty of form, his exuberant love of 
rythm and music, combine to proclaim him a master 
artist. Like all great writers, he had his periods of 
ebb and flow. It was not always that the great crafts- 
man was in the spirit. Inspiration is such a fickle 
jade ! But Stevenson was possessed of the genius for 
taking infinite pains. No worker in mosaics or dia- 
mond cutter exercised such patient care upon his 
task as Stevenson did as the music of his words 
sounded in his ears. And there is joy in his music. 
No funeral marches, but the tripping measure of 
elated youth as it passes beneath Spring garlands. 
Throughout his books one hears the ' ' flute-note of eter- 
nal youth." His was a world of romance, of sunny 
skies — a world of good cheer and fellowship. He does 
not bring us the odour of the hospital or convalescent 
ward, but the smell of the salt sea and the scent of the 
heathered hills. His "Master of Ballantrae" is no 
ordinary villain. Long John Silver can smile and be 
genial at times. For Stevenson's villains had some- 
thing of the romantic about them. They never whine. 
It is this freedom from morbidity, this cheerful out- 
look on life that constitute his great charm as a writer 
and boon companion. His "Journey Across the 
Plains," and his "Travels With a Donkey" do not 

give the impression of a man of sorrows, burdened 
with a galling load. No shadows of death creep across 
their pages. Only the sunshine, and the singing birds, 
and the blooming hedgerows. His mortal malady does 
not stifle the laugh that bubbles over with irrepressible 

"Kidnapped" and "Catriona" — give me these and 
a bunk on a cruising yacht, and the sough of the wind 
in the rigging, and the salt spume flying from the 
taffrail. Who does not love Alan Break? There are 
critics who hold that Stevenson was not a good story- 
teller, that he was faulty in construction. Another 
peculiar trait of this great writer of English romance 
was his shyness in feminine society. There are few 
women in his stories, and with the exception of 
"Catriona," they invariably play a subordinate part. 

And then his style, which counts for so much. An 
old friend once discussing Stevenson's qualities as a 
writer, observed that there were parts of Thackeray 
that affected him like music; in George Eliot he dis- 
cerned a noble stateliness when at her best, in George 
Meredith a magic grace and witchery of poetry, but 
in Stevenson, the greatest of them all, though occa- 
sionally one smells the lamp and catches the echo of 
voices heard before. 

The Bookworm. 


"O, Cormac, grandson of Conn," said Carberry, 
"what were your habits when you were a lad?" 
"Not hard to tell," said Cormac: 
"I was a listener in woods, 
I was a gazer at stars, 
I was blind where secrets were concerned, 
I was weak towards the feeble, 
I was strong towards the powerful, 
I was not arrogant though I was wise, 
I did not deride the old though I was young, 
I was not boastful though I was a good fighter, 
I would not speak about anyone in his absence, 
I would not reproach, but I would praise, 
I would not ask, but I would give." 


(From The London Nation) 

This was Summer, this was peace: — 
Scarlet-laden apple trees, 
Cows that munch the dew-grey grass, 
Boys that whistle as they pass, 
Flying flowers and gulls a-flap, 
Honey fields on Golden Cap, 
Earth a blue and shining thing, 
To set the angels envying. 

This was Summer, and this came; 
This was a city, and is flame; 
This was corn, and now is mud ; 
This was water, and is blood. 
The beloved and the lover, 
Carrion for earth to cover, 
Youth and laughter and bright eyes, 
The worm's rich prize. 

Sylvia Lynd. 



Dear Young Canadians : 

I wonder how many of yon know any real soldiers. 
I imagine that most boys and girls are interested in 
some brave Canadian lads who have gone to the war, 
and are reading every day what the newspapers have 
to tell ns about the dreadful conflict being waged in 
Europe. Now, just because the subject of war is 
nearer than any other to the hearts of both old and 
young, I am going to talk to-day about books dealing 
with this theme. # 

Of course many of you know about "The Child- 
ren's Story of the War," told for young readers by 
Sir Edward Parrott, M.A., LL.D. This book comes 
in monthly parts and will continue until the war is 
over and peace declared. It has been recommended 
for use in Public and High Schools by the Minister 
of Education. The first three parts deal with all that 
led up to the war, and gives the basis of historical and 
geographical knowledge, without which the story of 
the war would have no meaning. In No. 4, the 
description of the actual incidents of the war is begun, 
and throughout, you may be sure, this author, who 
knows so well how to write for little people, will intro- 
duce many intensely interesting incidents of heroism 
and self-sacrifice. # 

For the very little folks there are four wee books 
entitled, "A. B. C. of the Union Jack," "Our War- 
ships," "Our Horse Soldiers," and "Our Foot Sol- 
diers." These are full of pretty pictures, and 
have gaily decorated covers. The first one has 
four interesting colored plates illustrating the battle 
of Trafalgar, the battle of Waterloo, the battle of 
Blenheim, and the taking of Gibraltar. 


' ' Our Warships, ' ' as its name indicates, tells about 
various kinds of ships used in time of war, and 
amongst the pictures is to be seen a boat being blown 
up by a floating mine. # 

' ' Our Horse Soldiers ' ' gives a good idea of cavalry. 
There are illustrations of Dragoons, Lancers, Royal 
Scots Greys, Royal Irish Hussars, Royal Irish Lan- 
cers, and the book closes with a large picture of a 
splendid looking soldier on a beautiful charger. ' ' Our 
Foot Soldiers" tells about the infantry and is just as 
attractive and as instructive as its companion, "Our 
Horse Soldiers." # 

No doubt you have heard the saying, "The Fleet 
of England is her all in all." It is not wonderful 
then that much is written about the navy. One fine 
little book for children is ' ' The A. B. C. of the Royal 
Navy." It is a book, too, that will appeal to grown 
people, and contains in concise form much useful 
information about the operations of the British fleet. 
A companion volume is "The A. B. C. of the Army." 

But one of the best and most attractive books, 
I think, is "Stripes and Types." Every other page is 
given up entirely to a picture of some particular typ<'. 
Some of the officials pictured are: Flag Captain, Flag 
Lieutenant, the Commander, the Chaplain, the Fleet 
Surgeon, the Paymaster, the Midshipman, the Boats- 
wain, the Writer, the Stoker, and the Boy Signaller. 

"The Army and Navy in Peace and War," also 
abounds in illustrations, one of the most attractive 
being the "Flags of all Nations," showing seventy- 
seven flags of various countries. The book is full of 
good reading, and I can assure you any young people 
who read and digest these books I have told you about 
will know a good deal about the British Army and 



In our list will be found books bearing on military 
subjects, and I hope you will look over them carefully 
and try to read some of them. But here comes a boy 
with a parcel! It contains books, I know. Will you 
excuse me while I open it? Yes, I was right, and the 
bundle included two beautiful tales for boys, "A 
Cadet of Belgium, ' ' and ' ' In Defence of Paris. ' ' How 
sorry I am that there is not time for me to read them, 
but next month, perhaps, I will have something to 
say about them. 

That the reading of such literature as we have 
talked about to-day may lead young Canadians to 
deeper love of the Empire and a greater hatred of war, 
is the sincere wish of 

Aunt Jo. 

Our Warships. Musson Book Co. Price 15 cents. 

Our Foot Soldiers. Musson Book Co. Price 15 cents. 

Our Horse Soldiers. Musson Book Co. Price 15 

A. B. C. of the Union Jack. Musson Book Co. Price 
15 cents. 

Official Crests of the British Army. Musson Book Co. 
Price 15 cents. 

Official Medals of the British Army. Musson Book 
Co. Price 15 cents. 

Our Army — Our Navy in Peace and War. Musson 
Book Co. Price 35 cents. 

Stripes and Types of the Royal Navy, by F. W. R. M. 
and J. S. M. Musson Book Co. Price 35 cents. 

A. B. C. of the Royal Navy, by Herbert Russell. 
Musson Book Co. Price 35 cents. 

A. B. C. of the Army, compiled by Captain J. Atkin- 
son. Musson Book Co. Price 35 cents. 

The Children's Story of the War, by Sir Edward 
Parrott, M.A., LL.D. Toronto : Thos. Nelson & , 
Sons. Price 8 cents, a monthly part. 

The Child's A. B. C. of the War, by Geoffrey Whit- 
worth and Stanley North. Toronto : Oxford 
University Press. Price 30 cents. 

British Soldier Heroes. 2 vols. Toronto : Oxford 
University Press. Price 50 cents each. 

British Sailor Heroes. Toronto : Oxford University 
Press. Price 50 cents. 

The Story of the British Empire for Children, by 
Francis M. Anderson. Toronto : Oxford Univer- 
sity Press. Price 60 cents. 



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Paths of Glory, by Irvin S. Cobb. Toronto 
Musson Book Co. Price $1.50 net. 

On the staff service of a leading American journal 
in the western zone of the European war, Mr. Cobb 
relates his experiences, — some of them of a really 
thrilling kind, — with that snap and virility which 
distinguish this well-known writer. There is nothing 
humorous in this book. It is a serious document, writ- 
ten evidently under the stress of war experiences of a 
character that profoundly impressed the author. 

He writes of the war as he saw it himself, as it 
came into his life as a war correspondent. The book 
sets out his experiences in Belgium, France, Germany 
and England during the first three months of hostil- 
ities. It is not a military manual, but simply a stir- 
ring pen-picture of events pregnant with stern reality. 
There is something of the realistic touch of Zola in 
some of the chapters, reminiscent of The Downfall. 
One can see the soldiers come around the bend of the 
road, hear the shrieks of the women and children as 
they run for refuge from the bullets and shells, and 
smell the heavy odor of disinfectants as train load 
after train load of wounded pull into the hospital 
base, depositing their loads of mangled human beings. 

As a guest of the Kaiser during a period of the 
war, — having stumbled accidently into the arms of the 
German army, — Mr. Cobb writes most entertainingly 
of his interviews with high personages, and of all he 
observed at the German headquarters. German troops 
are noted for three things — singing, eating and drink- 
ing. Wherever the author went, the trail of the Ger- 
man army was marked by empty beer bottles, the only 
evidence that German troops had passed that way. 
The attack on La Buissiere on August 24, the fight at 
Maubeuge, and the coming of the Germans to Louvain 
—are related in graphic language by Mr. Cobb. Ten 
thousand troops lay in front of Louvain with their 
batteries of rapid-firing guns, hauled by raw-boned 
dogs, disappearing like the Old Testament locust 
plague before the German hordes that swung in never- 
ending columns through the streets of the city. 

Pathetic in the extreme is his description of the 
long line of refugees carrying thousands of umbrellas 
as their only shelter against the inclemency of the 
weather, and in handkerchiefs and bundles their 
household gods and what little food they could carry 
away. "The legs of the children wavered under them, 
sometimes through weakness, or maybe through weari- 
ness, hut I did not hear a single whimper, or see a 
single woman who wept, or hear a single man speaking 
above a half -whisper. When the Germans came, the 
people who remained were crouching in their door- 
ways as quiet as mice. The scuffle of wooden-shod feet 
on t he flags made a sliding, slithering sound, which 
some way carried a message of warning more forcible 
than any shouted word or sudden shriek. We looked 
where their lingers aimed, and, as we looked, a hun- 
dred feet away through a cloud of dust a company of 

German foot soldiers swung across an open grass-plot, 
where a little triangular park was, and straightened 
out down the road to Brussels, singing snatches of a 
German marching song as they went." 

The author's description of fighting in the 
trenches, his view of a battle from a balloon, the battle 
of the big guns in France, and the sorrowful scenes 
in the hospitals, altogether provide a picture more 
thrilling than any work of fiction. There is no bias. 
He treats the facts as he sees them. It is the plain, 
unvarnished tale of an observant journalist who was 
privileged to see war under some of its ugliest phases. 

Songs from the Clay, by James Stephens. Toronto : 

James Stephens' new book of poems, "Songs from 
the Clay," has just been issued. The author of 
"Demi-Gods" and other prose works is equally at 
home in verse, where his strong individuality, 
Stephens-style, and quaint philosophy find happy ex- 
pression in poems that reek of intimacy with Mother 
Earth. As showing something of Mr. Stephens' style 
and philosophy the following poem, called "The 
Road," is a good example: 

"Because our lives are cowardly and sly, 
Because we do not dare to take or give, 
Because we scowl and pass each other by, 
We do not live ; we do not dare to live. 

"We dive, each man, into his secret house, 
And bolt the door, and listen in affright, 
Each timid man beside a timid spouse, 

With timid children huddled out of sight. 

"Kissing in secret, fighting secretly! 

We crawl and hide like vermin in a hole, 
Under the bravery of sun and sky 

We flash our meannesses of face and soul. 

"Let us go out and walk upon the road, 

And quit for evermore the brick-built den, 
The lock and key, the hidden, shy abode 
That separates us from our fellowmen. 

"And by contagion of the sun we may 

Catch at a spark from that primeval fire, 
And learn that we are better than our clay, 
And equal to the peaks of our desire." 

The Life of His Majesty, Albert, King of the Bel- 
gians, by John de Courcy MacDonnell. Toronto : 
John Long, Limited. Price $1.25. 

The author of "Belgium, Her King, Kingdom and 
People" presents in this little volume of 190 pages a 
delightful pen-picture of Belgium's democratic sov- 
ereign, and an intensely moving story of King 
Albert's life and of the events leading up to the 
present war. The author's intimate knowledge of 
Belgian affairs and of life in Brussels has enabled 
him to give to the public one of the most stirring and 
inspiring books relating to the war. It is dedicated 
to the youthful daughter of King Albert, and in the 
Introduction, Commandant Maton (Military Attache 
of the Belgian Legation, London) pays a notable tri- 
bute to the genius of the late sovereign and acknow- 
ledges with pride the splendid promise and realized 
hopes of the present reign. 



New Books of the Month — Continued. 

When the Huns entered Brussels after the flight 
of the Belgian Government, they round the walls of 
the capital placarded with copies of the speeches of 
the German Emperor, delivered in Brussels in 1910, 
the year of the Exhibition. Welcomed in the Hotel 
de Ville by Burgomaster Max as "the lover of art 
and beauty," the Kaiser made a speech eulogizing 
"this splendid capital," the "indefatigable industry 
of the Belgian people, their artistic achievements," 
and hailed the prospect of undisturbed friendship" 
"between our two nations" as "the most profound 
joy of my heart." Needless to add, the placards 
reminding the Huns of these words of the Emperor 
William were at once torn down. 

In striking contrast to German ideals as set forth 
by the Prussian militarists, the speech of King Albert 
when he ascended the Belgian throne proclaims the 
character of the man who has defied the might of the 
German empire. He was the first Belgian king to 
speak in Flemish as well as in French. Addressing 
the Princes, Ambassadors and Envoys present, the 
King declared that "the intellectual and moral forces 
of a nation are alone the foundations of its pros- 
perity." Peace and friendship abroad, industry at 
home, education, amelioration of labour conditions, 
the care of the poor, the cultivation of "the literature 
and art of Flanders and Wallonia, whose master- 
pieces were the glory of the Belgian people" — these, 
affirmed the sovereign, were the ideals he set before 
his country. The author, who was present on the 
occasion, says the passages most enthusiastically 
received were the King's allusions to the writers and 

To his father, the Count of Flanders, brother of 
the late King Leopold, King Albert owes the mental 
poise and high ideals that mark him out as a leader, 
and that distinguish him from the Prussians. Under 
the influence of his parents he early learned to appre- 
ciate the distinction between education and instruc- 
tion — the dividing line between European culture 
and Prussian kultur. Educated in an atmosphere 
of democracy, King Albert stands out in this grip- 
ping narrative of his short life as one of the most 
romantic figures in Europe. He ascended the throne 
with the idea of helping his people to realize the best 
that was in them. In the greatest of all wars his 
ideals triumph, for the indomitable spirit of Belgium 
still lives to challenge the Prussian doctrine of 
brutalizing materialism. 

Socialism — Promise or Menace? by Morris Hill- 
quit and Rev. Dr. Ryan. Toronto : The Mac- 
millan Company, Ltd., of Canada. Price $1.25 

Democracy and Christian Doctrine, by W. H. Car- 
negie, M.A. Toronto: The Macmillan Company, 
Ltd., of Canada. Price $1.25. 

It might seem, at first sight, that there was no 
such connection between books like these as entitled 
them to be linked together in a review. And yet 
there is. Both of them speak of a dissatisfaction 
with present conditions. The former deals principally 
with the dissatisfaction of the working man with 
social and economic conditions — principally the lat- 
ter — and only deals incidentally with dissatisfaction 
with the church. The latter deals primarily with the 
relation existing between the church and labour, and 
only very secondarily with labour and economic con- 
ditions. But both admit the dissatisfaction : and in 
their separate ways they strive for a solution. 

It is remarkable that not one of the three writers 
(there are two authors of the book on Socialism) 
makes any attempt to deny this fact. Labour is very 
restless. Labour is very dissatisfied. The only ques- 
tions are "Whose fault is it?" and "Where is a 

remedy to be found 1 ?" (.'anon Carnegie admits it is. 
quite true that workingmen increasingly stand aloof. 
But he says they claim it is not so much from the 
church as a church as because they view the church 
as a middle class and even a capitalist institution. 
Morris Ilillquit naturally puts much the same 
thought in stronger language. And Dr. Ilyan seems 
to admit the fact- though doubtless not the explana 
tion thereof. 

It is at least open to question whether a Socialist 
lawyer and a Roman Catholic priest are the best men 
to debate a question of tins kind. When the latter 
speaks of "the church" he naturally relets to one 
particular branch of the church. And when his 
opponent replies, the answer that he gives might nol 
be the same if his opponent represented some other 
church. Some people, at any rate, might say that 
the church to which Dr. Ryan belongs is too mon- 
archical in its outlook to really be sympathetic with 
a democratic ideal like Socialism. But, of course, 
that may be a mistake. 

On behalf of Socialism, Mr. Hillquit naturally 
emphasizes the great waste of energy expended in 
our present methods of production and distribution : 
"they are created and thrown into the market pell- 
mell by an indeterminate number of individual, com- 
peting, and unorganized manufacturers." "The sys- 
tem involves an insane waste of human effort in 
duplication of plants and machinery, in sales forces, 
advertising, and other unproductive factors of com- 
petitive warfare. " " Our present system of distribu- 
tion rears our thousands of millionaires . . . and 
our millions of paupers." Hence child labour, trades 
diseases, white slavery, and many other forms of 
vice and crime. 

Hence also our corruption among the members of 
the legislatures. Political parties are financed by 
powerful trusts, and wealthy individuals; and they 
must make laws and bestow favours. But perhaps 
this is a sore question just now in Canada. But very 
largely Dr. Ryan and Mr. Hillquit differ in degree 
rather than kind. The worthy priest's grandfather 
would call him a Socialist when he talks about State 
insurance against sickness and accident, and unem- 
ployment, and old age, etc. ; and also when he hopes 
for laws to regulate hours and kinds of labour, and 
prevent industrial disputes, etc. The proverbial 
visitor from Mars would say, there's not much dif- 
ference between them. One goes a step farther, that's 
all. After a while maybe the other will go as far as that. 

It would take too long to discuss these questions. 
A great majority of people, it is to be hoped, will 
disagree with Dr. Ryan when he speaks of "com- 
pulsory attendance at public national schools" as 
"the most blighting of all State monopolies." With 
regard to marriage, there is no doubt the Socialist 
and the orthodox views will approximate in the days 
to come. Both will yield something: but Socialism 
will yield the most. And as to the church, Socialism 
as a system is not really concerned with this. But, 
as Dr. Carnegie says, the church must so adapt her- 
self, as not to give even the appearance of opposing 
the fair and honest claims of the labouring classes. 
Jesus was a workingman: "and the common people 
heard Him gladly." Both will repay careful study. 

The Way of the Red Cross, by Charles Vivian and 
J. E. Hodder Williams. Toronto : Hodder & 
Stoughton. Price, $1.00. 

This little volume, just published, is a graphic 
pen picture of an organization which ministers to the 
needs of the British soldier. The work of the Red 
Cross Society is fully set out by the authors in a most 
attractive and readable form. As the sale of this book 
will help the funds of the society, it deserves, if for 
this reason only, a very large circulation. 



New Books of the Month — Continued. 

The Berlin Court Under William II., by "Count Axel 
von Schmering. " Toronto: Cassell & Co. 

Under an assumed name, which hides the identity 
of one who formerly stood very close to the Emperor 
William, are recorded in this bulky volume events in 
the life of the German Emperor, pen-pictures of 
famous men and women in the Court life of Berlin, 
and the intimate thoughts of one who felt deeply the 
tragic turn of affairs which are transforming Europe. 
Written in the first person, this diary of a close 
friend of the Kaiser forms one of the most entertain- 
ing studies of German Court life which has appeared 
since the war broke out. Anonymous books are far 
from satisfying as a rule, and there does not appear 
to be any strong reason for withholding the name of 
the author in this case. The only one to fear is the 
Kaiser, and if the book be what it purports, the 
Kaiser can be in no doubt as to the name of the 
diarist who accompanied him on his last trip to Nor- 
way, who expostulated with him as to the course of 
events following the Sarajevo assassinations, and 
who in despair committed suicide after a final letter 
poignant with grief at the action of the Kaiser in 
rushing Europe into war. The deceased author's 
expressed wish to withhold his name from the public, 
while lessening the value of his diary, does not rob 
it of the human interest that pervades every page 
and which makes it such a fascinating character 

The book opens with the boy Prince on the knees 
of William I., learning from his grandfather lessons 
on the divine right of the Sovereign and on the duties 
of the monarchy which grew in fertile soil more 
readily than the lessons of his parents, whom he 
secretly despised. The story covers the whole period 
of the Kaiser's reign and shows how early in life he 
resented being ignored in affairs of state and was 
determined to be the controlling power. In turn, he 
dismissed Bismarck and Buelow, neither of whom 
would conform to the Kaiser's idea of a Chancellor. 
The graphic pictures given of life at Court, of its 
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restless Kaiser are intensely interesting, and no 
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centres in the diary of events immediately preceding 
the war. Here the real character of the German 
Emperor is disclosed. Here the mask is torn off and 
his most intimate friends discover that for years he 
has been dissembling. The revelation of his Napol- 
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him, but the die is cast. How the Kaiser precipitated 
the war, how he grasped for the sceptre of world- 
dominion, believing that the hour of victory was at 
hand — all these secrets and many others are set forth 
with a freedom from exaggeration and with an air 
of probability that confirm the impression that the 
"Berlin Court under William II." is one of the books 
of the year. 

The Autobiography of a Happy Woman, anonymous. 
New York : Moffat, Yard & Co. Price $1.50. 

There is something about the title of this book 
calculated to awaken the curiosity of women, at 
least. So it is with considerable interest that one 
turns to its pages to discover why this woman is 
happy and how she succeeded in capturing the 
coveted prize which all the world is seeking. 

Having begun, one reads and reads, fascinated by 
the spirit of hopefulness and courage which pervades 
the book from end to end, attracted, too, by the 
plentiful presence of sound common sense, and by 
the straightforward manner in which the writer 
faces a woman's many problems. 

It is all intensely human, depicting, as it does, the 
thoughts, feelings and experiences (1) of a young 
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subjects as, "Acquiring Efficiency for the Work of 
Life," "The Minimum Wage for Women," "The 
Sisterhood of Service," and "What Shall be Done 
with Sub-Averages." There is not, from beginning 
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fellow-sisters, but, on the contrary, proclaims with 
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The author apparently has had much to contend 
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And the reason for her happiness — "These are the 
random thoughts of a busy woman, of a woman who 
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To many a struggling woman this book will doubt- 
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A Constructive Basis For 

ANOTHER evidence that Toronto possesses men 
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sities is seen in a volume recently issued by the 
Macmillan Press, under the suggestive title of "A 
Constructive Basis for Theology." Its author is 
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twenty years as Professor of Philosophy, Psychology, 
Logic and Ethics. The book is, moreover, a sign of 
the deepening interest the scientist and philosopher 
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It is a valuable contribution to the science of 
theology, marked with scholarly accuracy. In the 
words of a reviewer, "Its free but cautious and 
reverent spirit, its confidence in the supremacy and 
permanency of the Christian faith, constitute a 
tribute to the work of Professor Ten Broeke in the 
lecture halls of his University." 

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work as an attempt to show that modern, as com- 
pared with ancient, thought affords a superior con- 
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to form a theology that shall effectively promote 
present religious life. He makes clear the need for 
such a theology, and his contribution to the need is 
one that may well be regarded as helpful and sug- 



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A Lover's Tale, by Maurice Hewlett. Toronto : Mc- 

Leod & Allen. $1.35 net. 
The Honey Bee, by Samuel Merwin. McLeod & 

Allen. $1.35. 

The Heart of Uncle Terry, by Charles Clark Munn. 

Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co. $1.40. 
The Harbor, by Ernest Poole. The Macmillan Co. 

Polyanna Grows Up, by Eleanor H. Porter. The 

Page Co. 
Sanpriel, by Alvilde Prydz. Richard G. Badger. 

The Highgrader, by William McLeod Raine. G. W. 
Dillingham Co. $1.25. 

The Yellow Claw, by Sox Rohmer. Methuen. 6s. 

The Boss of the Lazy Y., by Charles Alden Seltzer. 
A. C. McClurg & Co. $1.30. 

The Pretender, by Robert W. Service. Briggs. $1.35. 

One Man, by Robert Steele. Mitchell Kennerley. 

The Wooden Horse, by Hugh Walpole. George H. 
Doran Co. $1.25. 
A story of Cornwall. 

Bealby, by H. G. Wells. The Macmillan Co. $1.35. 

The Rose-Garden Husband, by Margaret Widdener. 
J. B. Lippincott Co. $1. 

Ruggles of Red Gap, by Harry Leon Wilson. Mc- 
Clelland. $1.25. 

The Sword of Youth, by James Lane Allen. Copp- 
Clark. $1.25. 

August First, by Mary Raymond Shipman Andrews 
and Roy Irving Murray. Charles Scribner's 
Sons. $1. 

Sanine, by Michael Artzibashef. Translated by 
Percy Pinkerton. Introduction by Gilbert Can- 
nan. Gundy. $1.35. 

Open Market, by Josephine Daskam Bacon. D. 
Appleton & Co. 

Loneliness? by Robert Hugh Benson. McClelland. 

The Will to Live, by Henry Bordeaux. Translated 
by Pitts Duffield. Duffield & Co. 75c. 

Prince and Heretic, by Marjorie Bowen. E. P. Dut- 
ton & Co. $1.35. 
A historical novel having for its hero William the 


A Dealer in Empire, by Amelia Josephine Burr. Har- 
per & Bros. $1.25 net. 

Hillsboro People, by Dorothy Canfield. Henry Holt 
& Co. $1.35 net. 

Through Stained Glass, by George Agnew Chamber- 
lain. The Century Co. $1.30. 

The Edge, by John Corbin. Frontispiece. Duffield 
& Co. $1.35. 

Blue Blood and Red, by Geoffrey Corson. Henry 
Holt & Co. $1.35. 

The Unknown Country, by Coningsby Dawson. 
Hearst's International Library Co. 50c. 

The Life Builders, by Elizabeth Dejeans. 12mo. 
New York : Harper & Bros. $1.35. 



Musson's Monthly Chat 

by Walter Pritchard Eaton. 

CHARLES DICKENS wrote "Nicholas Nickleby " 
with the object of reforming- the school system 
of his time, and "Bleak House" with the object of 
cleaning out the Augean stables of the law, and 
especially those of the Court of Chancery. Wilkie 
Collins wrote "Man and Wife" with the avowed 
purpose of changing the law relating to marriage. 
So that the author who sets out to pen a "novel with 
a purpose" has illustrious examples to inspire him. 

In "The Man Who Forgot," by James Hay, Jr. 
(The Musson Book Co., Ltd., net $1.25), we have a 
powerful plea for nation-wide prohibition of alcohol. 
The prologue introduces us to a human derelict who 
seeks refuge in a Rescue Mission in a big American 
city. He is in as much fear 
of the pursuing fiend of alco- 
hol as was the Ancient Mar- 
iner of the horrible presence 
of the albatross. It is a pic- 
ture of the worst effects of 
drink that is all too terribly 
graphic — such a picture as 
you would expect in the 
pages of Zola. The victim 
has forgotten everything, 
even his name. Five years 
go by, and John Smith — the 
name given to him at the 
Mission — reappears as the 
leader in the fight for total 
prohibition. lie is still the 
Man Who Forgot, and the 
fear of what his unknown 
past may have been hangs 
like a cloud over his whole 
life. But, in spite of all, the 
last great scene shows thous- 
ands from every corner of 
the land pouring into Wash- 
ington, and, with banners 
and song, marching on the 
Capitol, where the great fight 
has been crowned with suc- 

Another book that deals with one of the great 
movements of the day, though not nearly in such a 
direct fashion, and in no spirit of special pleading, 
is " The Idyl of Twin Fires," by Walter Prichard 
Eaton. The story concerns a young college professor 
who hears the call of the soil. Filled with imprac- 
tical ideals, he buys an old homestead that takes his 
Eancy because it has a brook, an old orchard, mossy 
si one walls and an old Colonial house. Idealist as 
he is, he realizes at last that his farm nuisJ be made 
to pay. How he comes to do this without losing tin' 
idealism that makes of his venture a lasting joy, is a 
tale of such human, homely, genuine sentiment as 
will appeal to all back-to-the-landers — who in these 
limes include almost everybody. Running through 
the narrative is a tender love story, and the spirit 

Musson's New Books 

James Hay, Jr. 

Marcus Horton. 

Henry Beach Needham. 

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of it all is delightfully expressed by Thomas Fogarty 
in the sketches he has made for the book. 

"Bred of the Desert," by Marcus Horton (The 
Musson Book Co., Ltd., $1.50), deals with an un- 
usual theme. It is the story of a wonderful black 
horse whose fortune is bound up with that of a man 
and a girl. There have been many stories in which 
animals have played subordinate parts in human 
lives, but in "Bred of the Desert" man and beast 
are ecpially important in their relations to each other. 
Those who love books like "Black Beauty" and 
"Greyfriars Bobby" will like this story. 

At this season of the year when baseball practice 
is going on in half the back yards and lanes in town 
and country, the publication of a good baseball story 
is a timely occurrence. Such a tale is "The Double* 
Squeeze," by Henry Beach Needham (The Musson 
Book Co., Ltd., illustrated, net $1.25). The author 

is a great friend of Connie 
Mack, who contributes an 
introduction, at the close of 
which he says: "For the 
present the line-up in this 
book suits me, and ought to 
suit you — player, fan, or 
mother of a baseball crank." 
The famous Eddie Collins 
says of it, "I do not know 
when I have read a story that 
has to do with baseball which 
has held my attention so un- 

Sportsmen and others who 
remember reading with 
pleasure ex-President Roose- 
velt's book on his African 
hunting trip, will welcome 
" The Re-discovered Coun° 
try," by Stewart Edward 
White (The Musson Book 
Co., Ltd., net $2.00). It is 
the author's diary of his 
hunting trip to the last virgin 
hunting ground in the inhab- 
ited part of the world — being 
that portion of German East 
Africa between Lakes Natron 
and Victoria Nyanza. Previous trips through the 
game fields of British East Africa were described in 
"The Land of Footprints" and "African Camp 
Fires." "The Re-discovered Country" has 64 illus- 
trations and a map of the route. 









New Books of the Month — Continued. 

The theme of this romance of American life is: 
When it is a question of home and marriage, who 
is the more conservative — man or woman? 
Breath of the Jungle, by James Francis Dwyer. 
12mo. Chicago : A. C. McClurg & Co. $1.25. 

Stories of adventure in the jungle. 


Individuality, by C. F. A. Voysey. London: Chap- 
man & Hall. Price, 2s. 6d. net. 

The Theology of Calvin, by Professor Robert Mc- 
intosh. London : Chapman & Hall. Price, 7s. 
6d. net. 

Theism and Humanism. Gifford lectures. By the 
Right Hon. A. J. Balfour, M.P. Toronto : Hod- 
der & Stoughton, Ltd. Price, $3.00 net. 

Christian Psychology, by the Rev. Professor Hames 
Stalker. Toronto: Hodder & Stoughton, Ltd. 
Price, $1.25. 

The Moral Paradoxes of St. Paul, by the Rev. Har- 
rington C. Lees. London : Religious Tract 
Society. Price, 3s. 6d. 

Seeing God. Sermons. By the Rev. Archdeacon 
Wilberforce. Edinburgh: Robert Scott. Price, 
Is. 6d. net. 

On the Cosmic Relations, by Henry Holt. London : 
Williams & Norgate. 2 vols. 21s. net. 

Christ or Napoleon — Which? by Peter Ainslie. Flem- 
ing H. Revell Co. 50c. 

Modern Religious Movements in India, by J. N. 
Farquhar. Illustrated. The Macmillan Co. 

What Nietzsche Taught, by Willard H. Wright. B. 
W. Huebsch. $2. 


The Amateur Garden, by George W. Cable. Charles 

Scribner's Sons. $1.50. 
Baseball, by W. J. Clarke and Frederick T. Dawson. 

Illustrated. Charles Scribner's Sons. $1. 
Every Woman's Flower Garden, by Mary Hampden. 

Illustrated. Duffield & Co. $1.50. 
Letters to a Friend, by John Muir. Houghton Mifflin 

The Bird Book, by Chester A. Reed. Musson. $3. 
The Key to the Land, by Frederick W. Rockwell. 

Illustrated. Harper & Bros. $1. 
The Lure of the Land, by Harvey W. Wiley. The 

Century Co. $1.40. 
Across Europe in a Motor Boat, by H. C. Rowlands. 

London: Appleton. Price, 7s. 6d. net. 
Bulgaria, described by Frank Fox. Black. Price, 

10s. net. 
Finland and the Finns, by Arthur Reade. London : 

Methuen. Price, 10s. 6d. net. 
Thirty-five Years in Russia, by George Hume. Lon- 
don : Simpkin, Marshall. Price, 10s. 6d. net. 
Antarctic Adventure. Scott's Northern Party. By 

Raymond E. Priestley. London : Fisher Unwin. 

Price, 15s. net. 
An English Woman in a Turkish Harem, by Grace 

Ellison. Methuen. Price, 5s. net. 
Under the German Ban in Alsace and Lorraine, by 

Miss Betham-Edwards. Dent & Sons. 
Russia and the World, by Stephen Graham. Toronto : 

Cassell. Price, $3. 
Through Central Africa from East to West, by 

Cherry Kearton and James Barnes. Toronto : 

Cassell & Co., Ltd. Net, $5.00. 
Mr. Cherry Kearton has a world-wide reputation 
as the most original and daring of nature photo- 
graphers, and the illustrations in this book are 
unique in that never before has there been such a 
presentation of the country, its people and animal 
life, as is contained in this record. 

British Novelists 


MR. TOM GRAHAM, whose essays on the new 
British writers of to-day are well known, has, 
as a reply to the anti-British attacks on British 
"Kultur," prepared a list of British authors now 
living whose names — and in most cases whose books, 
according to him — every English-speaking person of 
any pretensions to a knowledge of books must know. 
The list, confined to the single realm of fiction — omit- 
ting poetry, the drama, the essay, etc. — includes no 
less than seventy-six British novelists and short-story 
writers, and is as follows: 

Authors whose places are, for the most part, 
fixed : Thomas Hardy, Arnold Bennett, Henry James, 
H. G. Wells, Rudyard Kipling, John Galsworthy, 
W. J. Locke, George Moore, Joseph Conrad, A. Conan 
Doyle, Gilbert Parker, Maurice Hewlett, Bernard 
Shaw, Gilbert Chesterton, Israel Zangwill, Mrs. Hum- 
phry Ward, Horace Annesley Vachell, James M. 
Barrie, Leonard Merrick, May Sinclair, A. E. W. 
Mason, Francis Grierson, George Birmingham, Frank 
Harris, William De Morgan, Baroness Orczy, Robert 
Hichens, Eden Phillpotts, Marie Corelli, Hall Caine, 
Florence Barclay, E. P. Oppenheim, Charles Garvice, 
Algernon Blackwood, E. F. Benson, W. W. Jacobs, 
J. J. Bell, Arthur Quiller-Couch, Richard Dehan, 
Lucas Malet, Justin H. McCarthy, Anthony Hope, the 
Castles, the Williamsons, E. W. Hornung, and Hilaire 

The new authors: Hugh Walpole, Oliver 
Onions, Compton Mackenzie, Gilbert Cannan, J. D. 
Beresford, Frank Swinnerton, F. Tennyson Jesse, D. 
H. Lawrence, John Trevena, J. Macdougall Hay, W. 
S. Maugham, W. Dane Bank, W. B. Maxwell, W. L. 
George, Coningsby Dawson, Morley Roberts, Pett 
Ridge, James Stephens, Horace Newte, Barry Pain, 
Cosmo Hamilton, Perceval Gibbon, Edgar Wallace, 
A. M. Hutchinson, Jeffery Farnol, Patrick MacGill, 
H. C. Bailey, J. C. Snaith, Charles Marriott, and 
John Palmer. 

"Such a list," says Mr. Graham, "may infuriate 
various persons in delightfully various ways. Those 
there are who will demand the exclusion of Garvice, 
Caine, Oppenheim, even of the Williamsons and Hor- 
nung. To others the inclusion of W. Dane Bank, a 
realist who has had but one novel published in this 
country, may seem premature. Others will justly 
demand the reason for the omission of, let us say, 
Beatrice Harraden, John Oxenham, Rider Haggard, 
Robert Barr. But, however imperfect my list is, it 
does suggest to my mind that Britain stands forth 
as a nation doing things powerful and beautiful ; and 
does suggest that Americans who do not follow with 
eagerness the writers of England are cutting their 
own literary throats." 




Some Interesting Notes on the Newest Volumes— How 
Everyman's Appeals to Many Different Classes of Readers 

O TUDENTS, business men, public speakers, school- 
^ masters, the young, and that numerous class of 
readers who love a good novel — all will find just the 
kind of book they want in the Everyman's Library. 
Its range is practically all-embracing. 

Let us illustrate this point by giving a few par- 
ticulars of some of the new volumes. 

The first, "British Historical Speeches and Ora- 
tions," is of great interest to the student of history 
and literature, and to the public man, in supplying 
him with the best models for his own speeches. The 
university man who is a member of a debating society 
will find here a storehouse of ideas from which he 
may draw for his own special purposes. 

It consists of a collection of speeches by the shin- 
ing lights of British oratory, starting with a speech 
by King Ethelbert, and ending with one by Mr. John 
Redmond on the present war. Others that may be 
mentioned are : Protector and Parliament, by Crom- 
well; On American Policy, by Chatham; On Irish 
Rights, by Grattan; Trial of Warren Hastings, by 
Sheridan; Franchise and Reform, by Disraeli; Im- 
perial Federation, by J. Chamberlain. An interest- 
ing feature is a short supplement of speeches on the 
war : A Call to Arms, by Mr. Asquith, and A Scrap 
of Paper, by Mr. Lloyd George. 

Another volume that will be welcomed by stu- 
dents, and by young people generally, is "Tales of 
Ancient Greece," by Sir G. W. Cox. These are the 
old myths and stories that are such a delight to the 
young, and are so valuable to the person of maturer 
years, in that they afford him an understanding of 
many passages in literature and subjects in art that 
would otherwise be totally unintelligible. All the 

world loves a story, and these are stories that have 
stood the test of the centuries. 

The wants of the novel-reader are catered for by 
Dostoi'eff sky's "Poor Folk and the Gambler." The 
events now taking place on the Continent are certain 
to arouse curiosity as to life in the Empire of the 
Tsar. Of considerable importance, therefore, is the 
publication of these two examples of the art of the 
great Russian novelist. They are sketches set in 
widely differing frames. The one concerns a gambler 
who frequents the fashionable Spas and Casinos of 
Germany ; the other consists of a series of love-letters 
exchanged between two "poor folk" whose lives are 
spent amid the slums of St. Petersburg. Yet there 
is this in common between the two sketches — that 
each of them ends with a note of hinted tragedj^. 
Both the gambler and the pair of lovers ask as the 
curtain falls: "Is there any hope for us?" Other 
Everyman's volumes by the same author are : "Crime 
and Punishment," "Prison Life in Siberia," "Letters 
from the Underworld," and "The Idiot." Tolstoi 
and Turgeniev are also represented by some of their 
best works, so that the reader who desires an intro- 
duction to Russian literature will find the Every- 
man's library the easiest route thereto. 

Some of the newest volumes are : 
701 — The Life of R. Browning, by E. Dowden. 
706-7 — The Story of a Peasant, by Erckmann-Chat- 

710 — Tom Cringle's Log, by Michael Scott. 
711— Poor Folk and The Gambler, by Dostoi'effsky. 
714 — British Historical Speeches and Orations. 
716 — Ibsen's Brand. 

720 — Young's Travels in France and Italy. 
721— Tales of Ancient Greece, by Sir G. W. Cox. 


We have a little booklet containing a list of 700 volumes of Everyman's. But it is not a mere 
list, for you will find in it descriptive notes of most of the volumes. Many readers appreciate a 
little assistance in choosing their bool^s. This booklet gives that assistance. May we send you a copy? 






About the Beautiful Little 
Volumes of the Wayfarers' Library 

THIS Library is issued by the publishers of 
"Everyman's," and is intended as a modern 
arm of what is now regarded as almost a national 
institution. While the object of "Everyman's" is to 
make easily available the greatest classics of all time, 
the aim of the "Wayfarers' " is to present to the 
reader a representative collection of books from the 
pens of the best known modern authors. 

Although fiction must necessarily figure largely 
in the list, this is no haphazard re-issue of novels, 
but a sincere attempt to publish a collection of books 
that shall adequately represent the romanticism and 
imaginativeness of our own time. No questionable 
"problem novel" will find place here, for the trend 
of the Wayfarers' Library is optimistic — the object 
being to provide enjoyment for all who love a good 
wholesome book, whether on a journey or in the 
seclusion of the home. 

Take one of these delightful little volumes in your 
hand — note its remarkably light weight — the clear- 
ness of the type — the opaqueness of the paper — the 
artistically colored title page and frontispiece — the 
many tasteful decorative touches — and you will 
acknowledge that here is a book that it is a pleasure 
to handle and to read. As a volume to slip into the 
pocket and to peruse in your moments of leisure, 
it stands unrivalled. 

A word or two about some of the most recent 
additions will be of interest: 

"Under the German Ban in Alsace and Lorraine," 
by Miss Betham-Edwards (The Wayfarers' Library, 
30c. net), describes the impressions gained during 
visits, at considerable intervals, to the annexed pro- 
vinces. "With every year," says the authoress, 
"detestation of Prussian tyranny has but grown 

deeper and deeper." In another passage, referring 
to the capital city of Alsace, she says: "Strasburg, 
like Metz, is one vast camp, forty thousand soldiers 
of the garrison being at the time of my second visit 
away for the manoeuvres. In another week or two 
the city would swarm with them. All day long here 
the nerves are tried and the tympanums dulled by 
the music of the barracks and of the exercise ground. 
But one martial air, the air that changed the history 
of the world, you listen for in vain. The cradle of 
the "Marseillaise," for nearly a century it has not 
been heard in these streets. In Strasburg the song 
was written and composed. When will those born 
and bred in bondage hear the immortal strains on 
native soil?" 

Admirers of Motley's "Dutch Republic" will 
welcome a stirring novel entitled "The Master Beg- 
gars of Belgium" (The Wayfarers' Library, 30c. 
net), by L. Cope Cornford. This deals with the wars 
of the Guild of Beggars of the Low Countries, against 
Philip II. of Spain and the celebrated Duke of Alva, 
during the 16th century. 

There are upwards of 60 volumes of Wayfarers' 
already issued, of which the following is a selection : 
4 — The Grand Babylon Hotel, by Arnold Bennett. 
25— The Wonderful Visit, by H. G. Wells. 
37— St. Ives, by R. L. Stevenson. 
49 — The Lilac Sunbonnet, by S. R. Crockett. 
28 — Children of the Ghetto, by Israel Zangwill. 
30 — The Wooden Horse, by Hugh Walpole. 
42 — Princess Priscilla's Fortnight, by the author of 

Elizabeth and Her German Garden. 
45 — De Omnibus, by Barry Pain. 
57 — Baboo Jabberjee, by F. Anstey, 
23 — Prophets, Priests and Kings, by A. G. Gardiner. 
48— Round the Galley Fire, by W. Clark Russell. 

"He wrapped the colors round his breast 
On a blood-red field of Spain." 

Who is there but loves to read the tales of the famous old regiments of Britain? You can have 
this pleasure by ordering from your bookseller " THE STORY OF THE REGIMENTS"— 
a section of the Wayfarers' Library. Vol. I — The Black Watch — is now ready, to be followed 
by Coldstream Guards, Royal Berkshire Regiment, Cameron Highlanders, Seaforth Highlanders, 

and Royal Irish Fusiliers. 






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Interest in bird life in Canada is attested by 
the appearance of "The Canadian Bird Book," by 
Chester A. Reed, B.S., published by the Musson 
1 Book Co. of Toronto. It is a reproduction of Mr. 
Reed's "Bird Book," and, of course, covers a 
range beyond the Dominion, describing in letter 
press and illustration many species that do not 
come nearer than the Gulf of Mexico. The book 
contains 472 pages of surfaced paper suitable 
for its thousand illustrations of birds and their 
eggs. Brief descriptions of 768 species from all 
parts of the continent include the range, habits, 
size, and scientific names. These descriptions are 
illustrated by more than five hundred drawings 
reproduced by the four-color process, all care- 
fully accurate in pose and outline, as well as in 
color and markings. Hundreds of pen drawings 
of birds in flight and in natural situations are in- 
troduced, generally as marginal illustrations. 
There are many other appropriate embellishments 
of the varied pages. The work is an artistic as 
well as an instructive compilation. It is the 
living and not the dead bird that appeals from 
every page, challenging the interest of the casual 
observer and furnishing concise and compre- 
hensive information for the student. The eggs 
are pictured in half-tone from photographs, 
accurate as to size and markings, the color being 
indicated in the description. 

This work in its completeness is one of many 
proofs that the task of the collector is virtually 
finished. There is no longer any excuse for kill- 
ing birds or taking nests or eggs. Necessary in- 
vestigation as to feeding and other habits has 
involved much destruction, and the deeper curi- 
osity of the scientist in revealing nature's secrets 
has also called for many sacrifices. But there is 
now sufficient knowledge for guidance as to the 
economic value of bird life, and the few injurious 
species are known. There is also abundance of 
material for scientific research. It is time to turn 
from the study of dead specimens to the study of 
bird life and activity. This is a more inviting 
field, and it affords inexhaustible scope. When 
birds learn that the war of destruction is ended 
their confidence will soon return and their in- 
teresting ways will be more clearly and freely re- 
vealed. Such books as Mr. Reed's, with profu- 
sion of varied and also accurate pictorial work 
and condensed information, help to strengthen 
the impulse toward life study and cultivate a 
sympathy and understanding that make inten- 
tional destruction impossible. 


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TORONTO, CANADA IN " Changing Germany" (Fisher Unwin), a study 

published monthly -■- of recent phases of German life, the author 

Subscription „ av(: . 

Canada, $1; United States, $1.50; Great Britain and Colonies, 4s. 6d.; Sct.ys>. 

£lsewhi;re - 6s - "Amongst the developments which have been 

CONTENTS most str iking i n the Germany of the last ten years has 

Notes and comments i been that of specialization. It was, I believe, an Amer- 

Changing Germany, by Charles Tower 1 . „ , 

Digby Doiben, Poet, by Rev. j. b. Doiiard 2 ican professor who said that whilst England remained 

The Schools of Canada — 1. Upper Canada College 3 ° 

Empire, by m . . . . \ a nation or amateurs, Germany had become a nation 

Round the Library Fire - „ . . 

My Favorite Author, by j. Lewis Miiiigan 6 oi proiessionals. Like all summaries, it is not quite 

How I Began, by Peter McArthur 7 ^ 

Byways in Bookiand . 9 true, but what he meant, I think, is that in Germany 

New Books of the Month 11 . ' 

= ^ ========================== ^ no one is allowed, or was allowed, to be a Jack-of- 

, ^ all-trades. It will be remembered that one of the 

Notes and UOmmentS charges brought against the Kaiser in 1908 was that 

The war continues to be the one topic of world- he would not stick to his last Here was a genu i ne 

wide interest. At first there was a tendency to dis- Jack-of-all-trades, a man incomprehensible and even 

courage too keen an interest in the military operations intolerable to the specialized Germany of 1908. 

as being inimical to the " Business-as-usual" policy what had actually happened was this: the State, 

advocated for non-combatants. An attempt was made taking control of almogt eyery sphere of human 

in the United States to distract public attention from activity> had told off g0 and so many men to tUg 

the European conflict by relegating war news to a province of life or that Thus> the career of & judge 

secondary place. But this was soon abandoned as the . g not the career rf & barrister . judgeship is a special . 

news policy of daily journals must conform to the law ized function That ig Qne illustration of many . 

of supply and demand. In the United Kingdom and Now> there ig a clasg whoge proyince ^ the ^ te is 

in Canada, on the other hand, there has been a real tQ and these men are caUed profe a 

danger that the people were not sufficiently imbued f ^ may be & free . thinker he ma even be a dem0 . 
with a sense of the dangers that threatened, and of the h hi exnress his thoughts orettv 

. , . ■!•■* * • j« i j_»ii vial j lie L.a.11 tllllliv <XLLKX CAIJic&o 111& LllUUgilLfcj UictLj' 

responsibilities which such a gigantic struggle entailed , , , , , , ,,. 

^ . . . , _. & ? _ , , .„ . t much as he pleases, and nobody sees anything strange 

upon every citizen of the Empire. Indeed, it is only . , , ,, , . , . .-, . * 

. J . , , . L /. t ^- ., i* m it, because that is what he is paid to do. 

now, after nine months of incessant fighting, that the (( 4m. ,, n -, i 

„ . ' , ,. . f „. . r What the German system cannot and does not 

British people are waking up to an intelligent grasp of , . ,, ; , " . _ _,_, . . . . . 

._ , , , , „, ~ . ° .' . tolerate is that people should think and express their 

the sacrifices demanded by the war. Great Britain . . : , . \ . . . . . . ._ 

. „ «,,-,-,,* j -r. i • i. thoughts on subjects with which they are not paid 

has followed the lead of France and Belgium by re- . _ . . . 

. . ,. i u • to concern themselves. I am aware that this is to 

organizing the government on a national basis, repre- , ... 

, ,. .« ,, .... . , , .. , some extent an overstatement, but anybody can lllus- 

senting broadly all the political forces of the country. . . . . , - 

~. . . .. . .. ,. trate it from prominent incidents of recent years. 

The attempt in some quarters to attribute the creation ^ ' 

of a Coalition Ministry to failure on the part of the ^ lea f ^ German professor like Haeckel may deny 

, . . r ., the whole theory on which German State religion is 

previous government is an ungenerous abuse of the J . . . , 

..« . , .. -n j j- i + • +-^ -4. based ; prof essors may be monotheist, atheist, indeed, 

liberty of the Press, and displays an unpatriotic spirit ' ^ J . 

at variance with the unifying tendencies of the times. what the ^ wil1 ' that is their l oh > but lf Pfarrer 

Our one and only aim as a people must be to defeat Jatho > a man who in the scheme of thin ^ s 1S P aid to 

the enemy, and any party recriminations at this critical P reach ' maintain, support a State religion, dares to 

stage can only have the effect of serving the cause of use his brain to S naw at lts narrow bonds ' he 1S cast 

of Germany ou ^ * n *° ^ ne ou ^ er darkness, not because he is a free- 

The inclusion of Unionist leaders in the Asquith thinker, but because he is not doing his specific job. 
Cabinet is a final warning to Germany that the British "Bismarck, Moltke, Stein, and others would, I 

Empire is staking all on the utter destruction of tnink > be almost impossible in modern Germany, be- 

Prussian militarism. In this war to the death no cause > like Goethe, they insisted on thinking outside 

citizen may live unto himself. He is a unit in the their provinces. Thought, therefore, has been left 

organized forces of the State, whether he be the King to a special class, and to all the rest, execution for so 

on the throne, or the laborer in the cottage. This is man y hours a da y of the business laid upon them by 

not the time to discuss Spencerian theories about The the State - There has resulted a lack of constructive 

Man and the State. The Hun is at the gate. Anarchy criticism, and therefore also a lack of constructive 

and murder are his weapons. religious feeling as well as of constructive morality, 


Digby Dolben, Poet 


DR. ROBERT BRIDGES, the present Poet 
Laureate, is responsible for a compilation of 
poems written by an Eton schoolboy friend and 
companion of his.* 

The Laureate tells us that he had almost for- 
gotten all about him until a short time ago when 
he made a visit to the old school and noticed Dol- 
ben's picture "hanging inside the door among our 
most distinguished contemporaries." "How had it 
come there?" he asks. He knew that it was, firstly, 
because Dolben was a poet, and, secondly, because 
in the pictured face "you can see the saint, the soul 
wrapt in contemplation, the habit of stainless life, 
of devotion, of enthusiasm for high ideals. Such 
a being must stand out conspicuously among his 
fellows." In the long memoir which the Laureate 
prefixes to the book he enters into the most minute 
details and publishes many letters which passed 
between them. Digby Mackworth Dolben was 
born Feb. 8, 1848, in Guernsey. His home was 
in Finedon Hall, Northamptonshire. His life ended 
suddenly, June 28, 1867. Almost all his poems 
were written when he was eighteen and nineteen 
years of age. He was, therefore, a youthful prodigy 
similar to Chatterton, and we are left to speculate 
on the possibly wonderful development of his mind 
and genius, had he lived even to the years of early 
maturity. As it is, he has left us compositions 
of which a great poet might very justly be proud. 
Of his personal appearance a friend gives us the 
following description: "My recollection of Mack- 
worth Dolben is of a very young monk of mediaeval 
times. In appearance he was slight and tall, with 
a complexion of transparent paller. He had good 
features and fine, dark, melancholy eyes. Do you 
remember Dore's picture of a young monk sitting 
in a chapel among a crowd of older men and gazing 
sadly into vacancy? He was rather like that. 
Also Clifford's picture of Father Damien before he 
left for the leper settlement in Hawaii reminds me 
of him." 

Here is a little lyric, perfect in form: 


Lilies, lilies not for me, 
Flowers of the pure and saintly — 
I have seen in holy places 
Where the incense rises faintly 
And the priest the chalice raises, 
Lilies in the altar vases, 
Not for me. 

Leave untouched each garden tree, 
Kings and queens of flower-land. 
When the summer evening closes, 
Lovers may-be, hand in hand, 
There will seek for crimson roses, 
There will bind their wreathes and posies 

♦The Poems of Digby Mackworth Dolben, edited, 
with a memoir, by Robert Bridges. Toronto: 
The Oxford University Press. Price, Is. 6d. 

From the corn-fields where we met 
Pluck me poppies white and red; 
Bind them round my weary brain, 
Strew them on my narrow bed 
Numbing all the ache and pain — 
I shall sleep, nor wake again, 
But forget. 

A Chef-d-oeuvre 

The following example of his work is a chef-d-oeuvre. 
It is written in a part archaic style, like some of 
the Elizabethan lyrics and is magnificent in its superb 
finish and opulent imagery. Poet Laureate Bridges 
calls it "a masterpiece," and adds: "The flush of its 
sincerity carries the fanciful mediaevalism without a 
trace of affectation." It is entitled " He Would Have 
His Lady Sing": 

Sing me the men ere this, 
Who, to the Gate that is 
A cloven pearl uprapt, 
The big white bars between 
With dying eyes have seen 
The sea of jasper, lapt 
About with crystal sheen: 

And all the fair pleasance, 
Where linked angels dance, 
With scarlet wings that fall 
Magnifical, or spread 
Most sweetly overhead, 
In fashion musical, 
Of cadenced lutes instead. 

Sing me the town they saw 
Withouten fleck or flaw, 
Aflame, more fine than glass 
Of fair Abbayes the boast, 
More glad than wax of cost 
Doth make at Candlemas 
The Lifting of the Host : 

Where many Knights and Dames, 
With new and wondrous names, 
One great Laudate Psalm 
Go singing down the street; 
'Tis peace upon their feet, 
In hand 'tis pilgrim palm 
Of Goddes Land so sweet: 

Where Mother Mary walks 
In silver lily stalks, . 
Star-tired, moon-bedight ; 
Where Cecily is seen, 
With Dorothy in green, 
And Magdalen all white, 
The maidens of the Queen. 

Sing on — the Steps untrod, 
The Temple that is God, 
Where incense doth ascend, 
Where mount the cries and tears 
Of all the dolorous years, 
With moans that ladies send 
Of durance and sore fears : 

And Him Who sitteth there, 
The Christ of purple hair, 
And great eyes deep with ruth, 
Who is of all things fair 
That shall be, or that were, 
The sum, and very truth : 
Then add a little prayer, 

That since all these be so, 
Our Liege, Who doth us know, 
Would fend from Sathanas, 
And bring us, of His grace, 
To that His joyous place: 
So we the Doom may pass, 
And see Him in the Face. 


The Schools of Canada 


"I call, therefore, a complete and generous education 
that which fits a man to perform justly, skilfully and 
magnanimously, all the offices, both public and private, 
of peace and war." — John Milton, "Of Education." 

UPPER Canada College was founded by Sir John 
Colborne, Lieutenant-Governor of Upper Can- 
ada in 1829. There was no University in the prov- 
ince at that time, and the Lieutenant-Governor hoped 
that the new college would provide a more liberal 
education than the Grammar Schools were able to 
give. The first Principal and a majority of the first 
masters were brought out from England. They were 
all University men of note. The Principal and the 
first Mathematical Master were fellows of Cambridge 
Colleges, and the first Classical Master was a prize- 
man of the same University. In 1833 the College 
moved into its new quarters in Russell Square, op- 
posite Government House, with all the necessary 
equipment for a boarding school. From that time 
forward Upper Canada College has been the leading 
school in Canada. 

The Principalship of Upper Canada has always 
been the topnotch of the teaching profession in this 
country. Up to the present time nine men have 
occupied the position: Rev. Dr. Harris, 1829-1838; 
Rev. Dr. McCaul, 1838-1843; F. W. Barron, M.A., 
1843-1856; Rev. Walter Stennett, M.A., 1856-1861; 
G. R. R. Cockburn, M.A., 1861-1881; J. M. Buchan, 
M.A., 1881-1885; George Dickson, M.A., 1885-1895; 
Dr. G. R. Parkin, 1895-1903; and the present head, 
Mr. H. W. Auden, M.A. An analysis of the above 
list shows that five of the nine were British and four 
Canadians. Of the Britishers — three were English, 
all Cambridge men; one, Irish, from Trinity College, 
Dublin; and one, Scotch, from the University of 
Edinburgh. Three of the Principals were clergy- 
men, and one of them, Rev. Walter Stennett, was an 
Old Boy of the College. It goes without saying that 
the Principal of Upper Canada College is a scholar 
and a gentleman, and it is only natural to suppose 
that they all in their several ways exerted an import- 
ant influence on the life of the place. The aims and 
ideals which they held up before the boys have be- 
come the traditions of the school. 

One of these traditions relates to scholarship. Of 
course, it is ludicrous to apply the word scholarship 
to the work of a Boys' School, and as culture is just 
now under a cloud, it is not easy to explain what is 
meant. But it may be said that Upper Canada 
College has never stood for a narrow scheme of study. 
On one of the walls in the Prayer Hall there is a 
board with the names of the boys who year by year 
have won first place in the highest form of the school. 
An interesting feature of this list is the fact that in a 
few instances a father and son have achieved the 
honor in turn. These Head Boys, as they are called, 
number among them some of the most distinguished 
men that Canada has produced. The fir^t Head Boy 

was Henry Scadding, long a Classical Master in the 
College, and later the Rector of Trinity Church and 
the historian of Old Toronto. Other boards on the 
same wall retain a record of distinctions won by Old 
Boys at King's College in the forties, and at the 
University of Toronto in the fifties. Year by year 
they carried off the honors in Litt.-Hum. (as the 
record shows), and the awards for Latin odes, Greek 
iambics, English essays and English verse. It is in- 
teresting now to see well-remembered names in these 
lists of prizemen. Certainly it does not detract from 
the authority of a great judge like the late Vice- 
Chancellor, Thomas Moss, to learn that in one year 
he headed the University in Classics, Mathematics 
and Modern Languages, and during his career as an 
undergraduate won all the prizes for verse and prose 
in Latin, Greek and English. Hon. Adam Crooks 
and the late Chief Justice Armour had a somewhat 
similar record. And it does not take any lustre from 
the great name of Edward Blake to know that he 
gained high honors in classics and mathematics, and 
the Scholarship in Law. 

Any mention of the scholastic success of the Old 
Boys naturally brings to mind their masters. Per- 
haps the best-remembered ones in the early years 
were Mr. Howard, who gave High Park to the city, 
and the Rev. Dr. Scadding, who has been mentioned 
already. Not much junior to them were Mr. Wedd 
and Mr. Brown. Mr. Wedd was Head Boy in 1843, 
and served as a classical master for more than forty 
years; Mr. Brown, also an Old Boy, was for many 
years First Mathematical Master. Both of these 
gentlemen are still alive. The most prominent master 
in Mr. Cockburn's day was Mr. Martland, the Super- 
intendent of the boarding house, who is very kindly 
remembered by hundreds of the Old Boys. Other 
distinguished Masters under Mr. Cockburn were the 
late Archbishop Sweatman; Dr. McLellan, after- 
wards High School Inspector and Principal of the 
School of Pedagogy; and Prof. Alfred Baker, Dean 
of the Faculty of Arts in Toronto University. Mr. 
Sparling, for many years Mathematical Master, and 
Mr. Jackson, happily spared till now as First Classi- 
cal Master and Dean of the Residence, date from Mr. 
Cockburn's regime also. A little later we find Prin- 
cipal Carscadden, of Gait; the late Principal Ridditt, 
of Barrie; and Dr. A. C. Mackay, Principal of the 
Technical School, formerly Chancellor of McMaster 
University; Prof. A. H. Young, of Trinity University; 
Prof. Leacock, of McGill; Prof. Edgar, of Victoria, 
and Prof. Kerr, of Alberta, (the last four being Old 
Boys) ; also Prof. Neilson, of Harvard, and Prof. Grant, 
of Queen's. Some of these professors and teachers en- 
joy a wide reputation in the academic world, but the 
one who is best known to the world at large is undoubt- 
edly Prof. Leacock. As everyone knows, Prof. Lea- 
cock stands in the front rank of Canadian writers, 
and his reference to his experiences at Upper Canada 
College in the introduction to one of his books has 
reached more people than a hundred other men could 
do shouting upon the house tops. Some of the old 
Masters, since leaving the College, have distinguished 
themselves in other lines of work; as, for example, 
Dr. Fotheringham, in medicine; Mr. Peacock, in 
finance; Mr. Lloyd, in literature; Mr. Delbos, in 


painting; and Dr. Carr, in electricity. Not many 
schools can boast a succession of masters like these. 

Sir John Colborne, the founder of the College, was 
a distinguished soldier, who rose to be Field Marshall 
and a peer of the realm. He had served under 
Wellington both in the Peninsula and at Waterloo, 
and, like the Iron Duke, he seems to have possessed 
a high sense of duty, which so often more than atones 
for lack of genius. In his farewell address to the 
Old Boys of the College, he recommended them "to 
take the lead as Christians, as citizens, as patriots, 
as members of a community, qui consulta patrium, qui 
leges juraque servant." Whether it was the influence 
of such a devoted public servant as the founder, or 
the intense political activity of the time, or the ideals 
fostered by the first principals and masters, or the 
neighborliness incident to the life of pioneers, it is 
impossible to decide, but certain it is that a great 
many Old Boys of the College have shown a public 
spirit that ought to reflect honor on the old school 
wherever the history of Canada is studied and under- 
stood. So many of them have answered the call to 
public service: So many clergymen, professors, judges, 
members of Parliament and Ministers of the Crown, 
and so many business men who give freely of their 
time and money to help any good cause. It would 
be a satisfaction, if it is not invidious, to mention 
one name here, Mr. John Ross Robertson, who as a 
successful publisher and a busy man is, nevertheless, 
unwearied in collecting and preserving the records of 
the pioneers, and positively a crank on the subject of 
his great life-work, the Children's Hospital. 

When the war broke out, Old Boys of the College 
in all parts of Canada were among the first to offer 
their services. Almost two hundred in the first con- 
tingent, counting those who have commissions in the 
British Army and Navy, and an equal number with 
the second and third. Such a response places Upper 
Canada College on a par with the great schools of 
England. We suspect that many people in our city 
and province only awoke to what Upper Canada has 
done, when the casualty lists began to appear in the 
newspapers. The College has suffered many losses. 
It is impossible, as yet, to form an estimate of the 
wounded, but twelve, at least, of the Old Boys have 
been killed. 

And it has always been so. In the Fenian Raid, 
in the North- West Rebellion, in the South African 
War, there is the same story to tell. Mention might 
be made of those who have risen to high rank in the 
British Army and Navy, but we shall confine our- 
selves to those who have had a closer connection with 
Canada, men like Ut.-Col. Arthur Williams, M.P., 
who died at Batoche; Lt.-Col. F. C. Denison, M.P., 
who commanded the Canadian Voyageurs on the 
Nile, and Major-General Sir William Otter, K.C.B., 
who has seen so much active service. In University 
College there is a memorial window to the three 
undergraduates who were killed at Ridgeway; two 
of them were Upper Canada Boys. The Victoria 
Cross has been won by only four Canadians, and two 
of the four were Old Boys of the College: Col. A. R. 
Dunn, who took part in the Charge of the Light 
Brigade, and Major Churchill Cockburn, who saved 
the guns at Liliefontein in the South African War. 

In 1891 the College was moved to splendid new 
buildings, with large and beautiful grounds, in Deer 
Park. Four years later the Provincial Government 
gave over the management of the College to a Board 
of Governors, in which the Old Boys are represented. 
The position of Chairman of the Board of Governors 
has been filled since then by three very loyal and 
faithful Old Boys, the late Nichol Kingsmill, K.C., 
Col. G. T. Denison and Mr. W. G. Gooderham, the 
present Chairman. During Dr. Parkin's Principal- 
ship the equipment of the College was improved in 
various ways. The grounds were enlarged and two 
new buildings were added; the Infirmary, where all 
kinds of ailments receive the best attention, and the 
Preparatory School for the younger boys, which was 
built at a cost of $50,000. These improvements are 
due primarily to the initiative of Dr. Parkin, but 
also to the loyalty and liberality of the Old Boys, 
and especially the late Mr. H. C. Hammond. Prob- 
ably no other school in Canada has grounds or build- 
ings that will compare with those of Upper Canada 

There are not many places in Canada that are 
more significant to a thoughtful mind than the 
Prayer Hall of the College. The walls are covered 
with the names of boys who were distinguished at 
school for their good work or for their good influence 
and character. Portraits of former principals and 
distinguished masters are hanging round, and in one 
place the Founder, in bright uniform and with his 
earnest face, looks down upon the scene. There is a 
good deal of Canadian history and achievement repre- 
sented in that room. The boys who assemble 
there, where the fathers of many of them sat in their 
youth, can hardly fail to take to heart the lessons 
which they learn from day to day. But apart from 
any words that are read or spoken, there are two 
lessons which a thoughtful boy should learn from the 
place itself. The first is that success is not a matter 
of chance, and the second, that there is something 
better in life than making money. 


The Times publishes the following sonnet by 
the well-known Irish poet, artist, mysJtic, and prime 
mover in the Irish Agricultural Co-operative Society 
— George Russell: 

Say for what f oeman watch and ward you keep ? 

From iron throats the ceaseless voices thrill 
The loud deliveries of Imperial will. 

Still must you dream, although you may not sleep. 
A dream, a dream assails you o'er the deep, 

And some yet mightier dream alone may kill 
The viewless foeman, and preserve you still 

From that dim cavern of old time, where creep 
All dying dignities and dreamless powers. 

The Rod of Empire is for those who hold 
Man's wandering mind by some eternal lure. 

Be rich in dream as in your ancient hours, 
And bribe the spirit with unearthly gold, 

And this magnificence may yet endure. 



> LlDDAfiY FltSEr 

1 WONDER how many of my readers have read 
Major- General S. B. Steele's bulky volume of 
most timely reminiscences? The author is now at 
the front taking part in his third campaign. His 
Forty Years in Canada (McClellan, Goodchild) is a 
most valuable addition to Canadian history, and the 
period of which he writes is, perhaps, the most event- 
ful in the life of the Dominion. It witnessed the 
extraordinary development of the West, the building 
of the railways and the confederation of the prov- 
inces. Canada advanced to the ranks of self-gov- 
erning nations and opened her doors wide to desir- 
able immigrants from the congested countries of 
Europe. The forty years which the gallant soldier 
recalls may not be the most spectacular, in some re- 
spects, in the life of our country, but they are of 
absorbing interest to all students of Canadian his- 
tory and not devoid of romance. 

One wonders, as the story of the author's career 
unfolds, whether the country realizes what it owes to 
men like Major-General S. B. Steele, who have sprung 
from families in which military service has become a 
tradition. His father, who served in the navy in the 
days of Nelson, was one of seven sons, three of whom 
served in the navy, and three in the army, during the 
Napoleonic wars. The call of the blood is irresistible, 
and in these days of epoch-marking war, we have 
reason to be thankful that the fighting breed has not 

died out. 


Another book that has been added to my library 
shelves is A Far Country, just published by the Mac- 
millan Company. Mr. Winston Churchill, the 
author, is developing great force of character in his 
novels, and winning to his side a big audience. It 
may not be literature of the highest form, but his 
writing pulsates with life. A voice crying in the 
wilderness it may be, but one that the common peo- 
ple will hear gladly. Novels with a definite purpose 
have their drawbacks. Local and circumscribed in 
their appeal, they do not possess the fire of immortal- 
ity. But they serve their day and generation and 
may live on in other days when the same conditions 
prevail. The great American Republic must ever be 
a subject of enthralling interest to Canadians. We 
cannot altogether escape being influenced by our 
neighbor, and in turn influencing to some degree her 
outlook. The evils against which Mr. Churchill in- 
veighs in his latest novel — big business monopolies, 
concentration of wealth in the hands of a few, the 
power of money in legislation, ill-assorted marriages 
and divorce — are not unknown in our midst. Indeed, 
it is remarkable how much there is in common be- 
tween the two peoples in the light of this book. 


The awakening of woman as revealed in A Far 
Country, the revolt against the barbaric idea that 
she is part and parcel of her husband's goods and 

chattels, recalls a book I recently read, Woman's 
Mysteries of a Primitive People (Cassell), written by 
Mrs. D. Amaury Talbot. Much has been published 
concerning the primitive life of man, but woman has 
been more or less of a sealed book. Mrs. Talbot has 
seen much of the inner life of the Ibibios — a tribe 
numbering about three-quarters of a million people, 
inhabiting the southeastern part of Southern Nigeria. 
She gained the confidence of the women and learned 
much about their inner life. Two chapters deal with 
the belief in pre-natal influences and birth customs, 
the cruelties practised on "twin mothers," and the 
horror with which they contemplate their off- 

"Affinities" and "bush souls" are regarded by 
the Ibibios as hereditary. On the whole, the women 
of this race fare well at the hands of their men folk, 
and Mrs. Talbot says there is much ground for the 
belief that in past times the Ibibios women were the 
dominating influence in the tribe. They still have 
women's clubs, an echo of the days when the three 
great societies of the tribe, including the War Club, 
were exclusively composed of women. There is 
greater opportunity to-day for women engaged in 
ethnic studies to gather information about the life 
and religious beliefs and practices of the women of 
uncivilized races. What strikes me most in reading 
this book is the fact that the white woman of civilized 
countries is still an inscrutable mystery to many. 

In A Far Country Mr. Churchill shows that the 
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by their men folk, who think that in amassing un- 
limited money by any means, however shady, and by 
providing big houses and an ostentatious display of 
wealth, they are doing all that is required ol them to 
make their wives happy. They have yet to learn 
that woman has a soul and that she does not live by 

bread alone. 

The Old Fogey. 


Killed in action at Neuve Chapelle, 28th April. He was the fifth 

son of Mr. J. M. Dent. Another of Mr. Dent's sons 

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My Favorite Author 


Author of "Songs in Times Despite" 

AMONG so many favorites it is not good taste to 
discriminate. Each author has his own pecu- 
liar charm and appeal. Personally, I find that my 
appreciation of the great ones of literature varies. I 
cannot always enjoy Keats, and even Shakespeare 
palls at times. My delight in the classics comes in 
cycles; to-night I can sit up with Charles Lamb till 
after bedtime, to-morrow I will pass him on the street 
without so much as a nod of recognition. I can 
feast upon the richly-spread table of Emerson for 
weeks at a stretch, and feel that he supplies all my 
needs for time and eternity. He seems to be Plato, 
Bacon and Shakespeare rolled into one; but there 
comes a morning when Emerson fails me and I leave 
him for other company. 

So the question as to who is my favorite author 
is a difficult one to answer, and it is not a fair ques- 
tion to me or to the author I am acquainted with. 
It all depends on the mood the question finds me in. 
If you were to see me reading a book on the street or 
in a street car, and you were to put the question to 
me: "Now, sir, who is your favorite author to-day?" 
I would probably reply by handing you the book I 
was reading. The truth is, I have many favorite 
authors, but no pet ones. I love each one in his 
turn, as he instructs or inspires me. 

Most of us have our pet subjects. We are spec- 
ialists in some lines. It may be poetry, philosophy, 
theology, science, or fiction. My line is poetry, 
Fiction does not hold me long; I strive earnestly to 
get through a novel, and sometimes succeed when I 
have to review one. Thackeray I have never been 
able to get through to the end — this is not a boast, 
but a humble confession. Dickens I have read with 
delight, but he is often too long. I know more of 
Scott's poetry than his prose. Meredith is one of my 
favorites among the moderns; he is strong and 
cheerful and poetical, especially in "Richard Feverel," 
"Diana of the Crossways," and "The Egoist." 
Thomas Hardy's earlier works I like best, but his 
pessimism is not so objectionable to me in his fiction 
as his poetry. 

All this, of course, is off the subject, but I am really 
trying to pick out my favorite. I am afraid the task 
is a hopeless one and I must give it up. I have not 
even mentioned the ever, or very often, delightful 
R. L. S. I could tell you how much I like Omar 
Khayyam, and I could give an interesting account of 
my first encounter with John Locke in the old type. 
He was at one time my favorite author; but after 
him I fell in love with Robbie Burns, and again I 
worshipped Carlyle. I think of the happy days and 
nights I spent with Dr. Sam Johnson on the intro- 
duction of Boswell. I must renew that old acquaint- 


How I Began 


BEGAN what? 
Shakespeare tells us that "One man in his time 
plays many parts," and not wishing to appear eccen- 
tric or different from other men I confess to having 
begun many things. A backward glance leads me to 
believe that all my life I have been beginning things 
or beginning over again. But the question has been 
asked by the editor of the Bookman, so I assume that 
he refers to my adventures in writing. 

I cannot tell when I began. I can remember 
being teased before I went to school because of little 
rhymes I composed, and as I started to school before 
I was five years old, I must have begun at a tender age. 

My next recollection is of being threatened with 
expulsion from school because of a rhymed satire on 
my teacher. As I have regretted it more than any- 
thing I have ever written, I shall not quote it. 
At the age of thirteen I became involved in a libel 
suit because of a paragraph contributed to the local 
paper, so it may be assumed that I was even then a 
practising journalist. As I see it now the trouble with 
my early writing was that I told the plain, unvarnished 
truth. Since then I have learned to use varnish. 

While working on the farm from the age of thir- 
teen to eighteen I covered reams of tea paper — which 
I bought in bulk — with songs, lyrics, ballads and 
romances, in imitation of whatever poet happened to 
be my idol at the time. Fortunately my critical 
faculty outran my creative faculty and when I 
started to High School I heroically dedicated the 
whole mass to Vulcan — burned every scrap of what 
I had written. 

My first signed contribution to appear in print 
was a ballad on "My First Moustache," which was 
published in one of the early issues of Toronto Satur- 
day Night. Shortly afterwards I became a paid con- 
tributor to J. W. Bengough's paper, Grip, and began 
to get material returns from my writing. From that 
time to this I have been contributing to newspapers, 
syndicates and magazines and as Zangwill said when 
telling of his firsc book, "have achieved a reputation 
infinitely less widespread than that of a prize-fighter, 
and a financial position that a man might more easily 
be born to." 

My first book was written during a period of 
storm and stress in L,ondon, England. As English 
magazines at that time paid on publication, I had to 
do something strenuous while waiting for my contri- 
butions to work through the mill, so I mapped out a 
little book, submitted the outline to a publisher and 
hypnotized him into providing me with a stenographer 
and agreeing to pay a substantial advance on royal- 
ties as soon as the manuscript was delivered. The 
book was dictated at the rate of a chapter a day and 
sent to the printers without revision. As the pub- 
lisher failed before the book was put on the market, 
I escaped the critical manhandling that such careless 
work deserved. I managed to secure twenty-five 
copies to send to friends and that was the full extent 
of its circulation. It is entitled, "To Be Taken With 
Salt, being an essay in teaching one's grandmother 
how to suck eggs." 

My first book to be formally published and placed 
on the market — and not very far on it either — was 
"The Prodigal and Other Poems," published by 
Mitchell Kennerley, of New York. It is a selection 
from my contributions to the magazines. 

The nearest to a real beginning that I ever made 
was when I began to contribute country sketches to 
the Toronto Globe and The Farmer's Advocate. I feel 
that this may be regarded as a real beginning, because 
I have continued along the same line for six years. 
E. E. Sheppard's "Farmin' Editor Sketches," in the 
Toronto News, over thirty years ago first revealed to 
me the possibilities of farm life as a source of copy, 
and when it became necessary for me to begin over 
again I decided to begin on a farm. I wonder if 


Who commenced his literary career with a rhymed satire on his teacher, 

and who now, as a farmer, spices his silo with a 

cheerful philosophy 

that explanation is sufficient to convince the editor 
that I ever really "Began." If it is not, I assure 
him that I am willing to make a fresh beginning to- 
morrow. The greatest joy in life is to avoid being 
tagged and labelled, and to be free to "start some- 
thing" at any time and in any place. I know that 
this is terribly unorthodox in a world where every 
man has his own pigeon-hole in which he may be 
found when needed, but my taste inclines me to the 
philosophy of St. Kevin, who 

"Could always be at home 
Just beyond the reach of rule." 
Now I have filled the space allotted to me and if 
the editor knows how I began, or what I began, he 
knows more than I do. Yesterday, with its begin- 
nings is dead; to-day is full of the joy of life and the 
urge of new beginnings, and the chief lure of to- 
morrow is that it may lead us to 

"Fresh woods and pastures new." 



The Graphic War Extras 

» * 

THE GRAPHIC," the great English illustrated 
paper, is known all over the Empire, and so 
is^the name of Mr. Hilliard Atteridge, the war cor- 
respondent and military historian. There are two 
volumes of "The Graphic" War Extras issued to 
date: "The First Phase of the Great War," and 
"The Second Phase of the Great War." (Hod- 
der and Stoughton, Ltd., limp canvas, $1.50 each). 
These are really splendid publications, with a wealth 
of illustrations. Vol. 1, for example, has nearly two 
hundred pictures in color and tone, while Vol. 2 has 
one hundred and twenty in color and black and white, 
together with eighteen maps. Mr. Atteridge's ac- 
count of the military and naval operations themselves 
is clear and illuminating, and shows the hand of a 
writer who has given deep study to the strategical 
situation. For instance, he corrects the popular mis- 
conception about the "mysterious" swerving of Von 
Kluck's Army away from Paris towards the south- 
east in the first days of September, and shows that 
there had in reality been no change in the German 
plans. The one object of the enemy was the de- 
struction of the allied armies, and Von Kluck, on 
the right of the enemy's advance, was merely clos- 
ing to his own left to co-operate with Von Bulow in 
the advance across the Marne. A number of clear 
maps illustrate this and other important movements. 
The pictures are exceedingly arresting, many being 
from sketches or other material supplied by those 
who were present on the occasion. 

Another important announcement is that of a 
new novel, "His Royal Happiness," by Mrs. Everard 
Cotes (Sara Jeannette Duncan) — (Hodder & Stough- 
ton, Ltd., illustrated, $1.25). The author is well 
known in social circles in this country, and this is 
undoubtedly the most charming novel she has writ- 
ten. The idea of an English prince marrying the 
most beautiful girl in America is in itself fascinating, 
but, when presented with all the sparkle and vivacity 
which have done so much to make this author pop- 
ular, it becomes more fascinating still. It is a thrill- 
ing and very picturesque story, ending with a gorge- 
ous State marriage between the King of Great 
Britain and the most beautiful woman in America, 
thus founding an Anglo-American dynasty. 

"The Consolation Bureau," by David Lyall, 
author of "The Land o' the Leal," (Hodder & 
Stoughton, Ltd., SI. 25), bears a most appropriate 
title. For, while recording the varied and touching 
experience of a sympathetic woman whose mission 
in life is to advise and help, it demonstrates the latent 
possibilities of hope and healing which are present in 
the most apparently hopeless outlook. The stamp 
of truth is visible upon all the episodes narrated here; 
and the tactful, commonsense advice administered by 
the head of the "Consolation Bureau" is likely to 
bear fruit in many similar cases. 


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have placed on sale an extensive stock 
of books at remarkably low prices, 
which we do not care to move. 

The stock offered includes History, 
Theology, Fiction, Verse, Gift Books, 
Canadiana, and a number of sets of 
Shakespeare, Guizot and others. 

Spend a few minutes "browsing" 
among this stock. In all probability 
you'll pick up for merely a nominal 
price two or three books you've wanted 
for a long time. 

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Good books are worth 
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IN this fascinating book by Mr. Hermann Jackson 
Warner (Constable) one meanders at sweet will 
at a leisurely gait through many countries, just as 
the spirit wills, taking diligence through France, 
climbing hills in Switzerland, wintering under Italian 
skies, sniffing the fragrance of cherry blossoms in 
Japan, or sipping tea in China — roundabout journeys 
in which one meets all sorts and conditions of people. 

Three years ago there was much speculation as 
to the authorship of "European Years" — a collection 
of letters written by an American gentleman during 
a residence of forty years abroad at the end of last 
century. So wide an appeal did these letters make 
that old desks, secret drawers and cabinets were 
rummaged for more of the same blend, the letters, 
as the editor, Mr. George Edward Woodberry re- 
minds us in a prefatory note, of one who has the 
power to engage us in his little affairs of the moment, 
with a blend of seriousness and triviality, and a stout 
independence of views such as becomes one of that 
old Puritan stock which was the great tap-root of 

Take this for example, written from Hove, Sussex, 
England, seventeen years ago: "There was one 
paper in The Forum which I found especially inter- 
esting, by Sidney Low, on "The English Governing 
Oligarchy." I was struck by the superiority of 
style in English writing of this kind (Low is an Eng- 
lishman) over the American style. Take up some 
English Review and compare it with a similar Amer- 
ican Review, and you will see what I mean. To be 
sure, the papers in an English Review read as if they 
were all written by the same hand, but the style is 
uniformly good for that kind of writing: No flip- 
pancy; solid and clear thinking; faultless grammar; 
no colloquialisms ; no eccentricity ; no effort at smart- 
ness. In all our American writing there is an imma- 
turity of style, a superficiality of thought, a thinness 
so to speak, — a kind of watery flow of words, char- 
acteristic of young and vapid writers." 

And then he passes rapidly to the social side of 
English life, on which he discourses in quite a humorous 
vein: "But to go from one thing to another, — there 
was an old English lady taking tea one afternoon 
here with us. We were served with some nice toast, 
cut into small pieces and heavily buttered; she ate 
it with zest; or, to speak precisely, with voracity, — 
saying it was 'scrumptious.' She is from the North 
of England and 'scrumptious' is the word they use 
in those parts for anything especially good." 

And then he wanders on to the English mode of 
living: " The breakfast hour is most unseemly. lam 
in the habit of taking coffee at eight, and to wait till 
half-past nine is very tiresome. At this season of the 
year I am in the habit, too, of rising at six, but I can't 
do it here. I tried it one morning, and almost fell 

over from sheer exhaustion before the breakfast hour 
came round. I like dining late but I ob- 
serve that everything is late in the morning in Eng- 
land. The day 'seems' to begin two hours later than 
it does anywhere else. The American Sunday news- 
paper has not yet reached this side of the Atlantic, 
but I think it will have a howling sale when it gets 
here, for the English are a newspaper-reading folk: 
Witness Hove, — that is, Brighton, — three hundred 
churches and not one library!" 

Those were the days when the stationer's shop 
was also Mudie's circulating library, and the custom 
still prevails in some parts. His discourses upon 
books and men are intensely interesting and chatty. 
Of the Thunderer he observes: "Yes, it is an admir- 
ably-printed newspaper, The Times, and I must say 
it is a pleasure to open a fresh copy of it, after morn- 
ing coffee and kippered herrings, — and having stuck 
a long (India) Dindigul cigar into my long Carlsbad 
cigar-holder, to roam over its ample pages, surveying 
mankind from Peking to Peru, while perfumed breezes 
from the garden blow gently in through the open 
window, and the bottle-fly may be heard pulling him- 
self together for the work of the day." The cost of 
living come in for some caustic comments. He finds 
that "cheapness in England, as with us, is nastiness; 
whereas in Germany or Italy one can be cheap and 
genteel at the same time." 

Among the many writers to whom the author of 
these letters alludes is Hawthorne, whose masterpiece 
"The Scarlet Letter," he found at first very disap- 
pointing. "This feeling," he writes, "no longer pos- 
sesses me. I look upon the book as a masterpiece. 
The style is exquisite; but I need not dwell upon the 
style; everyone must feel Hawthorne's style, — at any 
rate, everyone of any sort of literary culture. Further- 
more, Hawthorne possesses the rare faculty of sketch- 
ing a character so that it stands harmonious, and 
clear in outline, in the reader's mind as an enduring 
entity. The "Vicar of Wakefield" shows Goldsmith 
to have been possessed of a similar faculty." But 
Hawthorne had his limitations. His characters are 
wonderful portraits, he displays no dramatic faculty, 
has no creative faculty, no imagination. 

"He broke down most pathetically at last," adds 
Mr. Warner, "in sheer incompetency to weave a 
plot. . . . But nevertheless he was a master of our 
English speech, and his works are masterpieces in 
their way; exquisite genre pictures." 

He has much to say about the great figures in 
Victorian literature, and as he writes the flow of his 
words recalls the murmuring brook as it gurgles 
through the pasture land and pleasant meadows and 
leafy shades. Pity that letter-writing of this type is 
no longer as common as it used to be, before the whirr 
of the factory wheels lured the countryside from its 
rural retreats. 

"Ships that pass in the night, and speak to each 
other in passing, 

Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the dark- 

So, on the ocean of life we pass and speak one another, 

Only a look and a voice, the darkness again and a 

The Bookworm. 




The Wayfarers 9 Library 

Books to pick up as you sit on the sunny verandah of your summer cottage — to spend a pleasant 
hour with in your canoe— to read aloud from in the evening when the blinds are drawn — books 
with so many points of excellence, so many little artistic touches, that it's a real pleasure to 

handle them— such is the now famous Wayfarers' Library. 



OF all cries, none thrills through the heart of a 
sailor like that of fire. Human helplessness is 


"Round the 
Galley Fire" 

W. Clark Russell 

never so felt as at such a time. The ship is a burn- 
ing volcano, from whose cabin the 
red flames may soar presently, 
making a wide circumference of 
air scorching hot with a furious 
play of withering flame. The 
mate said that he believed the fire 
was in the hold under the cabin. 
Forthwith there was a rush to the hatches, which 
were immediately closed ; caulking irons were fetched, 
and the air was busy with the hammering of mallets. 
It was a sight to see the men. There was no lack of 
determined courage among them, but the cry of 
'Fire' was ringing in their ears; they toiled in 
quick, impulsive rushes, with feverish haste, glancing 
to right and left, knowing not in what part of the 
ship the fire would first show itself in flame. Every 
ventilator was closed, and the cabin shut up, in the 
hope of stifling the fire, and the crew then gathered 
in a group in the waist to watch and wait and see 
what their work would do for them. 

"Presently somebody called out that the smoke 
was still breaking through. 

'"Look there — and there, sir!' It was hard to 
guess how it could escape; the hatches were closed 
and caulked, every aperture securely blocked, and 
yet there was the smoke breaking out from all parts 
of the vessel as steam rises from the compact earth. 
On this the carpenter's chest was overhauled, and by 
order of the captain the men fell to work to bore 
holes in the deck. As the solid planks were pierced 
the smoke belched forth in puffs, mingled with a 
pestilential exhalation of gas that forced the seamen 
to work with averted faces. The pumps were then 
manned, the hose got along, buckets dropped over 
the side, and all hands turned-to to drown the fire by 

discharging water into the glowing cargo." 

"Meanwhile he stands, facing the modern world, 
the symbol of medievalism in the heart of the 
Twentieth Century. The cause for 
which he fights could have no 
more worthy protagonist. He is 
every inch a King. Divest him of 
his office and he would still be one 
of the half-dozen most consider- 
able men in his Empire. When the 
British editors visited Germany they were brought 
into intimate contact with all the leaders of action 


" The Grand 
Hotel " 

By Arnold Bennett 



Priests and 
Kings " 

By A. G. Gardiner 

and thought in the country, and I believe it is true 
to say that the Kaiser left the sharpest and most 
vivid personal impression on the mind. 

"It was the impression of enormous energy and 
mental alertness, of power, wayward and uncertain, 
but fused with a spark of genius, of a temperament 
of high nervous force, quickly responsive to every 
emotional appeal. His laugh is as careless as a boy's, 
but you feel that it is laughter that may turn to 
lightning at a word." 

"'Mr. Rocco's compliments, sir, and he regrets to 
be unable to serve steak and bass to-night, sir.' 

' ' ' Mr. Rocco ? ' questioned Rack- 
sole, lightly. 

'"Mr. Rocco,' repeated Jules 
Babylon with firmness. 

'"And who is Mr. Rocco?' 
"'Mr. Rocco is our chef, sir.' 
Jules had the expression of a man 
who is asked to explain who Shakespeare was. 

"The two men looked at each other. It seemed 
incredible that Theodore Racksole, the ineffable 
Racksole, who owned a thousand miles of railway, 
several towns, and sixty votes in Congress, should be 
defied by a waiter, or even by a whole hotel. Yet, 
so it was. When Europe's effete back is against the 
wall not a regiment of millionaires can turn its flank. 
Jules had the calm expression of a strong man sure 
of victory. His face said: 'You beat me once, but 
not this time, my New York friend!' 

"As for Nella, knowing her father, she foresaw 
interesting events, and waited confidently for the 
steak. She did not feel hungry, and she could afford 
to wait. 

"'Excuse me a moment, Nella,' said Theodore 
Racksole quietly, ' I shall be back in about two 
seconds,' and he strode out of the salle a manger. 
No one in the room recognized the millionaire, for 
he was unknown to London, this being his first visit 
to Europe for over twenty years. Had anyone done 
so, and caught the expression on his face, that man 
might have trembled for an explosion which should 
have blown the entire Grand Babylon into the 
Thames. Jules retired strategically to a corner. 
He had fired; it was the antagonist's turn. A long 
and varied experience had taught Jules that a guest 
who embarks on the subjugation of a waiter is 
almost always lost; the waiter has so many advan- 
tages in such a contest." 

Ask your bookseller for a list of titles. 





Together with 

New Editions 

and Reprints 

of Popular 


Jean Baptiste, by J. E. Le Rossignol. Toronto: 
Dent. Price, $1.25 net. 
This is a story of life in a French-Canadian settle- 
ment. The hero is a young man with ideals — a 
visionary who dreamt dreams and built "air castles." 
Contrary to the usual custom of the young men of 
the settlement, who left home to seek their fortunes, 
Jean Baptiste chose to remain in his valley home. 
His story begins towards the end of his school days, 
when M. Paradis, the cur6 of St. Placide, struck by 
the boy's learning, endeavors to persuade him to 
enter the Church. Indeed, all is arranged on his be- 
half; but not even a bishopric is included in his 
dreams, so he decides that the priesthood is not his 
vocation. For a time he drifts through life, yet un- 
consciously he is learning. He goes to school with 
Nature, and becomes an expert woodsman and 
hunter. The arrival of a tourist angler to lodge with 
his mother, Madame Giroux, opens his eyes to the 
possibility of developing St. Placide, and his "castle 
in the air" materializes in the form of an inn to at- 
tract the summer tourist. His effort is regarded by 
the habitants as a desire to put himself above them, 
and resented accordingly. Jean has enemies, of 
course — Pamphile, whom he had fought at school and 
beaten, and who has not forgotten; Mere Tabeau, a 
vicious old busybody. Thanks to them, the inn is 
burned to the ground, and Jean sees himself ruined. 
But he has friends also — none truer than Michel 
Gamache, old hunter and recluse. How obstacles 
were surmounted, how the little, capricious Gabrielle 
was won, and how, incidentally, Michel Gamache sees 
again, after forty years, the sweetheart of his youth, 
the Sceur Sainte Anne, readers will find for themselves 
in a very pleasant, brightly-written book. Through 
its pages the fresh Canadian breezes blow, fragrant 
with pine and spruce. 

Blessington's Folly, by T. G. Roberts. London: 
Long & Co. Price, 6s. 
The author of "Love on Smoky River" gives us 
in his latest novel a book rich in incident. The 
scene is laid in the wilds of Labrador, where the activ- 
ities of the fishermen and trappers provide materials 
for a most interesting tale in which the isolated life 
of the community is vividly portrayed. This novel 
should strengthen the author's hold on the reading 
public. As already announced in these pages, Mr. 
Theodore Goodridge Roberts is a Lieutenant in the 
12th Battalion, 4th Brigade, of the Canadian Over- 
seas Expeditionary Force. 

The Scotchman and I, by an Englishwoman. To- 
ronto: Hodder & Stoughton. Price, $1.25. 
This is a clever thrust at the virtues and idiosyn- 
crasies of "Brither Scot" from an English stand- 
point. A charming book, delightfully written. 

The Graves at Kilmorna, by Canon P. A. Sheehan. 
London: Longmans. Price, 6s. 
An historical tale of a stirring period in Irish his- 
tory, this book will appeal to all who delight in the 

paradoxes of Irish life. It begins with the Fenian 
movement of 1867, when Myles Coogan was sen- 
tenced to a term of penal servitude for participating 
in the rising. When he emerges from prison he finds 
that the ballot has superseded the rifle, and is hit 
by a stone and killed when addressing a political 
gathering — killed at the hands of the people for 
whose liberties he believed he was fighting. A most 
readable novel, in which the sincerity and high aims 
of the Fenians are set out. For Irishmen the book 
conveys a salutary lesson. 

The Little Mother Who Sits At Home, edited by 

Countess Barcynska. Toronto: Copp, Clark. 
:.'■ To the manner-of-fact person this little volume 
will not appeal. It is inspired by a spirit of sensibil- 
ity which one rarely finds in volumes of letters — but 
then these are not so much letters as the diary of a 
mother's heart. The mother is a widow, with a little 
son. In these letters of delicate intimacy, some of 
which were never sent, but were written merely to 
relieve her own heart, she lays bare the tenderness of 
her mother-love — her anxiety for her boy as an in- 
fant, as a schoolboy, as a student, as a man beginning 
the work of his life. Incidentally she discloses her 
own unselfishness and self-sacrifice. Perhaps, the 
mother spirit is dissected too much in these letters, 
but it is shown to us simply and tenderly. 

Johnny Appleseed, by Eleanor Atkinson. New 
York: Harper Brothers. Price, $1.25 net. 

Miss Atkinson brings us back to the firesides of 
the early settlers of the Middle West, the days "of 
the pioneers who crossed the Alleghany Mountains; 
of the river boatmen who navigated the uncharted 
waterways of the old Northwest territory and of the 
Indian fighters of the last Border War" — the days of 
Jonathan Chapman, whose identity is concealed in 
the name which gives the title to her book. 

The Herb of Healing, by G. B. Burgin. London: 
Hutchinson. Price, 6s. 

A Canadian tale of village life, in which the 
author draws upon the tradition that the Indians 
possessed a secret cure for consumption. How the 
remedy was obtained from a hostile Chief at the cost 
of a life provides the reader with some stirring in- 

Bred of the Dessert, by Marcus Horton. New 
York: Harpers. Price, $1.50. 

A tale of Mexico, in which a splendid black horse, 
"Pat," is the chief actor. For "Pat" is so hand- 
some that the horse thieves are ever on his track. 
How Stephen the "slacker" won the hand of "Pat's" 
mistress by recovering the horse from the latest 
horse stealer, Is told in a story, the chief charm of 
which is the sympathetic interpretation of the horse's 
feelings during its adventurous career and the 
glimpses one gets of Mexican life. 

The Measurement of Social Phenomena, by A. 

L. Bowley, Sc.D. London: King. Price, 3s. 6d. 

It is the author's aim to make thinking more sys- 
tematic. In studying social phenomena, many fac- 
tors have to be considered. It is the author's be- 
lief that the time has come to analyse the work of 
investigators, to assign their place in an organic body 
of science, to consider from the beginning the general 
objects and methods of social investigation and to 
ascertain how far these objects have been realized. 





'"V7"OU don't believe that Waterloo was won on 
■*■ the cricket fields of England," said Morgan. 
" I don't believe that it was won in England or on 
the cricket field, or by the English. I believe that it 
was won by Blueher and the Prussians on the field of 
Waterloo. As for sport, cricket, football, tennis — 
they are charming, if you will, but impractical. 
There's something feminine, almost effeminate, about 

"Feminine!" said Charlotte. "You surprise me! 
I thought that athletics of all sorts were the very top 
pitch of masculine virility." 

Von Hollman lit a cigarette. "Look at the 
Greeks and Romans," he said. "Every nation repre- 
sents a principle, every nation is either masculine or 
feminine in its genius. The Greeks were feminine, 
they were the greatest race of amateur athletes the 
world has ever seen. Did the Romans practise ath- 
letics? No, they had slaves to contest before them, 
but reserved their own strength for the real business 
of life, for warfare. They conquered and dominated 
Greece as the masculine must always conquer and 
dominate the feminine. The French to-day are 
feminine. The greatest boxer in the world to-day is 
a Frenchman, but what of the French army? The 
athletes of the air, the aviators who perform the most 
astonishing and useless tricks are Frenchmen, but 
where are the French Zeppelins? And what is the 
present state of the French navy?" 

"And America, Count Otto," said Charlotte, "is 
it masculine or feminine?" 

"Oh, feminine," said the Count, "and altogether 


The foregoing is an extract from "Here's To the 
Day," by Charles Agnew MacLean and Frank 
Blighton (The Musson Book Co., Ltd., cloth $1.25). 
It is a stirring tale of the European War, in which a 
young American physician and a girl are caught in 
the cogs of the great Prussian military machine as 
it advances through Luxembourg, crushing every- 
thing in its path. Von Hollman is a high officer in 
the Death's Head Hussars, who wants Charlotte 
Cameron, the niece of the United States diplomatic 
representative in the Duchy of Luxembourg, and 
Morgan is the American doctor, who is later arrested 
for aiding the escape of a French aviator who has 
taken refuge from the Uhlans at the house of the 
U.S. envoy. Exciting adventures in aeroplane and 
automobile are encountered in the endeavour of the 
lovers to escape from the power of the Prussian 
officer who, it is whispered, is in reality a member of 
the family of Hohenzollern and a near relation of the . 

Emperor himself. It is not easy, however, to elude 
the long arm of Von Hollman — nor is it accomplished 
until the two Americans have been carried along 
with the German armies to the banks of the Marne. 
The authors have a very clear conception of the work- 
ings of Prussian militarism, and their book is of the 
kind that one does not lay down till the last page is 

Knowing the cordial welcome that awaits the 
good war novel at the present time, the publishers 
are issuing a series of stories for boys, by Captain 
Allan Grant, soldier, war correspondent and author. 
The first, entitled "A Cadet of Belgium" (The 
Musson Book Co., Ltd., illustrated, 75c), tells the 
story of the German advance into Belgium, the siege 
of Liege, and the struggle to reach the French border. 
Passing swiftly across the screen are armored motor 
cars, motor cycles, the German and Belgian cavalry. 
Every lad will read with avidity the stirring adven- 
tures of Jack and Raoul, boys of the Gray Wolf 
Patrol, and the brave deeds they wrought for Bel- 
gium — deeds that won them the military medal from 
the hands of King Albert. 

The second of the series, "In Defence of Paris" 

(The Musson Book Co., Ltd., illustrated, 75c), is an 
accurate story of the Great War, and tells how a 
couple of Boy Scouts — an American and his French 
chum — fought in the trenches with the infantry of 
the Allies, actually meeting with Sir John French and 
being attached to his staff. They were taken pris- 
oners by German cavalry, had an exciting struggle 
with a spy in a mouldy old church tower, and went 
through the terrific battle of the Marne. It is such 
a tale as can be told only by a writer who is a soldier 
and war correspondent, like Captain Grant. The next 
title in the series will be "Fifty Feet Under the Sea." 

A new novel by Agnes and Egerton Castle, really 
needs no recommendation to the thousands of read- 
ers who have been delighted by such books as "The 
Light of Scarthey," by the same distinguished auth- 
ors. It is enough to say that "Forlorn Adven- 
turers" (The Musson Book Co., Ltd., cloth, $1.25), 
concerns the lives of Ian and Morna, Lord and Lady 
Stronaven. Between them was a great love, yet, in 
a moment of rage, Ian uttered words which shattered 
all Morna's ideals. She left him for an Italian artist, 
and the husband did nothing to hinder the divorce. 
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A writer in The Book Monthly recently expressed 
the hope that, for the sake of generations yet unborn, 
we are all keeping diaries during the war. If we 
did, the diaries would be remarkable mainly for the 
paucity of their references to the European cam- 
paign. The reader will remember Maurice Baring's 
Lost Diaries, in which he writes the daily record of 
an English governess in Paris during 1870-71. Its 
chief feature is that it makes no reference what- 
ever to the siege. After all, the satire is not mis- 
placed, for the experience of this governess would 
probably hold good of many diarists during this war. 
But after all, such diaries, even were they to refrain 
from direct and critical references to the war, would 
not be less valuable on this account. The output of 
"Histories" of the war so far gives some indication 
of the flood of war literature that will yet come from 
the pens of eye-witnesses and experts. On the other 
hand, war touches our lives in various ways, and 
diaries, however free from direct references to the 
campaign, may be rich in the items of human interest 
that give a more intimate picture of events with 
which the historian rarely deals. Posterity will be 
interested to know how we lived through such a 
military convulsion, how we fared in our daily lives, 
what prices we paid for food, and how we dressed 
and amused ourselves. 

Apropos of these by-products of war, it is inter- 
esting to note that the European campaign provides 
a problem in natural history. During the Franco- 
German war of 1870, great numbers of summer 
migrants, disturbed from their normal haunts, made 
their way to the British Isles. On a more extended 
scale, this war, it might be expected, would disclose 
a greater influence upon the migratory habits of 
birds. So far, however, the migrants have been 
fewer than in normal times. On the whole, there are 
fewer summer migrants in the United Kingdom than 
in normal years. 


Following the policy of London literary journals 
during the war, we have decided to curtail our publi- 
cation during the dog days, breaking new ground 
in the September issue by publishing a special num- 
ber containing the autumn list of new books, 

A Higher International 1 ' °tn 


v I ^HE question of peace will one day supersede 
■*■ public interest in the actual fighting. The fol- 
lowing is condensed from a timely article in The 
Modern Churchman : 

After the War is over will come the extraordinarily 
difficult task of the arrangement of Peace. And that 
will be not only difficult, but unspeakably important, 
for it is a lasting Peace that we shall seek. It is to 
such a task as this — the discovery of principles, the 
shaping of them to present needs, and the creation of 
a public opinion that I seek to contribute my mite in 
this article. 

1. As a system, international law is "substantially 
the creation of civilized Europe during the last three 
centuries." But it is not a complete code, and as 
Prof. Sheldon Amos has pointed out, "it is a positive 
system of law in the making." Some of the philo- 
sophical pre-suppositions of a genuine international 
law were considered by the Greek Stoic philosophers. 
But prior to this time, not only was there no interna- 
tional law, but there could not be. Treaties, alliances, 
temporary arrangements there might be, but these 
were all based on expediency. A true international 
law must be based upon some kind of theory of the 
true relationship of man to man. It must believe that 
there is some relationship between all men out of 
which relationship obligations spring. If its men are 
not related to each other by any tie more inclusive than 
the national, then they can have no obligations to each 
other, and there can be no such thing as international 

This was the condition of things found in antiquity, 
revealed by a typical group of nations inhabiting Asia 
Minor, and as far east as the River Euphrates, — 
Assyrians, Babylonians, Syrians, Moabites, Hebrews, 
and others. The common ideas of these peoples which 
concern us now are the following : — Every nation has 
its own god, who is the god of the land in which they 
live— thus Jehovah is the god of the Hebrews, 
Chemosh of the Ammonites, Moloch of the Moabites, 
Asshur of the Assyrians, and so on, 

It is necessary to dwell upon this point, because 
you can see how under such circumstances hostility 
was the natural attitude of nation to nation — how war 
* as only limited by the power to make war. How 
great empires rose and fell without any principle of 
progress such as liberty, or even art, or good govern- 
ment, but sprang solely from the mere lust of conquest 
or of gain. But it is easy to see that it could scarcely 
be otherwise, because there was no such conception as 
humanity, or a united race, or of the general good. 


I have referred to the idea of humanity. Just what 
do we mean by it? By humanity we mean the entire 
human race conceived of as a unity. We speak of the 
love of humanity, the welfare of humanity, and so on. 

The Hebrew people were the first, but they were 
not the only people to arrive at this idea. The Greeks 
towards the close of their brilliant philosophical 
career, conceived of the idea of the brotherhood of . 
man through the Stoic philosophers. Out of this doc- 
trine there grew the idea, which played a great part 
centuries later when international law came to be 
seriously considered, of a jus naturale, of natural 
rights that belonged to man as man. Cicero gives a 
highly democratic account of natural rights. 

"In every matter the consent of all peoples 
is to be considered the law of nature." 

"We have now to ask this question. If the concep- 
tion of humanity, i.e., of one human race bound to- 
gether by ties religious and social, is more than 2,000 
years old, how comes it that it has so little effect in 
the improvement of national relations ? No one would 
deny that it has had some effect. Yet on the whole 
it is disappointingly small. 

The answer I would offer to this question is two- 

(1) First, from various sources we have learnt that 
firmly rooted traditions are very hard to uproot, even 
after we know that they are false. Now the idea that 
the natural relation between nations is one of hostility, 
must have existed unchecked through thousands of 
years. "With every generation it would increase in 
strength, and so, even when some higher truth was 
revealed, it would be long indeed before the new view 
would seriously affect the old. There can be no doubt 
at all of the strength and force of what we may call 
race prejudice. Nor, if we look within our own 
breasts, can we doubt that it is an instinctive feeling. 
That feeling was very well illustrated in the picture 
in Punch some years ago of one London Cockney say- 
ing to another as an obvious foreigner comes up the 
street, "Ullo, Bill, 'ere's a stranger, 'eave arf a brick 
at 'im." This feeling in the field of international 
relations finds expression in mutual suspicion, mutual 
fear, mutual hostility. The low ideals of international 
relations are in fact the inheritance of the past. 

(2) But in the next place they are due to another 
old belief, which had, perhaps, formerly a measure of 
truth in it. The idea that a nation was an independ- 
ent entity, and that its own interests are endangered 
by the prosperity of its rivals. 

But we are learning very rapidly, and this war is 
a tremendous object lesson in the truth that nations 
are not independent entities at all, but very dependent 
branches of the common stock; that the interests of 
the world are, to-day, very largely mutual ; that the 
destruction of an enemy's wealth impoverishes our- 

Whether then we look at this question of the unity 
of nations and their community of interest from the 
point of view of religion, philosophy, science, high 
politics, or from the material point of view, we arrive 
at the same conclusion. The natural relation of 
nations is not one of hostility, but of friendship, not 
one of war, but of peace, not one of jealous rivalry, 

but of harmonious co-operation. And it is out of the 
facts, some of which are actually new, and of the 
theories that lie behind the facts, that there springs 
to view as the most important need of our time what 
I have ventured to call a higher internationalism. 

The basic principles upon which the edifice of an 
enduring peace must be built are, I would venture to 
suggest, these: 

(1) One God, the common Father of all men. 

(2) The consequent unity of man. 

Our aim then must be a constructive aim. And 
what we have to seek to construct is nothing less than 
a higher nationalism, for all nations, and a higher 
internationalism as between nations. The ideal we 
shtnild cherish has been thus expressed by two English 
writers, one of the 19th century and the other of our 
own times : — 

"Let us conceive of the whole group of civilized 
nations as being, for intellectual and spiritual pur- 
poses, one great Confederation bound to a joint 
action and working towards a common result. ' ' 

Thus wrote Matthew Arnold in the last quarter of 
the 19th century. The other author from whom I will 
quote is Lord Haldane, in his famous address to the 
American Bar Association in Montreal. He was dis- 
cussing the power in our social life of custom and 
usage. He found that men in their ordinary social 
lives are influenced by a system of habitual or custom- 
ary conduct, by what might be called the general will, 
a power which has a sanction largely moral, which, 
within a nation is sufficient in the vast majority of 
events of daily life to insure observance of general 
standards of conduct, without any question of resort 
to force. 

Now, he continued: — 

' ' If this is so within a nation, can it be so as be- 
tween nations ? Can nations form a group, or com- 
munity, among themselves within which a habit of 
looking to common ideals may grow up sufficiently 
strong to develop a general will, and to make the 
binding power of these ideals a reliable sanction 
for their obligations to each other ? ' ' 

His answer is that: — 

"There is nothing in the real nature of nation- 
ality that precludes such a possibility, ' ' 

though he admits that in his judgment we are as yet 
far from its realization. 

We must begin again, and this time we must seek 
secure and solid foundations. Instead of "The Balance 
of Power," we must aim at a "Concert of the 

Judge every word and deed which are accord- 
ing to nature to be fit for thee; and be not diverted 
by the blame which follows from any people nor by 
their words, but if a thing is good to be done or said, 
do not consider it unworthy of thee. For those 
persons have their peculiar leading principle and 
follow their peculiar movement; which things do 
not thou regard, but go straight on, following thy 
own nature and the common nature, and the way 
of both is one. — Marcus Aurelius. 



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One of the most informative books on the War is 
Hilaire felloe's, A General Sketch of the European 
War: The First Phase (Thos. Nelson & Sons). The 
author served in the French army, and sat in the 
British Commons, 1906-10, as member for Salford. 
He has written many charming books and is, per- 
haps, one of the leading writers on military topics 
familiar to the public since the outbreak of war. 
An interesting point made by him is with reference 
to heavy guns. The 11-inch howitzer of the Austrian 
army, he declares, was quite enough to revolutionize 
war conditions. It rendered obsolete and untenable 
fortresses that had been regarded as virtually im- 
pregnable. Another fact not generally known is that 
a 12-inch gun is not twice as powerful as a 6-inch 
piece. It is eight times more powerful, inasmuch as 
a gun varies as the cube of its calibre. 

Two other impressive books on the War are 
Frederick Scott Oliver's Ordeal by Battle (Mac- 
millan), and Philip Gibbs' Soul of the War (Heine- 
mann). Nothing has been written so moving as Mr. 
Gibbs' experiences as a war correspondent. If any- 
thing would serve to stir the blood of the shirker, 
a perusal of this book should gain many recruits. 
Ordeal by Battle is a rather remarkable book, by 
the author of Alexander Hamilton, an essay on the 
American Union. As "Pacificus," his letters to The 
Times on the Irish question arrested wide notice. 
These have since been republished in book form 
(John Murray), and urge a solution of the Irish 
problem on federal lines. 

Another book which will attract a large reading 
public is Subjects of the Day, by Lord Curzon. This 
contains a selection from the speeches and writings 
of Lord Curzon on various subjects of national and 
Imperial importance. Lord Cromer, whose admin- 
istrative work in Egypt will be recalled, writes an 
introduction. Lord Curzon 's speeches deserve to be 
widely read, if only for the limpid purity of his 

Another book in great demand is "Scotland for 
Ever" (Hodder & Stoughton), with a stirring Pre- 
face by the Earl of Kosebery. 

Writing in The North American Review, the 
brilliant author of Mrs. Martin's Man, St. John G. 
Ervine, observes: The effect of war on all imagina- 
tive literature is immediately adverse and ultimately 
incalculable. It is immediately adverse in the sense 
that it instantly devastates the writer, whose imagin- 
ation, quicker than that of most men to see the horror 
and ruin of war, becomes distorted and inflamed so 
that he is made incapable of writing either force- 
fully or nobly about it. The artist, indeed, is the 
first man to suffer from war, and the last man to 
recover from it, not merely in the matter of finance, 
but also, and more importantly, in the matter of his 
art. Many men mocked at the English poets in the 

first months of the war because they wrought rhymes 
of incredible paltriness about the European disaster. 
These critics were ignorant, perhaps, of the fact that 
the poets were so conscious of the misery that had 
been let loose by the outbreak of hostilities that their 
art was overwhelmed by their feelings. 

Poets will not be able to write of this war with 
any artistry until the memories of it have been dim- 
med and blurred, and the sharp antagonisms have 
lost their edge, and the bitterness and hate have been 
dissolved by the chemicals of time. Thomas Hardy, 
writing The Dynasts a hundred years after the Napo- 
leonic Wars, is able to make a great poem : he is 
sufficiently removed from them to be able to write 
without personal passion; but Thomas Hardy, writ- 
ing in the midst of a greater disaster to the comity 
of the world than the Napoleonic Wars, makes a 
poem which, although it is better than that of any 
of his contemporaries on the same subject, is inade- 
quate to its theme. No one, least of all a poet, can 
express his sensations properly at the moment that 
he is feeling them : passion passes into hysteria and 
windy rhetoric, or is held down and stifled, and the 
product of it is a dead thing. Poetry is "emotion 
remembered in tranquility." The poet who will 
write superbly of this war will not do so until the 
war has been at an end for a long time. 


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The Times publishes the following poem by Miss 
Eleanor Alexander, whose distinguished parents 
wrote poetry that will live. Her father was the late 
Dr. Alexander, Archbishop of Armagh, Protestant 
Primate of All Ireland : — 

My doubting heart, with pain and pity burned, 
For blood-filled trenches and for foundered ships, 

When half of purpose, half by chance, I turned 
To John's Apocalypse. 

"Is God the governor," my vext heart said, 

"Where man and man, unmerciful, have striven, 

Since first men were?" Then in the Book I read — 
"And there was war in heaven." 

Almighty wrath had blasted with a word, 
Yet were the hosts arrayed, and Satan fell 

Before God's soldier with the flaming sword — 
Archangel Michael. 

What, through world wars, to this tumultuous day, 
Doth the old bishop's battled dream reveal? — 

No barren peace in Heaven till evil lay 
Beneath the Conqueror's heel. 

Only the wisest in God's love will win 

To read the vision — aye, but fools may spell ; 

The sword which chastened chasteneth that sin 
By which the angels fell. 

Eleanor Alexander. 




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Notes and Comments 

The horizon is still black and lowering with the 
thunderclouds of war. In vain does the watchman 
ascend the tower to catch a glimpse of the returning 
dove of Peace. All is blackness and darkness out 
there in the great void, lit up only by the flash of the 
booming gun and the glint of the stealthy bayonet. 
A veil of almost impenetrable mystery hides from our 
eyes the movements of the armies. Newspaper corres- 
pondents who visit the front come back dazed and 
stupefied by the weird monotony of trench and hospital 
and the barrack-like precision of the men, and try in 
vain to give color and life to their jaded feelings and 
vague impressions. For there is no color in that earth- 
brown wilderness across which speed the messengers 
of death. Leagues of trenches, an invisible line of 
khaki, and ever the roar of concealed guns and the 
wailing shriek of the shells and the crackling of the 
machine guns and rifles. But we know that all goes 
well, that some day the curtain will rise on the last 
scenes in the great drama, with the high ideals of 
liberty and humanitarianism justified in face of the 

Till that day comes, there can be no cessation from 
the activities of war preparation at home. The spirit 
of brute force which Germany symbolizes must be 
ruthlessly destroyed. This means men and guns and 
ammunition. The Allies are only now in a position 
to fight the enemy on equal terms. But even a foe 
numerically weakened by a year of wasting war may 
choose his own methods of defence. Trench warfare, 
with big guns as the dominating factor, is a slow pro- 
cess and the Allied nations must be prepared to face 
the disappointments of a protracted struggle and a 
slow advance. It would be madness for the Allied 
commanders to slaughter unnecessarily thousands of 
their men in a rash attempt to carry strongly fortified 
positions by a coup de main. Victory is assured, but 
the triumph of civilization over Prussianism would be 
short-lived were Germany to emerge from this war on 
anything like equal terms in numerical strength. 

The Times has issued a supplement giving the war 
poems published in its columns. All classes have been 

profoundly stirred by the war; but the poet, perhaps, 
is the first to hear the flapping of the wings of the 
Angel of Death as he hovers over the land. Canada 
has reached a high level in literary attainments by the 
war poems published in Canadian newspapers and 

In The Samoa Times is an interesting account of 
the funeral of Mrs. R. L. Stevenson, who died in Santa 
Barbara, U. S. A., on the 18th February, 1914, and 
whose remains were cremated and brought to Samoa 
by her daughter, Mrs. Field. The funeral took place 
at Mount Valua, Vailima, on the 22nd June last, the 
ashes being laid in the grave of the great novelist, 
husband and wife resting side by side. It was a 
notable gathering, including the Governor, Colonel 
Logan, and the high chiefs whom Stevenson counted 
among his friends. 

By the order of His Excellency the Governor, the 
road leading to the tomb had been improved by many 
workmen the day before. 

Mr. Field carried the bronze case containing the 
ashes of Mrs. Stevenson, enveloped in fine mats ; Mrs. 
Field and Vaaiga (the wife of Tamasese) came next, 
each carrying a fine mat, the same that had been 
presented to the family at the time of Mr. Stevenson's 
d^ath. The Samoan chiefs, the officers in uniform, 
tke ladies in their white dresses, all carried armsful of 
flowers and wreaths, making the procession a most 
picturesque one as it wound upward through the forest. 

On reaching the tomb, the company gathered about 
in a circle, and His Excellency Colonel Logan read the 
Church of England Service for the Dead most im- 
pressively. Filemoni, the native pastor, made a most 
eloquent address in the Samoan language, and then, 
removing the fine mats and flowers from the small 
space that had been cut into the base of the tomb, Mr. 
Joseph Stowers interred the ashes of Mrs. Robert 
Louis Stevenson beneath the beautiful bronze tablet 
that was already in place, while the natives all joined 
in singing a beautiful Samoan hymn. As originally 
planned, the Rev. Dr. Brown was to have conducted 
the funeral service, but he was unable to attend, being 
detained in Savaii. 

After the burial service the party all descended the 
hill. In the middle of the Road of the Loving Hearts 
("Ala o le Lotoalofa") a long table had been spread, 
composed of leaves and palm branches, with small trees 
to shut off the bright sunshine. Here a solemn kava 
ceremony was held in the ancient Samoan fashion, 
His Excellency, representative chiefs and Mrs. Lewis 
addressing the natives. 


How I Began 

By H. A. CODY 

Author of "The Frontiersman," etc. 

I WAS born on July 3rd, 1872, in a little village on 
the shore of the beautiful Washademoak Lake, 
a branch of the St. John river. My father was a lum- 
berman, who owned and ran several mills, so from 
early days my ears were accustomed to the buzz of the 
saws as they ripped through the great logs. My mind 
turned naturally to the woods as the only place worth 
living. When out of school I spent much of my time 
in hunting, trapping, and fishing, and one season took 
enough pelts to buy a fine new shot-gut. I loved the 
woodland ways and the company of the lumbermen, 
but as the youngest child of three, and the only son, I 
was destined for a college course, and so was kept at 
school, first in my native village, and later at the Gram- 
mar School in St. John. Then I entered King's Col- 
lege, Nova Scotia, where my professor of English 
literature was Charles G. D. Roberts, the author (now 
at the front), to whom I owe so much for the inspira- 
tion he imparted. It was here one night at a meeting 
of the Haliburton Club, of which Professor Roberts 
was president, that I met Richard Hovey, and Bliss 
Carmen, and heard them read selections from their 
works. While at College I wrote verses, stories, and 
essays, which were published in our college magazine, 
of which for some time I was editor-in-chief. In 1897 
I graduated, and was the valedictorian of our class. 

For seven and a half years I was rector of the 
parish of Greenwich, along the St. John river. In 
order to do my work properly it was necessary to be 
much on the move, and I drove on an average of five 
thousand miles a year. My one faithful horse, "Tom 
Thumb," was a splendid animal, and many were the 
wild storms we faced, and dangers encountered from 
swollen streams, and treacherous ice. The experience 
gained in this field of work was very helpful in the 
writing of my second novel The Fourth Watch. 

The year 1904 saw me in the far-off Yukon, where 
T had volunteered for work among the miners and 
Indians. I was appointed travelling missionary, and 
with an Indian guide, Jimmy Jackson, performed long 
journeys along the Yukon river, and many of its tri- 
butaries. On one trip I snow-shoed one hundred and 
fifty miles, breaking trail for the dogs, with the ther- 
mometer fifty degrees below zero. On one trip into 
Dalton Post I was so exposed from wading through a 
flooded stream that I lay sick upon the floor of an old 
chief's cabin for some time. This illness compelled me 
to abandon the trail, and I was accordingly appointed 
rector of Whitehorse, just below the famous White- 
horse rapids. Here I brought my wife and here our 
first boy, Douglas, was born. The work in this town 
was very pleasant. The Royal North-West Mounted 
Police have their barracks right near, where one 
hundred and fifty men were stationed. A finer lot of 
men I never met, and the knowledge I thus gained 
induced me to write my third novel, The Long Patrol. 


While at Whitehorse, Robert Service, now famous as 
the author of The Songs of a Sourdough — and now 
doing his bit somewhere in France — came as clerk 
to the Canadian Bank of Commerce. For a year he 
was my vestry clerk, and performed the office with 
great faithfulness. I saw much of this quiet, unas- 
suming young man, and many were the pleasant chats 
we had together in the log rectory. 

In 1906 the veteran Bishop Bompas died, after 
working for over forty years among the Indians and 
Eskimos on both sides of the Rocky Mountains. I was 
asked to write his life, with the result that in 1908 
An Apostle of the North was published by Seeley, 
Service & Company, of London, Eng. This was fol- 
lowed in 1910 by On Trail and Rapid, a life of the 
Bishop for boys and girls. Both of these books have 
had a large circulation. While writing the life of Bishop 
Bompas much material was collected which I could not 
use. I accordingly prepared a history of the Yukon 
Diocese. This was never published, for upon the ad- 
vice of a friend I used much of the material in my 
first novel, The Frontiersman. Besides writing these 
books while in the North I did considerable work for 
magazines, contributing to The Pacific Monthly, The 
Canadian Magazine, The Westminster, and The Cana- 
dian Courier. Previous to the opening of the Alaska- 
Yukon Exposition, the Canadian Club and the direc- 
tors of the Exposition at Dawson offered a prize of 
$200 for the best essay on the "Advantages and Re- 
sources of the Yukon Territory." I entered the com- 
petition and captured the prize. 

While in the Yukon I studied very carefully the 
history of the country, both past and present. Much 
material was gained from conversations with old In- 
dians. This was used extensively in my fourth novel, 
The Chief of the Ranges, which was published in 
1913 by Williams Briggs of Toronto, to whom I owe 
a lasting debt of gratitude. My new book, // Any 
Man Sin, will be published this fall by the same pub- 
lishing house. The scene of the story, excepting the 
two opening chapters, is laid in the North, and deals 
with a clergyman who is an outcast from his church, 
and society in general. Besides this, I have written 
by request a story of fourteen chapters for children, 
which will be published in the Sunday School Maga- 
zine, Our Empire, under the title of The Guiding 
Hand. I have another long story all planned out, and 
need only the time in which to lick it into shape. Dur- 
ing the past year I have written a number of short 
stories, as well as numerous humorous articles, which 
will be published in book form when I can find a pub- 
lisher daring enough to undertake the work. At the 
present time the demand is for fiction. 

In 1910 I left the Yukon and became rector of 
St. James' Church, St. John, N.B., where I have been 
ever since. During the summer my wife and our three 
little boys live in our cottage, "Bide-a-Wee," at Oak 
Point, on the right bank of the St. John river, twenty- 
five miles from the city. Here we have ten acres of 
land and do some gardening. Here, away from the 
bustle of city life, its conventions and trammels, one 
can see visions and dream dreams to be moulded later 
into material form. 



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One of the most informative books on the War is 
Hilaire Belloc's A General Sketch of the European 
War: The First Phase (Thos. Nelson & Sons). 
The author served in the French army, and sat in 
the British Commons, 1906-10, as member of Salford. 
He has written many charming books and is, perhaps, 
one of the leading writers on military topics familiar 
to the public since the outbreak of war. An interesting 
point made by him is with reference to heavy guns. 
The 11-inch howitzer of the Austrian army, he de- 
clares, was quite enough to revolutionize war condi- 
tions. It rendered obsolete and untenable fortresses 
that had been regarded as virtually impregnable. An- 
other fact not generally known is that a 12-inch gun is 
not twice as powerful as a 6-inch piece. It is eight 
times more powerful, inasmuch as a gun varies as the 
cube of its calibre. 

Two other impressive books on the War are 
Frederick Scott Oliver's Ordeal by Battle (Mac- 
millan), and Philip Gibbs' The Soul of the War 
(Heinemann). Nothing has been written so moving 
as Mr. Gibbs' experiences as a war correspondent. If 
anything would serve to stir the blood of the shirker 
a perusal of this book should gain many recruits. 
Ordeal by Battle is a rather remarkable book, by 
the author of Alexander Hamilton, an essay on the 
American Union. As "Pacificus," his letters to The 
Times on the Irish question arrested wide notice. These 
have since been republished in book form (John Mur- 
ray) and urge a solution of the Irish problem on fed- 
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Another book which will attract a large reading 
public is Subjects of the Day, by Lord Curzon. 
This contains a selection from the speeches and writ- 
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and Imperial importance. Lord Cromer, whose ad- 
ministrative work in Egypt will be recalled, writes an 
Introduction. Lord Curzon's speeches deserve to be 
widely read, if only for the limpid purity of his diction. 

Another book in great demand is Scotland For 
Ever (Hodder & Stoughton), with a stirring Preface 
by the Earl of Rosebery. 

Writing in The North American Review, the bril- 
liant author of Mrs. Martin's Man, St. John G. 
Ervine observes : "The effect of war on all imaginative 
literature is immediately adverse and ultimately in- 
calculable. It is immediately adverse in the sense that 
it instantly devastates the writer, whose imagination, 
quicker than that of most men to see the horror and 
ruin of war, becomes distorted and inflamed so that he 
is made incapable of writing either forcefully or nobly 
about it. The artist, indeed, is the first man to suffer 
from war, and the last man to recover from it, not 
merely in the matter of finance, but also, and more 
importantly, in the matter of his art. Many men mocked 
at the English poets in the first months of the war be- 

cause tbey wrought rhymes of incredible paltriness 
about the European disaster. These critics were ignor- 
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outbreak of hostilities that their art was overwhelmed 
by their feelings. 

"Poets will not be able to write of this war with any 
artistry until the memories of it have been dimmed and 
blurred, and the sharp antagonisms have lost their 
edge, and the bitterness and hate have been dissolved 
by the chemicals of time. Thomas Hardy, writing 
The Dynasts a hundred years after the Napoleonic 
Wars, is able to make a great poem; he is sufficiently 
removed from them to be able to write without per- 
sonal passion ; but Thomas Hardy, writing in the 
midst of a greater disaster to the comity of the 
world than the Napoleonic Wars, makes a poem 
which, although it is better than that of any of 
his contemporaries on the same subject, is inadequate 
to its theme. No one, least of all a poet, can express 
his sensations properly at the moment that he is feeling 
them : passion passes into hysteria and windy rhetoric, 
or is held down and stifled, and the product of it is a 
dead thing. Poetry is 'emotion remembered in tran- 
quility.' The poet who will write superbly of this war 
will not do so until the war has been at an end for a 
long time." 

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In Democracy and the Nations, Dr. J. A. Macdon- 
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one of the most remarkable books yet published arising 
out of the war. The trenchant pen of Dr. Macdonald 
gives to the world in a series of chapters a monumental 
work on the relation of Democracy to the pressing 
problems to which the European conflict has given 
birth. It is a book that is bound to arouse considerable 
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Land of the Scarlet Leaf, by Mrs. A. E. Taylor. 
Toronto: Hodder & Stoughton. Price, $1.25. 

The winning of a five thousand dollar prize for the 
best story sent in to the publishers, ought in itself to 
attract wide attention to the Land of the Scarlet Ltaf. 
The Spectator writes of it : "It is a good piece of work, 
based on first-hand knowledge of certain aspects of 
Canadian life, with some excellent portraits, pleasant 
descriptions, and touches of genial if somewhat con- 
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ing in incident, disaster, and death, there is nothing 
perplexing or disquieting in Mrs. Taylor's psychology, 
none of the melaise which broods over so many prob- 
lem novels of to-day." 

The story centres around a young English girl who 
comes out to Canada as companion to a Canadian 
widow, with the ulterior object of seeking her fortune. 
She attains her object by preferring Stephen Irons, a 
man of financial means and established position in 
society, to Keith Ramsay, the man whom she secretly 
loves. How she runs into extravagance and debt, bor- 
rows money from her rejected suitor, forges her hus- 
band's name to pay her debts, and brings suspicion 
against Keith Ramsay of both forgery and murder are 
exciting enough incidents in the life of any young 
married woman. 

The author, while not wholly conventional in the 
way in which she brings about the reunion between 
Delia and Keith Ramsey, draws some interesting 
sketches of Canadian social life, and imparts a touch 
of humour by the introduction of some imported Eng- 
lish servants of a narrow type, who are constantly 
bickering with their Canadian acquaintances. 

It would be absurd to describe the Land of the 
Scarlet Leaf as a great book, but it has distinctive 
merits which will doubtless ensure for it a wide circu- 

1914 and Other Poems, by Rupert Brooke. Lon- 
don : Sidgwick & Jackson, Ltd. ; Toronto : J. M. 
Dent & Sons, Ltd. Price 2/6 net. 

The poems of Rupert Brooke, the promising young 
English poet who died of sunstroke while taking part 
in the Dardanelles' operations, have had a wide vogue 
since his tragic ending was announced. This is the 
sixth impression, the first edition having appeared in 
May of the present year. 

The young poet's genius, eager, sensuous and mar- 
vellously rich, is in many ways akin to that of John 
Keats, whom he also resembles both in his melancholy 
premonitions, and in his early demise. Had he lived 
to mature years, it is probable he would have given to 
English literature some great and abiding masterpieces. 
As it is, his fame must rest chiefly on the sonnet 
sequence entitled "1914." Exceedingly good are these 
sonnets, showing at the same time stronge intellect and 
brilliant imagination. In one of them, "The Soldier,' 
which begins — ■ 

"If I should die, think only this of me," 

he virtually foretells his own death in a foreign land, 
and bequeaths his soul to the loved home of his heart, 

England. Surely his country will never allow such a 
noble testimony to perish ! 

In another, "The Dead," beginning — 

"These hearts were woven of human joys and cares," 

he sings an exquisite and plaintive requiem for "the 
unreturning brave." The temptation to quote these 
two fine sonnets in full is well-nigh irresistible, but 
having been generously copied in the daily press, they 
are by this time tolerably familiar to most readers with 
literary tastes. Instead, I will quote another sonnet on 
the same subject, but less popularly known : — 


Blow out, ye bugles over the rich dead ! 

There's none of these so lonely and poor of old, 
But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. 

These laid the world away; poured out the red 

Sweet wine of youth ; gave up the years to be 
Of work and joy, and that unhoped serene, 
That men call age ; and those who would have been, 

Their sons, they gave, their immortality. 

Blow, bugles, blow ! They brought us, for our dearth, 
Holiness, lacked so long, and Love, and Pain. 

Honour has come back, as a king, to earth, 
And paid his subjects with a royal wage; 

And Nobleness walks in our ways again; 
And we have come into our heritage. 

All Rupert Brooke's sonnets are strikingly original, 
strong, and melodious. A fastidious critic might find 
fault with a certain overcrowding of syllables in some 
of the lines, which gives them an awkward and gallop- 
ing effect, and renders them difficult to read. The poet, 
in his eagerness, tosses in a careless anapest here and 
there for overflowing measure, which detracts from 
the majesty of the sonnets' rhythm and motion. When 
the reader compares the line with which Keats com- 
mences one of his sonnets : — 

"Bright Star, would I were steadfast as thou art," 

with these two sonnet lines of Brooke's — 

"We have built a house that is not for Time's throw- 

and — 

"There are waters blown by changing winds to laugh- 

my meaning will become sufficiently plain. 

Rupert Brooke was abnormally responsive to the 
impressions of outside objects on his senses. Sweet 
sounds, bright lights, the colors and moods of earth 
and sea and sky, made symphonies in his vibrant and 
sympathetic soul. The smallest particle of beauty in 
the most commonplace object was sufficient to attract 
and enthrall his artistic interest. Thus in his remark- 
able poem, "The Great Lover," he tells us — 

These have I loved : — White plates and cups, clean- 
Ringed with blue lines; and feathery, faery dust; 
Wet roofs, beneath the lamp light ; the strong crust 
Of friendly bread; and many-tasting food; 
Rainbows ; and the blue bitter smoke of wood ; 
And radiant raindrops couching in cool flowers; 
Graveness of iron ; moist, black earthen mould ; 
Sleep ; and high places ; foot-prints in the dew ; 
And oaks; and brown horse-chestnuts, glossy-new; 
And new-peeled sticks ; and shining pools on grass ; — 
All these have been my loves. 

There is another sonnet that must be quoted. In 
it the reader will find a hint both of Shelley and of 
Keats, and it is as good as some of their best. Besides, 
there are no crowded or galloping lines to mar its 
dignity. It is entitled "Clouds" : — 










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heard of Z. G. before ; and, also, for anyone who read " Riders 
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Down the blue night the unending columns press 
In noiseless tumult, break and wave and How, 
Now tread the Far South, or lift rounds of snow 

Up to the white moon's hidden loveliness. 

Some pause in their grave wandering, comradeless, 
And turn with profound gesture vague and slow, 
As who would pray good for the world, but know 

Their benediction empty as they bless. 

They say that the Dead die not, but remain 

Near to the rich heirs of their grief and mirth. 
I think they ride the calm mid-heaven, as these, 
In wise majestic melancholy train, 

And watch the moon, and the still-raging seas, 
And men, coming and going on the earth ! 

The beauty of English valleys, with their green 
fields, trim hedge-rows, bosky and flowery lanes, and 
lush and fragrant meadows, was deeply imprinted on 
the soul of the poet. He loved England with every 
fibre of his being and, indeed, he may be said to have 
died because of his great love for her. Loving her as 
he did, it was no task to him to invent appropriate 
terms with which to designate her charms. Any tra- 
veller who has seen the mid-day clouds fling deep and 
cooling shade over that verdant and teeming country- 
side, will appreciate the expression "the darkening 
shires" in the poem called "The Chilterns" — 

"I shall desire and I shall find . 

The best of my desires ; 
The autumn road, the mellow wind 
That soothes the darkening shires, 

And laughter, and inn-fires. 

White mist about the black hedge-rows, 

The slumbering Midland plain, 
The silence where the clover grows, 
And the dead leaves in the lane, 
Certainly, these remain." 

It was the privilege of Rupert Brooke to die in his 
youth for the land he loved so well. Far away from 
the cherished soil of Britain, he has found an honorable 
grave. Surely it is not inappropriate that he, the be- 
loved of the Muses, should lie down to rest in beau- 
teous Lemnos, one of the classic 

"Isles of Greece, 
Where burning Sappho loved and sung." 

There, haply, the wondering shepherd shall tune 
the reeds of Pan above his favored grave, piping ditties 
strange and sweet and thrilling even as those wonder- 
ful little lyrics that adorn this book which is his last 
testament of love to his country and to his race. 

Rev. James B. Dollard. 


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Bishop and 
Other Stories " 

She left the room, but came back again a few 
minutes later. The bishop, with a volume of Paley 
on his knee, was stretched in a deep chair. 

"Excuse me," said Minnie, "I left a box of 
cigarettes here, why didn't you take one? 

"Thank you," said the bishop, "but I don't 

Minnie took a cigarette from 
the box and lit it. "Ronald thinks," 
she said, "that you'll be shocked 
at my smoking; but I told him you 
wouldn't mind. Bessie Lang- 
worthy's husband keeps a special 
box of cigarettes for me when I am with them." 

"I should rather like to meet Canon Langworthy," 
said the bishop. " He seems to be quite a remarkable 

"He's a dear," said Minnie. "You're sure you 
don't mind my smoking?" 

"There is a prejudice against ladies adopting the 
habit," said the bishop. 

"So silly, isn't it? It's really not wrong, you 
know, not like marrying your deceased sister's hus- 

"That," said the bishop, "is distinctly forbidden 
in the Prayer-book." 

"Quite so," said Minnie, "and even if it wasn't, 
I shouldn't dream of doing it. I don't see how any 
self-respecting girl could put up with a second-hand 
husband. When I marry — but I really mustn't dis- 
turb you any more. Your sermon will be on your 

In his room there stood a small, old piano, soft 
and pleasing in tone, though it was rather out of tune. 
Bersenev sat down before it, and struck a few notes. 
Like all well-born Russians, he had in his youth 
learned music, and, also like all well-born Russians, 
he played very badly. He was, however, passionately 
fond of music, though, to speak 
correctly, it was not the art, or the 
form in which the art expressed 
itself, that he loved. Sonatas, 
symphonies, and even operas, made 
him weary; but he loved the vague, 
sweet, undefined sensations and 
suggestions that he experienced under the influence of 
music. More than an hour passed, and he still 
remained at the piano, playing over and over again 
the same phrases, or trying to invent new ones, and 
letting the sounds die away in the diminished seventh. 
His heart was touched, his eyes filled with tears, and 
he wept unashamed in the darkness. "Pavel was 
right," he murmured to himself, "in my whole life 
there will be no such second night as this." At last 
he rose, lighted a candle, put on his dressing gown, 
took down from his bookcase the second volume of 


"On the Eve" 


" The Bronze 

Eagle " 

Raumer's History of tlie Hohenstauffen, and sighing 
once or twice, began to read that learned work with 

Gordon and Lancey, Crawford and Ponsonby and 
Hackett, aye! and Wellington, too. What immortal 
names are spoken by the flunkeys to-night as they 
usher these brave men into the hostess' presence. 
The ballroom is brilliantly illuminated with hundreds 
of wax-candles, the women have put on their pretty 
dresses, displaying bare arms and 
dazzling shoulders; the men are in 
showy uniforms, glittering with 
stars and decorations; Orange, 
Brunswick, Nassau, English, Bel- 
gian, Scottish, French, all are there, 
gay with gold and silver braid. 
The confusion of tongues is greater surely than 
round the tower of Babel. German and French and 
English, Scots accent and Irish brogue, pedantic 
Hanoverian and lusty Brunswick tones, all and more 
of these varied sounds mingle with one another and 
half-drown by their clamour the sweet strains of the 
Viennese orchestra that discoursed dreamy waltzes 
from behind a bower of crimson roses; whilst ponder- 
ous Flemish wives of city burgomasters gaze open- 
mouthed at the elegant ladies of the old French 
noblesse, and shy Belgian misses peep enviously at 
their more self-reliant English friends. 

In the first moments of realization I was not 
hurt — I was not stricken. An impassioned, cold 
hatred took possession of my being, I even laughed 
in a wild, insane way — perhaps for some minutes I 
was really mad. If Robert had stepped into the 
room at that moment I felt that I 
could have killed him! What in- 
credible monsters men were. He 
had taken the love I had offered 
him — the love that I had poured 
on him— and he had treated it 
as less than nothing. All the time 
he had been lying to me and deceiving me. How he 
must have laughed in his sleeve! What an incredible 
fool he must have thought me. I was so easy to 
deceive — such a guileless, simple, unsuspecting crea- 
ture! And if he had not been called away to the 
North on business I should not have found out — I 
might never have found out — and he and this 
woman. . . 

The thought of her suddenly swept my feelings into 
a new channel. I read her address on one of the 
letters once more, although there was no need for me 
to read it, for it was burnt into my brain. 

I found that I was pacing the floor again. The 
need for violent action seemed to be a necessity to 
me. I glanced at the clock. It was too late to go to 
the woman then — but I would go to her to-morrow. 


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Notes and Comments 

The news from the various theatres of war is de- 
cidedly cheering. The combined advance of the Allies 
at last appears to have begun. Considerable progress 
has been made on all fronts, including the Russian. 
Notable successes marked the opening of the big drive 
to Berlin, the French forces in the Champagne region 
penetrating the enemy's trenches for about three 
miles, menacing one of the most important of the Ger- 
man lines of communication in the west. It now seems 
clear that the great offensive movement begun by the 
Allies in the west has as its object the control of rail- 
way lines feeding the German front in Champagne, 
and the capture of Lens. The fight is still raging. If 
the Allies succeed the Germans will be compelled to 
fall back from their present lines and evacuate Lens. 
In the Champagne district the French are creeping 
closer and closer to the railway on which the security 
of the enemy depends. The Allies have achieved ini- 
tial successes by reason of their vast superiority in 
guns and munitions. For the first time since war broke 
out the Allies appear to have gained the advantage in 
gun-fire. The Germans, heavily reinforced, are mak- 
ing desperate counter attacks, without much result. 
The situation in the west is seriously complicated by 
the hostile attitude of Bulgaria. What the effect will 
be upon the general campaign cannot yet be deter- 
mined. The landing of large British and French forces 
at Saloniki and the massing of an Austro-German 
army on the Serbian frontier direct attention once 
more to the operations in the Gallipoli Peninsula, to 
which both sides attach such importance. Greece may 
throw in her lot with the Allies, and the entry of Bul- 
garia into the war as the ally of the Turks will 
make it difficult for Roumania to maintain neutrality. 


In the United Kingdom the great topics of discus- 
sion, next to the war itself, are finance and conscrip- 
tion. The big Anglo-French loan in the United States 
has been successfully floated, despite considerable 
opposition from pacifists and pro-Germans. The new 
British taxes increase considerably the burdens of all 
classes. Income tax has been increased and the import 
tariff list has been extended. It is a wise policy to 
meet some at least of the war expenditure by new 

My Favorite Author 

By W. H. WISE 

MY FAVORITE author has a beautiful little 
poem on The Dawn Wind : the wind that 
stirs the leaves and rouses the cattle just before the 
dawn. I am reminded of that poem as I trace my sub- 
ject into the "dark backward and abysm of time." For 
it was about a quarter of a century ago that a friend 
asked me casually what I thought of rudyardkipling. 
I do not know what put the question into his head, for 
he had thought nothing on the subject himself, and I 
learned only that it was a man and not a pursuit that 
he referred to. Nevertheless, I attach importance to 
the incident, for it was the very first rustle of the dawn 
wind. The second came from a salesman whom I 
overheard telling a lady that the book of the season in 
London was this, — Plain Tales from the Hills. Even 
then I no more than rubbed my eyes. It was to be 
some weeks later before the "wind full strength" came 

"With a blow like an angel's wing, 
Gentle but waking the world." 

I wanted something to read on the train, and looked 
over the book stall. Ah, there is that peculiar name 
again; how is it spelt? — Rudyard Kipling. "I take 
that," giving some paltry silver in exchange, and there 
and then begin to read Kipling. 

"Great was it in that dawn to be alive, 
But to be young was very heaven." 

And to be able to remember it is one of the com- 
pensations of growing older. The young fellows of 
to-day live in stirring times; they must not complain; 
but they missed that. And what an experience it was ! 
Our fathers or grandfathers lived through Dickens, 
but I wonder : was it as good ? Was it quite so amaz- 
ing? To his own age of sensibility Byron was perhaps 
as thrilling, but there can scarcely have been another. 
We had found genius, that incommunicable some- 
thing, only in authors dead or long past their prime; 
but here was a youth of our own generation with the 
real magic. 

I have said that Kipling was a man and not a pur- 
suit, but I repent when I think of the breathless chase 
he led us through those wonderful "Eighte en-nineties." 
It began with Mulvaney, Learoyd and Ortheris, and we 
realized that this author created character; breathing 
bodies with live souls therein. And incidentally we 
were introduced for the first time to Tommy Atkins. 
Him we met in battle, camp and barrack square and 
occasionally his background deepened into that mys- 
terious life of the East which held us captive in such 
stories as "Without Benefit of Clergy." And while 
some thought they were discovering that although he 



was clever he was brutal, they came across his stories 
of child-life, and — wept. 

I remember reading an interview in which Kipling 
stated that he was about to bring out his "Beast Book." 
I wanted more Mulvaney and was disappointed. But 
that interview was a "dawn wind" heralding Mowgli, 
Bagheera, Baloo and Kaa. And there followed as a 
matter of course, because Kipling has learned and 
discerned of "his brother the clod" as well as 

"Of his brother the brute and his brother the god." 
— there followed "The Ship that Found Herself." 
And it was at that juncture that some sapient head 
discovered that Kipling was materialistic. I think it 
was Tyndall who said he was quite willing to be de- 
scribed as a materialist if you would first describe mat- 

In the meantime, of course, the poems had appeared 
and in the popular mind Kipling the poet almost super- 
seded Kipling the story teller. The popular mind may 
be right, poetry is compact, carries no impedimenta, 
clings to the memory like pollen to a bee, and so goes 
on perpetuating itself. Kipling's final niche may be 
among the poets, but I think it is a fact that whereas 
he is certainly not the greatest among poets, he is as 
certainly among the greatest of all short story writers. 
It was evident from the first that Kipling took his 
work — not himself, but his work — very seriously. It 
was work and not play. And it was rooted deep in 
soil and subsoil. It may be said that the soil was what 
everybody calls his imperialism. The subsoil was his 
equally unmistakable mysticism. It is part of some 
people's training to look upon imperialism and mysti- 
cism as opposing forces, and their combination in Kip- 
ling's "message" has kept the nonsense mills working 
double shift. 

In referring now to Kipling's mysticism I am not 
thinking chiefly of that next surprise which he sprang 
upon us in the "Brushwood Boy." That general 
favorite and the still more perfect "They," which came 
several years later, are the legitimate and, poetically 
considered, the most beautiful offspring of his mysti- 
cism. When I am asked by mathematical minds what 
they mean, I am dumb. For myself I accept them as 
I accept that other marvellous but very different story, 
"A Matter of Fact." I am not concerned as to whe- 
ther their author knew, or knew of, such experiences. 
I only know that as in "A Matter of Fact" he brought 
to the surface a possibility of the unplumbed ocean, so 
in the "Brushwood Boy" and in "They" he revealed 
other potentialities of this beautiful and terrible uni- 
verse of ours. 

But Kipling's mysticism is more than these. It is 
something that saturates all his good work. Its mark 
of kinship with the great mystics is that it is rarely 
found trying to convince others and never found try- 
ing to convince itself. It has no half-beliefs, no plain- 
tive doubts, no wistful longings. Its most condensed 
expression is perhaps to be found in the poem, To the 
True Romance with which he prefaces, "Many Inven- 

O charity, all patiently 

Abiding wrack and scathe, 
O faith that meets ten thousand cheats 

Yet drops no jot of faith. 

Devil and brute thou dost transmute 

To higher, lordlier show, 
Who art in sooth that lovely truth 
The careless angels know ! 
It is this mysticism that gives depth to his imperial- 
ism. One of the greatest paradoxes that popular 
opinion ever evolved is the idea that Kipling is a Jingo. 
It was the absence of that very note of Jingoism that 
gave Kipling's imperialism its tremendous authority. 
What he emphasized was the spirit of sacrifice, even 
unto death, which the Empire demanded and received. 
If there was pride of possession it was in the possession 
of life's greatest gift: — something worth living and 
dying for. 


All day the battle raged, and hundreds fell 
Beneath Cuchulain's blows. Wide lanes he cut 
Thro' the opposing ranks, till Maeve, the Queen, 
Wept bitter tears, and clenched her hands in fear 
To see her bravest champions thus laid low. 

At last, in direst need, she had recourse 

Unto the sorcerers of the Danaan race, 

Bidding them fashion spears of magic power, 

Three spears of fatal cast ; and these she gave 

To three of her best heroes. One she gave 

To Curoi, who was king of Munster wide, 

And one to Ere his son. The third great spear 

She gave to Luha of the Heavy Hand, 

Bidding him cast with all his strength and skill. 

Curoi cast first, and, going wide, the spear 

Pierced through the Grey of Macha. The brave steed 

Tottered, and groaning, fell. Ere cast the next 

Wounding Cuchulain lightly, and, beyond, 

Pinning the charioteer. Cuchulain now 

Forgot his guard, and tried to pull the spear 

From Laeg's deep wound. 

Fierce Luha made his cast, 
And pierced the Hound of Ulster through and through 
With deadly barb. Now great Cuchulain knew 
His death had come, and, rising in his seat, 
He tried to draw the spear-shaft from his breast, 
But tugged in vain. A silence fell around, 
And all men watched to see the hero die. 

The blows of battle ceased. 

There was, near-by, 

A pillar stone set up in olden day. 

By the De Danaan or the wandering Pict, 

And runed with Ogham script. To this he came, 

Saying he would not lie before his foes 

Or cringe in death. He bound his girdle fast 

Around the stone, and underneath his arms, 

Placing his shield in front, and lifting high 

His bloody sword in air. And thus he stood 

The "Hero Light" a-shimmer round his head, 

Pallid as when a winter sun goes down, 

Till the weird lustre slowly died away 

And the sword fell, as fell Cuchulain's head 

Upon his wounded breast ! Thus nobly died 

Murhevna's Chieftan, glory of the Gael ; 

And when he died, the Three Great Waves made moan 

Around the coast of Erin ; while the Sidhe 

Woke with wild caoining all the mournful hills ! 

♦Pronounced Cu-hoo-lin. ( REV.) JAMES B. DOLLARD. 


The Story Hour, by Miss McEwen, Children's 
Librarian of The Westmount Public Library, West- 
mount P.O. 

Stories and story-telling may be considered under 
three main divisions : ( 1 ) What we may hope to ac- 
complish by systematic story hours. (2) What stories 
we may use. (3) Some suggestions as to how to tell 
the stories to the children. To quote once more from 
Miss Bryant, "the one greatest aim in story-telling is 
to enlarge and enrich the child's spiritual experience, 
and to stimulate healthy reaction upon it." This is, 
of course, a very lofty aim, and the result cannot be 
seen and proved very easily, but one may hope to re- 
cognize at least the promise of its fulfilment. 

Only a few weeks ago the children in one of the 
junior classes of a Westmount school were asked to 
make a list of the books they had read since Christmas. 
Their teacher told me that few of the lists soared above 
the level of L. T. Meade — and some contained such 
names as Heart's Magazine and the Cosmopolitan. 
If this be the condition of the so-called cultured 
districts in our cities, how much more necessary it 
must be to bring the beauty, the poetry, the strength 
and the chivalry of the old legends and fairy tales, in 
which our literature abounds, to the less fortunate 
children. That the story-teller has given to her the 
opportunity of raising the standard of reading and 
even of thinking, is, I think, undoubtedly the case. We 
have conducted a "Story Hour" in the Westmount 
Library for the past two years, and while the result 
has not been, perhaps, all that it might have been, yet 
it has certainly created an interest in the fairy tales, 
legends, and the better class of stories for little child- 
ren; and has largely increased the reading of good 
books. The telling of a story to one child will make 
him wish to read it for himself, while another will be 
quite content to hear it, but even in the latter case he 
gets that joy of imagination which it is the first aim of 
the story-teller to impart. 

In the Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh, which is 
said to be the leading library in America in its develop- 
ment of children's work, the "Story Hour" courses 
are very comprehensive, and are planned to cover 
eight years. For the first two years nursery tales, 
legends, fables and standard stories are told. For the 
following years, stories from Greek Mythology and the 
Niebelungenlied ; stories from the Round Table and 
legends of Charlemagne ; stories from the Iliad and the 
Odyssey; stories from Chaucer and Spencer; stories 
from Shakespeare. This course covers practically all 
the great cycles of legend and romance with which the 
children should be familiar. In addition to these stories 
we have the fairy tales of Andersen and the Brothers 
Grimm; Ruskin's King of the Golden River; Brown- 
ing's Pied Piper of Hamelin; Kipling's Just So and 
Jungle Stories — that little nonsense tale of Epaminon- 

das which we find in Sara Cone Bryant's Stories to 
Tell to Children many of the Hindu folk stories; 
Kingsley's Water Babies and Creek Heroes; Haw- 
thorne's IVonder Book and the Tanglewood 'tales, and 
a hosl of others which the story teller will find for her- 
self. For after all the final test of the story is the im- 
pression which it makes upon the story-teller herself. 
A child knows when the story-teller loves her story 
and loves it with her,— on the other hand, once let him 
detect insincerity, patronage, or self-consciousness and 
interest is at once lost. 

Having found the story which you wish to tell, 
take your story seriously, and know it thoroughly. I 
do not mean to memorize it ; but nothing is more fatal 
in dealing with children than to falter, hesitate, or 
make a mistake in a detail : and sureness, ease, and 
freedom come only with complete mastery of the story. 
Immediately before telling the story, it is well to sum- 
mon it to your mind, let it pass rapidly through your 
thoughts, so that the impression which it originally 
made upon you may be recalled afresh. 

Your English, of course, must be simple, to suit the 
child mind, but do not simplify too much — or you de- 
feat your own purpose (which is to enlarge the child's 
mental and spiritual grasp) — and above all things, let 
your English be pure. Never let yourself be persuaded 
to become slip-shod in your use of words and phrases. 
There is a tendency now-a-days to put everything into 
the language of the streets. We hear much of "base- 
ball slang" — of giving the children great truths in the 
words which they are most accustomed to hearing. 
Nothing, I think, is to be more deplored than this com- 
monizing of the great treasures of art and literature : 
and indeed, even in telling the most commonplace 
stories the effect is immeasurably improved if the 
standard of English is high. 

Let there be plenty of action in the story, but never 
hurry in the telling of it. One excellent point made by 
Miss Bryant she calls, "The power of initiating the 
appreciation of the joke." This is the subtle sugges- 
tion which makes the hearer feel that it will soon be 
time to laugh. Strange as it may seem, it is often 
difficult to raise a laugh in an audience of children. 
They seem to hesitate to express their own apprecia- 
tion of the humor, but they love to anticipate a joke, 
and at the first suggestion of a smile on the face of the 
story-teller, or any other indication that a joke is com- 
ing, they will begin to smile and dimple in anticipatory 
enjoyment. Children love repetition in their stories. 
The feeling that they know what is coming for the next 
few lines seems toJiave a very special charm for them. 
Such stories as the Just So, with their ever recurring 
"O best beloved," and the fascinating descriptive 
phrases which are repeated again and again through the 
story— The Elephant's Child is particularly rich in 
these phrases — The Gingerbread Man, The Three 
Little Pigs The Fisherman and His Wife — In these 
and a host of others, much of the charm lies in the 
repetition of some special phrases. 

In closing, I would like to mention the books of 
Sara Cone Bryant as being almost invaluable as hand- 
books for the story-teller. The two which I have found 
particularly helpful are How to Tell Stories to Children 
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The Art of Reading 


READING is as much an art as writing. But all 
readers are not artists, as all writers do not 
write artistically. I have known people who professed 
to be great readers, who truthfully affirmed that they 
had read more books than they could remember. A 
man once amazed me by stating off-hand that he had 
read at least seventy novels, beside innumerable other 
books. I regarded him with awe and reverence, until 
I discovered that he was a very ordinary kind of per- 
son, who never burdened his mind with what he read. 
No one ever read intelligently without effort, and, in- 
deed, labor; but it must be a labor of love. 

The art of reading is not the mere devouring of 
books ; mastication and digestion are necessary if liter- 
ature is to enter into the blood and brain of the reader. 
This need not be an irksome process, for literature is 
a food, not a nasty medicine which one must take. 
This is the fault of most of our education. A girl who 
had escaped from her home in Cornwall, England, and 
had come to Canada, told me bitterly that she had" 
been forced to stay in on Sunday evenings and read 
John Wesley's Journals. I have every respect for John 
Wesley, and his journals are worth reading; but my 
stomach would revolt at an enforced diet of his travels 
and meditations. 

While a heavy literary diet is not good for children, 
there have been some remarkable infant prodigies in 
reading. Matthew Arnold was acquainted with most 

of the classics at the age of twelve; but he was for- 
tunate in his choice of a father, the great Master of 
Rugby, whom he immortalized in Rugby Chapel. 
Dickens read Don Quixote and most of the early 
English novelists as a boy, and it is most likely that he 
did so under compulsion. In David Copperfield he 
tells us of David being locked in a room by the Murd- 
stones. He never forgave the Murdstones for this, but 
there happened to be some good books in the room, 
and he read them to 'wile away the time. He seemed 
to enjoy the reading, and he certainly ought to have 
been more grateful to the Murdstones, for they un- 
doubtedly turned his mind into its proper channel. We 
all meet with our Murdstones, sooner or later, the 
sooner the better, and we all hate them most unrea- 

The art of reading must be acquired early if what 
is read is to be retained and used in the life of the 
reader. Reading is one of the most powerful agencies 
in the formation of character, and it is true that a man 
may be judged by his book-shelf. Reading for its own 
sake is sometimes a good thing, but it is often a waste 
of time. A new book should make a new man of us; 
or, at least, we should be different for having read it. 

Reading will be the balm of the nations, 
and the leaves of the tree of literature shall be for their 
healing when the strife is over and the battle is lost and 
won. When men shall look back on 

"Old unhappy far-off things 
And battles long ago." 


(Seventh to Tenth Century) 

O king of stars that watch the night! 
Whether my house be dark or bright, 
It's door to none shall barred be, 
Lest Christ should close his house to me. 

And if thy house shall hold a guest, 
And aught from him thou hast suppressed; 
Not all to him the wrong is done : 
Thou has concealed from Mary's Son. 

Jamrs H. Cousins. 

Shakespeare's Kings 

LECTURING under the auspices of the British 
Empire Shakespeare Society in Dublin recently, 
Professor W. P. Trench, Professor of English Litera- 
ture in Dublin University, dealt with Shakespeare's 
interpretation of English history, as revealed in the 
series of plays, Richard III., Richard II., Henry IV. 
(parts 1 and 2), and Henry V. That series, said the 
lecturer, represented work extending over a period 
of several years, throughout which the poet was 
learning life. In Richard III. Shakespeare set forth 
his provisional solution of life's puzzles, and declared 
that through all the confusion of the fifteenth cen- 
tury warfare he, looking back, could see a thread 
of rational purpose run, and trace above or behind 
that maze of passions and crimes a moral order. In 
that case Shakespeare's presentation of his reading 
of history and life was found to be deliberately set 
over against and in opposition to a philosophy known 
by the modern name of Nietzsche, but which flour- 
ished much in England as well as in Italy in the age 
of the Renaissance. After analyzing the play, Rich- 
ard III. might be regarded as a perfect example, like 
the Tamburlaine of Marlowe, of the superman. 

The lecturer, reviewing "Henry V.," said that 
the fact of a youth so unsatisfactory developing into 
so great and worthy a king presented a problem in 
physchology. "Within the last few months we had 
seen it with our own eyes, and learned it for our- 
selves. There was many a young man for whom we 
had no admiration and but little respect, many an one 
who seemed to be living a frivolous and unworthy 
life, and to such an one the call came. The respon- 
sibilities of an active and strenuous liie were laid 
upon him ; he awoke to that call, accepted the burden 
of that responsibility. Exuberant vitality which 
found expression in a selfish revolt against dull 
respectability had now found opportunity for a 
worthier, because an unselfish, form of expression, 
and he had gone forth to live soberly and strenu- 
ously, to endure the hardships of the trenches, and 
to imperil his life for the safety of us all. Shake- 
speare set down all that beforehand. In that play 
Shakespeare, perverting certain facts of history, was 
determined to propound, as a principle to be regard- 
ed as the very basis upon which society was built up, 

the doctrine that it was to the interests of society to 
leave any man or class in undisputed possession of 
inherited privilege, unless there was marked ineffi- 
ciency or irresponsibility that social and political 
rights might be rooted in historical wrongs, but 
rights they were nevertheless, for to disturb them 
meant disorder, and upon order social well-being 

Turning to the foreign situation of the period and 
the war with France, Professor Trench continued: 
"Henry IV. held a theory of the right to make war 
which was not dissimilar from that propounded by 
von Treitschke in our own day. Shakespeare, being 
under no delusion as to the origin and nature of the 
war, was satisfied to represent its twofold origin — on 
the one hand, the War Lord, a religious man, deter- 
mined to find some excuse to go to war with some- 
one; and, on the other hand, the clerical schemers 
plotting war for selfish purposes. Shakespeare was 
satisfied at the same time that Agincourt was, never- 
theless, to be regarded as a substantial part of the 
glory of England, and his verdict was the same as 
that of impartial history. In Henry V. what a pic- 
ture Shakespeare had given us of a great war ; what 
a picture, might he not say, of the great war of these 
days. Did history repeat itself? Those whose inter- 
est was in human life and nature would say "yes." 
The student of Shakespeare might declare that little 
was being said or done to-day, and little would be- 
said or done to-morrow, which Shakespeare did not 
set down for us beforehand. Thus had the great 
dramatist furnished an interpretation, unequalled 
for richness and fulness, of human history." 


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Notes and Comments 

The publishing houses show signs of a steady 
revival of business after the depressing months of 
uncertainty that immediately succeeded the declara- 
tion of war in August of last year. The cautious 
and conservation policy that prevailed during the 
first twelve months of the war contributed very 
materially to th2 present upward trend which, in 
common with business generally, is being steadily 
maintained. The world of letters owes much to the 
courage and enterprise of publishing houses during 
these distracting times. The reading public has had 
eyes and fears for little else but war news, and yet 
it can be said that the quality of the publishers' 
output has maintained a very high level of excellence. 

* * * 

The autumn list of books includes some noteworthy 
volumes in biography and fiction. The war has been 
responsible for a big increase in books relating to the 
campaign and descriptive of the nations involved. 
Although the demand for general war literature 
shows signs of subsidence a tremendous interest is 
still displayed by the public in really good books 
that help to throw further light upon the questions 


* * -it- 
Poetry has resumed its place in this time of crisis 

as a popular vehicle of thought. Some remarkably 
good verses have been published that will find a 
permanent place in the literature of the times. 

* * * 

Book gifts are entering more largely each year into 
the thoughts of those concerned as to the most suit- 
able token of remembrance at this Christinas season. 
There is If >s disposition on the part of publishers to 
encouragf extravagance, and beautiful works of art 
and b^ ~;s that gratify the taste are now on sale 
witkv^ lie reach of the slenderest purse. 

* * * 

Mr. Arnold Bennett has visit 3d the French and 
British fronts at the invitation of the respective 
Governments. He saw wondenul things, and in 
Over There: War Scenes on the Western Front," 
he has reported them after his own manner, laying 
special **•" he ruin for which the Germans are 

~ities as Rheims, Arras and Ypres. 

How I Began 

By Patrick MacGill, the "Navvy Poet," Author 
of "Songs of the Dead End" 

MY earliest recollections take me back to a time 
when I was always hungry and when every 
meal taken between Lammas and Candlemas 
consisted of potatoes and buttermilk, and every meal 
taken between Candlemas and Lammas of butter- 
milk and Indian meal porridge. I was born in the 
county Donegal, the eldest of a family of ten; my 
people were very poor, the eternal rent of the croft 
seemed to be ever due; almost yearly the blight 
destroyed the potatoes and our hay-fields which lay 
near a river were generally flooded in autumn, with 
the result that the hay was often carried out to the 
sea. My mother used to knit socks for a rich yarn 
merchant in Glenties, the neighboring village. Work- 
ing fourteen hours a day, summer and winter, she 
used to earn the princely wages of one penny farthing 
a day. A penny farthing a day amounted to a great 
deal at the end of the year, and it went a long way 
towards paying the rent. It is said that this mer- 
chant made three hundred thousand pounds on the 
knitting industry. One of my earliest poems was a 
rhymed appeal to this merchant asking him to give 
better prices to the knitters for their work. 

At the age of twelve, when engaged as a farm- 
hand in the Irish midlands, my work there beginning 
at five in the morning and finishing at eleven in the 
evening, I wrote verses on the stars. My bedroom 
was an attic with a leaky roof, which allowed the 
rain to come and saturate my blankets during the 
wet weather. On a good night I could see the stars 
peeping in through the rents in the roof, and I wrote 
songs to each particular star when I had time. One 
day my master caught me writing a song when at 
work and threatened to give me the sack. After 
that, the star-songs came to an end. 

At fourteen I came to Scotland and got work 
digging potatoes. I worked with a gang consisting 
of over a score of men and women, and we travelled 
about the country from one farm to another, sleeping 
in byres and pigsties and working through wet 
weather and dry. / 

At this time a great Home Rule demonstration 
was held in my native village, and hearing of it I 
wrote some verses in commemoration of the event. 
The verses appeared in a Nationalist publication, 
the "Derry Journal," and a few days afterwards 
Mr. Hugh A. Law, M.P., wrote to me congratulating 
me on my work. This was my first appearance in 

Nothing more appeared from my pen for four 
years afterwards. At eighteen all the books I had 
ever read could be counted on the fingers of one 


hand. Suddenly then, however, an insatiable desire 
to get on obsessed me, and I began to study French 
and German, but afterwards gave these languages 
up and set to study my own. Being at this time 
working on the Caledonian Railway, I wrote a long 
poem entitled "The Lady of the Line." 

At that time my interests surged between wrestling 
and writing, but I gave up the former for good when 
a Japanese exponent of the art of jiu-jitsu defeated 
me in a contest lasting only forty-seven seconds. I 
got tired of railway work and literature at the same 
time, and having a leaning towards the roving life, 
I took to the roads and tramped through the country 
for quite a long while. But I worked sometimes 
when the mood seized me, and also wrote verses 
and read books whenever I could pick these latter up. 

At nineteen I collected all the verses written by 
me and published them in a sixpenny brochure, under 
the title "Gleanings from a Navvy's Scrap Book." 
I was then stopping in a lodging house in Greenock, 
and having met with an accident was out of work. 
Having nothing better to do, I went round from 
door to door with my volumes and made about 
two-and-sixpence a day. One of the booklets fell 
into the hands of Dr. Neil Munro, and he gave me a 
long review in the "Glasgow Evening News." After 
that some of the books found their way to London. 
The "Westminster Review" gave me a long notice, 
and Andrew Lang gave me a half-page review in the 
Illustrated London News. 

The first thousand copies sold out, a second thou- 
sand followed, and in all I sold over nine thousand 
copies of "Gleanings from a Navvy's Scrap Book." 
Following Dr. Munro's advice, I wrote verses for 
the Glasgow News, and got paid at the rate of three- 
and-sixpence a poem. A few articles on navvy life 
were accepted by the London press, and I found 
myself growing rapidly rich. 

Mr. C. Arthur Pearson read my book and wrote 
asking me to come to London and take up a post on 
the editorial staff of the Daily Express. I answered, 
saying that, though I was a writer among navvies, 
I might be merely a navvy among writers, but he 
insisted that I should come and try my hand at 
journalism. I was easily induced and I went. 

When in London I ventured to publish a second 
book of verse, dealing with those things of which I 
had first-hand knowledge. I told of the navvy, his 
life, the danger he dares, the work he performs and 
the death he dies. A shilling volume in paper covers, 
entitled "Songs of a Navvy," and published by my- 
self, was the result. The volume met with a warm 
reception; one critic said that I was the greatest 
poet since Kipling, another that the poet of the 
age had come, and three thousand copies were sold 
in a few weeks. After these were sold I allowed the 
book to go out of print. A new volume, "Songs of 
the Dead End," was published soon afterwards by 
the Year Book Press, and this book is now selling 
well both in England and America. 

The success of my short stories gave me courage 
and I wrote a long tale, "Children of the Dead End." 
When it was finished I sent it to Herbert Jenkins, 

Limited. A fortnight afterwards the hook was 
accepted. "Children of the Dead End" is largely 
autobiographical; it took three months to write 
and fifteen years to gather the material for it. But 
I have told how I began. 


Red moons that wax and wane, and in the air 
A smell as of a fragrant smoke outpoured 
From thuribles that swing before the Lord; 

And little puffs of drowsy wind that bear 

Tamarac odors, and the perfumes rare 

Of pine and cedar! Rich as wine long-stored 
Soft sunlight fills the day. Than miser's hoard 

The jewelled leaves flash out in tints more fair. 

The Red Gods call the woodsman; by the streams 
The Indian's wigwam lonely waits. Afar 

He seeks the happy hunting of his dreams 
In magic vales beyond the horizon's bar; 

Through the calm ether falls a whisper clear: 

"Such peace is not of earth — God's heaven is near.', 

(Rev.) James B. Dollard. 


[The following poem from the pen of a Toronto 
relative of Mr. W. B. Yeats, appeared in The Univer- 
sity Magazine.] 

I will go down to my sea again — to the waste of 

waters, wild and wide; 
I am tired — so tired — of hill and plain and the dull, 

tame face of the countryside. 

I will go out across the bar with a swoop like the 

flight of a sea-bird's wings 
To where the winds and the waters are, with their 

multitudinous thunderings. 

My prow shall furrow the whitening sea, out into the 

teeth of the lashing wind, 
Where a thousand billows snarl and flee and break in 

a smother of foam behind. 

strong and terrible mother sea, let me lie once 

more on your cool white breast, 
Your winds have blown through the heart of me and 
called me back from the land's dull rest. 

For night by night they blow through my e'eep, the 
voice of waves through my slumber rin>s, 

1 feel the spell of the steadfast deep; I hear it» 

tramplings and triumphings. 

And at last, when my hours of life are sped, let them 

make me no grave by hill or plain; 
Thy waves, O Mother, shall guard my head — I will 

go down to my sea again. 

Nop -* 



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source of inspiration, and his latest book, 
"Gossamer" (McClelland, Goodchild & Stewart), is 
inspired by a trip across the Atlantic, in which Irish 
characters predominate. The author of "Spanish 
Gold" is amazingly productive, and yet one always 
finds his characters fresh and amusing. It is difficult 
to think of George A. Birmingham as a Canon of the 
Church of Ireland. As Rev. Canon James O. Hannay, 
he was for years rector of the parish of Westport, 
County Mayo, Ireland, and here he seems to have 
imbibed the Irish literary atmosphere with the 
western breezes of the Atlantic. Born in Belfast, 
in 1865, he reflects in his genial personality some of 
the paradoxes of Irish life. Of Unionist parentage 
he is a Home Ruler, and a warm supporter of the 
Gaelic League movement. In taking this stand he 
displayed great moral courage, for it was not fashion- 
able, ten years ago, as it is to-day, for Protestants to 
be on the side of the Irish people. His intimate 
knowledge of both sides of politics in Ireland has 
made him rather critical of all politicians. His 
political novels are handbooks on the Irish question 
to those who can read between the lines. "The 
Red Hand of Ulster," for example is a most illuminat- 
ing commentary on Irish affairs which to outsiders 
are so puzzling. His "Spanish Gold" made him 
famous in the circulating libraries. Before that he 
was well-known to the elect in his own country. 
"General John Regan" extended his circle of ad- 
mirers and to-day there are few writers better known 
on both sides of the Atlantic. Writing of him about 
a year ago in The Bookman Mr. St. John G. Ervine, 
the author of that remarkable delineation of the 
Ulster character, "Mrs. Martin's Man," says of 
Canon Hannay: " I discover in his writing a tremen- 
dous tolerance of all sorts and conditions of men. 
When a Belfast man is tolerant, he is extremely 
tolerant. That is the one paradox he permits to 
himself. Canon Hannay is a tolerant Belfast man, 
and, like all tolerant men, he is slightly cynical in 
his views. A man who can tolerate all men must be 
in a position to see the humbug and folly of them, as 
well as the sincerity and wisdom. The chief note 
in his writing is one of tolerant and dispassionate 

His humour is of a type that is intolerant of snob- 
bery. "When Canon Hanny sees a pompous person," 
says Mr. St. John G. Ervine, "he has the common 
Irish desire to upset his dignity. Mr. Shaw has it, 
too. We all have it. We dearly love to pull the 
leg of an Englishman, but Canon Hannay is worse 
than most of us, for he will even pull the gaiters of a 

Like most writers his work is uneven in quality, 
but it is a long time since Ireland produced a humorist 
so racy of the soil and so delightfully piquant in his 
criticisms of his own countrymen. 

War -Time Reading 

By A. St. John Adcock 

In his weekly London Letter in The Boston Transcript, 
Mr. Adcock says: 

"I was talking on this subject to one of our prominent 
publishers the other day, and he said nothing had surprised 
him more than the markedly increased interest the public has 
taken in poetry since the war has been upon us. ' I was pub- 
lishing a series of very clever plays of the distinctly modern 
kind and they were selling remarkably well,' he said, 'but the 
sales fell off rapidly when the war started, and in the last few 
months have so completely stopped that I have discontinued 
the series for the present. There is still a reasonable demand 
for general literature of a serious or scholastic kind, but on the 
whole the books that are sellings are books that in some way deal 
with the war; novels of almost all sorts except those of the 
rather sordid pscychological type that were in vogue down to 
August, 1914; and poetry. There has been a significant increase 
in the demand for several of the great poets of the past, and 
new poetry, if it is the real thing and natural and human in its 
appeal, wins a wider hearing nowadays than has been usual 
with us. After all, it is what one might have expected. The 
war has made a vast difference; it has knocked a lot of the 
nonsense out of people, and they have no use now for the poseur 
and the merely self-conscious artist, however brilliant he may be. 
The pretty or fantastic affectations that pleased us when we 
were only playing at life can't satisfy us now. We are up 
against tragic realities and they have turned us again into 
simple men and women, and it is the books that appeal to the 
emotions or to the common humanity in us that are generally 
asked for in these days. That, at all events, is my experience.'" 

None of the other new poetry has met with a reception 
comparable with the enthusiastic admiration that has greeted 
Rupert Brooke's "1914 and Other Poems," but none of the 
other has been so nobly inspired, and none of the other has 
come to us haloed by the poignant story of the poet's death — 
and, of course, that story of his death out at the Dardanelles has 
given an impetus to the sale of his book. I hear that it is still 
selling wonderfully, and am not surprised to learn that certain 
of its poems have found such favor with the men in the fighting 
line that the publishers, Sidgwick & Jackson, have decided to 
reissue the war sonnets from it in a small, separate booklet, 
which is likely to be a popular gift this Christmas among soldiers 
at home and in the trenches. Not the sort of gift that would 
have been very acceptable to our armies on former campaigns. 
But this is no ordinary war, and our fighting men are no ordinary 
Tommy Atkinses. 

Mamua, when our laughter ends, 
And hearts and bodies, brown as white, 
Are dust above the doors of friends, 
Or scent ablowing down the night, 
Then, oh, then, the wise agree, 
Comes our immortality, 
Mamua, there waits a land 
Hard for us to understand, 
Out of time, beyond the sun. 
All are one in paradise, 
You and Pupure are one, 
And Tau, and the ungainly wise. 
There the Eternals are, and there 
The Good, the Lovely and the True, 
And Types, whose earthly copies were 
The foolish, broken things we knew; 
There's the Face, whose ghosts we are; 
The real, the never-setting Star; 
And the Flower, of which we love 
Faint and fading shadows here; 
Never a tear, but only Grief; 
Dance, but not the limbs that move; 
Songs in Song shall disappear; 
Instead of lovers, Love shall be; 

For hearts, Immutability; 
And there, on the Ideal reef 
Thunders the Everlasting Sea! 



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DoaND f/j? 

> Ll (DEARY FiBE- 

THE war continues to provide a theme for writers, 
and the publication of books relating to the 
European campaign shows no falling off. In 
point of general interest the war is easily first wher- 
ever two or three meet together in conversation. 
There were times when it was feared that public 
interest would be killed by the vigorous censorship 
enforced, but the demand for war books is well 
ahead of the supply. The war is still the biggest 
thing in human history. What else matters if 
Germany wins? And so men and women when they 
meet find in the stirring events at the front a mutual 
rallying ground. When the newspapers fail to 
provide decisive victories conversation is stimulated 
by the introduction of the latest book. 

One of the most gripping stories of the fighting 
is Mr. Frederick Palmer's volume, "My Year of the 
Great War," (McClelland, Goodchild & Stewart, 
Limited). Mr. Palmer had exceptional opportuni- 
ties, as an American war correspondent, for the 
portrayal of life at the front. With photographic 
vividness he sketches the daily round of the fighting 

men on land and sea, interlarded with shrewd observa- 
tions that evidence a penetrating insight into the 
psychology of war. 

Another book that should be read is "The Soul 
of the War," from the same publishers, by Phillip 
Gibbs. The author is a well-known London journa- 
list who was in Belgium when war broke out and 
was an eye-witness of the horrors that followed the 
German invasion. Of all the books written on the 
war I like that of Gibbs' best. His style is attrac- 
tive, he marshals his facts in historical sequence 
and paints in livid colors, with the skill of the true 
artist, the diabolical crimes of the German army as 
it swept with irresistible force to the banks of the 
Marne in the early days of the war. It is a book 
that can be taken up at intervals and is always fresh 
in its impressions of the tragedies of armed conflict. 

Still another volume, by a lady who remained in 
her home on the banks of the Marne during the 
most critical period of the war is "A Hilltop of the 
Marne," by Mildrid Aldrich (Musson Book Co.). 
It is a charming little book, chatty and entertaining, 
and views war from a new angle of view — that of a 
woman who, in the midst of her domestic duties, and 
the delights of a beautiful landscape is suddenly 
engulfed in the tidal wave of the retreat from Mons 
and Charleroi, hears the explosions as the retir- 
ing Allied divisions cross the Marne in safety and 


destroy the bridges behind them, and then witnesses 
with unnerving suspense the turn of the tide as the 
Allied armies recoil, driving back the Hun almost 
from the gates of Paris. 

A book which many Canadians will treasure as a 
memento of the war is "With the First Canadian 
Contingent" (the Musson Book Co.). It is published 
on behalf of the Canadian Field Comforts Commis- 
sion, and records numerous photos and appropriate 
contributions in prose and verse, the mobolization, 
training, and actual experience at the front of the 
men who shed undying glory on their country at 
Langemarck, St. Julien and Festubert. Of the 
brave men who sleep on foreign soil, Rev. Canon 
F. G. Scott writes near Ypres: 

"The anguish and the pain have passed 
And peace hath come to them at last, 
But in the stern looks linger still 
The iron purpose and the will. 

"Dear Christ, who reign'st above the flood 
Of human tears and human blood, 
A weary road these men have trod, 
Oh, house them in the home of God." 

"With the First Canadian Contingent" is parti- 
cularly valuable for the selection it contains of letters 
from the front. Here the reader gets into intimate 
touch with the soldier at the front. No war corres- 
pondent can supply the color and atmosphere which 
these letters reflect. They are human documents 
which will be read when many of the war books have 
been forgotten. 

An Old Fogey. 


By Alfred Gordon 

'Tis Christmas Eve, when all men bow before 

The Incarnate Christ! The Prince of Peace! Ah me! 

How full of iron is the tragedy 

With all professing Him fast-locked in War. 

How long, how long, we bitterly implore, 

Shall this affliction of Christ's servants be? 

And we forget, in our extremity, 

Man's boast that might must rule for evermore. 

"Peace upon earth." Nay, only peace within 
Earth's very bosom doth man's striving know; 
And still Christ's reign shall verily begin 
There shall not cease the ensanguined rivers' flow; 
But now, O Winter, for one night, our sin, 
Though red like crimson, make as white as snow. 

John M. Synge 


THE couplet: 'But they are rotten (I ask 
their pardon), and we've the sun on rock 
and garden,' gives me, whenever I read it, 
the feeling that he is in the room, looking up with 
his hard, quick, guttural laugh and kindling eyes, 
from the rolling of a cigarette." 

In a volume of personal recollections (published 
by Macmillan), Mr. Masefield brings the world into 
close contact with the author of "Deirdre of the 
Sorrows" and "The Playboy of the Western World," 
whose death, in 1909, robbed Ireland of a most 
promising life, and literature of one who, in the 
judgment of many competent critics, was the greatest 
writer since the days of Shakespeare. His output 
is small, and his masterpiece, " Deirdre of the 
Sorrows," was unfinished, death intervening. 

Born near Dublin, Ireland, in 1871, Synge was 
from his earliest days of a delicate constitution and 
spent most of his youth in Annamoe., County Wick- 
low, a county lavish of scenic beauty and rich in 
antiquarian remains. In this delightfully romantic 
spot young Synge spent his summer holidays and 
received his first impressions of life that to him held 
so much of tragedy. Not far from Annamoe is the 
old home of Charles Stewart Parnell, with its wealth 
of scenery in mountain, stream and valley; the 
famous Seven Churches, the Vale of Avoca where — 
"There is not in this wide world a valley so sweet." 
and other delightful places that could not fail to leave 
a lasting influence on such an impressionistic mind. 
Synge reflects in his works the tragedies of his 
country. In County Wicklow, a veritable Garden 
of Eden, one is oppressed by the deep silence, broken 
only, by the gurgling brook or the lowing of cattle. 
It is thinly populated and its mountain peaks look 
down on no industrial towns. In after years Synge 
caught the deeper meaning of the Irish tragedy in 
Aran Islands, to which he went at the urgent request 
of Yeats. It is this grey background with its pent- 
up human emotions breaking out in revolt against 
the bitter pangs of life that find expression in "Riders 
to the Sea," and "The Shadow of the Glen." Mr. 
Robert Lynd,, the well-known literary critic, writes 
of Synge: 

"In his early enthusiasm, when he first began 
to write about Ireland, he seemed to get near the 
large and simple and elemental things in the people 
around him, and in 'Riders to the Sea,' he gave us a 
tragic rearrangement of life whose appeal is universal 
and which is written in imaginative prose of a texture 
without an exact parallel in literature." 

It was in 1903 that Masefield first met Synge and 
so little known was the latter at that period that 
Masefield for a time labored under the impression 



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that the man with the dark haunting face who sat 
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Irish politician. 

"I had known a good many Irish people, but they 
had all been vivacious and picturesque, rapid in 
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and re-writing his plays. Some of the few books 
near him as he wrote were by M. Pierre Loti. He 
regarded M. Loti as the best living prose writer. 
His favorite author was Racine. The influence of 
Loti is seen in Sygne's book on the Aran Islands. 

Of the great dramatist's work Mr. Masefield 
writes : 

"His mind was perhaps a little like Shakespeare's. 
We do not know what Shakespeare thought; I do 
not know what Synge thought. I don't believe 
anybody knew, or thinks he knows." Though Synge's 
plays, to some, appear rather cynical, he was not 
cynical in himself. "They seem heartless at first 
sight. The abundant malicious zest in them gives 
them an air of cruelty. But in the plays, Synge did 
with his personality as he did in his daily life. He 
buried his meaning deep. He covered his tragedy 
with mockeries." 

Ireland has given some great men to literature, 
but none greater than John Millington Synge who 
loved life and who was too intensely interested in 
life to be busy with the affairs of life or the criticism 
of life. It may be said of him as Matthew Arnold 
wrote of Goethe: 

"He took the suffering human race, 

He read each wound, each weakness clear — 

And struck his finger on the place 

And said — 'Thou ailest here and here.'" 

The Bookworm. 

The Hudson Bay Road, by A. H. de Tremaudan. Toronto: 
J. M. Dent & Sons, Ltd. Price, $2.25. 

The publishers as well as the author are to be congratulated 
on this most valuable contribution to Canadian books of the 
year. A member of the Manitoba Bar, the author was for two 
years editor of The Herald at the Pas. In a most attractive 
and exhaustive manner the book covers the early hisotry of the 
country between Pas, Manitoba, and Port Nelson, as well as the 
work of railway construction. He also deals with the geological 
features of the country, its climate and natural resources. Over 
thirty maps and half-tone illustrations enable the reader to 
grasp the potentialities of this vast area, which is being opened 
up by the Hudson Bay railway. 

Everyman's Library. Toronto: J. M. Dent & Sons, Ltd- 
Price, $0.00 each. 

Twelve new volumes have been added to this famous series 
and the selection of new books adds some valuable works to the 
Library. These include the two volumes of Green's Short 
History of the English People, edited and revised by L. Cecil 
Jane, with an appendix by R. P. Farley, B.A., which brings the 
history down to the end of the nineteenth century. Other 
volumes include Dickens' "Edwin Drood," Gogol's "Dead 
Souls," Balzac's "Ursule Minouet," (with introduction by 
George Saintsbury), and translations of some of Ibsen's works. 
"Everyman's" keeps up its reputation as one of the great 
benefators of the age. 

The Fall of Mary Stuart, by Frank A. Mumby. Toronto: 
Oxford University Press. Price, $3.50. 

The period covered in Mr. Mumby's new book embraces 
the marriage with Darnley, the assassination of Mary's Pied- 
montese favourite Rizzio, the birth of James VI., the murder 
of Darnley and the mystery of the Casket letters, the marriage 
with Bothwell and its tragic sequel in the imprisonment of Mary 
in Lochleven, her escape and her defeat at Langside, and finally 
her crushing disillusionment, on seeking safety in England, to 
find that she had only exchanged one prison for another. 

In Pastures Green, by Peter McArthur. Toronto: J. M. 
Dent & Sons, Ltd. Price, $1.50. 
Poet, humorist, and philosopher, Peter McArthur has won a 
warm place for himself in the hearts of Canadian readers. On 
his farm he finds time, as well as subjects, for his witty pen. 
These charming essays deal with life on the farm, and his rare 
fund of human sympathies oozes out on every page. The 
introduction gives the key to the green fields of rich pastures 
beyond and in it the reader comes face to face with the author 
who fairly bubbles over with irrepressible humor. 

Bernard Shaw, the Twentieth Century Molier, by Augustin 
Hamon, with Four Portraits. Translated from the 3rd 
French edition by Eden and Cedar Paul. Toronto: 
Oxford University Press. Price, $2.50. 
M. Hamon is a French writer of note, author of La Psycho- 
logic du Militaire Professionnel (translated into most European 
languages and also into Japanese), Determinisme et Responsa- 
bilite, and numerous other works of advanced tendency. A 
most original and entertaining work. Among the many that 
have been published on Shaw, this volume ranks high. 

Ireland: Vital Hour, by Arthur Lynch, M.P. Toronto: 
Oxford University Press. Price, 10s. 6d. net. 
Here at lenght, is a fearless and illuminating book, written 
with inside knowledge of Irish politics. The author has had 
opportunity given to few of possessing essential knowledge of 
Irish organizations. As leader of the Irish brigade in the Boer 
war, sentenced to die and afterwards reprieved, Colonel Lynch 
is one of the most intellectual and picturesque figures in public 
life in Britain. 



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The Diplomatic History of the War of 1914, by Ellery C. 

Stowell, Vol. 1. "The Beginnings of the War." London: 

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This valuable series will include, in addition to this volume, 
a second volume on the course of the war and a third on the 
conclusion of peace. Professor Stowell gives promise in the 
first volume of a monumental work from his pen when the series 
is completed. As an authority on international politics he 
provides in the present book a most exhaustive study of the 
negotiations preceding the war. Those who criticize British 
diplomacy should ponder over these words: 

"It now appears how perfect was the British diplomacy 
in taking advantage of the Belgian question on that 
critical Friday morning, July 31st. At one stroke Sir 
Edward Grey showed Germany's designs, secured an 
opportunity to urge upon Belgium a timely resistance, 
united the Cabinet and the country against Germany, 
intervened in good season for the defence of the balance 
of power, and came to the aid of the Entente soon enough 
to be sure of the gratitude of Russia and France; yet 
he had also succeeded in holding off both sides long 
enough to try the effect of every inducement for peace 
he could bring forward." 

The author's conclusion regarding Sir Edward Grey is 
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that led up to the war. " It is my opinion that instead of heaping 
blame on Sir Edward Grey we should accord him the Nobel 
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The author effectively disposes of the contention of some critics 
that Britain used the Belgian neutrality question as a hypocritical 
pretext for going to war with Germany. 

The Life of Lord Strathcona and Mount Royal. Edited 
by Beckles Willson. Toronto: Cassell & Co., Ltd. 
Price, $5.00. 
This is the authorized life of the great pioneer, railway 
builder, financier and philanthropist who died in harness as the 
Canadian High Commissioner. There is no more romantic 
page in Canadian history than that which records the struggles 
of Donald Smith in the Northwest. He was a big man, a tower- 
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ened the foundations of Canadian prosperity and Imperial 
greatness. Mr. Willson has done his work admirably, and has 
displayed rare judgment in the use made of the documents at 
his disposal. 

The Royal Marriage Market of Europe, by Princess Cath- 
erine Radziwill. Toronto: Cassell & Co., Ltd. Price, 

The effects of Royal marriages upon the international affairs 
of Europe is a timely subject in view of the part played by the 
Queen of Greece. The author writes from inside knowledge of 
life in the highest circles and her book is racy and informative. 
The inner history of the marriages of the Habsburgs, Hohen- 
zollerns and other Royal Houses provides a topic around which 
the author weaves a multitude of reminiscences of absorbing 
interest at the present juncture of European affairs. 

The Freelands, by John Galsworthy. London: Heinemann. 
Price, 6s. 
This novel treats of England a year before the war. The 
social struggle provided a theme of great importance before 
the bugle sounded to battle. It seems a long cry back to the 
year 1913 and the tied-cottage system against which the novelist 
inveighs now that the Great War obssesses men's minds. His 
characters are drawn with the artistic delicacy characteristic 
of Mr. Galsworthy. He strikes a somewhat pessimistic note 
which the trend of reform in England at that period scarcely 

The Accolade, by Ethel Sidgwick. Toronto: J. M. Dent & 
Sons, Ltd. Price, $1.25. 
A delightful study of two forms of egoism in the characters 
of John Ingestre and his wife, varied and enlivened by moving 
incidents and the introduction of most interesting and attractive 

Nietzsche and the Ideals of Modern Germany, by Herbert 

Leslie Stewart, M.A. (Oxon.), D.Ph., Professor of Philo- 
sophy in Dalhousie University, Halifax, Nova Scotia. 
Formerly John Locke Scholar in mental philosophy, 
University of Oxford, London: Edward Arnold. Price, 
7s. 6d. net. 
A series of brilliant lectures on the key to the enigma of 
Germany, and in which the author shows that, while few persons 
are foolish enough to believe that the prophet of "Zarathustra" 
made the war, Nietzsche "enforced with singular effectiveness 
just those doctrines of immortalism which Prussia has put into 

The Modern Study of Literature, by Richard Green Moulton. 

Chicago: The University of Chicago Press. Price, $2.50 


The book offers a most carefully chosen and well-blanced 

presentation of the poetic works of Americans, covering the 

entire period of their history. 

The Sorrows of Belgium. A play in six scenes. By Leonid 
Andreyev, author of "Anathema," "The Seven Who 
Were Hanged," etc. Authorized translation by Herman 
Bernstein. Toronto: The Macmillan Co. of Canada, 
Ltd. Price, $1.25 net. 
Devastated Belgium is the subject of this play by a writer 

whose past contributions to literature have put him in the 

class with Dostoevski, Tolstoy and Gorky. 

Rivers to the Sea, by Sara Teasdale. Toronto: The Mac- 
millan Co. of Canada. Price, $1.25. 
A delightful book of verse. The volume opens with a se- 
quence of love lyrics which, taken together unfold an intersting 
romance. Each lyric is complete in itself, and possesses a 
quaint simplicity and human quality. 

The Song of Hugh Glass, by John G. Neihardt. Toronto: 
The macmillan Co. of Canada, Ltd. 
The adventurous life of the pioneers of the west celebrated 
in narrative verse. 

The Faithful, by John Masefield. Toronto: The Macmillan 
Co. of Canada, Ltd. 
A volume of characteristic poems. 

The Human Side, by U. N. C. Dudley, with illustrations by 
H. W. Cooper. Canadian War Press. 
A profoundly sympathetic and a far-resounding note is 
struck by a new Canadian writer, U. N. C. Dudley, in "The 
Human Side," the first book to reflect "Canada's relation to 
the fate of the liberty of the world" through her participation 
in the present war. 

Dramatic Works, Volume VI., by Gerhard Hauptmann. 
B. W. Huesch. Price, $1.50 net. 

Parsival, by Gerhard Hauptmann. Authorized translation by 
Oakley Williams. Toronto: The Macmillan Co. of 
Canada, Ltd. Price, $1.00. 
The great German dramatist retells the famous story as an 

allegory of life with an application to modern conditions. 

Painless Childbirth in Twilight Sleep, by Hanna Rion. 

Illustrated. , Toronto: Oxford University Press, Price, 

Being a complete history of Twilight Sleep from its beginning 
in 1903 to its present development in 1915, including its successful 
use in Great Britain to-day, with all the important medical 
records of the doctors who have employed the method, as well 
as the personal accounts of mothers who have experienced pain- 
less childbirth. 

The Rose-colored Room, by Maude Little. Toronto: J. M. 
Dent & Sons, Ltd. Price, $1.25. 
This novel has been greatly praised by the London reviewers 
and deserves the enconiums that have been bestowed on it as a 
book of exceptional merit as a work of art. 




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The literary world owes a debt of 
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cleverly and clearly described in this 
book. Mr. Harris has been the friend of 
many of the striking personalities of 
recent times. The result of many of these 
friendships is to be found in this volume. 

Seventeen of the outstanding of the 
past half century are here portrayed in 
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clear conception of the personality of each 
of them for himself. It is the work of an 
artist who can divine the secret nature 
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that they live even if the author be dead. 
It is a book for the student, be he old or 
young, who is seeking for a wider know- 
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destined that some men should never die. 


The Personal Recollections of 


Price, $3.00 net 

To have any comprehension of the 
changed Theatre to-day, it is necessary 
to hear Mr. Winter chronicle those more 
gracious days when dramatic genius had 
not been submerged in a sea of farcial 
triviality, when spoken English was a 
thing melodious and beautiful; when the 
Greenroom echoed to genuine wit, and 
acting was a great adventure. 

Like the glow of an Indian Summer 
afternoon that gives to the slumbrous field a 
new, more lovely life, so the memory of 
William Winter, the famous poet and 
dean of American dramatic critics dwells 
upon the Golden Age of the Theatre and 
for every reader who loves the Stage 
reconstructs the days of Edwin Booth, 
Henry Irving, Ada Rehan, Clara Morris, 
Augusta Daly, Lester Wallack, Laura 
Kenne and many others. To all of them 
he was friend, comrade and adviser, and 
he brings them back to us living and real. 


Being Letters written June 3 
to September 8, 1914 


With Illustrations, $1.25 

In June, 1914, the author of this book, 
a well-known Boston woman, bought a 
house in the Marne valley, and settled down 
to enjoy the remainder of her years in 
peace and comfort. A few weeks later she 
found herself in the very centre of the 
battle of the Marne. The final British 
artillery stand was made just behind her 
house, and it was at her own gates that the 
advance of the Uhlans was definitely 
turned back. 

This book is made up of genuine letters 
written from day to day to friends in this 
country. Her graphic, matter-of-fact and 
often humorous narrative of these great 
events that she actually witnessed, makes 
a story of unique interest which will be 
read years after the war is ended. 

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The Soul of Europe, by Joseph McCabe, author of "Treitschke 

and the Great War," etc. Toronto: Oxford University 

Press. Price, $3.50. 

The course of the great European war has brought surprises 

which remind us how little the peoples of Europe know each 

other. Germany has blundered into defeat largely through her 

ignorance of moral factors — of the spirit of Belgium, for instance, 

and the moral temper of England. Serbia and Russia have 

equally surprised friend and foe, and the unanimity of the 

German people in an evil mood has astonished those who believed 

in the existence of a German peace party. There is need for a 

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Russia of To-day, by J. Foster Fraser. Toronto: Cassel & 
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A Surgeon in Khaki, by A. A. Martin, M.D. 
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The World's Highway, by Norman Angell. Toronto: 
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Paris Reborn, by Herbert Adams Gibbons. Illustrated. New 
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With the Russian Army: Being the Experiences of a 
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Nationality and the War, by Arnold J. Toynbee. 
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Oxford Pamphlets. Toronto: Oxford University Press. 

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Punch Cartoons of the Great War. Toronto: The Musson 
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A collection of the most amusing cartoons in London Punch 
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The Book of France. Edited by Winifred Stephens. Illus- 
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Over There: Scenes of the War, by Arnold Bennet, with 
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My Year of the Great War, by Frederick Palmer. Toronto: 
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The War Lords, by A. G. Gardiner. Toronto: J. M. Dent & 
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Nelson's History of the War, by John Buchan. Vols. I to VII. 


The Little Iliad, by Maurice Hewlett. Illustrated by Sir 
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Gossamer, by George A. Birmingham. Toronto: McClelland, 
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Kings, Queens and Pawns, by Mary Roberta Kinchart. 
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The Research Magnificent, by G. H. Wells. Toronto: The 
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The " Lucy Kemp- Welch " Edition of Black Beauty, by 

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Mother Goose. Toronto: McLeod & Allen. Price, $2.00. 
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The Blinded Soldiers and Sailors' Gift Book. Published in 
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Edmund Dulac's Picture Book for the French Red Cross. 

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recounts in a sympathetic, in- 
teresting manner, from their 
dreams to their dreams' fulfil- 
ment, the stories of Christopher 
Columbus, Cortes, De Soto. 
Francis Drake, John Paul 
Jones. Captain John Smith, 
Daniel Boone, Sir John Frank- 
lin, and David Livingstone. 





Post 8vo, Cloth, $1.25 net 

This is an unusual story 
about "the boy who had every- 
thing" and "the boy who had 
nothing," and of the dog both 
loved and who brought them 
together. It tells how the waif 
of the streets comes into the life 
of the son a wholesome, pro- 
tected home, and each boy helps 
to shape the character of the 

Surprise Island 

By James H. Kennnedy 


12mo. 50 cents each 

A delightful story for every 
little folk, just the kind they 
will love to listen to night after 
night at bedtime, that will 
make them beg to sit up "just 
ten minutes more." There are 
pirates and Indians and hidden 
houses — all on a wonderful 
island — but pirates and Indians 
are so gentle that they could 
never cause a nightmare. 

HARPER & BROTHERS, New York and London, Established 1817 


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