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gests that, If she had so chosen, Mrs. Howe might have become an acute writer of fiction. Of all the changes that Mrs. Howe lived to see, perhaps the most satisfactory to herself, after the war put an end to slavery, was the develop- nent of the liberties of women. She tells frank- ly of her own change of attitude on the subject of women's rights, leading to her ardent ehnm- pionshlp < f the cause. To the other workers, too, she pays the tribute of generous praise and appreciative anecdote. Altogether the volume is full of good things, and It is entertaining in every page. It is a satisfaction to think that this woman, though now In th*. eighties, st!!'. keeps her mind active, her interests fresh and her hand busy. On her re-turn to Boston Mrs. Howe found her- telf surrounded by the figures who were then giving Boston its prestige as an intellectual centre. In spite of the feeling against Theodore Parker which prevailed among her new friends, \u25a0he formed a etrong admiration for him, and her estimate of his qualities makes one of the «troni:est character studies in the book. It sug- REMINISCENCES. By Julia Ward Howe. Oc- tavo, pp. 4C5. Houghton. Mifflin A Co. Among the most delightful volumes of auto- biography of American origin Is Mrs. Julia Ward Howe's "Reminiscences." Mrs. Howe is one of those rare people whose lives seem to epitomize the notable movements of their time. Born early in the century, in a young country, she has par- ticipated In changes that, as we look back on them, seem phenomenal. She has known many of the great figures of her time, she has enjoyed the best in American life, she has travelled ex- tensively, and she has from childhood main- tained habits of study. Consequently, she Is able to write from a richly stored mind. She baa, moreover, the good humor and the frank- ness of the woman whose life has been a long series of successful and happy experiences, and whose position is assured. Finally, she writes with the ease that comes with long practice. To read her book is like hearing her talk. Mrs. Howe has for so many years been identi- fied with Boston that it seems odd to think of her as belonging originally to New-York. Her father was a prominent man of affairs here. prosperous, fond of society, broad In his tastes. "I was born on May 27. 1819. in the city of New- York, In MarketfielJ-st.. near the Battery. My father was of Rhode Island birth and descent. One of his grandmothers was the beautiful Catherine Ray, to whom are addressed some of Benjamin Franklin's published letters. His father attained the rank of lieutenant-colonel in the War of the Revolution, being himself the son of Governor Samuel Ward, of Rhode Island, married to a daughter of Governor Greene, of the same State. My mother was grandnlece to General Francis Marlon, of Huguenot descent, known in tin Revolution as tho Swamp Fox of Southern Campaigns. Her father was Benjamin Clarke Cutler, whose first fttcestor in this coun- try was John De Mesmekir, of Holland." The New-York of that time was. of course, a very different city from the New-York of to- day. From Mrs. Howe's account it must have been In many ways far more attractive as a place of residence. "The house of my young ladyhood (I use this term a? it was the one in us? at the time of which I write) was situated at the corner of Bond-st. and Broadway. When my father built it the fashion of the city had not proceeded so far uptown. The model of the house was a noble one. Three spacious rooms and a small study occupied the first floor. These were furnished with curtains of blue, yellow and red silk. The red room was that In which we took our meals. The blue room was the one in "which we received visits and passed the even- ing*. The yellow rcom was thrown open only on high occasions, but my desk and grand piano were placed in it. and I was allowed to occupy it at will. This and the blue room were adorned by beautiful mantelpieces, the work of Thomas Crawford, afterward known as a sculptor of great merit. Many years after this time he be- came the husband of the sister next me in age, and the father of F. Marlon Crawford, the now celebrated novelist." In her father's house Julia Ward met many of the men whose names are now distinguished In literature and art, as well as the great figures of business, like the flrEt John Jacob Astor, of whom, by the way, the has some entertaining reminiscences. "Al- though the elder Astor led a life mainly de- voted to business Interests, he had great pleas- ure In the society of literary men. Fltz-Greene HaUcck and Washington Irving were familiar visitors at his house, and he conceived so great a regard for Dr. Joseph Green Cogswell as to insist upon his becoming an Inmate of his fam- ily. He finally went to reside with Mr. Astor. attracted partly by the latter's promise to en- dow a public library in the city of New-York. This was accomplished after some delay, and the Doctor was for many years director of the Astor Library. He used to relate some humor- ous anecdotes of excursions which he made with Mr. Astor. In the course* of one of these the two gentlemen took supper together at a hotel recently opened. Mr. Astor remarked, 'This man will never succeed.* "Why not?' inquired the other. 'Don't you see what large lumps of 6ugar he puts In the sugar bowl?' Once, as they •were walking slowly to a pHotboat which the old gentleman had chartered for a trip down the harbor. Dr. Cogswell said: 'Mr. Astor, I have Just been calculating that this boat costs you 25 cents a minute.' Mr. Aster at once hastened his pace, reluctant to waste so much money." Inspite of her gayety at the time, Julia Ward led a very serious life for a young girl; she de- voted her sf-veral hours a day to the study of literature and of music. It was during a visit to Boston that she first met Dr. Howe. With Longfellow and Charles - umner she paid a visit to the Perkins Institute for the Blind, in order to meet Laura Bridgman, whose fame had just begun to be exploited. "Dr. Howe was absent when we arrived at the institution, but before \u25a0we took leave of it Mr. Sumner, looking out of a window, paid, 'Oh, here comes Howe on his black horse.* I looked out also, and beheld a noble rider on a noble steed. The doctor dis- mounted, and presently came to make our ac- quaintance. One of our party proposed to give Laura some trinket which she wore, but Dr. Howe forbade this rather sternly. He made upon up an Impression of unusual force and reserve. Only when I was seated be- side Longfellow for the homew-.rd drive he mischievously remarked, 'Longfellow, I see that your horse has been down,' at which the poet seemed a little discomfited." The marriage resulting from this meeting proved to be ideally hap] Mrs. Howe found Boston far more hospitable in its welcome to strangers than it had been reported to be. Before really becoming a part of Boston, however, si;.- travelled extensively In Europe with Dr. Howe. Here she had many interesting: encounters with celebrities, al! of which she describes with a glowing apprecia- tion tempered with humor. "A visit to 'he ; \u25a0\u25a0\u25a0•» Wordsworth was one of the brilliant visions that floated before my '-yes at this time. Mr. Tlck- nor had kindly furnished us with an Introduc- tion to the great man. who was then at the height of his popularity. To criticise Words- worth and to praise Byron were matters equally unpardonable In the London of that time, when London was, what It has ceased to be, the very heart and centre of the literary world. Of our Journey to the Lake Country I can now recall little, save that Its last staee, a drive of ten or ir.ore miles from the railway station to the poet's village, was rendered very comfortless by constant showers and by an ill broken horse, which more than once threatened mischief. Ar- rived at the Inn, my husband called at the Wordsworth residence and left there his card and letter of Introduction. In return a note was Loon cent, inviting us to take tea that evening with Mr. and Mrs. Wordsworth. Our visit was a very disappointing one. The widowed daugh- ter of our host had lost heavily by the failure of certain American securities. These losses formed the sole topic of conversation, not only between Wordsworth and Dr. Howe, but also between the ladies of the family, my sister and myself." McClure, Phillips & Co. are soon to bring out an Interesting little work, to be called "Abra- ham Lincoln— His Book." It will consist, ac- ling to the publishers' announcement, of "a reproduction In exact fac-simile of a small Bcrapbook compiled by the great President for use in the political campaign of 1858." The way the original volume happened to be put together has an historic interest. While Lincoln was contesting with Douglas for the Senatorship In Illinois, bts opinions on the subject of emancipa- and the equality of the negro wore widely misrepresented. In order to set himself ri^ht with the public, Lincoln made a scrapbook of newspaper clippings of all his speeches relating to the negro, added some comments in his own handwriting, and gave the book to Captain James N, Brown, one of bis most ardent sup- porters. Captain Brown kept It till his death in IS68; sine- thai time bis sons have preserved it. About a year ago the late Stephen Crane wrote to the secretary of the New-Jersey Historical Society: "Iam about to attempt a novel upon- Revolutionary times In the province of New- Jersey, and I would be very glad if you could tell me the titles of some of the books on tlv- manners and customs of the times in the prov- ince. I am particularly Interested in Elizabeth- town, and I would be much obliged and gratified if you could give me the title of a good history of that city." Whether the novel was ever be- gun is not known; but It has not been referred to In any way as being included among the au- thor's manuscripts. Mr. Seumas Maemanus Is preparing for publl- cation in the autumn, through McClure. Phil- lips & Co.. a volume of Irish fairy tales. Most of the stories were told to the author many years ago by an old man who lived near the home of j Mr. Maemanus In Donegal. The Bowen-Merrill Company, of Indianapolis, is to issue in the early full "The Life and Writ- '' ings of Thomas Jefferson." by Dr. B. E. Forman. Jefferson's correspondence has been largely drawn upon, and his speeches and writings are tr, be ( arefully classified. If well done, the work ought to be useful to the student of American history, hh well as to men In public iif^ R. H. Russell & Co. are preparing to bring out un odd volume entitled "An Alphabet of Indians," by Emery Leysrett Williams. It will contain more than fiftypictures of typical war- riors, chiefs and squaws of many of th« dlaaD- Mr. Charles Whibley, author of "A Book of Scoundrels" and "Studies in Frankness," is soon to publish through the Harpers a volume of es- says dealing wltji literary and historical sub- jects, entitled "The Pageantry of Life." Mr Charles Dana Gibson will call his new book of drawings "Americans." It is now in the press Of R. H. Russell & Co. The same firm will also bring out this autumn a collection of drawings by Mr. A. B. Wenzell, to be called "The Passing Show." and a book of cartaons, "Foljcs in Funny- vine." by Mr. F. Opper. Now that Mr. George Bernard Shaw's two nov- els, published by Brentano, 'Cashel Bryan's Profession" and "An Unsocial Socialist." have pleased the public, it is reported that the same firm may soon bring out the earlier love stories by Mr. Shaw, "The Irrational Knot" and "Love Among the Artists." Fleming H. Revell & Co. have been hurrying through the press a new edition of Arthur H. Smith's "Village Life in China." For some time past Mr. Smith has been engaged In missionary- work among the Chinese; so he writes from ac- tual observation. It Is said that a Chinese ver- sion of his "Village Life in China"- has already been published in Peking. Mr. Winston Spencer Churchill, whose volume on the Boer war has attracted a good deal of favorable notice, has been engaged by Major Pond to deliver a series of lectures here next winter. Mr. Churchill, now in the early twenties, is the son of the late Lord Randolph Churchill. As his mother, who has lately undertaken liter- ary work by establishing and editing "The An- glo Saxon Review," was a daughter of Leonard Jerome, of this city, he has a good many Ameri- can affiliations He is said, by the- way, to be related to Winston Churchill, author of "Richard i Jarvel." A new magazine has appeared this week. It !s called "The Literarlan," and It comes from J. R. Cole & Co. The publishers have printed it in clear type on thick paper, and furnished a curiously old fashioned cover des'gn. The few illustrations are by no means noteworthy ex- amples of an art that has now become a fine art. The contents Include a serial novel of the twelfth century. "The Last of Erin's Kings"; several articles on miscellaneous subjects, some verse and book reviews. Just what room there can be for a publication of this sort Is not clear. From The Pall Mall Magazine. An English poet who charmed a generation and whose works will continue to charm man- kind as long as the charm of poetry is felt was taken from us some seven years ago h>> left a son and grandchildren; but already several of his works belong, not to that son nor to those grandchildren, but to any one and every on" who wishes to make money by publishing that for which they have paid nothing: and this In consequence of the English law. which is more or less in agreement with the Literary Copy- right law of every other country, whereby au- thors are deprived of all money profit from their works after the lapse of forty-two years from the date (l f publication or seven years after their death, whichever may happen to be the longer period. It is matter of common notoriety that the sale of the works of Shelley, and like- wise of those of Keats, was insignificant till long afti-r either of those periods; one of the re- sults beinir, as I well remember, that some of us had to apply to Lord Beaeonsrteld when he was First Lord of the Treasury, fur a small annual grant to save a collateral, and not v distant collateral, relative of Keats from star- vation. In the case of Shelley he same need did not arise only because, though his descend- ants and relatives were equally defrauded, he happened to belong to a family, not wealthy in- deed, but possessed of a competence. For precisely the same reason the Civil List Pension Fund had to be Invoked on behalf of the widow of one of the most popular, and like- wise on behalf of the immediate descendants of absolutely the most popular, of English novelists of the last half century; the law, having per- mitted, indeed having encouraged, their impov- erishment, by thousands, perhaps indeed by tens of thousands of pounds, thus returning them, by way of compensation, a few hundreds! The bill at present before Parliament proposes to extend, but only to extend, the term during which this cruel treatment of authors Is forbid- den. It needs, therefore, no laborious argument to prove, for the fact is self-evident, that it would be much fairer to enact that all property, save literary property and artistic property generally. should cease to be property forty-two years after Its production, or seven years after tbe death of the producer of it. and that literary and artistic property should belong to the producer, his heirs and assigns, for all time. *han to subject the latter to a special and exceptional disability. For. other property being produced, for the most part, because there Is an Immediate demand for It, it at once becomes profitable; whereas, as s r-.ile. literature, at leant literature of the higher sort. bee. unes profitable, it' at all, only after tfv lapse of many years. Save for some adventi- tious reason as In Byron's case, for instance. because he was a peer, and was thought to be exceptionally immoral, two qualities very at- tractive to the vulgar poetry of the higher or- der is not recognised as such, save by a pene- trating few, and not always by them, till Time, the just judge, secures for it adequate recogni- tion. Even In the case of Tennyson, who had the advantage of having as the active advocates of his genius, in his early manhood, the most In- fluential members of a powerful university who had been fellow students with him at Cam- bridge, a considerable period had to elapse be- fore they succeeded In converting either the public or the critics; and. whereas he himself had to wait patiently for several years for his writings to ylfljd him even a modest income, now, only seven years after his interment in Westminster Abbey, many of his poems, the sale of which, I presume, is still very profitable, add nothing to the Income of his descendants, but enrich only printers, publishers, ami book- sellers, who have paid nothing for them. Now. the writer of these pages Is not one of those who wish to bee poetry, or any form of art, exorbitantly profitable to its producer. The autumn l>efore last he stood bareheaded in Dove Cottage, a dwelling that In dimensions and aspect resembles the home of a rustic la- borer in receipt of weekly watfeß. VY t-tt -t it was under its bumble shelter that many of Words- worth's loveliest lyrics were written, and one felt smitten with an awe and reverence akin to what one feels In some sublime cathedral, and which one scarcely experiences in the well Stocked libraries or spacious lawns of more opu- lent writers l say this only le.st it should be supposed that I want to Fee artists and men of letters "fat and greasy citizens " There Is nothing I should regret so much. But since, happily, men Of letters no longer have any patrons, not even the public, whom nearly all the rent of the world have taken to Nattering; blnce, on the contrary, they too, without any title nave their own, huve oome to be recognised as noble and princely; In a word, since both England and America have learned to honor t»u>m, Is It not about time that public law should cease to rob them? THE ENGLISH POET LAUREATE FRANKLY EX- PLAINS HIS VIEWS. ALFRED AUSTIN OX COPYRIGHT. AX INTERVIEW WITH KIPLIXG. An Australian war correspondent had an in- terview with Rudyard Kipling, in Bloemfon- teln, says a writer in an English newspaper He is described as a little, squat figured, sturdy man of about forty. His face has been made familiar by portraits, but no photograph gives any hint of the quick, nervous energy of the man. His talk is a gabble, a chatter, a con- stant jumping from one point to another. In manner he is more like a business man than a literary celebrity. There is nothing of the dreamer about him. After recalling his Aus- tralian tour and giving his views of antipodean books and newspapers, Mr. Kipling said: "I am going back to London to fight the people who will say 'The Boers fought for freedom- give them back their country.' I want to tight all that sort of nonsense." Rudyard Kipling is strongly of opinion that there will soon be in South Africa the greatest- demand for skilled labor the world has ever seen. Long ago the country would have i,eo n developed by railways, irrigation works, mines and mills under any other government but that of the Boer. "We want you Australians to stay her* and help to fetch the place along," observed Mr. Kipling to his Interviewer. He has the highest opinion of the Australians, both as colonists and soldiers. His admiration also extends to Australian horses, although his first introduction to the animal was of a somewhat serio comic char- acter. It was In India he first mounted an Australian "buck Jumper," and the tale Is best told In his own words: "I seemed to be sitting on srreat eternal choas. and then the world slipped away from under me, and thafs all I remember." Walter A. Wyckoff, whose articles on "The Workers" attracted considerable attention, both in the pages of "Scrlbner's Magazine" a few years jago, and later in book form, has prepared a series of articles for "Scrlbner's" on his ex- periences as a member of the Peary relief ex- pedition. Mr. Wyckoff is now teaching political economy at Princeton. Several months ago It was reported that the Doubleday-Modure Company intended to bring out a new magazine, with John H. Flnley. ex- president of Knox College, as editor. The plan was finally abandoned, however. Now. It ap- pears. It has been taken up again by the new firm of Doubleday. Page & Co. It will be called "The World's Work " and it will be edited by Mr. Walter H. Page, formerly Editor of "The Atlantic Monthly." It will attempt to cover a field of Its own, and it will be illustrated. The first number will probably be issued In the autumn. Meanwhile, Mr. Flnley, who remains associated with Mr. McClure, has accepted the position of lecturer on colonization at Princeton University for the coming year. The Rev. John W. Chadwick, of Boston, has completed the life of Theodore Parker, on which he has long been at work. It will soon come from the press of Houghton, MifTlin & Co. The popular Boston writer for children, Mr. Hezeklah Butterworth. has written a volume called "In the Days of Jefferson." devoted chiefly to an account of Jefferson's early years. The Appletons will publish it in a few weeks. Now it is said that Rudyard Kipling has made up his mind not to publish between covers his letters on South Africa. This is welcome news; as a South African correspondent, the au- thor does not appear to advantage. Egerton Castle's new novel, to be published by the Frederick A. S f okes Company in the autumn, will bo called 'The Sacred Orchard." The Harpers have In press a romantic novel, "The Son of Charleycroft," dealing with the time of Charles 11, by Theodore Burt Sayre. Though not yet twenty-five, Mr. Sayre has written sev- eral plays, one of these was recently given in Boston, and another, a "curtain raiser," called "The Wife of Willoughby," was seen here sev- eral years ago at the Lyceum Theatre. For rhe last year Mr. Sayre has been the play reader for Mr. Charles Frohman. CURRENT TALK OF THINGS PRESENT AND TO COME. Mr. Irving Bacheller, formerly editor of the Bacheller Syndicate, has written a novel deal- Ing with life In Northern New-York. It is called "Eben Holden." and It will be published by the Lothrop Publishing Company, of B s- ton. Houghton. Mlfflln & Co. will publish next week a new novel, "At the Sign of the Silver Crescent," by Mrs. Helen Choate Prince, author of "The Story of Christine Uochefort" and other tales. Like most of Mrs. Prince's works, the scene of the narrative is laid in France. Mr. Isaac Henderson's novel, "Agatha Page," which had considerable success when It first appeared several years ago, will Boon be re- publish«d between paper covers by Houghton, Miflltn& Co. Mrs James T. Fields has written a masque on the classic subject of "Orpheus." It will probably be brought out by Houghton, Mifflln. & Co. In a few weeks. Mr. Norman Hapgood. whose blogTaphy of Lincoln was well received last year. Is writing a life of Washington. Mr. James Lane Allen's new novel, "The Reign of Law," though published only a few days ago. has gone Into a third edition. Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. are soon to pub- lish a collection of essays by Caroline Hazard, president of Wellesley College, under the title of "Some Ideals in the Kducation of Women." The Macmllian Company has in press a new history of "The Venetian Republic." by Mr. W. Carew Hazlitt. It will be published In a few weeks simultaneously in England and In this country. pearlng Indian trills, toßPther with an account of their manners and customs. BOOKS AND AUTHORS. .^v . . - 15. Piccadilly. OUaritCn London. Dealt* «a Printed Book* and General Literature. Age«* or Learned Societies. . T7ooKS.-All OUT-of-PRINT BOOKS SIT« I'UKP. no matter on what subject. Wrtta can s«t >uu any bowk ever (.uMliliol. The ik;*' «*Ta book rimUra txunt. PWaaa «tate wants «3-l •"£«.* Eneland call and Inspect my W.CKV rmr* book* KAmSSI- GREAT UOOKSHur. joba BxiS&t St. Bmaia*Saa. *-F» SMA ORIENTALS AT THE EXHIBITION. Paris correspondence of The London Glebe. ' \u25a0 \u25a0 - \u25a0\u25a0\u25a0--.\u25a0..: A If one wants to have the illusion of being really In the shining East one can easily have it by choosing a day when the sun is "hot upon the head" and going to the Tunisian village In the Exhibition. Out of modern Paris one walks straight into an Oriental bazaar; only the dogs are missing to make th \u25a0 Illusion complete The nun beats down upon the Moorish architecture, and, as one passes, an old Arab lying asleep on .i flight of sunlit steps rous?s himself to drive away the flies, in the low roofed, windowlest shops are brown faced men with great, soft, dark eyes, busy at work. Some of them bold their work in their toes All look perfectly happy and coo tent. There are the bazaars, too, with their piles of rich stuffs and their hawk eyed, polyglot proprietors, who, not content with shrieking at one in every language under the sun. rush out and pursue one down the street Little boys in baggy trousers demand pennies, and when they have obtained them sit down quietly and go to sleep. At one stall there Is a thick cluster of red fetzfd h.-uds. One penetrates the crowd and finds the attraction to be salted chillies, CrulU or From The Pall Mill Gazette. lam an American. I have already told of my Puritan, Revolutionary and Huguenot ancestry. I have also mentioned my Inherited and fostered hatred of Great Britain, my lev* of Franco and 1 the events that cost Franre my regard and brought (Ireat Britain Into my good books. I had not seen the Britten at home, and had no Idea I would find them to my liking. On ac- count of their services* to us In the late Spanish war I had decided to forgive, ugh I might not forget, the harsh treatment of my ancestors. And I really planted myself on my gmclousness. Ihad a few twinges of conscience, and was forced to self-cross-examination to see If my Americanism was IH-carat fine, and equal to any sudden call. I wanted to be true. I wanted to "be fair, and I did not want to be foolish. The day I crossed the Channel and landed in Eng- land Admiral Dewey paid a fresh tribute to British friendship. He said, and was in a posi- tion to know whereof he spoke, that Admiral Seymour. R. N-. aided him in preventing foreign Interference during a ticklish time in Manila Hay. I decided I could afford to be as liberal as the Admiral. So Icame among the enemies of my early ancestors In a Judicial frame of mind. I '.van ready to like or dislike the Rritlsh according to personal experience, and flattered myself my prejudice was a thing of the past My first im- pressions were moderately pointing The ways of the people confused me. Business and social methods were different from what I had known In the Slates. American friends in re- sponsible positions invariably wore frock coats arid tall hats, and their cordiality had a new and jarring dignity, One near and dear friend hustled me out of his office and into a nearby hat shop, and in a twinkling had me in a silk hat. He said my American hat was not correct for London. And then he told me a story of dis- tinctions In dreas that grated harshly on my democratic sensibilities. He said my tall hat and frock coat would pass me anywhere I soon proved him wrong. Icalled on an English busi- ness man with a letter of Introduction, and was invited to call again on Wednesday of the fol- lowing week. The man was in his office, but having, had no notice of my Intended call, r.nd having no engagement with me. was not bound by commercial etiquette to save me th trouble of another trip. He presumably thought that in naming a day and hour when he would se^ me he was doing all that courtesy demand-l. I soon learned that in this count you r.«r:fy a person' you have a letter to present. The person notifies you when it may be presented, and you notify the person you will arrive at th" \> roper time. This apparent Indirection offended me, and I mentally resented it. In America cne calls with his letter, is received at the curliest possible moment, and what should l; 0 •'••'\u25a0 is done at once. This letter Incident should not have disturbed me. There was no }\u25a0:,<\u25a0 why the British should not 'lave their individual v.ay of meeting strangers, even though mv 3oe«storg had suffered from Britain tyranny in l»«0 You will remember that th - British wen, on =uff.-r- ance with me. What is born in the flesh is bird in the bone. I still suspect.- I Her Majt-si;. ".- sub- jects. Smile if you like, for you smile nth me. Inside of two weens I saw that in a •\u25a0;' of sev- eral millions, it: plan •\u25a0' n.e^iins; r.cople cc- cording to prsvio'ia orrltte en«ageoient was deblra^if, if not a^.-olat^'y necessiry. So I sought another flaw. There came a drawing room The Q;ie«n was to receive. The function wa.i in !>art public. People on the street could see the presented be- fore and after the ceremony. The popular prac- tice was to go to the Mai'., look on the favored ladles, and hear others talk them over. It re- volted me. but Ifell in line. The scene was brilliant and beautiful, and ?eemed appropriate for England. It was a revelation to me not the gay equipages, the men in livery, an 1 iast, though not least, the ladles in d?coUet4 gowns, but the respectful admiration of the spectators at 1 the absence of envious comment. The thou- sands, mainly women an 1 children, .v!io pressed to the road and scanned the line made no Invidi- ous remarks, but actually showed pride in the display. I went to the Mall to frown on this ostentatious show of wealth ami statiDn. I found no cause for frowning, and came back thli.king. I aimed to treat the British with equal and exact Justice. As a good American from a land of majority rule. Inaturally sought majority views. What was in the hearts of the pec pie? What did the bread winners think? That was what I wanted to know, in Justice to my revolu- tionary ancestors and to my countryman of to- day. Were the millions forming the c;reat bulk of the British nation fairly well satisfied with their social and political lot? DM >.hey favor their present form of government from choice, force of habit, or necessity? All my questions were easily and promptly answered. I .-aw the Queen happily welcomed by the people, all cf one mind. I saw the British victories celebrated by the people. all of one mind; and I saw, I r.ad almost said as never before, the ?o:iesive ; strength of a united community. I saw that as to form of government the British people w?re one, and as to policy the difference of opinion was more apparent than real. Let me describe as I saw it the genesis and evolution of a patriotic demonstration. It was Pretoria Day; shortly after 1 p. m. I chanced to be passing the Bank of England, when I \u25a0 noticed men tying white banners with red letter- ; ing to the pillars of the Mansion House, One banner read, "The British Flag Floats at Pre- toria"; the other, "God Save the Queen." There were only a few hundred people at this focal point as the banners came in view, but quicker than I write it crowds of people poured in from the converging streets, volley after volley of cheers rent the air. hats came off. "God Save the Queen!" war, given with a mighty roar, the flag that had gone up the staff as a ball burst forth in proud glory, and there was hurrah and joy enough to quicken even my American blood. I was interested In the excitement among men and lads who waved fia^s, cheered, sang, shouted, and threw their hats on high: but what most impressed dm was the wide range of this patriotic display. I saw feeble and tottering old folks, as well as people in diddle life, wave umbrellas and canes to "God Save the Queen." and heard toddling children contribute their lisping mite to this fervent wish; while from around corners came companies of little boys, playing soldiers, who sang so earnestly, marched so sturdily and took themselves so seriously as to stir me to sympathetic pride. Americans and British have much In common, and the inevitable logic of events must bring the two peoples into closer business and social relations. Even as they dislike Great Britain for its strength and progress, so do most of the Continental countries dislike the United States. This is no figment of fancy. l speak from ob- servation, study and personal contact. The i American Isolation of former years, finally made I impossible by the growth of steam and elec- 1 tricity. is no longer a factor in our diplomatic | problem. To-day America is r.ot only In the j world but of It. Its new position, acquired through no fault of Its own. carries responsibili- ties never realized, and therefore never con- sidered, by the patriots who originally marked out our course. When that course was marked we were fresh from war with Great Britain and angry and distrustful. On occasions since then the mother country has raised our ire. But the growing Importance of America and our invasion of commercial fields hitherto exclusive- ly worked by Europe have aroused a Continental hostility fully equal to that shown Great Britain. On the "other hand, the British nave gone out or" their way to favor us, an l on many lines the two countries have worked together. That Great Britain an 1 America will grow more and more friendly and get closer together is as cer- tain as the sun to rise, although, for political reasons, an official alliance is out of the ques- tion. The fair and Intelligent American who visits Great Britain and the Continent Invari- ably draws conclusions Favorable to the former. The contrasting conditions are too plain to escape notice. As a rulr>. a very general nil-. the coin and not the company or the American find favor with the Continentals. The ways of the British, though not our ways, are the ways the British are bound to follow. The wise Amer- i ican does not try to change them. As my I Americanism cannot be successfully challenged, and I am a better, because brcader, American than when I left home, my views certainly should count for something. FRANK C-OMMKNTS FROM A NKW POINT OF vir.w AX AMERICAN IN ENGLAND. NEW-YOBK DAILY TRIBUNE. SATURDAY. JULY 7, 1900. MRS. JULIA WARD HOWE. AN AUTOPIOGKAPHY OF EXCEPTIONAL. INTEREST TO AMERICAN READERS. THE RED BADGE Or COrRAfJE. a.-. Epiacxle "? Pa» Arr.^ricar. C.vil War. By s'ephen Crane. X»w erfU Uon. with portrait ar.,l prerace. ISmo, pp^ CSS. (3w FLOIVER? IX TTIK PANE. By Charl»« M. <Jkir.r.«-. WTt3 illuFtrations. 16mo. pp. 21C (J. B. IJppSncott Oco- HTPXOTISiX. By L. W. Laurence. ItTustrataJ. lacier m ?p. l±*. (Alhamtra Book Ccetsasr, Chicago. I.l) MEifORT. An IndticttTe Study. By P. W. Cr'.esrcv% With an Introduction by G. Stanley Ha.:, llrco. j?» oi.:«. (Henrj Ho!t A Co.) THF FUX OF THE APOCALYPSE. B>" Bishop J. TT. Hood. rjir.cv. pp. 102. ( p. Ansta.i: & Son. Tori. SKIMPED L.AF.OP. FOH TTIE MASTER. By Eusret* R, Hendrix. 12mo, pp. 32'». (Earoee & Snr.:t"x Nash^Caw Term.) LIBERTY POEMS. Irsp'reJ by th- Crisis cf l^-*-lOCa Hnn, rp- 120t (The Jam*»» H. West Company. Bcjtea. Mass.) . 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F THE TTEEK. sweet potatoes, which are bein? purchased arf eaten with bread by way of luncheon. And per. chance to the interested visitor a skinny broTru hand, grasping an air- bitten chilli, wy . thrust forth "Bon. buoiio, taste, goutez." Should one be prevailed upon to purchase a little pla: a of these condiments one will be inside cf p^ minute the centre of a gaping crowd. The oVi. cntnls shout and gesticulate end show rows O f shining teeth in deiight at their diet being appre- ciated. The Frr-nch peopl« look en in aWrf wonder. To them a person who can eat a chll'f is almost as wonderful as a »word shallower The French horror not only of hot thln*a. but of all condiments, is so gr^st that I have several times been he^£»d by my French friends not t> eat rait with food that had be»n seasoned In th> kitchen, as 3uch a practice was highly Injurious to thf health At the pickle stall Turkish coffee waa also to be had. as one was informed by the legi»ri<J_ "Cafe Turc. a boire *-t ft man?<T, 20 centime^ a Jocular allusion to the thickness o* the coJJ»-» A little further on a Nubian was pounding ccj- fee in a stone vsrel of antique appearance, a, group of French workman iookM on irlta amused delight, and began to chaff the Nubian, who replied by iMldn? sounds like some anlrrui]. IiVSKIX'S UGLY HOUSE. From The London Chronicle. The boose Is miles away from everywhere, and even when you arf- th^rc it is very difficult ta g<-t in; you ent»»r at the back, and the fr^nt <J->cr ls where back doors usually ar»*. The home li half museum and half c!d English home. I tai pictured it inside as th** brightest example cf exquisite tarte, ana thought It would be a !~>soa in beautiful aesthetic decoration. Hut th- furni- turr- was simply appalling. I bare, to this day. blgbtmare recollections <\u25a0? an awful rjr^en tab;~l cloth, with a gilt pd^tng to it, ar.d a cheap, for- lorn little vas^ in th<» centre, ar.d th?>r<- wa3*a terrible sideboard; and hideous chairs as! couches, all huddled u^> In faded chintz. Truly the Master delivered us from t-arly Victorian bad taste, but he him::»-li remained in bondage to it all his days. As for the wall papers, they w*-re enough to make Morris turn in his grave. There was a legend attaching to one (desi£T!».£ I think, by the- Master himself), repre^ntlr.ij very realistic bunches of flowers, with detest- able scroll work zigzagging all about; xhi flowers were so naturalistic that misguided bees had been known to dash in at the windows an.l hurl themselves en to the deceptive rosea. OccV. being much tormented by this repulsive waii paper and the aforesaid legend, I ventured tr> ask vhy his rosea were . 'srht. though he had, demonstrated that Zenxfs's grapes were wror.3; and I was gliding softly into his pot theory of "representation versus imitation" when he burst Into laughter, clapped his hands and said: "Ilia bees were wise and I was a fool." whereupon I changed the conversation. The- chairs and sofas I triated with distant re- spect, as I knew "Papa and Mama" and "olj nurse"' had Fit on them, and so they were ever- more sacred. I have an etching of one special chair in which a great part of "Modern Pair.t- ere" was written, and I n^ver look at it without taking my hat off. Amid the bewildering u»{y surroundings were exquisite drawings and rar>» paintings by Turner. Burr.c Jones. Prou: ar.i Titian, cabinet? of shells and minerals, rare books, and stil! rarer missals, and. the deHghtfut incongruity of it all was a constant surprise anl charm. AX INTERESTING DISCOVERT. From The London Daily News. A discovery of the deepest though mcst rtifS- anrhniv interest to all students of the life of Nelson has !>een mr.de in Italy. The document. published this w?»k by the w^ll known historian B. Marpsra. ur.il^r the title '"OH awenimentl d! Xapnli dal I.°. Giu^no al 12 Lugllo lTf'O." is noth- ing le-ss than the Minister Mich*T<>ux's ofTic'al report of those obscure events which culminate! in the evacuation of their forts by the Neapoli- tan republicans. Did Nelson lure them out lv a ruse? Sr> it has be^n nsp^rt^d. and a^ain. strenuously denied, amon; the d^ni^rs, or. at least. questioners, having been the publisher of the present document hirr.s~lf. "Until no-x," so he commences his preface. "I have inclined to the opinion that the patriots, when they quitted their forts, were aware that the capitulation, which had been made some days before by Ruffo. remained susp^nd^d for the decision c"; King- Ferdinand. The greatness of the name of Nelson and the enormity of the thing made 1* seem to m--> impossible that the great Admiral had recourse to fraud to get the abhorred re- publicans out of the forts and into h's power. Now I must di .ieceive myself. Micheroux's re- port removes every doubt." Brie) the new evidence Is to the following effect: Nelson began by declaring both to Ru.Tt> and the republicans that he would not permit the execution of the capitulation until the Kind's sanction had been obtained. Ruffo stood firm. and finally lesran to restore the republicans to the position In which th°y stood previous to the capitulation. lie -.vithdrew h!s Russian troop 3 from the approaches to the fort?, which they had occupied three days before. Nelson then, suddenly changed his tone, and gave assurances that he would allow the execution of the capitu- lation. Ruffo ncc^rdinsly replaced the Russians, and Mioheroux embarked the republicans for France. Such Is the new document, and when Its authorship, date ar.d character are eons!d» ered a dispassionate reader cannot but fee! that the room for further controversy Is. at any rate, narrov-ed considerably. Uooka and Publications. The preparations for the journey are bo ex- hausting that it would seem a,s If the poor w< man traveller might have a rest when she reached the Bhip. But no, there arc mam things to think of. Her- is one Important item; "Ring for your cabin stewardess, make her ac- quaintance and ask her to send you the bath stewardess. Bay to her that you hope to take a bath each day, and chouse the hour which will suit you best." Then there is the subtle question of dress on shipboard. "Heroines In novels are always described as bewitohlnglj lovely at «f-a, but to more ordinary mortals it Is decidedly trying." This sentence will not bear critical examination, but no woman will fail t<> appreciate its meaning. It may be, too, that the subtle feminine mind will see the force of this precaution: "Take a supply of visiting cards, even if you do not expect to make a cali while you are away, us they are .very where looked upon as a proof of respectability, less official tjian. a passport but almost fectlve " This is only an example of the dlfflcul- Lies thai present themselves to the traveller when once started. But the writer thies to m. et every emergency In advance. Against this COUnSd, however, we absolutely protest, on the ground that it will further injure the repu tat lon Americana have acquired abroad: "The ideal travelling companions ar>- two people, <,n<- of whom likes to Hit facing the engine and the other with her back to it, because between them they can control a window." This sen- tence, too, Is wrapped In vaguenese, but the plot that it veils will be plain evn to those- who huve never travelled beyond the limits of an ele- vated railroad. To what extent Is a publisher justified In ed- itingthe books that he brings out? This question naturally presents itself to Hie reviewer who lias occasion to discuss such a volume as "European Travel for Women." As a rule, In the case of the practised writer, no revision !s necessary. In this instance, however, the writer is plainly unpractised. Seldom, IniV-ed, does the Macn.il- lan Company publish a book so badly writ- ten. Seldom, too, is so much useful inf.rrr.a- tlon accompanic-1 by so much that is gratuitous- ly absurd. If the book had be?n carefully re- vised and condensed Into one-half its present length, it would admirably servo Its purpose. At the start, the writer takes a superior point of view, made amusing by the failure to sup- port it, either by matter or manner. She soon begins to scold her readers. That is a mistake. Presently, however, she assumes a kindlier tone, lapsing only now and then into severity. And yet the woman who goes to her for advlre must fee], after following rlie pages, that she has been sadly badgered. If she has a timid nature, she will probably be >; by the difficulties <>f going abroad for travel. If she has common Bense, however, Bhe will merely smile at such a passage as this: "Manj people are extremely careful about the water they drink, and yet pea :eful!y brush their teeth from what they find on their washstands, which is nor consistent, as microbes are invis- ible Leasts, and one is as good, or as bad, as a thousand. If you wish to take every ; tion, therefore. you should boil ihe water foi y.ur teeth and then you may feel that you lone everything in your power lo escape. possible danger." Perhaps the best advice to be given to such people would be to stay at ):• itne EUROPEAN TRAVEL FOR WOMEN. By Mary Cadwalnder Jones. 12mo. pp. ix, 301. The Mac- mlMan Company. A VOLUME TELLING WHAT TO DO AND HOW TO DO IT. HOW WOVEN SHOULD TRAVEL THE UNKNOWN. Ky Camille Flammarion. Octavo, pp. xlli, 488. Harper & Bros. It Is not perhaps to be wondered at that a study of "The Unknown" should fill a hulky volume. This work, however, deals with what Camille Flammarfon believes he has di.sooveied about the unknown. Tbe mysterious forces of life have for him a great fascination; but he feels called upon to defend himself for exploiting them, realizing that he Is laboring In a field that has been worked by many a charlatan. Perhaps he defends himself too much; his best defence would be in his thor- oughly serious and scientific treatment of his subject. But he is conscious of writing for a popular audience, so he has to avoid being ab- solutely scientific for fear >>f being unintelligible, perhaps also too inconclusive. Indeed, the way of the popularizer of science Is hard. Poor Grant Allen discovered this fact many years ago. However, the work in itself is good. In his earlier chapters Flammaiion prepares the way by writi-ig two very eloquent and severe chap- tens 'in "Incredulity" and "Credulity." It is bad to be too credulous, but In these days which herald marvellous discoveries it is stupid to close the doors of your mind against facts be- cause they seem unbelievable. I waa present one day at a meeting of the Academy of Sciences. It was a day to bo remembpred. for its pro- ceedings wore absurd. Dv Moncel Introduced Edison's phonograph to the learned assembly. When the presentation had been made the pr per person began quietly to recite the usual formula as he registered it upon his roll. Then a mid- dle aged Academician, whose mind was stored nay. saturated with traditions drawn from his culture in the classics, rose, and, nobly Indig- nant at the audacity of the Inventor, rushed toward the man who represented Edison and seized him by the collar, crying: 'Wretch' we are not to be made dupes of by a ventrilo- quist!' " From this incident <-ne may plainly infer that, though it may be safer in the Inns run to take the conservative attitude, there are times when It Is best to say nothing, The third Napoleon used to Impress people profoundly by his impassive and silent manner. Bismarck, however, was not one of these; he boldly de- clared that the Emperor's impassivity was mere ciulness. But Bismarck was a prejudiced judge. Flammarion's attitude is very far from en servative; It Is liberal; it is enthusiastic; some readers might find it too enthusiastic in its wel- come to psychic phenomena. A less animated style would carry more conviction. However, the book makes very entertaining reading. It examines a mass cf evidence offered with regard to "Telepathic Communications," "Hallucina- tions." "Psychic Actions" of many kinds, includ- ing thought transmissions and mental sugges- tions In general, and finally the fascinating sub- ject of "Dreamp." Whole pages of the book read like reports of the Society for Psychical Research. CAMILLE FI,AMMARION"S INVESTIGA- TIONS OF PSYCHIC MYSTERIES. THE UNKNOWN. 10

MRS. JULIA WARD HOWE. BOOKS AND AUTHORS....By Julia Ward Howe. Oc-tavo, pp. 4C5. Houghton. MifflinA Co. Among the most delightful volumes of auto-biography ofAmerican origin Is Mrs

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  • gests that, If she had so chosen, Mrs. Howemight have become an acute writer of fiction.Of all the changes that Mrs. Howe lived to see,perhaps the most satisfactory to herself, afterthe war put an end to slavery, was the develop-nent of the liberties of women. She tells frank-ly of her own change of attitude on the subjectof women's rights, leading to her ardent ehnm-pionshlp < f the cause. To the other workers,too, she pays the tribute of generous praise andappreciative anecdote. Altogether the volumeis full of good things, and It is entertaining inevery page. It is a satisfaction to think thatthis woman, though now In th*. eighties, st!!'.keeps her mind active, her interests fresh andher hand busy.

    On her re-turn to Boston Mrs. Howe found her-telf surrounded by the figures who were thengiving Boston its prestige as an intellectualcentre. In spite of the feeling against TheodoreParker which prevailed among her new friends,\u25a0he formed a etrong admiration for him, andher estimate of his qualities makes one of the«troni:est character studies in the book. It sug-

    REMINISCENCES. By Julia Ward Howe. Oc-tavo, pp. 4C5. Houghton. MifflinA Co.

    Among the most delightful volumes of auto-biography of American origin Is Mrs. Julia WardHowe's "Reminiscences." Mrs. Howe is one ofthose rare people whose lives seem to epitomizethe notable movements of their time. Born earlyin the century, in a young country, she has par-ticipated In changes that, as we look back onthem, seem phenomenal. She has known many

    of the great figures of her time, she has enjoyedthe best in American life, she has travelled ex-tensively, and she has from childhood main-tained habits of study. Consequently, she Isable to write from a richly stored mind. Shebaa, moreover, the good humor and the frank-ness of the woman whose life has been a longseries of successful and happy experiences, and

    whose position is assured. Finally, she writeswith the ease that comes with long practice.To read her book is like hearing her talk.

    Mrs. Howe has for so many years been identi-fied with Boston that it seems odd to think ofher as belonging originally to New-York. Herfather was a prominent man of affairs here.prosperous, fond of society, broad In his tastes."Iwas born on May 27. 1819. in the city of New-York, In MarketfielJ-st.. near the Battery. Myfather was of Rhode Island birth and descent.One of his grandmothers was the beautifulCatherine Ray, to whom are addressed some ofBenjamin Franklin's published letters. Hisfather attained the rank of lieutenant-colonel inthe War of the Revolution, being himself theson of Governor Samuel Ward, of Rhode Island,married to a daughter of Governor Greene, ofthe same State. My mother was grandnlece toGeneral Francis Marlon, of Huguenot descent,known in tin Revolution as tho Swamp Fox ofSouthern Campaigns. Her father was BenjaminClarke Cutler, whose first fttcestor in this coun-try was John De Mesmekir, of Holland."

    The New-York of that time was. of course, avery different city from the New-York of to-day. From Mrs. Howe's account it must havebeen In many ways far more attractive as aplace of residence. "The house of my youngladyhood (Iuse this term a? it was the one inus? at the time of whichIwrite) was situated atthe corner of Bond-st. and Broadway. Whenmy father built it the fashion of the city hadnot proceeded so far uptown. The model of thehouse was a noble one. Three spacious roomsand a small study occupied the first floor. Thesewere furnished with curtains of blue, yellow andred silk. The red room was that In which wetook our meals. The blue room was the one in"which we received visits and passed the even-ing*. The yellow rcom was thrown open onlyon high occasions, but my desk and grand pianowere placed in it.and Iwas allowed to occupy itat will. This and the blue room were adornedby beautiful mantelpieces, the work of ThomasCrawford, afterward known as a sculptor ofgreat merit. Many years after this time he be-came the husband of the sister next me inage, and the father of F. Marlon Crawford, thenow celebrated novelist." Inher father's houseJulia Ward met many of the men whose namesare now distinguished In literature and art, aswell as the great figures of business, like theflrEt John Jacob Astor, of whom, by the way,the has some entertaining reminiscences. "Al-though the elder Astor led a life mainly de-voted to business Interests, he had great pleas-ure In the society of literary men. Fltz-GreeneHaUcck and Washington Irving were familiarvisitors at his house, and he conceived so greata regard for Dr. Joseph Green Cogswell as toinsist upon his becoming an Inmate of his fam-ily. He finally went to reside with Mr. Astor.attracted partly by the latter's promise to en-dow a public library in the city of New-York.This was accomplished after some delay, andthe Doctor was for many years director of theAstor Library. He used to relate some humor-ous anecdotes of excursions which he made withMr. Astor. In the course* of one of these thetwo gentlemen took supper together at a hotelrecently opened. Mr. Astor remarked, 'Thisman will never succeed.* "Why not?' inquiredthe other. 'Don't you see what large lumps of6ugar he puts In the sugar bowl?' Once, as they•were walking slowly to a pHotboat which theold gentleman had chartered for a trip down theharbor. Dr. Cogswell said: 'Mr. Astor, IhaveJust been calculating that this boat costs you25 cents a minute.' Mr. Aster at once hastenedhis pace, reluctant to waste so much money."

    Inspite ofher gayety at the time, Julia Wardled a very serious life for a young girl;she de-voted her sf-veral hours a day to the study ofliterature and of music. It was during a visitto Boston that she first met Dr. Howe. WithLongfellow and Charles

    -umner she paid a visit

    to the Perkins Institute for the Blind, in orderto meet Laura Bridgman, whose fame had justbegun to be exploited. "Dr. Howe was absentwhen we arrived at the institution, but before\u25a0we took leave of it Mr. Sumner, looking out ofa window, paid, 'Oh, here comes Howe on hisblack horse.* Ilooked out also, and beheld anoble rider on a noble steed. The doctor dis-mounted, and presently came to make our ac-quaintance. One of our party proposed to giveLaura some trinket which she wore, but Dr.Howe forbade this rather sternly. He madeupon up an Impression of unusual forceand reserve. Only when Iwas seated be-side Longfellow for the homew-.rd drivehe mischievously remarked, 'Longfellow, Iseethat your horse has been down,' at whichthe poet seemed a little discomfited."

    The marriage resulting from this meetingproved to be ideally hap] Mrs. Howe foundBoston far more hospitable in its welcometo strangers than it had been reported tobe. Before really becoming a part ofBoston, however, si;.- travelled extensivelyIn Europe with Dr. Howe. Here she hadmany interesting: encounters with celebrities, al!of which she describes with a glowing apprecia-tion tempered with humor. "A visit to 'he ;\u25a0\u25a0\u25a0•»Wordsworth was one of the brilliant visions thatfloated before my '-yes at this time. Mr. Tlck-nor had kindly furnished us with an Introduc-tion to the great man. who was then at theheight of his popularity. To criticise Words-worth and to praise Byron were matters equallyunpardonable In the London of that time, whenLondon was, what It has ceased to be, the veryheart and centre of the literary world. Of ourJourney to the Lake Country Ican now recalllittle, save that Its last staee, a drive of ten orir.ore miles from the railway station to thepoet's village, was rendered very comfortless byconstant showers and by an ill broken horse,which more than once threatened mischief. Ar-rived at the Inn, my husband called at theWordsworth residence and left there his cardand letter of Introduction. Inreturn a note wasLoon cent, inviting us to take tea that eveningwith Mr. and Mrs. Wordsworth. Our visit wasa very disappointing one. The widowed daugh-ter of our host had lost heavily by the failureof certain American securities. These lossesformed the sole topic of conversation, not onlybetween Wordsworth and Dr. Howe, but alsobetween the ladies of the family, my sister andmyself."

    McClure, Phillips & Co. are soon to bring outan Interesting little work, to be called "Abra-ham Lincoln—His Book." It will consist, ac-

    ling to the publishers' announcement, of "areproduction In exact fac-simile of a smallBcrapbook compiled by the great President foruse in the politicalcampaign of 1858." The waythe original volume happened to be put togetherhas an historic interest. While Lincoln wascontesting with Douglas for the Senatorship InIllinois, bts opinions on the subject of emancipa-

    and the equality of the negro wore widelymisrepresented. In order to set himself ri^htwith the public, Lincoln made a scrapbook ofnewspaper clippings of all his speeches relatingto the negro, added some comments in his ownhandwriting, and gave the book to CaptainJames N, Brown, one of bis most ardent sup-porters. Captain Brown kept It till his death inIS68; sine- thai time bis sons have preserved it.

    About a year ago the late Stephen Crane wroteto the secretary of the New-Jersey HistoricalSociety: "Iam about to attempt a novel upon-Revolutionary times In the province of New-Jersey, and Iwould be very glad if you couldtell me the titles of some of the books on tlv-manners and customs of the times in the prov-ince. Iam particularly Interested in Elizabeth-town, and Iwould be much obliged and gratifiedif you could give me the title of a good historyof that city." Whether the novel was ever be-gun is not known; but It has not been referredto In any way as being included among the au-thor's manuscripts.

    Mr. Seumas Maemanus Is preparing for publl-cation in the autumn, through McClure. Phil-lips & Co.. a volume of Irish fairy tales. Mostof the stories were told to the author many yearsago by an old man who lived near the home of jMr. Maemanus In Donegal.

    The Bowen-Merrill Company, of Indianapolis,is to issue in the early full "The Life and Writ-

    ''ings of Thomas Jefferson." by Dr. B. E. Forman.Jefferson's correspondence has been largelydrawn upon, and his speeches and writings aretr, be ( arefully classified. Ifwell done, the workought to be useful to the student of Americanhistory, hh well as to men In public iif^

    R. H. Russell & Co. are preparing to bringout un odd volume entitled "An Alphabet ofIndians," by Emery Leysrett Williams. It willcontain more than fiftypictures of typical war-riors, chiefs and squaws of many of th« dlaaD-

    Mr. Charles Whibley, author of "A Book ofScoundrels" and "Studies in Frankness," is soonto publish through the Harpers a volume of es-says dealing wltjiliterary and historical sub-jects, entitled "The Pageantry of Life."

    Mr Charles Dana Gibson willcall his new bookof drawings "Americans." Itis now in the pressOf R. H. Russell & Co. The same firm will alsobring out this autumn a collection of drawingsby Mr. A. B. Wenzell, to be called "The PassingShow." and a book of cartaons, "Foljcs in Funny-vine." by Mr. F. Opper.

    Now that Mr. George Bernard Shaw's two nov-els, published by Brentano, 'Cashel Bryan's

    Profession" and "An Unsocial Socialist." havepleased the public, it is reported that the samefirm may soon bring out the earlier love storiesby Mr. Shaw, "The Irrational Knot" and "LoveAmong the Artists."

    Fleming H. Revell & Co. have been hurryingthrough the press a new edition of Arthur H.Smith's "VillageLife in China." For some timepast Mr. Smith has been engaged In missionary-work among the Chinese; so he writes from ac-tual observation. ItIs said that a Chinese ver-sion of his "Village Life in China"- has alreadybeen published in Peking.

    Mr. Winston Spencer Churchill, whose volumeon the Boer war has attracted a good deal offavorable notice, has been engaged by MajorPond to deliver a series of lectures here nextwinter. Mr. Churchill, now in the early twenties,is the son of the late Lord Randolph Churchill.As his mother, who has lately undertaken liter-ary work by establishing and editing "The An-glo Saxon Review," was a daughter of LeonardJerome, of this city, he has a good many Ameri-can affiliations He is said, by the- way, to berelated to Winston Churchill, author of "RichardiJarvel."

    A new magazine has appeared this week. It!s called "The Literarlan," and It comes fromJ. R. Cole & Co. The publishers have printed itin clear type on thick paper, and furnished acuriously old fashioned cover des'gn. The fewillustrations are by no means noteworthy ex-amples of an art that has now become a fineart. The contents Include a serial novel of thetwelfth century. "The Last of Erin's Kings";several articles on miscellaneous subjects, someverse and book reviews. Just what room therecan be for a publication of this sort Is not clear.

    From The Pall Mall Magazine.An English poet who charmed a generation

    and whose works willcontinue to charm man-kind as long as the charm of poetry is felt wastaken from us some seven years ago h>> left ason and grandchildren; but already several ofhis works belong, not to that son nor to thosegrandchildren, but to any one and every on"who wishes to make money by publishing thatfor which they have paid nothing: and this Inconsequence of the English law. which is moreor less in agreement with the Literary Copy-right law of every other country, whereby au-thors are deprived of all money profit from theirworks after the lapse of forty-two years fromthe date (lf publication or seven years aftertheir death, whichever may happen to be thelonger period. It is matter of common notorietythat the sale of the works of Shelley, and like-wise of those of Keats, was insignificant tilllong afti-r either of those periods; one of the re-sults beinir, as Iwell remember, that some ofus had to apply to Lord Beaeonsrteld when hewas First Lord of the Treasury, fur a smallannual grant to save a collateral, and not vdistant collateral, relative of Keats from star-vation. In the case of Shelley he same needdid not arise only because, though his descend-ants and relatives were equally defrauded, hehappened to belong to a family, not wealthy in-deed, but possessed of a competence.

    For precisely the same reason the Civil ListPension Fund had to be Invoked on behalf ofthe widow of one of the most popular, and like-wise on behalf of the immediate descendants ofabsolutely the most popular, of English novelistsof the last half century; the law, having per-mitted, indeed having encouraged, their impov-erishment, by thousands, perhaps indeed by tensof thousands of pounds, thus returning them,by way of compensation, a few hundreds! Thebill at present before Parliament proposes toextend, but only to extend, the term duringwhich this cruel treatment of authors Is forbid-den.It needs, therefore, no laborious argument to

    prove, for the fact is self-evident, that it wouldbe much fairer to enact that all property, saveliterary property and artistic property generally.should cease to be property forty-two years afterIts production, or seven years after tbe death ofthe producer of it.and that literary and artisticproperty should belong to the producer, his heirsand assigns, for all time. *han to subject thelatter to a special and exceptional disability.For. other property being produced, for the mostpart, because there Is an Immediate demand forIt, it at once becomes profitable; whereas, as sr-.ile. literature, at leant literature of the highersort. bee. unes profitable, it' at all, only after tfvlapse of many years. Save for some adventi-tious reason as In Byron's case, for instance.because he was a peer, and was thought to beexceptionally immoral, two qualities very at-tractive to the vulgar poetry of the higher or-der is not recognised as such, save by a pene-trating few, and not always by them, tillTime,the just judge, secures for it adequate recogni-tion. Even In the case of Tennyson, who hadthe advantage of having as the active advocatesof his genius, in his early manhood, the most In-fluential members of a powerful university whohad been fellow students with him at Cam-bridge, a considerable period had to elapse be-fore they succeeded In converting either thepublic or the critics; and. whereas he himselfhad to wait patiently for several years for hiswritings to ylfljd him even a modest income,now, only seven years after his interment inWestminster Abbey, many of his poems, the saleof which, Ipresume, is still very profitable,add nothing to the Income of his descendants,but enrich only printers, publishers, ami book-sellers, who have paid nothing for them.

    Now. the writer of these pages Is not one ofthose who wish to bee poetry, or any form ofart, exorbitantly profitable to its producer. Theautumn l>efore last he stood bareheaded inDove Cottage, a dwelling that In dimensionsand aspect resembles the home of a rustic la-borer in receipt of weekly watfeß. VYt-tt-t it wasunder its bumble shelter that many of Words-worth's loveliest lyrics were written, and onefelt smitten with an awe and reverence akin towhat one feels In some sublime cathedral, andwhich one scarcely experiences in the wellStocked libraries or spacious lawns of more opu-lent writers lsay this only le.st it should besupposed that Iwant to Fee artists and men ofletters "fat and greasy citizens

    "There Is

    nothing Ishould regret so much. But since,happily, men Of letters no longer have anypatrons, not even the public, whom nearly allthe rent of the world have taken to Nattering;blnce, on the contrary, they too, without anytitle nave their own, huve oome to be recognisedas noble and princely; In a word, since bothEngland and America have learned to honort»u>m, Is It not about time that public law shouldcease to rob them?

    THE ENGLISH POET LAUREATE FRANKLY EX-

    PLAINS HIS VIEWS.

    ALFRED AUSTIN OX COPYRIGHT.

    AX INTERVIEW WITH KIPLIXG.An Australian war correspondent had an in-

    terview with Rudyard Kipling, in Bloemfon-teln, says a writer in an English newspaperHe is described as a little, squat figured, sturdyman of about forty. His face has been madefamiliar by portraits, but no photograph givesany hint of the quick, nervous energy of theman. His talk is a gabble, a chatter, a con-stant jumping from one point to another. Inmanner he is more like a business man than aliterary celebrity. There is nothing of thedreamer about him. After recalling his Aus-tralian tour and giving his views of antipodeanbooks and newspapers, Mr. Kipling said: "Iam going back to London to fight the peoplewho will say 'The Boers fought for freedom-give them back their country.' Iwant to tightall that sort of nonsense." Rudyard Kiplingis strongly of opinion that there will soon be inSouth Africa the greatest- demand for skilledlabor the world has ever seen. Long ago thecountry would have i,eo n developed by railways,irrigation works, mines and mills under anyother government but that of the Boer. "Wewant you Australians to stay her* and help tofetch the place along," observed Mr.Kipling tohis Interviewer. He has the highest opinion ofthe Australians, both as colonists and soldiers.His admiration also extends to Australianhorses, although his first introduction to theanimal was of a somewhat serio comic char-acter. It was In India he first mounted anAustralian "buck Jumper," and the tale Is besttold In his own words: "Iseemed to be sittingon srreat eternal choas. and then the worldslipped away from under me, and thafs all Iremember."

    Walter A. Wyckoff, whose articles on "TheWorkers" attracted considerable attention, bothin the pages of "Scrlbner's Magazine" a fewyears jago, and later in book form, has prepareda series of articles for "Scrlbner's" on his ex-periences as a member of the Peary relief ex-pedition. Mr. Wyckoff is now teaching politicaleconomy at Princeton.

    Several months ago It was reported that theDoubleday-Modure Company intended to bringout a new magazine, with John H. Flnley. ex-president of Knox College, as editor. The planwas finally abandoned, however. Now. It ap-pears. It has been taken up again by the newfirm of Doubleday. Page &Co. It willbe called"The World's Work

    "and it will be edited by

    Mr. Walter H. Page, formerly Editor of "TheAtlantic Monthly." It will attempt to cover afield of Its own, and it will be illustrated. Thefirst number will probably be issued In theautumn. Meanwhile, Mr. Flnley, who remainsassociated with Mr. McClure, has accepted theposition of lecturer on colonization at PrincetonUniversity for the coming year.

    The Rev. John W. Chadwick, of Boston, hascompleted the life of Theodore Parker, on whichhe has long been at work. It will soon comefrom the press of Houghton, MifTlin&Co.

    The popular Boston writer for children, Mr.Hezeklah Butterworth. has written a volumecalled "In the Days of Jefferson." devoted chieflyto an account of Jefferson's early years. TheAppletons will publish it in a few weeks.

    Now it is said that Rudyard Kiplinghas madeup his mind not to publish between covers hisletters on South Africa. This is welcome news;as a South African correspondent, the au-thor does not appear to advantage.

    Egerton Castle's new novel, to be published bythe Frederick A. S fokes Company inthe autumn,

    will bo called 'The Sacred Orchard."

    The Harpers have In press a romantic novel,"The Son of Charleycroft," dealing with the timeof Charles 11, by Theodore Burt Sayre. Thoughnot yet twenty-five, Mr. Sayre has written sev-eral plays, one of these was recently given inBoston, and another, a "curtain raiser," called"The Wife of Willoughby," was seen here sev-eral years ago at the Lyceum Theatre. Forrhe last year Mr. Sayre has been the play readerfor Mr. Charles Frohman.

    CURRENT TALK OF THINGS PRESENT

    AND TO COME.

    Mr. Irving Bacheller, formerly editor of theBacheller Syndicate, has written a novel deal-Ing with life In Northern New-York. It iscalled "Eben Holden." and It will be publishedby the Lothrop Publishing Company, of B s-ton.

    Houghton. Mlfflln & Co. will publish nextweek a new novel, "At the Sign of the SilverCrescent," by Mrs. Helen Choate Prince, authorof "The Story of Christine Uochefort" andother tales. Like most of Mrs. Prince's works,the scene of the narrative is laid in France.

    Mr. Isaac Henderson's novel, "Agatha Page,"which had considerable success when It firstappeared several years ago, will Boon be re-publish«d between paper covers by Houghton,Miflltn& Co.

    Mrs James T. Fields has written a masqueon the classic subject of "Orpheus." It willprobably be brought out by Houghton, Mifflln.& Co. In a few weeks.

    Mr. Norman Hapgood. whose blogTaphy ofLincoln was well received last year. Is writinga life of Washington.

    Mr. James Lane Allen's new novel, "TheReign of Law," though published only a fewdays ago. has gone Into a third edition.

    Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. are soon to pub-lish a collection of essays by Caroline Hazard,president of Wellesley College, under the titleof "Some Ideals in the Kducation of Women."

    The Macmllian Company has in press a newhistory of "The Venetian Republic." by Mr. W.Carew Hazlitt. It will be published In a fewweeks simultaneously in England and In thiscountry.

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    ORIENTALS AT THE EXHIBITION.Paris correspondence of The London Glebe.• ' \u25a0 •

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    If one wants to have the illusion of beingreally In the shining East one can easily have itby choosing a day when the sun is "hot upon thehead" and going to the Tunisian village In theExhibition. Out of modern Paris one walksstraight into an Oriental bazaar; only the dogsare missing to make th \u25a0 Illusion complete Thenun beats down upon the Moorish architecture,and, as one passes, an old Arab lying asleep on .iflightof sunlit steps rous?s himself to drive awaythe flies, in the low roofed, windowlest shopsare brown faced men with great, soft, dark eyes,busy at work. Some of them bold their work intheir toes All look perfectly happy and cootent. There are the bazaars, too, with theirpiles of rich stuffs and their hawk eyed, polyglotproprietors, who, not content with shrieking atone in every language under the sun. rush outand pursue one down the street Little boys inbaggy trousers demand pennies, and when theyhave obtained them sit down quietly and go tosleep.

    At one stall there Is a thick cluster of redfetzfd h.-uds. One penetrates the crowd andfinds the attraction to be salted chillies, CrulU or

    From The Pall MillGazette.lam an American. Ihave already told of my

    Puritan, Revolutionary and Huguenot ancestry.Ihave also mentioned my Inherited and fosteredhatred of Great Britain, my lev*of Franco and

    1 the events that cost Franre my regard andbrought (Ireat Britain Into my good books. Ihad not seen the Britten at home, and had noIdea I would find them to my liking. On ac-count of their services* to us In the late Spanishwar Ihad decided to forgive, ugh Imight notforget, the harsh treatment of my ancestors.And Ireally planted myself on my gmclousness.Ihad a few twinges of conscience, and wasforced to self-cross-examination to see If myAmericanism was IH-carat fine, and equal toany sudden call. Iwanted to be true. Iwantedto "be fair, and Idid not want to be foolish. Theday Icrossed the Channel and landed in Eng-land Admiral Dewey paid a fresh tribute toBritish friendship. He said, and was in a posi-tion to know whereof he spoke, that AdmiralSeymour. R. N-. aided him in preventing foreignInterference during a ticklish time in ManilaHay. Idecided Icould afford to be as liberalas the Admiral.

    So Icame among the enemies of my earlyancestors In a Judicial frame of mind. I'.vanready to like or dislike the Rritlsh according topersonal experience, and flattered myself myprejudice was a thing of the past My first im-pressions were moderately pointing Theways of the people confused me. Business andsocial methods were different from what Ihadknown In the Slates. American friends in re-sponsible positions invariably wore frock coatsarid tall hats, and their cordiality had a newand jarring dignity, One near and dear friendhustled me out of his office and into a nearbyhat shop, and in a twinklinghad me in a silkhat. He said my American hat was not correctfor London. And then he told me a story of dis-tinctions In dreas that grated harshly on mydemocratic sensibilities. He said my tall hatand frock coat would pass me anywhere Isoonproved him wrong. Icalled on an English busi-ness man with a letter of Introduction, and wasinvited to call again on Wednesday of the fol-lowing week. The man was in his office, buthaving, had no notice of my Intended call, r.ndhaving no engagement with me. was not boundby commercial etiquette to save me th • troubleof another trip. He presumably thought that innaming a day and hour when he would se^ mehe was doing all that courtesy demand-l. Isoon learned that in this count you r.«r:fy aperson' you have a letter to present. The personnotifies you when it may be presented, and younotify the person you will arrive at th" \>ropertime. This apparent Indirection offended me,and I mentally resented it. In America cnecalls with his letter, is received at the curliestpossible moment, and what should l;0 •'••'\u25a0 isdone at once. This letter Incident should nothave disturbed me. There was no }\u25a0:,.hey favortheir present form of government from choice,force of habit, or necessity? Allmy questionswere easily and promptly answered. I.-aw theQueen happily welcomed by the people, all cfone mind. Isaw the British victories celebratedby the people. all of one mind; and Isaw, Ir.adalmost said as never before, the ?o:iesive ;strength of a united community. Isaw that asto form of government the British people w?reone, and as to policy the difference of opinionwas more apparent than real.

    Let me describe as Isaw it the genesis andevolution of a patriotic demonstration. It wasPretoria Day; shortly after 1 p. m. Ichancedto be passing the Bank of England, when I\u25a0noticed men tyingwhite banners with red letter- ;ing to the pillars of the Mansion House, Onebanner read, "The British Flag Floats at Pre-toria"; the other, "God Save the Queen." Therewere only a few hundred people at this focalpoint as the banners came in view, but quickerthan Iwrite it crowds of people poured in fromthe converging streets, volley after volley ofcheers rent the air. hats came off. "God Savethe Queen!" war, given with a mighty roar, theflag that had gone up the staff as a ball burstforth in proud glory, and there was hurrah andjoy enough to quicken even my American blood.Iwas interested In the excitement among menand lads who waved fia^s, cheered, sang,shouted, and threw their hats on high: but whatmost impressed dm was the wide range of thispatriotic display. Isaw feeble and tottering oldfolks, as well as people in diddle life, waveumbrellas and canes to "God Save the Queen."and heard toddling children contribute theirlisping mite to this fervent wish; while fromaround corners came companies of little boys,playing soldiers, who sang so earnestly, marchedso sturdily and took themselves so seriously asto stir me to sympathetic pride.

    Americans and British have much Incommon,and the inevitable logic of events must bringthe two peoples into closer business and socialrelations. Even as they dislike Great Britainfor its strength and progress, so do most of theContinental countries dislike the United States.This is no figment of fancy. lspeak from ob-servation, study and personal contact. The iAmerican Isolation of former years, finallymade Iimpossible by the growth of steam and elec- 1tricity. is no longer a factor in our diplomatic |problem. To-day America is r.ot only In the jworld but of It. Its new position, acquiredthrough no fault of Its own. carries responsibili-ties never realized, and therefore never con-sidered, by the patriots who originally markedout our course. When that course was markedwe were fresh from war with Great Britain andangry and distrustful. On occasions since thenthe mother country has raised our ire. Butthe growing Importance of America and ourinvasion of commercial fields hitherto exclusive-ly worked by Europe have aroused a Continentalhostility fully equal to that shown Great Britain.On the "other hand, the British nave gone out or"their way to favor us, an lon many lines thetwo countries have worked together. ThatGreat Britain an 1 America will grow more andmore friendly and get closer together is as cer-tain as the sun to rise, although, for politicalreasons, an official alliance is out of the ques-tion. The fair and Intelligent American whovisits Great Britain and the Continent Invari-ably draws conclusions Favorable to the former.The contrasting conditions are too plain toescape notice. As a rulr>. a very general nil-.the coin and not the company or the Americanfind favor with the Continentals. The ways ofthe British, though not our ways, are the waysthe British are bound to follow. The wise Amer- iican does not try to change them. As my IAmericanism cannot be successfully challenged,and Iam a better, because brcader, Americanthan when Ileft home, my views certainlyshould count for something.

    FRANK C-OMMKNTS FROM A NKW POINT OF

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    NEW-YOBK DAILY TRIBUNE. SATURDAY. JULY 7, 1900.

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    HOW WOVENSHOULD TRAVEL

    THE UNKNOWN. Ky Camille Flammarion.Octavo, pp. xlli, 488. Harper & Bros.

    It Is not perhaps to be wondered at that a studyof "The Unknown" should fill a hulky volume.This work, however, deals with what CamilleFlammarfon believes he has di.sooveied about theunknown. Tbe mysterious forces of life have for

    him a great fascination; but he feels called uponto defend himself for exploiting them, realizingthat he Is laboring In a field that has been workedby many a charlatan. Perhaps he defends himselftoo much; his best defence would be in his thor-oughly serious and scientific treatment of hissubject. But he is conscious of writing for apopular audience, so he has to avoid being ab-solutely scientific for fear >>f being unintelligible,perhaps also too inconclusive. Indeed, the wayof the popularizer of science Is hard. Poor GrantAllen discovered this fact many years ago.However, the work in itself is good. In hisearlier chapters Flammaiion prepares the wayby writi-ig two very eloquent and severe chap-tens 'in "Incredulity"and "Credulity." It is badto be too credulous, but In these days whichherald marvellous discoveries it is stupid toclose the doors of your mind against facts be-cause they seem unbelievable. Iwaa presentone day at a meeting of the Academy of Sciences.It was a day to bo remembpred. for its pro-ceedings wore absurd. Dv Moncel IntroducedEdison's phonograph to the learned assembly.When the presentation had been made the pr perperson began quietly to recite the usual formulaas he registered it upon his roll. Then a mid-dle aged Academician, whose mind was stored —nay. saturated

    —with traditions drawn from his

    culture in the classics, rose, and, nobly Indig-nant at the audacity of the Inventor, rushedtoward the man who represented Edison andseized him by the collar, crying: 'Wretch' weare not to be made dupes of by a ventrilo-quist!'

    "From this incident