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A piquant little love-story with an mentary activities do not wholly exItalian setting is “The Contessa's Sis- tinguish the literary gift: Augustine ter" by Gardner Teall. It is told in Birrell, to be sure, has almost ceased a pleasant, leisurely fashion by the to “birrell" since he took on the cares hero, an American of taste, wit and of state; but Sir James Yoxall, Mr. fortune, who possesses himself of a Malcolm, and Mr. Belloc have not forvilla on the island of Capri, and set- gotten the claims of their readers. E. tles himself to the enjoyment of lo- P. Dution & Co. cal color and cooking with no suspi

Molly Elliot Seawell's "The Ladies' cion of the disturbance to be made in

Battle" (The Macmillan Co.) is a conhis plans by a chance turn of his tele

tribution to the discussion of woman scope toward the Contessa's balcony.

suffrage from the point of view of a An opportune letter from home intro

woman who not only does not want duces him to the circle from which he

the ballot but has definite and wellhad intended to hold aloof, and the

considered grounds for her opposition path of romance proves not too diffi

to the grant of it. It is terse and cult, though a German baron is found

pungent, and thoroughly up to date, for blocking it. An English spinster joins

it touches upon an incident so recent as with the baron in providing touches of

the trouble which the London sufsprightly comedy, the Caprese servants

fragettes experienced in getting posare delightfully described, and the

session of their skating rink, on the book is clever, entertaining and satis

occasion of the census strike, April 2d factory from beginning to end-a real

of this year.

The two basic reasons gem of its kind. Houghton Mifflin

which Miss Seawell puts forward Co.

against woman suffrage in the United

States are, First, that no electorate has Having already grouped certain of

ever existed or ever can exist which his essays under the whimsical desig

cannot execute its own laws; and Secnations "On Nothing" and "On Everything," Mr. H. Belloc now presents a

ond, that no voter has ever claimed,

or ever can claim, maintenance from third volume "On Something." The

another voter. The first of these artitles are somewhat arbitrary. They

guments is familiar, but the second might be shifted about without confusion, and the essays "On Something"

is new, especially in the way in which

Miss Seawell presents it. Incidentally, be described as "On Nothing" or "On Everything." But titles do not mat

she shows that in some of the suffrage

states, women are not only jointly reter. They may be accepted as harm

sponsible with their husbands for the less caprices of the author; and no one

support of children, but may even be wil] quarrel with them so long as each

divorced for non-support of their husof the three volumes presents twenty

bands. Whether the reader agrees or thirty papers,—in the present instance, thirty-on a wide variety of

or disagrees with Miss Seawell's consubjects, pervaded by a gentle humor clusions, he will at least not find her

book dull: it is the more effective for and an unforced sentiment, and making altogether a group of sketches

not being discursive. which it is a delight to read, and a Professor Henri Bergson's imporstill greater delight to read aloud. It tant work on "Creative Evolution” is is well that public and parlia- presented to American readers in an


authorized translation by Arthur periences of a man of thirty-eight, emMitchell, Ph.D. (Henry Holt & Co.). ployed since his boyhood in clerical While its first appeal is to students of work for large manufacturing science and philosophy, its clearness company, who loses his job through of reasoning and statement commends pressure from below, and becomes alit also to the general reader, provided most desperate at the difficulty of findhe be not disinclined to serious ing another. Convinced that the men thought. Professor Bergson is dissat- who are really achieving independence isfied with all of the categories of are the emigrants here, he decides to thought as applied to the things of life. put himself in their position, to pack He finds them all too narrow. up, go down to the dock-but ten "Around our conceptual and logical miles away--and start from there. His thought,” he says, "is a vague nebu- capable, courageous wife is in full symlosity made of the very substance out pathy with him, and the smack of adof which has been formed the very venture appeals to their eleven-yearnucleus. That we call the intellect. old boy. Fortunate in having no relTherein reside powers complementary atives to oppose their plan, and evadto the understanding. The theory of ing the curiosity of their neighbors, knowledge and the theory of life must they sell most of their furnishings, and interact. Together they must solve, by bire a four-room flat in the Italian a method more sure, the great prob- quarter of the city. Carleton buys a lems that philosophy poses." Life he pair of overalls and presents himself defines as "more than anything else a at the office of a contractor's agent, tendency to act on inert matter." Of and is at once engaged on a subway consciousness he affirms that it is es- shovelling job at a dollar and a half sentially free; its destiny is not bound a day, remarking philosophically to his up with the destiny of cerebral matter, wife that he would as soon dig in Masand it is distinct from the organism sachusetts as in Montana. The freewhich it animates. All organized be- dom from conventional restrictions and ings, from the humblest to the highest, obligations which is at once felt by all evidence a single impulsion. The three, enables them to spend for necesmeaning of evolution, as he sums it up sities only, and they begin to put by in a characteristic paragraph, is this: a little money regularly—a feat which "All the living hold together, and all they had never accomplished on thirty yield to the same tremendous push. dollars a week. Details of domestic The animal takes its stand on the expenses, with bills of fare, fill some plant, man bestrides animality, and appetizing pages. Descriptions follow the whole of humanity, in space and of the opportunities for evening enterin time, is one immense army, gallop- tainment and education which the city ing beside and before and behind each offers to those not too proud to of us in an overwhelming charge, able use them. But the main interest of to beat down every resistance and clear the narrative lies in Carleton's gradthe most formidable obstacles, perhaps ual advancement from a day-laborer even death.”

to a foreman, and finally to a con

tractor. Its probability will be quesFar more fascinating than a novel is tioned at points, but the general printhe study of economic possibilities ciples which the writer lays down, in which William Carleton names “One sensible, everyday language, serve as a Way Out: A Middle Class New-Eng- substantial foundation for his facts. lander Emigrates to America.” Told Small, Maynard & Co. in the first person, it describes the ex



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CONTENTS 1. Charlotte and Emily Bronte. By Alice Meynell. DUBLIN REVIEW 615 II. The King's Champion. By Julian Strange. CHAMBERB'S JOURNAL 523 H. The Wild Heart. Chapters XXIX, XXX. and Epilogue. By M. E. Francis. (Mrs. Francis Blundell). (Conclusion)

TIMES 528 IV. Damascus. By Gertrude Lowthian Bell. BLACKWOOD's MAGAZINE 538 V. Daylight Saving? By Professor John Milne

NATURE 546 VI. A Flood. By George Moore .

IBISE REVIEW 548 VII. At the Sign of the Plough. Paper IV. On the Works of Charles Dickens. By the Right Hon. G. W. E. Russell

CORNHILL MAGAZINE 656 VII. Killiog No Murder.

NATION 555 IX. Class Hatred. By M. Loane

SPECTATOR 559 X. Porfirio Diaz - and After.

SATURDAY REVIEW 562 XI. Double-Faced Devotion,

PUNCE 564 XII. The Value and Usage of Words.

ACADEMY 565 XIII. Depopulating the British Isles.

OUTLOOK 666 XIV. Materialism and Misgiving.

SPECTATOR 568 XV. Quack Religions. By Filson Young



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AN ARAB SONG. Saadi, the Poet, stood up, and he put

forth his living words; His songs were the hurtling of spears

and his figures the flashing of

swords. With hearts dilated our tribe saw the

creature of Saadi's mind; It was like to the horse of a king, a

creature of fire and of wind.

Umimah, my loved one, was by me:

without love did my eyes see my

fawn, And if fire there were in her being, for

me its splendor was gone. When the sun storms on the tent it

makes waste the fire of the grass: It was thus with my loved one's beauty

--the splendor of song made it pass.

“Look to the presence; are the carpets

The dazie o'er the head,

The cushions on the chairs,
And all the candles lighted on the

stairs? Perfume the chambers, and in any

case Lei each man give attendance in his

place! Thus, if the king were coming, would

we do,
And 'twere good reason too;

For 'tis a duteous thing
To show all honor to an earthly king,
And after all our travail and our cost,
So he be pleased, to think no labor lost.
But at the coming of the King of

All's set at six and seven:

We wallow in our sin,
Christ cannot find a chamber in the

inn. We entertain Him always like

stranger, And, as at first, still lodge Him in a



The desert, the march, and the onset

these, and these only, avail: Hands hard with the handling of spear

shafts, brows white with the press

of the mail. And as for the kisses of women, these

are honey, the poet sings, But the honey of kisses, beloved, it is lime for the spirit's wings.

Padraic Colum. The Nation.

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EREIGN LORD. Yet if His Majesty, our sovereign lord,

Should of his own accord

Friendly himself invite, And say, “I'll be your guest to-morrow

night," How should we stir ourselves, call and

command All hands to work! “Let no mar idle


"Set me fine Spanish tables in the hall,

See they be fitted all;

Let there be room to eat, And order taken that there want no

meat. See every sconce and candlestick made

bright, That without tapers they may give a



the caresa stinging throng Of liliputian foes, whose thrust and

dart Did blind my eyes and bush my song

in tears; Their brushing wings flung poison to

my heart. I could have fought, in truth, a goodly

fight, Braved death. nor feared defeat be

fore one foe; Against these puny cares I strive in

vain, They sting my soul unto its overthrow.

Dora Sigerson Shorter.




Never before recent years has a work takes an odd man in fiction at his faceof English literature received such value, sees him simply and with a sinappreciation from a French writer as

gle eye. It deals with "every man in English readers may accept. We meet his humor"-even the lunatic in his. the Abbé Dimnet, for example, in his Not that we need grant to the French book Les Saurs Brontë, face to face, critic that Moddle is insane. Miss and read his reading with level inter- Pecksniff's quarry is quite a est and equal respect; not condescend- young man. He is odd, he is suffiing, and with no necessity for nimble cient, he is absurd. And the same change of mental place, with no look may be said of Dickens's veritable askance upon the difference and the lunatics. What! are we, with Taine difficulty. If it seems too much to say apparently, to shudder also at Mr. that this had not been possible in Dick's delusion, at the amours of the former years, let the reader turn to gentleman in gaiters who threw the Taine's pages

Charles Dickens. vegetable-marrows over the wall, at More than an inability in regard to the petrifaction of the intellect that language it was that led Taine, a befell Mr. F.'s aunt? If so, away with citizen of a nation capable of some the art of literature, and let us have certain forms of humor, to write of these sad cases in the form of a comAugustus Moddle in Martin Chuzzlewoit plete and conscientious diagnosis. -our Moddle-as a terrible figure of M. Dimnet has had a less difficult insanity. “Augustus, the gloomy matter to deal with than was atmaniac, makes us shudder," says the il- tempted, with so rash a seriousness, lustrious French critic.

by Taine. The later critic has had no This untimely solemnity, this literal humor to apprehend; the work of the and all-unfanciful resolve to see a fig. Brontës was not humorous but imure of fiction and drama as it were "in passioned, and passion speaks the unithe round" (as they say in the drawing- versal tongue, whereas humor laughs schools), to see the back of it and the and thinks in her own dialect, even sides and the perspective, instead of when her English is quite pure. But accepting the impression; in a word, this less difficult task he has done adthis stupid search for the third dimen- mirably well. He must be in possession, must have been due to a mind sion of the best traditions of English untrained in any but French, national, prose-must indeed be naturalized local habits of thought and literature. therein--in order to write with answerIn order to judge English literature ing dignity of the greatness of Char'well, a French writer must not only lotte Brontë's English. Yet, in the know the English language better than biographical part of his work he does Frenchmen were wont to know it, he well to bring to the forefront his dismust know English play as distinct tinctively French judgment. It is a from French, English banter as differ- Frenchman and a Catholic, and no ent from French, the English laugh, Protestant, no Englishman, no Englishthe English Falstaff, the English Shal- woman, assuredly not Mrs. Gaskell, low, Silence, Primrose, Micawber, in who can present to us the true Charshort English art. And English art- lotte Brontë in the true Brussels inimitably humorous-does not insist school.

(For this purpose we may upon the tragedy of the whole fact. It usefully confound Belgian and French;

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