VOL. XLVII No 4. APRIL 191O PRICE 25CENTSSCRIBNERS MAGAZINE HVNTI N G IN THE SOTIK By Theodore ROOSEVELT CHARLES SCRIBNERS SONS NEW YORK CHARLES SCRIBNER-PRESIDENT ABTHUR H SCRlBNER-TREASURER EDW1N W. M0RSE-SecreTARy } 153-157 FIFTH AVE.New YORK-TEMPLE HOUSE. TEMPLE AVE. LONDON, E.C. Halleys Comet Sriafitens the skies once m seventy-five years But Every'Day the earth /s 6rh?htened 6y SAPOLIO Works without waste Halley's comet, with its millions of miles of tail, is sweeping into view in the evening sky on its seventy-five-year trip. Already astronomers have announced its appearance on time, and in April it will be visible to the naked eye. In May it approaches within a few million miles of the earth. It is named after Edmund Halley (1656-1742), who determined its orbit, a new and remarkable accomplishment for that time, risking his reputation with posterity by prophesying its return in seventy-five years. Vol. XLV1I. No. 4. SCRIBNERS MAGAZINE APRIL 1910 CONTENTS
Drawing by Charles A. Winter to accompany "Bluebird and Cardinal." Reproduced in colors . . . . Frontispiece
AFRICAN GAME TRAILS.—AN ACCOUNT OF THE AFRICAN WANDERINGS OF AN AMERICAN HUNTERNATURALIST. {In twelve numbers.) . . . Theodore Roosevelt 385 VII—HUNTING IN THE SOTIK. Illustrations from photographs by Kermit Roosevelt and other members of the expedition.
BLUEBIRD AND CARDINAL. Poem . . Charlotte Wilson • 407 Illustration (frontispiece) by Charles A. Winter.
THE OTHER MAN ....... Arthur Train . 408 Illustrations by E. Stetson Crawford.
PONT-AVEN VIGNETTES Corwin Knapp Linson . 421 Illustrations by the author, some of them reproduced in color.
TO A YOUNG GIRL. Sonnet Arthur Davison Ficke • 427
SOME MUSICAL RECOLLECTIONS OF FIFTY YEARS Richard Hoffman . 428 SECOND ARTICLE. With portraits from Mr. Hoffman's collection.
A FLIGHT FOR THE COUNTESS ROYAL . Frederick Palmer • 443 (A story of Danbury Rodd, Aviator.) Illustration by F. C. Yohn.
THE PORTRAITS OF CARROLL BECKWITH Robert J. Wickenden • 449 Illustrations from Mr. Beckwith's paintings.
REST HARROW . . . . . . Maurice Hewlett . . 461 BOOK II. Chapters VIII-XII. {To be continued.) Illustration by Frank Craig.
THE GODDESS Carter Goodloe . • 479 Illustrations by F. Graham Cootes.
THE PROCESSION. Poem Sarah N. Cleghorn . 489
THE DRAMATIST AS MAN OF LETTERS: THE CASE OF CLYDE FITCH . . . . Walter Prichard Eaton 490
LA BONNE COMEDIE. Poem .... Austin Dobson
497
ON RESPONSIBILITY John Grier Hibben
498 THE EVOLUTION OF COLLEGE BASE-BALL Henry S. Pritchett 5°l President of the Carnegie Foundation for the Advancement of Teaching.
THE POINT OF VIEW—A Sabbatical Year—Frugal Hospitality—Ex Cathedra 505
THE FIELD OF ART—Monotypes. {Christian Brinton.) Illustrated 509
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POWDER POINT SCHOOL For Boys. By the Sea. The mild climate permits outdoor sports all year. Prepares for college or business. Extensive grounds. Modern equipment. For catalogue, address Henry P. Moulton, Jr., Principal, 45 King Caesar Road, Duxbury, Massachusetts. Miss CAPEN'S SCHOOL For Girls. Miss Capen announces that her school, for many years known as "The Burnham School," will in the future be called "Miss Capen's School for Girls." Correspondence should be addressed to Miss B. T. Capen, Principal, Northampton, Mass. THE COMMONWEALTH AVENUE SCHOOL For Girls. (The Misses Gilman's School.) General and College£rc-pjran°-ry Courses. Resident and day pupils. Miss Oilman, Miss Guild, Principals, 324 Commonwealth Avenue, Boston, Mass. QUINCY MANSION SCHOOL For Girls. Fine estate, 6 miles from Boston. Ample grounds. Outdoor sports. Special and graduate courses. Advantages in Music, Art, Languages. Dontcsii, S. imre. College preparation and certificate. Mrs. Horace M. Willard, Principal, Wollaston, Mass. LASELL SEMINARY College preparation. Household Arts and Sciences. Ten miles from Boston Address G. M. Winslow, Ph.D., Principal, Auburndale, Mass. ROCK RIDGE HALL ,'.",' 'I"; ' '",'! v1'. dry and healthful. Instructors able, mature, t?v», V 1 ' rh °rou Sn preparati r college Unusual attention f ,".' '•I'"vs "ll'1" '5 years , , w, 1 1, ,1 daily lives lor all. ,;"," •;"'.; ,7"" ; '•';""• ""'' swimming pool. For catalogue address ur. o. b. White, Wellesley Hills, Ma SCHOOLS AND COLLEGES MASSACHUSETTS (CONTINUED) tpsy BRADFORD ACADEMY FOR YOUNG WOMEN An Endowed School, founded 1803. BRADFORD, MASS. Thirty miles from Boston, in the beautiful Merrimac Valley. Extensive grounds and modern equipment. Certificate admits to leading colleges. General course of five years and two years' course for High School graduates. Address Miss LAURA A. KNOTT, A. M., Principal. THE ALLEN SCHOOL THE WESTON SCHOOL A school where boys are taught to be self-reliant. For Girls. Fits girls for life as well as for examinations. It Individual instruction. Thorough p-eparation for is different, better and worth investigating. Mrs. Elisabeth college or scientific schools. Athletic training. For Mathews-Richardson, A.B., Principal; Rev. S. S. Mathews, catalogue, address Everett Starr Jones, Headmaster, D.D., Dean and Treasurer, 43 St. James Street, Roxbury, Box N, West Newton, Mass. Boston, Massachusetts. PENNSYLVANIA The M isses Sh ipley's School Preparatory to Bryn Mawr College BUILDIN G — Specially designed Colonial building with every improved appointment. SITUATION — Educational and social opportunities of situation opposite Bryn Mawr College. INSTRUCTION — Diploma in College Preparatory and Academic Courses. Certificate admits to Vassar, Smith and Wellesley. Two resident French teachers. Specialists in all departments. ATHLETIC S — Resident athletic director. YOUNGE R PUPIL S receive special attention. For circular, with views of the school, address THE SECRETARY, BOX "J," BRYN MAWR, PA. THE BIRMINGHAM SCHOOL, INC. For Girls. An excellent school for girls, offering either academic or college preparatory courses. Healthful location. Gymnasium. Physical training. Main Line P. R. R. For catalogue, address A. R. Grier, Pres., Box H, Birmingham, Pa. THE THURSTON-GLEIM HOME SCHOOL FOR GIRLS For particulars address Miss Alice M. Thurston, Director, 825827 South Negley Avenue, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. GEORGE SCHOOL Under management of Society of Friends. Thorough college preparation. Beautiful grounds. 227 acres. New Gymnasium and Laboratories. Large athletic field. Healthful location, 25 miles north of Philadelphia. For catalog address Joseph S. Walton, Ph.D., Prin., George School P. O., Bucks Co., Penna. MISS MARSHALL'S SCHOOL For Girls. Academic and Music Departments. College Preparatory and Special Courses. Ideal location. New building. Comfortable home life and out-door sports. For catalogue, address Miss E. S. Marshall, Oak Lane, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. LINDEN HALL SEMINARY For Girls. A school with an uninterrupted history from 1746 to the present time must be rightly founded and conducted. For catalogue, address Rev. Chas. D. Kreider, Principal, Lititz, Pa. THE BALDWIN SCHOOL For Girls. Preparatory to Bryn Mawr, Smith, Vassar and Wellesley Colleges. Diploma given in general courses also. Within 18 years 228 students from the school have entered Bryn Mawr College. Certificate admits to Smith, Vassar and Wellesley. Fire-proof stone building. A separate cottage for little girls. Jane L. Brownell, A.M., Head of the School. For circulars, address The Secretary, P. O. Box F, Bryn Mawr, Pa. SWARTHMORE PREPARATORY SCHOOL An excellent home school under the supervision of Friends. Prepares for College, Technical School, and Business. Co-educational. Cottage System; modern buildings. Gymnasium, swimming' pool and athletic field. Board and tuition, $500. Year Book Free. Arthur H. Tomlinson, Head Master, Swarthmore, Pennsylvania. PENNSYLVANIA MILITARY COLLEGE 48th year began Sept. 15, 1909. Civil Engineering, Chemistry, Arts, also thorough preparatory courses. Infantry, Cavalry, Artillery. Scholastic, Military, Moral and Athletic training. Catalogue of Col. Chas. E. Hyatt, President, Chester, Pa. MERCERSBURG ACADEMY For Boys. College preparatory courses. Personal interest taken, with aim to inspire in pupils lofty ideals of scholarship, sound judgment and Christian manliness. For catalogue address William Mann Irvine, Ph.D., President, Mercersburg, Pa. OGONTZ SCHOOL For Young Ladies. Twenty minutes from Philadelphia, two hours from New York. The late Mr. Jay Cooke's fine property. Miss Sylvia J. Eastman, Miss Abby A. Sutherland, Principals, Ogontz School P. O., Pa. MISS WRIGHT'S SCHOOL For Girls. College preparatory and finishing course. Certificate admits to Vassar, Smith's and Wellesley. Circular upon request. Bryn Mawr, Pa. WALNUT LANE SCHOOL For Girls. 54th year. General and college preparatory courses. Special course for high school graduates. Domestic science. Accredited by leading colleges. Catalogue and View Book upon request. Frank S. Magill, A.M., Principal, Germantown, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. PENN HALL A thoroughly good preparatory school for young women. Also strong Seminary Course. Rates $325, including Languages, Elocution, Art and Voice in class. All rooms have private baths. Beautiful location on Wilson College Campus. Catalog on request. Chambersburg, Pennsylvania. THE MOST SUCCESSFUL SCHOOLS of WILSON COLLEGE FOR WOMEN to-day began to advertise in SCRIBNER'S In the beautiful Cumberland Valley. Courses leading to degrees MAGAZINE years ago for pupils for to-day. of A.B. Classics, Music, Art. A most excellent faculty. Campus To-day these schools are advertising for to50 acres; 14 buildings; rates moderate. M. H. Reaser, Ph.D., morrow. President, 20 College Avenue, Chambersburg, Pa. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINESCHOOLS AND COLLEGES WASHINGTON, D. C. THE COLONIAL SCHOOL FOR GIRLS Resident and Day Pupils. Graduating" and elective courses. Preparation for college and European travel. Music, Art, Languages, Expression. Individual Instruction. Advantage ofthe Capital fully utilized. Out-ofdoor recreation and sports. For catalogue, address Miss Charlotte Crittenden Everett, Principal, 1729 Connecticut Ave., Washington, P. C. HAMILTON SCHOOL For Girls and Young Ladies. Write for Catalogue. Mrs. Phoebe Hamilton Seabrook, Principal. Lafayette Sq., Washington, D. C, opposite the White House. NATIONAL CATHEDRAL SCHOOL For Girls. Fireproof Building. Park of 40 acres. Unrivalled advantages in music and art. Certificate admits to College. Special Courses. The Bishop of Washington, President Board of Trustees. Mrs. Barbour Walker, M-A.,Prin., Mt.St. Alban, Washington, D.C. WASHINGTON COLLEGE An ideal school for girls and young women. Located within the National Capital; the choicest educational and social advantages ; refined associations, most beautiful home life. (Charming park of ten acres.) Literature on request. Address F. Menefee, Pres., Washington, D. C. BRISTOL SCHOOL For Girls. Home and College Preparatory Courses. The French Department occupies a separate residence, where French is the language of the house. Address Miss ALICE A. BRISTOL, Principal, Mintwood Place and igth Street, Washington, D. C. MARTHA WASHINGTON SEAATNARY For Young Women. Attractive school life combined with advantages of National Capital. Two years' course for high school graduates. General and Special Courses. Music, Art and Domestic Science. $500 a year. Edward W. Thompson, Principal, Washington, District of Columbia. THE ARMY AND NAVY PREPARATORY SCHOOL Select boarding school for young men and boys. Thorough preparation for colleges, scientific schools, and Government academies. Special courses. New buildings. Athletic grounds; new gymnasium. Catalogue. E, Swavely, Principal, Box D, Washington, District of Columbia. FAIRMONT SEMINARY School for Girls. Beautifully located on Columbia Heights—in the city. Outdoor sports. Playgrounds adjoining. YVashington, D. C. MADISON HALL Select school for Young Ladies and Girls. College and Elective courses. Music, Art, Expression, Modern Languages. Social and educational advantages of Washington. For catalogue, address Prof, and Mrs. Geo. F. Winston, Principals, 3100 R Street, N. W., Washington, D. C. NATIONAL CATHEDRAL SCHOOL FOR BOYS A country school, occupying its beautiful new home on Mount St. Alban, Washington, D. C. Prepares for Colleges and Universities. Bishop of Washington, President Board of Trustees. For catalogue, address E. L. Gregg, Headmaster, Box Z. National Park Seminary r °F.Z" For Youna Women Washington. •V D.C. Suburbs) I The mM Glen £g | School The story of the school; oflts phenomenal growth; Its remurkable equipment of 18 boil dings, grouped In College fashion, forming: a miniature village; its training in homemaking; its development of special talents: its pleasures, gight-seeliig, and study ofthe Capital—can he told fully ««ly in our catalogue. Address Itox 102,Fore»t t'leii, Md. GUNSTON HALL A beautiful Colonial Home School for Young Ladies. Illustrated catalogue. Mr. and Mrs. Beverley R. Mason, Principals ; Miss E. M. Clark, I.I.'.A., Associate .Principal. 1906 Florida Ave., N. W., Washington, District of Columbia. LAISE-PHILLIPS SCHOOL For Girls. College Preparatory, Academic, and Elective Courses. Two years advanced course for high school graduates. Art, Music, Native French and German teachers. Mrs. J. Sylvester Phillips, Principal, 1623 Connecticut Ave., Washington, D. C. CHEVY CHASE COLLEGE AND SEMINARY A Home School for Young Ladies. Special advantages in Music, Art, Elocution and Domestic Science. Campus of eleven acres. Golf and other outdoor sports. Healthful location at Chevy Chase, " Suburb Beautiful." Artesian water. Address Mr. and Mrs. S. N. Barker, Principals, Drawer 841, Washington, D. C. BELCOURT SEMINARY Home and Day School for Girls. Unexcelled location. College, Preparatory and Elective Courses. Certificate admits to college. Exceptional opportunities in Music, Art, Expression and Languages. Social and educational advantages ofthe Capital. Outdoor sports. Address Mrs. M. B. Somervell, Principal, Washington, D. C. MISS MADEIRA'S SCHOOL For Girls. Preparatory and certificate privileges to Vassar, Smith and Wellesley. Complete academic course for pupils not going to college. Two years' advanced course for High School graduates. Music and art. Gymnasium and athletics. Miss Lucy Madeira, 1326 19th St., Washington, P . C. WASHINGTON SEMINARY Planned for those who desire a beautiful and cultured home, refined associates, thorough instruction, and upbuilding of character. Academic and special courses. Certificate admits to college. Culture class for Post-Graduates. Gymnasium. Tennis. Rates $600 to $Soo. Mr. and Mrs. G. T. Smallwood, Principals, 2103-09 S Street, Washington, D. C. MARYLAND [NEW] MARYLAND COLLEG E—1853-1910 Eor Women. Baltimore Suburbs. Washington advantages. Preparatory and College. Two years' course for high school graduates. A.B. and Lit.B. Degrees. Elocution; Art; School of Music. New Pipe Organ. Healthful Climate. Beautiful Campus. Outdoor Sports. Elegant Sun-Parlor. Non-sectarian. $400 to $550. Catalogue. Charles Wesley Gallagher, D.D., Box G, Lutherville, Md. THE WOMAN'S COLLEGE Offers a practical, well-balanced course, including electives, leading to the B.A. degree. Strong Preparatory Department. Diplomas are also granted in Music, Art and Elocution. Practical courses in Domestic Science. Terms, $300. Joseph H. Apple, A.M., President, Frederick, Md. KEE-MAR COLLEGE For Women. Modern buildings, campus of ten acres, in the beautiful Cumberland Valley. Preparatory, Collegiate and Special Courses, with unusual advantages in Art and Music. $300 a year. For illustrated catalogue, address S. M. Newman, D.D., president, Hagerstown, Md. THE TOME SCHOOL FOR BOYS An Endowed Preparatory School. Tuition $700. Elaborately illustrated book on request. Dr. Thomas S. Baker Port Deposit, Md. NOTRE DAME OF MARYLAND Hv-rLI f=r Wome n an d Preparatory School for Girls. Regular and Elec,f,ir„„ = Ex.tensilfe .Grounds. Location unsurpassed. Suburbs of Baltimore. Spacious buildings, completely equipped. Conducted bv School Sisters of Notre Dame, Charles Street Avenue, Baltimore Maryland* MICHIGAN NEW HAMPSHIRE DETROIT UNIVERSITY SCHOOL HOLDERNESS SCHOOL Preparatory and Manual Training School for Boys. New buildings, dormitory, shops, laboratories, gymnasium, swimming pool, athletic field. u-?.rb^kySi,-PrePares,for Colleges and Technical Schools. Ranks Exceptionally strong faculty. College certificates accepted. Calendar with the highest grade schools of New England, vet by reason of upon application. Those addressing Sec'y, 2 Elm wood Ave., Detroit, lT,t v!TCntp e 'rUI"0n As moderate - A new building 'was opened \|i( li.. will receive illustrated book. last sun. Rev. Lonn Webster, L.H.D., Rector, Plymouth, N. H. 38 In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCHOOLS AND COLLEGES CONNECTICUT One of the best equipped schools for girls in the country. Beautifully-located, overlooking Long Island Sound, 50 minutes from New York City. Building new and specially designed for the school. College The Ely School Preparatory and general course. Modeling, drawing, choral and sight For Girls singing included in every grade. A Department of Domestic Science. Greenwich, Conn. Gymnasium. Athletics. Outdoor Sports. CHESHIRE SCHOOL FOR BOYS Founded 1794. Beautifully located in central Connecticut. College Preparatory and General Courses physical training. Extensive property, fine buildings and athletic field; all appointments first-class. Catalogue. John D. Skilton, M.A., Headmaster, Cheshire, Conn. WYKEHAM RISE A Country School for Girls. Miss Davies, Principal. Washington, Connecticut. RUMSEY HALL A school in the country for boys. Address, Head Master, Cornwall, Litchfield County, Connecticut. 1NGLES1DE A School for Girls. School year begins Tuesday, October 4, 191 Mrs. Wm. D. Black, Patroness. New Milford, Litchfield Co., Conn. THE RIDGE SCHOOL Founded by Wm. G. Brinsmade. In the highlands of Litchfield County. A home school for older boys. Limited to twenty. A large faculty enables us to give particular attention to each boy. Booklet on request. Washington, Conn. NEWDWIGHT SCHOOL For Girls. College Preparatory and Special Courses. Certificates accepted bj' leading colleges. Suburban to New York. Spacious grounds. Gymnasium. Tennis, riding. Address Box 607. Miss Creightori and Miss Farrar, Principals. Englewood, N. J. MONTCLA1R ACADEMY 23rd year under same headmaster. Military organization. Gymnasium and Swimming Pool. " Your Boy and Our School " is a little book which will interest parents, no matter where their sons are educated. John G. MacVicar, A.M., 22 Walden Place, Montclair, N. J. KlNGSLEY SCHOOL FOR BOYS In the New Jersey Hilte, 22 miles from New York. Prepares for all colleges and scientific schools. Individual attention in small classes. Gymnasium and extensive grounds for athletics and sports. For catalogue address J. R. Campbell, M.A., Headmaster, Box 103, Essex Fells, N. J. THE TACONIC SCHOOL FOR GIRLS Near beautiful lake in the Berkshire Hills. Miss Lilian Dixon, A.B. (Wellesley and Bryn Mawr), Miss Bertha Bailey, B.S. (Wellesley), Lakeville, Conn. THE FANNIE A. SMITH FROEBEL KINDERGARTEN AND TRAINING SCHOOL We have found the demand for our graduates greater than we can supply. One and two year course. For catalogue, address Fannie A. Smith, Principal, 863 Lafayette St., Bridgeport, Conn. Miss BAIRD'S SCHOOL For Girls. 36th year. Intermediate. College Preparatory and General Courses. Superior advantages in Music, Art and the Languages. Gymnasium. The home life is replete with inspiration. Norwalk, Conn. Miss BUTTS'S SCHOOL For Girls. Offers a healthful, happy home, with the best advantages for study and recreation. Norwich, Conn. SOUTH CAROLINA ASHLEY HALL School for Girls. Colonial mansion in beautiful grounds. College preparatory and general courses. Native French teacher. Address Miss M. V. McBee, M.A., Charleston, S. C. JERSEY BORDENTOWN MILITARY INSTITUTE Our first aim is to make strong, manly, successful men—physically, mentally, morally. College and business preparation. Illustrated book and school paper. Rev. T. H. Landon, A.M., D.D., Principal. Lieut.-Col. T. D. Landon, Commandant. Bordentown-on-the-Delaware, N. J. BLAIR ACADEMY 63d year. Prepares for any American College. Campus 100 acres. Thorough equipment; liberal endowment justifies low rate of $350. Opens Sept. 14th. John C. Sharpe, A.M., D.D., Principal, P. O. Box N, Blairstown, New Jersey. PEDDIE INSTITUTE For Boys. An endowed school. Strong teachers, two hundred boys. Prepares for all colleges. Business course. Music. Sixty acres campus, athletic field, gymnasium, swimming pool. Rates, $400. Lower school for boys 11 to 14 years. Forty-fourth year opens Sept. 2r. Catalogue. R. W. Swetland, A.M., Principal, Box 4-C, Hightstown, N. J. MISSOURI FOREIGN TRAVEL FOREST PARK UNIVERSITY Full College Course. Preparatory Certificate admits to Wellesley, THE THOMPSON-BALDASSERON1 Smith, and Mt. Holyoke. College of Music, E. R. Kroeger, SCHOOL OF TRAVEL FOR GIRLS Director; Carter, Voice; Galloway, Pipe Organ. Violin, ElocuSails in October with Principal for tenth school year of travel and study tion, Art, Gymnasium. Board, tuition, room, $285. Write for abroad. Usual courses. Music no extra. Extensive itinerary. Fine Catalog to President, Anna Snced Cairns, St. Louis, Mo. home abroad. Mrs. Helen Scott, Sec'y, Central Ave., Dover, N. H In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCHOOLS AND COLLEGES OHIO THE BARTHOLOMEW-CLIFTON SCHOOL FOR GIRLS UNIVERSITY SCHOOL An attractive home department for a limited number of resident For educational purposes, not for profit. Offers exceptional opportunipupils. Prepares for the best colleges. Advanced course for ties in the preparation of boys for college or business; strong faculty: High School Graduates. Music, Art, Languages. Miss E. A. shops for manual training; athletic field, gymnasium, swimming pool, ELY, A.M., and Miss M. F. SMITH, Principals, Evanswood, running track, bowling alleys. Location finest in the city. For catalogue, Clifton, Cincinnati. address Harry Alfred Peters, B.A., Principal, Cleveland, Ohio. OHIO MILITARY INSTITUTE GLENDALE COLLEGE . Ten miles from Cincinnati. High, beautiful location. Military Offers a pleasant home in a beautiful suburb of Cincinnati; indrill subordinate to academic work. Lower school for younger sures a liberal cultivation through its Collegiate Courses. Art, boys. Certificate admits to colleges. Thorough physical training. Music and Expression, and preparation for all colleges. The A. M. Henshaw, Commandant, Box 24, College Hill, Ohio. home life is natural and happy. Terms moderate. Apply for catalogue to Miss R. J. DeVore, Pres't, Glendale, Ohio. VIRGINIA HOLLINS INSTITUTE Founded 1842.-A college for girls, offering- regular College, Elective and Preparatory Courses. Music, Art, etc. Beautifully situated in Valley of Virginia, seven miles from Roanoke. Invigorating mountain climate. Catalogue sent on request. Matty L.. Cocke, President, Box 308, Hollins.Va. WlRTLAND SEMINARY A refined home school for 25 girls. Ideal location. Cultured and elevating associations. Accomplished teachers. Individual attention given. College preparatory and Academic courses. 16th Session opens September 14th, ipio. Terms $175 per session. Mrs. William D. Wirt, Oak Grove, Westmoreland Co., Va. SOUTHERN FEMALE COLLEGE $200 to $300 per year. A beautiful College Home for 100 girls, after highest Virginia standards. Students from 21 States. Social advantages. Preparatory, Advanced, and Finishing Courses; Music, Art, Elocution. Five Buildings. Gymnasium. 47th Year Book. Arthur Kyle Davis, A.M., President, Box 201, Petersburg, Va. INDIANA MARION NORMAL COLLEGE A preparatory school for boys and girls that will satisfy the most critical of parents. Its reputation for thorough and careful work is well known. Strong college courses are also offered. $125 pays tuition, board and room for 48 weeks. For catalogue, address C. W. Boucher, Pres., or Mrs. C. W. Boucher, Vice-Pres., Box 01, Marion, Indiana. TUDOR HALL School for Girls. Certificate admits to Vassar, Wellesley, Smith, Cornell, Mt. Holyoke. Special preparation for Bryn Mawr. Courses in Music, Art, Voice Culture, Household Science. Native French and German Teachers. Bible study in all departments. Miss Fredouia Allen, Ph.B. (Cornell), Principal, 1536 N. Meridian St., Indianapolis, Indiana. ELMHURST SCHOOL For Girls. College Preparatory, Academic and Advanced Courses with Diplomas. Special Preparation for Foreign Travel. Music. Mensendieck Physical Training. All outdoor sports. Colonial house, estate 130 acres. Send for Catalogue and Illustrated Booklet. Address Box 2, R. D. 6, Connersville, Indiana. MUSIC AND DRAMATIC ARTS STUDY MUSIC BY MAIL Any one who can play the piano will derive the greatest advantage from even a short course in harmony and musical composition. 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SCRIBNEKS MAGAZINE VOL. XLVII APRIL, 1910 NO. 4 AFRICAN GAME TRAILS* AN ACCOUNT OF THE AFRICAN WANDERINGS OF AN AMERICAN HUNTER-NATURALIST BY THEODORE ROOSEVELT ILLUSTRATIONS FROM PHOTOGRAPHS BY KERMIT ROOSEVELT AND OTHER MEMBERS OF THE EXPEDITION VII.—HUNTINGOUR next camp was in the middle of the vast plains, by some limestone springs, at one end of a line of dark acacias. There were rocky koppies two or three miles off on either hand. From the tents, and white-topped wagons, we could see the game grazing on the open flats, or among the scattered wizened thorns. The skies were overcast, and the nights cool; in the evenings the camp fires blazed in front of the tents, and after supper we gathered round them, talking, or sitting silently, or listening to Kermit strumming on his mandolin. The day after reaching this camp we rode out, hoping to get either rhino or giraffe; we needed additional specimens of both for the naturalists, who especially wanted cow giraffes. It was cloudy and cool, and the common game was shy; though we needed meat, I could not get within fair range of the wildebeest, hartebeest, topi, or big gazelle ; however I killed a couple of tommies, one by a good shot, the other running, after I had missed him in rather scandalous fashion while he was standing. An hour or two after leaving the tents we made out on the sky line a couple of miles * Copyright, 1910, by Charles Scribner's Sons, New York, U. S. A. All rights reserved, including that of translation into foreign languages, including the Scandinavian. SPECIAL NOTICE.--These articles are fully protected under a severe penalty IN THE SOTIK to our left some objects which scrutiny showed to be giraffe. After coming within a mile the others halted and I rode ahead on the tranquil sorrel, heading for a point toward which the giraffe were walking; stalking was an impossibility, and I was prepared either to manoeuvre for a shot on foot, or to ride them, as circumstances might determine. I carried the little Springfield, being desirous of testing the small, solid,, sharp-pointed army bullet on the big beasts. As I rode, a wildebeest bull played around me within two hundred yards, prancing, nourishing his tail, tossing his head and uttering his grunting bellow; it almost seemed as if he knew I would not shoot at him, or as if for the moment he had been infected with the absurd tameness which the giraffe showed. There were seven giraffes, a medium-sized bull, four cows, and two young ones; and, funnily enough, the young ones were by far the shyest and most suspicious. I did not want to kill a bull unless it was exceptionally large; whereas I did want two cows and a young one, for the Museum. When quarter of a mile away I dismounted, threw the reins over Tranquillity's head— whereat the good placid old fellow at once began grazing—and walked diagonally toward the biggest cow, which was ahead of the new copyright law in effect July 1st, 1909, which imposes for infringement. Copyright, 1910, by Charles Scribner's Sons. All rights reserved. VOL. XLVII.—41
The safari fording a stream. From a photograph by Edmund Heller.
African Game Trails the others. The tall, handsome ungainly creatures were nothing like as shy as the smaller game had shown themselves that morning, and of course they offered such big targets that three hundred yards was a fair range for them. At two hundred and sixty yards I fired at the big cow as she stood almost facing me, twisting and curling her tail. The bullet struck fair and she was off at a hurried, clumsy gallop. I gave heranotherbullet, but it was not necesyards off. But this was not all. The four survivors did not leave even after such an experience, but stayed in the plain, not far off, for several hours, and thereby gave Kermit a chance to do something much better worth while than shooting them. His shoulder was sore, and he did not wish to use a rifle, and so was devoting himself to his camera, which one of his men always carried. With this, after the exercise of much patience, he finally managed to take Mr. Roosevelt's rhino. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. sary, and down she went. The second cow, a fine young heifer, was now cantering across my front, and with two more shots I got her; the sharp-pointed bullets penetrating well, and not splitting into fragments, but seeming to cause a rending shock. I met with much more difficulty in trying to kill the young one I needed. I walked and trotted a mile after the herd. The old ones showed little alarm, standing again and again to look at me. Finally I shot one of the two young ones, at four hundred and ten long paces, while a cow stood much nearer, and the bull only three hundred a number of pictures of the giraffe, getting within fifty yards of the bull. Nor were the giraffe the only animals that showed a tameness bordering on stupidity. Soon afterward we made out three rhino, a mile away. They were out in the bare plain, alternately grazing and enjoying a noontide rest; the bull by himself, the cow with her calf a quarter of a mile off. There was not a scrap of cover, but we walked up wind to within a hundred and fifty yards of the bull. Even then he did not seem to see us, but the tick birds, which were clinging to his back and sides, gave the alarm, and he trotted to and fro, uncertain
Giraffe at home.—Page 387, ' photographs by Kermit Roosevelt.
African Game Trails 389 as to the cause of the disturbance. If Heller had not had his hands full with the giraffes I might have shot the bull rhino; but his horn and bulk of body, though fair, were not remarkable, and I did not molest him. He went toward the cow, which left her calf and advanced toward him in distinctly bellicose style; then she recognized him, her calf trotted up, and the three animals stood together, tossing their heads, and evidently trying to make out what was near them. But we were down wind, and they do not see well, with their little twinkling pig's eyes. We were anxious not to be charged by the cow and calf, as her horn was very poor, and it would have been unpleasant to be obliged to shoot her; and so we drew off. Next day, when Kermit and I were out alone with our gun bearers we saw another rhino, a bull, with a stubby horn. This rhino, like the others of the neighborhood, was enjoying his noonday rest, in the open, miles from cover. " Look at him," said Kermit, "standing there in the middle of the African plain, deep in prehistoric thought." Indeed the rhinoceros does seem like a survival from the elder world that has vanished; he was in place in the pliocene; he would not have been out of place in the miocene; but nowadays he can only exist at all in regions that have lagged behind, while the rest of the world, for good or for evil, has gone forward. Like other beasts rhinos differ in habits in different places. This prehensile lipped species is everywhere a browser feeding on the twigs and leaves of the bushes and low trees; but in their stomachs I have found long grass stems mixed with the twig tips and leaves of stunted bush. In some regions they live entirely in rather thick bush; whereas on the plains over which we were hunting the animals haunted the open by preference, feeding through thin bush, where they were visible miles away, and usually taking their rest, either standing or lying, out on the absolutely bare plains. They drank at the small shallow rain pools, seemingly once every twenty-four hours; and I saw one going to water at noon, and others just at dark; and their hours for feeding and resting were also irregular, though they were apt to lie down or stand motionless, during the middle of the day. Doubtless in very hot weather they prefer to rest under a tree; but we were hunting in cool weather, durRhino and young. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. ing which they paid no heed whatever to the sun. Their sightds very bad, their scent and hearing acute. On this day Kermit was shooting from his left shoulder, and did very well, killing a fine Roberts' gazelle, and three topi; I also shot a topi bull, as Heller wished a good series for the National Museum. The topi and wildebeest I shot were all killed at long range, the average distance for the first shot being over three hundred and fifty yards; and in the Sotik, where hunters werefew,the gameseemedif anything- shver than on the Athi plains, where hunters were many. But there were wide and inexplicable differences in this respect among the animals of the same species. One day I wished to get a doe tommy for the Museum; I saw scores, but they were all too shy to let me approach within shot; yet four times I passed within eighty yards of bucks of the same species which paid hardly any heed to me. Another time I walked for five minutes alongside a big party of Roberts' gazelles, within a hundred and fifty yards, trying in vain to pick out a buck "In the middle of the African plain, deep in prehistoric thought'* — Page -8Q From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. African Game Trails worth shooting; half an hour afterward I came on another party which contained such a buck, but they would not let me get within a quarter of a mile. Wildebeest are usually the shyest of all game. Each herd has its own recognized beat, to which it ordinarily keeps. Near this camp, there was a herd almost always to be found somewhere near the southern end of a big hill two miles east of us; while a solitary bull was invariably seen around the base of a small hill a couple of miles south-west of us. The latter was usually in contentedly. Around this camp the topi were as common as hartebeest; they might be found singly, or in small parties, perhaps merely of a bull, a cow, and a calf; or they might be mixed with zebra, wildebeest and hartebeest. Like the hartebeest, but less frequently, they would mount anthills to get a better look over the country. The wildebeest were extraordinarily tenacious of life, and the hartebeest and topi only less so. After wounded individuals of all three kinds I more than once had sharp runs on horseback. On one occasion I Rhino surveying the safari. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. the company of a mixed herd of Roberts' and Thomson's gazelles. Here, as everywhere, we found the different species of game associating freely with one another. One little party interested us much. It consisted of two Roberts' bucks, two Roberts' does, and one Thomson's doe, which was evidently a mailresse femme, of strongly individualized character. The four big gazelles had completely surrendered their judgment to that of the little tommy doe. She was the acknowledged leader; when she started they started and followed in whatever direction she led; when she stopped they stopped; if she found a given piece of pasture good, upon it they grazed wounded a wildebeest bull a couple of miles from camp; I was riding my zebra-shaped brown pony, who galloped well; and after a sharp run through the bush I overhauled the wildebeest; but when I jumped off, the pony bolted for camp, and as he disappeared in one direction my game disappeared in the other. At last a day came when I saw a rhino with a big body and a good horn. We had been riding for a couple of hours; the game was all around us. Two giraffes stared at us with silly curiosity rather than alarm; twice I was within range of the bigger one. At last Bakhari, the gun bearer, pointed to a gray mass on the plain, and a glance African Game Trails through the glasses showed that it was a rhino lying asleep with his legs doubled under him. He proved to be a big bull, with a front horn nearly twenty-six inches long. I was anxious to try the sharp-pointed bullets of the little Springfield rifle on him; and Cuninghame and I, treading cautiously, walked up wind straight toward him, our horses following a hundred yards behind. He was waked by the tick gallop alongside, but he kept swerving; so jumping off (fortunately, I was riding Tranquillity), I emptied the magazine at his quarters and flank. Rapid galloping does not tend to promote accuracy of aim; the rhino went on; and, remounting, I followed, overtook him, and repeated the performance. This time he wheeled and faced round, evidently with the intention of charging, but a bullet straight in his chest Rhino and young. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. birds, and twisted his head to and fro, but at first did not seem to hear us, although looking in our direction. When we were a hundred yards off he rose and faced us, huge and threatening, head up and tail erect. But he lacked heart after all. I fired into his throat, and instead of charging, he whipped round and was off at a gallop, immediately disappearing over a slight rise. We ran back to our horses, mounted, and galloped after him. He had a long start, and, though evidently feeling his wound, was going strong; and it was some time before we overtook him. I tried to took all the fight out of him, and he continued his flight. But his race was evidently run, and when I next overtook him I brought him down. I had put nine bullets in him; and though they had done their work well, and I was pleased to have killed the huge brute with the little sharp-pointed bulletsof the Springfield, I wasconfirmed in my judgment that for me personally the big Holland rifle was the best weapon for heavy game, although I did not care as much for it against lighter-bodied beasts like lions. In all we galloped four miles after this wounded rhino bull.
Wildebeest at Lome. Two bulls may suddenly drop to their knees and for a moment or two fight furiously.—Page 395. From photographs by Kermit Roosevelt.
African Game Trails Striped hyena trapped by Heller. From a photograph by Edmund Heller. We sent a porter to bring out Heller, and an ox-wagon on which to take the skin to camp. While waiting for them I killed a topi bull, at two hundred and sixty yards, with one bullet, and a wildebeest bull with a dozen; I crippled him with my first shot at three hundred and sixty yards, and then walked and trotted after him a couple of miles, getting running and standing shots at from three hundred to five hundred yards. I hit him seven times. As with everything else I shot, the topi and wildebeest were preserved as-specimens for the Museum, and their flesh used for food. Our porters had much to do, and they did it well, partly because they were fed well. We killed no game of which we did not make the fullest use. It'would be hard to convey to those who have not seen it on the ground an accurate idea of its abundance. When I was walking up to this rhino, there were in sight two giraffes, several wi I debeest bulls, and herds of hartebeest, topi, zebra, and the big and little gazelles. In addition to being a mighty hunter, and an adept in the by no means easy work of handling a large safari in the wilderness, Cuninghame was also a good field naturalist and taxidermist; and at thisxamp we got so many specimens that he was obliged to spend most of his time helping Heller; and they pressed into the work at times even Tarlton. Accordingly Kermit and I generally went off by ourselves, either together or separately. Once however Kermit went with Tarlton, and was as usual lucky with cheetahs, killing two. Tarlton was an accomplished elephant, buffalo, and rhino hunter, but he preferred the chase of the lion to all other kinds of sport; and if lions were not to be found he liked to follow anything else he could gallop on horseback. Kermit was also a good and hard rider. On this occasion they found a herd of eland, and galloped into it. The big Jack;il caught by Heller. From a photograph by Kermit K i African Game Trails 395 bull they overhauled at once, but saw that his horns were poor and left him. Then they followed a fine cow with an unusually good head. She started at a rattling pace, and once leaped clear over another cow that got in her way; but they rode into her after a mile's smart gallop—not a racing gallop by any means—and after that she was as manageable as a tame ox. Cantering and trotting within thirty yards of her on either quarter they drove her toward camp; but when it was still three-quarters of a mile distant they put up a cheetah, and tore after it. A cheetah with a good start can only be overtaken by hard running. This one behaved just as did the others they ran down. For quarter of a mile no animal in the world has a cheetah's speed; but he cannot last. When chased these cheetahs did not sprint, but contented themselves with galloping ahead of the horses; at first they could easily keep their distance, but after a mile or two their strength and wind gave out, and then they always crouched flat to the earth, and were shot without their making any attempt to charge. But a wart-hog boar which Kermit ran down the same day and shot with his revolver did charge, and wickedly. While running one of these cheetahs Kermit put up two old wildebeest bulls, and they joined in the procession, looking as if they too were pursuing the cheetah; the cheetah ran first, the two bulls, bounding and switching their tails, came next, and Kermit, racing in the rear, gained steadily. Wildebeest are the oddest in nature and conduct, and in many ways the most interesting, of all antelope. There is in their temper something queer, fiery, eccentric, and their actions are abrupt and violent. A single bull will stand motionless with head raised to stare at an intruder until the latter is quarter of a mile off; then down goes his head, his tail is lashed up and around, and off he gallops, plunging, kicking, and shaking his head. He may go straight away, he may circle round, or even approach nearer to, the intruder; and then he halts again to stare motionless, and per-Tarlton with a cobra. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. haps to utter his grunt of alarm and defiance. A herd when approached, after fixed staring will move off, perhaps at a canter. Soon the leaders make a half wheel, and lead their followers in a semicircle ; suddenly a couple of old bulls leave the rest, and at a tearing gallop describe a semicircle in exactly the opposite direction, racing by their comrades as these canter the other way. With one accord the whole troop may then halt and stare again at the object they suspect; then off they all go at a headlong run, kicking and bucking, tearing at full speed in one direction, then suddenly wheeling in semicircles so abrupt as to be almost zigzags, the dust flying in clouds; and two bulls may suddenly drop to their knees and for a moment or two A giant candelabra euphorbia by our camp. From a photograph by Edmund Heller. fight furiously in their own peculiar fashion. By careful stalking Kermit got some good pictures of the wildebeest in spite of their wariness. Like other game they seem most apt to lie down during the heat of the day; but they may lie down at night too; at any rate, I noticed one herd of hartebeest which after feeding through the late afternoon lay down at nightfall. After getting the bull rhino, Heller needed a cow and calf to complete the group; and Kermit and I got him what he needed, one day when we were out alone with our gun bearers. About the middle of the forenoon we made out the huge gray bulk of the rhino, standing in the bare plain, with not so much as a bush two feet high within miles; and we soon also made out her calf beside her. Getting the wind right we rode up within a quarter of a mile, and then dismounted and walked slowly toward her. It seemed impossible that on that bare plain we could escape even her dull vision, for she stood with her head in our direction; yet she did not see us, and actually lay down as we walked toward her. Careful examination through the glasses showed that she was an unusually big cow, with thick horns of fair length—twenty-three inches and thirteen inches respectively. Accordingly we 396 proceeded, making as littlenoise as possible. At fifty yards she made us out, and jumped to her feet with unwieldy agility. Kneeling I sent the bullet from the heavy Holland just in front of her right shoulder as she half faced me. It went through her vitals, lodging behind the opposite shoulder; and at once she began the curious death waltz which is often, though by no means always, the sign of immediate dissolution in a mortally wounded rhino. Kermit at once put a bullet from his Winchester behind her shoulder; for it is never safe to take chances with a rhino; and we shot the calf, which when dying uttered a screaming whistle, almost like that of a small steam-engine. In a few seconds both fell, and we walked up to them, examined them, and then continued our ride, sending in a messenger to bring Cuninghame, Heller, and an ox-wagon to the carcasses. The stomach of this rhino contained some grass stems and blades, some leaves and twig tips of bushes, but chiefly the thick, thorny, fleshy leaves of a kind of Euphorbia. As the juice of the Euphorbia's cactus-like leaves is acrid enough to blister—not to speak of the thorns—this suffices to show what a rhino's palate regards as agreeably stimulating. This species of rhino, by the African Game Trails way, affords a curious illustration of how blind many men who live much of their lives outdoors may be to facts which stare them in their face. For years most South African hunters, and most naturalists, believed in the existence of two species of prehensile-lipped, or so-called "black," rhinoceros: one with the front horn much the longer, one with the rear horn at least equal to the front. It was Selous, a singularly clear-sighted and keen observer, who first proved conclusively that the difference was purely imaginary. Now, the curious thing is that these experienced hunters usually attributed entirely different temperaments to these two imaginary species. The first kind, that with the long front horn, they described as a miracle of dangerous ferocity, and the second as comparatively mild and inoffensive; and these veterans (Drummond is an instance) persuaded themselves that this was true, although they were writing in each case of identically the same animal! After leaving the dead rhinos we rode for several miles, over a plain dotted with the game, and took our lunch at the foot of a big range of hills, by a rapid little brook, running under a fringe of shady thorns. Then we rode back to camp. Lines of zebra filed past on the horizon. Ostriches fled while we were yet far off. Topi, hartebeest, wildebeest, and gazelle gazed at us as we rode by, the sunlight throwing their shapes and colors into bold relief against the parched brown grass. I had an hour to myself after reaching camp, and spent it with Lowell's "Essays." I doubt whether any man takes keener enjoyment in the wilderness than he who also keenly enjoys many other sides of life; just as no man can relish books more than some at least of those who also love horse and rifle and the winds that blow across lonely 1 Huffs near one of our camping places. Front ;i photograph by Edmund Heller. plains and through the gorges of the mountains. Next morning a lion roared at dawn so near camp that we sallied forth after him. We did not find him, but we enjoyed our three hours' ride through the fresh air before breakfast, with the game as usual on The wounded lioness.—Page 403. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. every hand. Some of the game showed tameness, some wildness, the difference being not between species and species, but between given individuals of almost every species. While we were absent two rhinos passed close by camp, and stopped to stare curiously at it; we saw them later as they trotted away, but their horns were not good enough to tempt us. At a distance the sunlight plays pranks with the coloring of the animals. Cock ostriches always show jet black, and are visible at a greater distance than any of the common game; the neutral tint of the hens making them far less conspicuous. Both cocks and hens are very wary, sharp-sighted, and hard to approach. Next to the cock ostrich in conspicuousness comes the wildebeest, because it shows black in most lights; yet when headed away from the onlooker, the sun will often make the backs of a herd look whitish in the distance. Wildebeest are warier than most other game. Round this camp the topi were as tame as the hartebeest; they look very dark in most lights, only less dark than the wildebeest, and so are also conspicuous. The 398 hartebeest change from a deep brown to a light foxy red, according to the way they stand toward the sun; and when a herd was feeding away from us, their white sterns showed when a very long way off. The zebra's stripes cease to be visible after he is three hundred yards off, but in many lights he glistens white in the far distance, and is then very conspicuous; on this day I came across a mixed herd of zebra and eland in thin bush, and when still a long way off the zebras caught the eye, while their larger companions were as yet hardly to be made out without field-glasses. The gazelles usually show as sandy colored, and are therefore rather less conspicuous than the others when still; but they are constantly in motion, and in some lights show up as almost white. When they are far off the sun fays may make any of these animals look very dark or very light. In fact all of them are conspicuous at long distances, and none of them make any effort to escape observation as do certain kinds that haunt dense bush and forest. But constant allowance must be made for the wide variations among individuals. Ordinarily tommies are the The wounded lioness ready to charge. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. tamest of the game, with the big gazelle and the zebra next; but no two herds will behave alike; and I have seen a wildebeest bull look at me motionless within a hundred and fifty yards, while the zebras, tommies, and big gazelles which were his companions fled in panic; and I left him still standing, as I walked after the gazelles, to kill a buck for the table. The game is usually sensitive to getting the hunter's wind; but on these plains I have again and again seen game stand looking at us within fairly close range to leeward, and yet on the same day seen the same kind of game flee in mad fright when twice the distance to windward. Sometimes there are inexplicable variations between the conduct of beasts in one locality and in another. In East Africa the hyenas seem only occasionally to crunch the long bones of the biggest dead animals; whereas Cuninghame, who pointed out this fact to me, stated that in South Africa the hyenas, of the same kind, always crunched up the big bones, eating but the marrow and fragments of the bone itself. Now and then the game will choose a tree as a rubbing post, and if it is small will entirely destroy the tree; and I have seen them use for the same purpose an oddly shaped stone, one corner of which they had worn quite smooth. They have stamping grounds, small patches of bare earth from which they have removed even the roots of the grass and bushes by the trampling of their hoofs, leaving nothing but a pool of dust. One evening I watched some zebras stringing slowly along in a line which brought them past a couple of these stamping grounds. As they came in succession to each bare place half the herd, one after another, lay down and rolled to and fro, sending up spurts of dust so thick that the animal was hidden from sight; while perhaps a companion, which did not roll, stood near by seemingly to enjoy the dust. On this same evening we rode campward facing a wonderful sunset. The evening was lowering and overcast. The darkening plains stretched dim and vague into the far distance. The sun went down under a frowning sky, behind shining sheets of rain; and it turned their radiance to an angry splendor of gold and murky crimson. At this camp the pretty little Living399 African Game Trails stone's wheat-ears or chats were very familiar, flitting within a few yards of the tents. They were the earliest birds to sing. Just before our eyes could distinguish the first faint streak of dawn first one and then another of them would begin to sing, apparently either on the ground or in the air, until there was a chorus of their sweet music. Then they were silent again until the sun was attout to rise. We always heard them when we made a very early start to hunt. By the way, with the game of the plains and the thin bush, we found that nothing was gained by getting out early in the morning; we were quite as apt to get what we wanted in the evening or indeed at high noon. The last day at this camp Kermit, Tarlton, and I spent on a twelve-hours'lion hunt. I opened the day inauspiciously, close to camp, by missing a zebra, which we wished for the porters. Then Kermit, by a good shot, killed a tommy buck with the best head we had yet gotten. Early in the afternoon we reached our objective, some high koppies, broken by cliffs and covered with brush. There were klipspringers on these koppies, little rock-loving antelopes, with tiny hoofs and queer brittle hair; they are marvellous jumpers and continually utter a bleating whistle. I broke the neck of one as it ran at a distance of a hundred and fifty yards; but the shot was a fluke, and did not make amends for the way I had missed the zebra in the morning. Among the thick Mr, Roosevelt, Tarlton, and the big lion shot by Mr. Roosevelt.—Page 405. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. A rhino "coming on." From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. brush on these hills were huge euphorbias, aloes bearing masses of orange flowers, and a cactus-like ground plant with pretty pink blossoms. All kinds of game from the plains, even rhino, had wandered over these hill-tops. But what especially interested us was that we immediately found fresh beds of lions, and one regular lair. Again and again, as we beat cautiously through the bushes, the rank smell of the beasts smote our nostrils. At last, as we sat at the foot of one koppie, Kermit spied through his glasses a lion on the side of the koppie opposite, the last and biggest; and up it we climbed. On the very summit was a mass of cleft and broken bowlders, and while on these Kermit put up two lions from the bushes which crowded beneath them. I missed a running shot at the lioness, as she made off through the brush. He probably hit the lion, and, very cautiously, with rifles at the ready, we beat through the thick cover in hopes to find it; but in vain. Then we began a hunt for the lioness, as apparently she had not left the koppie. Soon one of the gun bearers, who was standing on a big stone, peering under some thick bushes, beckoned excitedly to me; and when I jumped up beside him he pointed VOL. XLVII.—42 at the lioness. In a second I made her out. The sleek sinister creature lay not ten paces off, her sinuous body following the curves of the rock as she crouched flat looking straight at me. A stone covered the lower part, and the left of the upper part, of her head; but I saw her two unwinking green eyes looking into mine. As she could have reached me in two springs, perhaps in one, I wished to shoot straight; but I had to avoid the rock which covered the lower part of her face, and moreover I fired a little too much to the left. The bullet went through the side of her head, and in between the neck and shoulder, inflicting a mortal, but not immediately fatal, wound. However it knocked her off the little ledge on which she was lying, and instead of charging she rushed up hill. We promptly followed, and again clambered up the mass of bowlders at the top. Peering over the one on which I had climbed there was the lioness directly at its foot, not twelve feet away, lying flat on her belly; I could only see the aftermost third of her back. I at once fired into her spine; with appalling grunts she dragged herself a few paces down hill; and another bullet behind the shoulder finished her. She was skinned as rapidly as possible; 401 Mr. Roosevelt shooting bustard from the carcass of the rhino.—Page 406. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. and just before sundown we left the koppie. At its foot was a deserted Masai cattle kraal and a mile from this was a shallow, muddy pool, fouled by the countless herds of game that drank thereat. Toward this we went, so that the thirsty horses and men might drink their full. As we came near we saw three rhinoceros leaving the pool. It was already too dusk for good shooting, and we were rather relieved when, after some inspection, they trotted off and stood at a little distance in the plain. Our men and horses drank, and then we began our ten miles march through the darkress to camp. One of Kermit's gun bearers saw a puff adder (among the most deadly of all snakes); with delightful nonchalance he stepped on its head, and then held it up for me to put my knife through its brain and neck. I slipped it into my saddle pocket, where its blood stained the pigskin cover of the little pocket Nibelungenlied which that day I happened to carry. Immediately afterward there was a fresh alarm from our friends the three rhinos; dismounting, and crouching down, we caught the loom of their bulky bodies against the horizon; but a shot in the ground seemed to make them hesitate, and they finally concluded not to charge. So, with the lion skin swinging behind between two porters, a moribund puff adder in my saddle pocket, and three 402 rhinos threatening us in the darkness to one side, we marched campward through the African night. Next day we shifted camp to a rush-fringed pool by a grove of tall, flat-topped acacias at the foot of a range of low, steep mountains. Before us the plain stretched, and in front of our tents it was dotted by huge candelabra euphorbias. I shot a buck for the table just as we pitched camp. There were Masai kraals and cattle herds near by, and tall warriors, pleasant and friendly, strolled among our tents, thpir huge razor-edged spears tipped with furry caps to protect the points. Kermit was off all day with Tarlton, and killed a magnificent lioness. In the morning, on some high hills, he obtained a good impalla ram, after persevering hours of climbing and running—for only one of the gun bearers and none of the whites could keep up with him on foot unless he went hard. In the afternoon at four he and Tarlton saw the lioness. She was followed by three three-parts grown young lions, doubtless her cubs, and, without any concealment, was walking across the open plain toward a pool by which lay the body of a wildebeest bull she had killed the preceding night. The smaller lions saw the hunters and shrank back, but the old lioness never noticed them until they were within a hundred African Game Trails and fifty yards. Then she ran back, but Kermit crumpled her up with his first bullet. He then put another bullet in her, and as she seemed disabled walked up within fifty yards, and took some photos. By this time she was recovering, and, switching her tail she gathered her hind-quarters under her for a charge; but he stopped her with another bullet, and killed her outright with a fourth. We heard that Mearns and Luring, whom we had left ten days before, had also killed a lioness. A Masai brought in word to them that he had marked her down taking her noonday rest near a kongoni she had killed; and they rode out, and Loring shot her. She charged him savagely; he shot her straight through the heart, and she fell literally at his feet. The three naturalists were all good shots, and were used to all the mishaps and adventures of life in the wilderness. Not only would it have been indeed difficult to find three better men for their particular work—Heller's work, for instance, with Cuninghame's help, gave the chief point to our big-game shooting—but it would have been equally difficult to find three better men for any emergency.could not speak too highly of them; nor indeed of our two other companions, Cuninghame and Tarlton, whose mastery of their own field was as noteworthy as the preeminence of the naturalists in their field. The following morning the headmen asked that we get the porters some meat; Mr. Roosevelt, rhino, and bustard shot from rhino. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. African Game Trails Tarlton,Kermit,and I sallied forth accordingly. The country was very dry, and the game in our immediate neighborhood was not plentiful and was rather shy. I killed three kongoni out of a herd, at from two hundred and fifty to three hundred and ninety paces; one topi at three hundred and thirty paces, and a Roberts' gazelle at two hundred and seventy. Meanwhile the It was now mid-day, and the heat waves quivered above the brown plain. The mirage hung in the middle distance, and beyond it the bold hills rose like mountains from a lake. In mid-afternoon we stopped at a little pool, to give the men and horses water; and here Kermit's horse suddenly went dead lame, and we started it back to camp with a Loading rhino skin into the ox-wagon. From a photograph by Kermit Roosevelt. other two had killed a kongoni and five of the big gazelles; wherever possible the game being hal-lalled in orthodox fashion by the Mahometans among our attendants, so as to fit it for use by their coreligionists among the porters. Then we saw some giraffes, and galloped them to see if there was a really big bull in the lot. They had a long start, but Kermit and Tarlton overtook them after a couple of miles, while I pounded along in the rear. However there was no really good bull, Kermit and Tarlton pulled up, and we jogged along toward the koppies where two days before I had shot the lioness. I killed a big bustard, a very handsome, strikingdooking bird, larger than a turkey, by a rather good shot at two hundred and thirty yards. couple of men, while Kermit went forward with us on foot, as we rode round the base of the first koppies. After we had gone a mile loud shouts called our attention to one of the men who had left with the lame horse. He was running back to tell us that they had just seen a big maned lion walking along in the open plain toward the body of a zebra he had killed the night before. Immediately Tarlton and I galloped in the direction indicated, while the heart-broken Kermit ran after us on foot, so as not to miss the fun; the gun bearers and saises stringing out behind him. In a few minutes Tarlton pointed out the lion, a splendid old fellow, a heavy male with a yellow and black mane; and after him we went. There was no need to go fast; he was too African Game Trails burly and too savage to run hard, and we were anxious that our hands should be reasonably steady when we shot; all told, the horses, galloping and cantering, did not take us two miles. The lion stopped and lay down behind a bush; jumping off I took a shot at him at two hundred yards, but only wounded him slightly in one paw; and after a moment's sullen hesitation off he went, lashing his tail. We mounted our horses and went after him; Tarlton lost sight of him, but I marked him lying down behind a low grassy ant hill. Again we dismounted at a distance of two hundred yards; Tarlton telling me that now he was sure to charge. In all East Africa there is no man, not even Cuninghame himself, whom I would rather have by me than Tarlton, if in difficulties with a charging lion; on this occasion, however, I am glad to say that his rifle was badly sighted, and shot altogether too low. Again I knelt and fired; but the mass of hair on the lion made me think he was nearer than he was, and I undershot, inflicting a flesh wound that was neither crippling nor fatal. He was already grunting savagely and tossing his tail erect, with his head held low; and at the shot the great sinewy beast came toward us with the speed of a greyhound. Tarlton then, very properly, fired, for lion hunting is no child's play, and it is not good to run risks. Ordinarily it is a very mean thing to experience joy at a friend s miss; but this was not an ordinary case, and I felt keen delight when the bullet from the badly sighted rifle missed, striking the ground many yards short. I was sighting carefully, from my knee, and I knew I had the lion all right; for though he galloped at a great pace, he came on steadily —ears laid back, and uttering terrific coughing grunts—and there was now no question of making allowance for distance, nor, as he was out in the open, for the fact that he had not before been distinctly visible. The bead of my foresight was exactly on the centre of his chest as I pressed the trigger, and the bullet went as true as if the place had been plotted with dividers. The blow brought him up all standing, and he fell forward on his head. The soft-nosed Winchester bullet had gone straight through the chest cavity, smashing the lungs and the big blood-vessels of the heart. Painfully he recovered his feet, and tried to come on, his VOL. XLVII.—43 ferocious courage holding out to the last; but he staggered, and turned from side to side, unable to stand firmly, still less to advance at a faster pace than a walk. He had not ten seconds to live; but it is a sound principle to take no chances with lions. Tarlton hit him with his second bullet, probably in the shoulder; and with my next shot I broke his neck. I had stopped him when he was still a hundred yards away; and certainly no finer sight could be imagined than that of this great maned lion as he charged. Kermit gleefullyjoined us as we walked up to the body; only one of our followers had been able to keep up with him on his two-miles run. He had had a fine view of the charge, from one side, as he ran up, still three hundred yards distant; he could see all the muscles play as the lion galloped in, and then everything relax as he fell to the shock of my bullet. The lion was a big old male, still in his prime. Between uprights his length was nine feet four inches, and his weight four hundred and ten pounds, for he was not fat. We skinned him and started for camp, which we reached after dark. There was a thunder-storm in the south-west, and in the red sunset that burned behind us the rain clouds turned to many gorgeous hues. Then daylight failed, the clouds cleared, and, as we made our way across the formless plain, the half moon hung high overhead, strange stars shone in the brilliant heavens, and the Southern Cross lay radiant above the sky line. Our next camp was pitched on a stony plain, by a winding stream bed still containing an occasional rush-fringed pool of muddy water, fouled by the herds and flocks of the numerous Masai. Game was plentiful around this camp. We killed what we needed of the common kinds, and in addition each of us killed a big rhino. The two rhinos were almost exactly alike, and their horns were of the so-called " Keitloa" type; the fore horn twenty-two inches long, the rear over seventeen. The day I killed mine I used all three of my rifles. We all went out together, as Kermit was desirous of taking photos of my rhino, if I shot one; he had not been able to get good ones of his on the previous day. We also took the small ox-wagon, so as to bring into camp bodily the rhino—if we got it—and one or two zebras, of which we wanted the flesh for African Game Trails the safari, the skeletons for the Museum. The night had been cool, but the day was sunny and hot. At first we rode through a broad valley, bounded by high, scrub-covered hills. The banks of the dry stream were fringed with deep green acacias, and here and there in relief against their dark foliage flamed the orange-red flowers of the tall aloe clumps. With the Springfield I shot a steinbuck and a lesser bustard. Then we came out on the vast rolling brown plains. With the Winchester I shot two zebra stallions, missing each standing, at long range, and then killing them as they ran; one after a two-miles hard gallop, on my brown pony, which had a good turn of speed. I killed a third zebra stallion with my Springfield, again missing it standing and killing it running. In mid-afternoon we spied our rhino, and getting near saw that it had good horns. It was in the middle of the absolutely bare plain, and w: walked straight up to the dull-sighted, dull-witted beast; Kermit with his camera, I with the Holland double-barrel. The tick birds warned it, but it did not make us out until we were well within a hundred yards, when it trotted toward us, head and tail up. At sixty yards I put the heavy bullet straight into its chest, and knocked it flat with the blow; as it tried to struggle to its feet I again knocked it flat, with the left-hand barrel; but it needed two more bullets before it died, screaming like an engine whistle. Before I fired my last shot I had walked up directly beside the rhino; and just then Tarlton pointed me out a greater bustard, stalking along with unmoved composure at a distance of a hundred and fifty yards; I took the Springfield, and kneeling down beside the rhino's hind-quarters I knocked over the bustard, and then killed the rhino. We rode into camp by moonlight. Both these rhinos had their stomachs filled with the closely chewed leaves and twig tips of short brush mixed with grass—rather thick-stemmed grass—and in one case with the pulpy, spiny leaves of a low, ground-creeping euphorbia. At this camp we killed five poisonous snakes: a light-colored tree snake, two puff adders, and two seven-foot cobras. One of the latter three times "spat" or ejected its poison at its assailants, the poison coming out from the fangs like white films or threads, to a distance of several feet. A few years ago the singular power of this snake, and perhaps of certain other African species, thus to eject the poison at the face of an assailant was denied by scientists; but it is now well known. Selous had already told me of an instance which came under his own observation; and Tarlton had once been struck in the eyes and for the moment nearly blinded by the poison. He found that to wash the eyes with milk was of much relief. On the bigger puff adder, some four feet long, were a dozen ticks, some swollen to the size of cherries; apparently they were disregarded by their sluggish and deadly host. Heller trapped some jackals, two species, and two striped hyenas; the first we had seen; apparently more timid and less noisy beasts than their bigger spotted brothers. One day Kermit had a curious experience with a honey bird; a smallish bird, with its beak like a grosbeak's and its toes like a wood-pecker's, whose extraordinary habits as a honey guide are known to all the natives of Africa throughout its range. Kermit had killed an eland bull, and while he was resting, his gun bearers drew his attention to the calling of the honey bird near by. He got up, and as he approached the bird, it flew to another tree in front and again began its twitter. This was repeated again and again as Kermit walked after it. Finally the bird darted round behind his followers, in the direction from which they had come; and for a moment they thought it had played them false. But immediately afterward they saw that it had merely overshot its mark, and had now flown back a few rods to the honey tree, round which it was flitting, occasionally twittering. When they came toward the tree it perched silent and motionless in another, and thus continued while they took some honey—a risky business, as the bees were vicious. They did not observe what the bird then did; but Cuninghame told me that in one instance where a honey bird led him to honey he carefully watched it and saw it picking up either bits of honey and comb, or else, more probably, the bee grubs out of the comb, he could not be certain which. To my mind no more interesting incident occurred at this camp.
BLUEBIRD AND CARDINAL By Charlotte Wilson [LLUSTRATION (FRONTISPIECE) BY
CHARI.ES
A. WINTER THOU winged symbol of the quiet mind, Thou straying violet, flying flower of spring, Heaven-hued and heaven-hearted! Thou dost sing As thou a sweet remembered thought didst find, And, counselling with thyself in musing kind, Didst softly say it over. Thy swift wing Knows but a quiet rhythm; thou a thing Of peace, to passion innocently blind. Thy russet breast means married love, long hope, Sheltered experience, small and sweet and sure, All of the brown earth's natural purity; But something heavenly, beyond our scope, Steeped thy blue wing in color strange and pure, Intense and holy as the mirrored sky. Pulse of the gorgeous world, jubilant, strong— Thy song a whistled splendor, and thy coat A fiery song! From thy triumphant throat How I have heard it pouring, loud and long, Whipping the air as with a scarlet thong— The joyous lashing of thy triple note Which all the tamer noonday noises smote, And clove a royal pathway through the throng! Thou singest joy of battle, joy of fame, Glory, and love of woman; joy of strife With life's wild fates; and scorn'st with jocund breath To tame thy song, or dim thy feathered flame— Thou heart of fire, epitome of life, Full-throated flouter of vindictive Death! And lo, among the rich and hidden groves Within my heart they both do flit and nest, Saintly blue wing and vaunting scarlet crest, Yea, all of life and all its myriad loves. Even as Nature holds them, sifts and proves And balances, so must my soul find rest In Her large tolerance, which without rest Or lagging, toward some wide conclusion moves. So, though I weary sometimes of the stress, Leave me not, little lovers of the air, Dearest of Nature's fine antitheses! Thou of the musing voice and heavenly dress, Thou, royal firebrand—neither could I spare, My scarlet Passion, nor my winged Peace.
THE OTHER MAN By Arth ur Train ILLUSTRATIONS BY E . STETSON CRAWFORD r^JPSEJsSSJROM where Cuthbert sat at bridge across the river, and made his camp Wm WzfcLzZi tnc w'nd°w of his bungalow some eleven miles farther down the valley. ra? esjSlli '1C cou 'd '°°k across ^e reg-Next morning, the enemy being reported as i§f» RIIISIK >mcnta' polo grounds and still in retreat, the 127th Gourkhas had ad^^j^g^ K hear the yelling of the con-vanced across the bridge and along the hill Ta<wf&t7i3M3 testants as they raced up and below the cliff, when they were suddenly down the field. Beyond lay the barracks, met by a terrific and deadly fire from above a couple of sentry boxes, a thin white tape them. Each tree, every crevice, and every of a road leading over a hill and afar off, so boulder behind which a native could gain far that at times the snowy line of summits a foothold had been occupied by tribesmen, was lost in cloud, the blue, billowy ranges who, invisible, picked off our men at their of the Himalayas. The officers' club of the leisure. The 127th retired in good order, Mounted Rifles were playing a native team leaving forty-three dead upon the hill, and and, as usual, were being beaten. the howitzers were ordered up, which, after "I wonder why a white man always has two hours' hard fighting, silenced the eneto make such a beastly noise if he's doing my's fire.' anything!" muttered the Captain, relight"A rotten go for Ashforth! I wish I ing his cigarette and wishing that he were could give it to him as hard as he deserves!" one of the galloping figures in white khaki growled Cuthbert. His own chum, Jack instead of at work at his commentary Hartridge, had been dropped at the first upon the Malakand campaign, in which fire just because somebody had blundered. he had been a subaltern of cavalry. He He looked up again across the field exswung the trumpet-shaped receiver of his pectantly, and his eyes were not disapgraphophone toward him, and started the pointed. Two figures in white, with paramachine revolving by its pedal. Once sols, had crossed from the married quarters more the tiny needle began cutting into the and were now standing watching the play. fast-whirling waxen roll and dropping its One was tall and slender, the other tall and microscopic curls into the pan below. Over more angular. Cuthbert had become used on the white-and-green gridiron the natives, to the sensation of feeling that Mary Stanin a bunch, were trotting back after their ley was near and then looking up and seefifth goal in succession, their turbans bobing her. He took it merely as another bing up and down like red and green grassindisputable indication that he was in love hoppers. Those fellows had the ponies! with her. When one is thinking of another That mouse-colored one ridden by Rassa person constantly, it is not extraordinary Singh was worth all the nineteen of the that such incidents should occur. But he Rifles' put together and auctioned off at a had noticed it in other cases, too. The clip. Captain Cuthbert withdrew his eyes, morning Jack Hartridge had been killed, and with a sigh, began his dictating in a something had told him about it, and he clearly articulated and unnaturally metallic had said to Beezly, his lieutenant, "Hartvoice. ridge is done for!" Beezly had laughed at "'At—this—point—the escarpment terhim, but in an hour a native rider had minated abruptly in a precipice some six brought in the news. And now, as he hundred feet in height, upon the face of closed the graphophone, he wondered if which grew clumps of scattered fir-trees, Mary knew that he was coming to her. and along the foot of which ran a mountain "Bathurst," he called over his shoulder, stream now filled by the spring torrents. "only seven rolls to-day. See if you can't Major Ashforth accordingly ordered forlet me have the stuff for correction by mess-ward a detachment of pioneers to throw a time to-morrow." 408 The Other Man 409 "Very good, sir," replied Balhurst, the secretary, a young man who took everything seriously, and his type-writing most of all. " I can rattle 'em off between nine and ten in the morning. If you've no objection I'd like to get off now—there's a garden party at Major Tupper's." "Oh, certainly, go,—if it amuses you," returned Cuthbert rather curtly. He wondered that any one could still be at the garden-party age. Then throwing a mufti coat over his shoulders, he whistled to his pointer, and strolled across to where Miss Stanley and her aunt were standing. He had known her only three months, but he felt that it was the real thing with him at last. He had been in the service fourteen years, in the hill stations, in lower India and in Burmah. Colonels' daughters and colonels' wives had smiled upon him, but he stuck to his work and to his writing, and while his commentaries were in use in every British military school, and he had won his R.A.S., he had never to his knowledge been in love with a woman. But Cuthbert was a disappointed man because he had dared to tell the truth. Passionately devoted to his profession, he had made a scientific study of modern campaigning, and on paper was an acknowledged authority; but his unassailable conclusions had not made him popular in high quarters, and a certain coolness on the part of older officers was reflected in the bearing of the younger men. Cuthbert, who was keenly sensitive, withdrew into his shell. He had no influential relatives to pull wires for him at the War Office, and he had comparatively few friends. There were days when the visions of his youth beckoned to him to chuck the grind and seek a happier life •—when he saw himself getting sour and old and grim. But he simply twirled his moustaches and became gruffer than ever. His messmates said he was a dried pomegranate and had no soul, but had they known the yearning of his lonely heart for companionship they would have spoken differently. "Good-afternoon, Mrs. Wettersley.— Good-afternoon, Miss Stanley." The girl turned with a smile. "Oh, Captain Cuthbert! The Rifles are being whitewashed! Aren't you ashamed of them? It's a positive tragedy!" He looked down into her eyes (blue eyes flecked with violet) and saw that underneath her chaffing she was really sorry. Cuthbert had often felt that she was sorry for him. And it gave him hope. She was the only woman who had ever succeeded in getting him out of himself and making him forget his commentaries. Women admitted that she was good-looking—in a way —and might be called sympathetic—but she was "highty-tighty." "Are you going to Major Tupper's?" she asked, as he said nothing. "No," he answered. " I shall be on duty. But to-morrow—what are you going to do to-morrow ? Will you come for a ride with me ? I deserve some compensation for this defeat." He lowered his voice. "And I —I want to tell you a lot of things." Miss Stanley turned suddenly away. She liked Cuthbert—liked him immensely. She knew his loneliness and his ambition, and she respected him above all men whom she had met. She had tried to discourage his attentions without hurting his feelings, but finding this impossible had permitted their friendship to take on a phase which she well knew might end disastrously—for both of them. And now she felt that the time had come when she must tell him— and perhaps break his heart—that another man—or his ghost—stood between them. The angular Mrs. Wettersley nodded vigorously to her niece right in front of Cuthbert's nose, and he took courage. The good lady knew Mary's romance and heartily disapproved of it. "Sentimentality. Just foolish sentimentality," she called it in conversation with her friends. Nothing else. Why should a girl grow into an old maid simply because she had loved a man who was not worthy of her, but might possibly—the remotest possible possibly—become so? It was time for Mary to get settled, and Cuthbert was as eligible as anybody, more eligible than most. Miss Stanley did not answer for a moment or two. The Rifles had the ball close to the goal post, and it looked almost as if— But no! Rassa Singh had the ball—driving it down the field like a cannon-shot. Then she looked the Captain full in the face. "Yes," she answered, with a faint smile, "I'll go. Have the ponies brought around at five o'clock. I wish you were playing with the team this afternoon." 410 The Other Man "Thank you," said he. "I wish I were— and that you were watching. If I didn't get the ball away from that Rassa Singh— something would happen!" The next morrung at eleven o'clock Cuthbert was sitting in his shirt sleeves, with a cigarette in his mouth and a brandy and soda near at hand, trying to correct a pile of week-old manuscript. He had slept badly. Vague and ominous dreams, full of black shadows, had left him excited and irritable. Once in the night he had awaked and, stepping through the door of his bungalow, had looked across to where Mary Stanley slept at Major Wettersley's. He was trying to pull himself together, but it was hard work, and he had been unnecessarily disagreeable to little Bathurst all the morning. "Excuse me, sir," said the boy nervously at that moment, "there's something the matter with this confounded roll. I'm sure it's not my fault. I've reversed the recording-needle and put on the other all right, but all that comes out is a sort of roar. Sounds as if a couple of chaps were quarrelling. It's curious it's never happened before. I'm afraid the bally thing is broken." Cuthbert poorly controlled his impatience. "Let me hear it!" said he. The boy started the treadle. Instantly a confused uproar began in which two people seemed to be shouting at each other at the same time. Cuthbert pulled his moustache and swore forcibly. "I don't know, sir," remarked Bathurst apologetically. "But I'm afraid you've been talking into the same roll twice." "Never did such a thing in my life!" retorted the Captain sharply. "Well, some one has!" answered Bathurst. "Do you suppose Grimes could have had the gall " "Shh! Keep still a moment!" ordered the Captain. The contending voices rose and fell insistently contradicting. Here and there a few words would emerge separate and distinct, then the other person would begin his quarrelling again, and the confusion would become distracting. "I know one thing, sir," said Bathurst, "and that is that at least one of those voices is yours—your usual dictating voice, sir— and the other is lower and not so distinct-more as if who ever it was were just talking along in an ordinary tone." "Can you make out anything the other voice says?" "Only a word here and there—just then, for instance—'ivory.'" "Yes, I heard ''ivory,'" said Cuthbert. "And every once in a while I catch other words. I believe if we turned her down slow we might separate the voices. I'd like to find out who's been fooling with this machine." Thev reduced the speed and made the graphophone repeat the first few words. It was now easy to distinguish the metallic tones in which Cuthbert systematically dictated his commentaries. "At — this — point — the — escarpment — bhrr — rr — rr — ated — abruptly — bhrr — rr — dark, oily water — rr — rr — some — six — hundred feet high " "Dark, oily water!" repeated Cuthbert. "Now what do you suppose that means? Whoever it is has made a rum job of it!" "Odd how the other voice runs along like a sort of accompaniment to yours, isn't it ?" remarked the secretary. "Now, if Grimes had been monkeying with the machine he wouldn't be talking about 'dark, oily water'—it would more likely be rum. It's got me guessing." They continued to run the needle slowly over the roll, and by so doing had no difficulty in dissecting out Cuthbert's original account of the ambushing of the 127th. This literary palimpsest Bathurst transcribed in short-hand. The matter superimposed remained practically unintelligible. Now and then, when Cuthbert's voice paused at a punctuation mark, the other tones would continue, and they could catch certain disconnected words and phrases. "Natives" and "niggers" were constantly repeated. There was a good deal about "quinine," "huts," "black, oily water" or "dark, oily water," and "roots"—also a person named " Watchheim," or something of the sort. Cuthbert gave it up after having wasted a full hour in his endeavor to identify the voice of the culprit. The peculiar feature of the incident was that the only persons who had access to the study, which directly adjoined the bedroom and The Other Man 411 opened on the veranda, were Grimes, the orderly, and Cuthbert's native servant. Of course it was conceivable that one of his brother officers might have dropped in and amused himself by talking into the machine, yet it seemed hardly likely that he would have gone on so long—for the roll was full of what Bathurst called "the accompaniment." But the voice was so low and so muffled that the task of identification proved hopeless. On the crest of the hill beyond the polo field on the way back from their canter up the valley, with his horse sharply silhouetted against the dying sunset, Cuthbert told Mary Stanley that he loved her, and she listened, sitting silently beside him until he had told her all that he had to say, for she respected him above all men that she had known. It was no boyish outburst, but the restrained declaration of a man's heart. He told her of his lonely orphaned boyhood, of his supersensitive-ness at school, of the poverty which had constantly harassed him at college, of his grinding years of service in India, of his unremitting study of the art of war which seemed to bear no fruit except the cold and merely formal acknowledgment of his published work and the ill-concealed resentment of his superiors. He told her these things, not to excite her sympathy, but as facts which the woman to whom he was offering his love should know. Mary Stanley heard him on the verge of tears. She knew that all this strong man needed was just the sort of affection and comradeship that she could give. It wasn't the grind—as he said—but the loneliness of the future, the hopelessness of life without her. Yet, even though she might have wished to give herself to him, she could not. To tell him this was the task for which she had prepared herself all during the long night and the longer day just passed. For a man's ghost—hardly more—stood between them, —the dear, weak, passionate wailing ghost of another man, who had loved her with the wild, reckless love of his dark-eyed race, who had wet her shoulder with his tears, and who might — Ah! dear God! — who might come back. Cuthbert heard what might have been without a word, but the pony felt his frame quiver and turned her head until the white half-moon of her eye looked inquiringly into his, for this dumb brute loved him even as that other man loved Mary Stanley, and knew by the pressure of his knees and the poise of his body whether her master felt well or ill, and the joy of her life (a joy so keen that the green earth seemed to reach up to the blue sky in an ecstasy of delight) was when, mallet in hand, her lord whispered in her ear and she raced with him after the white ball across the field below. "It is getting dark," said Mary Stanley, "We must be going home." Captain Cuthbert bent his head. "It will always be dark," he could not help saying. "And I shall have no home —without you." "The same thing's happened again," said Bathurst the next morning. "Your last roll is ruined. I can't make a thing out of it. Somebody has come in again and talked himself blue in the face." He looked at Cuthbert in a half-alarmed way, as if he thought the Captain might hold him responsible. "I've had a heart-toheart talk with Grimes, and he swears he hasn't even touched the machine—and of course Mokee couldn't have done it. I begin to think the blooming thing's hoodooed. Funny—isn't it?" Cuthbert looked at the boy sharply. It was quite inconceivable that this timid youth had been attempting a practical joke. It would have been too costly. Besides the Captain had locked the doors of both his bedroom and study, and no one had had access to the machine since he had finished dictating the afternoon before. "Can you make anything out of it?" he asked gently. " Oh, it's worse than ever," answered the secretary. " I can hardly hear your stuff— excuse me, sir, your dictation—at all. The whole thing is like a dog-fight—with some gibberish about' heat,'' canoes' and ' ivory,' like yesterday. I say it's uncanny!' He wiped his forehead and looked despairingly at Cuthbert. When the captain finished his dictating that afternoon he removed the roll last used and substituted for it a fresh one from a hitherto unopened box recently arrived from Calcutta. No human tone had ever made an impression upon its glossy surface. He had just received a little note from Miss The Other Man Stanley saying that she was going away for a six weeks' visit, and his heart was bitter. That night he closed the windows of the bungalow, and across the open door leading to the veranda he tied bits of thread connected with empty bottles upon the table. But his rest, save for his own nightmarish dreams, was undisturbed. He slept late, but arose unrefreshed. Entering his study, he saw that no one had been there. The threads across the door were undisturbed. All was as he had left it. There would be no more practical jokes on the part of his comrades or meddling by servants. Then something about the graphophone attracted his attention. He saw that the needle, instead of resting upon the left of the roll, was at the extreme right, and the roll itself was covered with the gossamer parings made in use. Somebody had been talking into the machine! Cuthbert stood staring at it unable to trust his eyes. Then with a grim laugh he removed the needle and, throwing it back to the left of the roll, took his customary seat and set the graphophone in motion. His own voice issued from the trumpet—his own voice, rambling and indistinct. "This — must — be — August — eleventh," it said. "I got that right, anyway," Cuthbert muttered to himself, for the calendar date was, in fact, August IE. "This must be August eleventh, for Bombah says he has made sixteen notches in his stick since we met the Dutchman, and that was the twenty-sixth of July. Poor, fat slob of a Dutchman! I crawled over to his hut this morning with my medicine-chest, and found him raving about ivory and King Leopold. When he saw me he stopped and began snivelling something and begging for quinine. Gad! But he was a sight. The skin hung on his face like a wet handerchief on a clothes-line. I gave him nine grains and some drops to stop his yelling. I'd have given him anything except supreme unction, for his is the first white face since the Italian at Fort Garibaldi. I hated that Italian! He talked like a water-bottle—'bulla—bulla—bulla.' Sixty of the Dutchman's bearers have got iron collars on. Bombah says he's a slave-trader. Tell me what you like, they're all in on it—the ivory's only a pretence. But he's got a pile of it, and two hundred bearers to carry it. My head is buzzing with quinine inside, and there are thirteen hundred and thirteen flies buzzing outside. I've had two chills since sunrise, with the thermometer at one hundred and five and the swamp steaming like a Turkish bath. Oh, for a drop of whiskey! I'd swap a snake bite for half a tumbler of County Antrim. But nary a drop for Larry Moore. Never a drop from the mouth of the river, and six weeks before that! And all for a woman! I wonder if Watchheim really is a slave-trader. I've nursed him sixteen days and know no more about him than when I began. My German is elementary. I got plucked in the moderns at Dublin, and have always been too proud to make up. I'd like to know who the Arab woman he has got with him came from! Crazy place for a woman to turn up—the middle of a Congo swamp. This island simply stinks with rotting tree trunks and decayed alligators. I don't see why Bombah wanted to come here. But that was how we found the Dutchman—much good it will do him! We'd been two months on the river—the rotten, oily, black, rooty river—and Bombah said he knew a fine place up one of the branches. ' Him fine place—good water— lot niggers,' says he. So up we came into a sort of dead water—a big lagoon with an island full of reeds in the middle of it, and on it was Watchheim, the Arab woman, and his two hundred bearers, and the Dutchman was dving—anybody could see that. His niggers knew it, too. They were singing the death song that night as we paddled up the dead water. They have sung it ever since, and there is a beast of an old witch doctor with a necklace of skulls who is always dancing around the Dutchman's hut. The Arab woman looks as if she would like to knife him, but he scares her. By Gad, the old ape is enough to scare anybody! Bombah says that this island is a sort of station for caravans going from north to south. It's a hell of a hole; but as old Father O'Mally who taught me Latin used to say of an odd construction, ' As we find it here it is as it is, and whatever it is, this is it!' Dear old Father O'Mally! I wonder what he'd think if he could see his Larry sitting in a hut in the middle of an island, surrounded by three hundred naygers, and scared to a pulp by a hollow-faced witch doctor. It's not the Two figures in white were standing watching the play.—Page 408. heat I mind so much as the stink and thewet—and the loneliness—O God!"The roll stopped, but for Cuthbert thevision remained. He could see the miststeaming from the reeds and see the otherman—another lonely man—lying in his hutin the middle of the dead water under theblazing sun. Could it be that these half-intelligible sentences were the creatures ofhis own brain ? He sat for a long timestaring out over the polo field with thegreat tumbled range of the Himalayas inthe pale-blue background. He knew nothing of African swamps. He had read nothing of them for vears. Curious stuff forhim to be talking in his sleep! And yet, obviously, this was the only possible explanation of what had taken place.All day long, while he attended to hisduties, he puzzled over it, and the longer hepuzzled the more puzzled he was that heshould be guilty of this somnambulisticauthorship. His commentaries for oncewere neglected. Bathurst wondered whathad struck him, and concluded that it wasbecause Miss Stanley had gone away on hersix weeks' visit. She had left on the earlytrain for Jaipur, and over in the marriedquarters they were all talking. Everybodyhad seen them set off on that ride the afternoon before, and Mrs. Tupper had caughta glimpse of them on the ridge through theMajor's field-glasses.VOL. XLVII.—44 Cuthbert locked the roll in a cedar-wood box and that night put in another fresh one. This time he did not trouble to tie the threads across the door, for he knew that sleep would bring the mysterious messenger, For hours he tossed restlessly. An over whelming curiosity possessed him to know what was happening to the far-away man in the Congo dead water. But sleep would not come to him. And finding he could not lose consciousness, he was seized with a hor rible anxiety lest something should happen out there without his knowledge. Morning came without his having closed his eyes, and he arose with lines on his face, "Nothing to-day," he half snarled at Bathurst. "Take a vacation!" And he saddled Rainee, the mare, himself and galloped all day through the foot-hills till she wondered if her dear master had lost something. That night he slept, and did not awake till the call for morning drill, That over, he rushed back to the bungalow, locked the door, and turned on the machine, Something was the matter with the chap in the jungle. "Turn — turn — te — turn turn —• turn— 'Now, Rory, be aisy; don't tazeme no more!' — What's the matter, Bombah ? —Yes, give me the quinine, I need it. Do you hear those flies—ten thousand mill ion flies? But I can't see them for the mist. Dad! But it's thick! Put that 413 The Other Man blanket over me, will you? How's the Dutchman ? Don't mind that Arab woman—go in there and see him for yourself. Perhaps he needs something. What's that in your hand? Whiskey! The Arab woman? O God! Take it away! Take it away; do you hear me, Bombah! I mustn't touch it. Do you hear? I promised that I would die first—and I will! Die of cold! Here in the swamp. Throw it out! Do you hear me ? Throw—it—out! I've not touched a drop of the craytur for three months. I've knocked out old John Barleycorn. Yes, pull the cork and let it run out—on the ground— Can't you drive out some of those flies, Bombah ? They make such a noise—buz—zing—buz—zing." The voice ceased and the needle scraped along over an untouched surface. Cuthbert gnawed his moustache in impotent annoyance. Why didn't the thing go on? He had the feeling of one who, standing on a wharf, sees a boat slowly receding out of reach. The fellow was sick, you could easily tell that. Perhaps he would die. But he was game not to take the drink! A great feeling of sympathy for this miserable wretch took hold of him. If he could only do something! Why, he wondered, should this strange message come to so unrelated a human being as himself? Why was he made the recipient of this tale of suffering ? He wandered around wretchedly all that day. The officers and officers' wives wondered what was the matter with him. He had been harder hit than they had supposed. That night again he invited intercourse with his unseen correspondent, but again sleep deserted him. Then once more the machine spoke. This time it simply raved incoherently, wandering on and on about Dublin and Watchheim, the Arab woman and the ever-buzzing flies. At times the man talked of his trip up the river through the black, reeking shadows of the Congo; again his ravings were of some woman to whom he had made a promise. Once a fierce craving for alcohol came upon him, and he cursed horribly the fate that had left him dying on an ice-cold island among a multitude of niggers. Then the mutterings wi >uld cease—from weakness, apparently. Cuthbert played his strange game night after night—the strangest game he had ever known. For a week or more he played it, while the man in the swamp raved and gibbered with fever, and then one morning the voice from the machine spoke rationally and clear. " I have been dreadfully ill. God knows how I have pulled through, but my quinine is all gone. I am so weak that I can hardly crawl. I asked after the Dutchman and Bombah says that he died yesterday The men in the iron collars have gone, leaving the ivory. There is something the matter with the natives. They are shouting and yelling like demons. They will not bury the Dutchman, saying that his body is taboo. The witch doctor with his skulls was dancing around my tent last night, and I have just driven him off with my rifle. I am wondering what is to become of the Arab woman and Watchheim's ivory. Bombah has come back with some of the Dutchman's papers. I gather from them that the ivory must belong to King Leopold. Bombah says that the bearers are urging my men to join with them in murdering me and stealing the ivory and the Arab woman. She refuses to leave the Dutchman's body. The natives say the island is accursed, that my medicines turn men into beasts, and that I am a devil. Bombah is terribly afraid. The heat is terrible. The bearers have broken open Watchheim's stores and found rum and whiskey. Whiskev! They are drinking themselves into frenzv and are singing the death chant. It is a mean way to die—knifed by a nigger! I asked Bombah for my cartridges, and he says my men have stolen everything. There are only five shots in my repeater." Cuthbert passed the next day in an agony of apprehension, and, a wreck from nervous fatigue, cast himself upon his cot by nine o'clock that evening. It was a still, softly clear night with a waning moon. He awoke to find himself sitting in his pajamas before the machine, his foot on the treadle, the sweat pouring from his body. Throwing the needle back to the beginning of the roll, he listened to his own voice with startled eyes. "It is coming—I know it. There is a bonfire blazing among the huts, and the niggers are dancing around it shrieking. Bombah has disappeared. I am sitting with my rifle upon my knees, and the Arab woman is praying in the corner. To-day they set fire to the Dutchman's hut and burned his body. It is dark except for the "Do j'ou suppose Grimes could have had the gall "—Page 410 glow from the fires. I wouldn't mind a nip,just to steady my nerves! I believe that youwould forgive me if I took one now. Oh,my girl! If I could only send you a letter!But they have stolen everything—even mypaper and pencils. It seems as though Ishould go mad because I cannot speak toyou. I can't leave you in this horrible silence—a silence that will not be broken thisside of the grave! Does not something tellyou of my need for you ? You must hearme! Listen—I am speaking to you fromthe other side of the world! Here, from thedarkness, I am sending you my last message!" Sweetheart, good-by. I am dying toredeem the promise that I made to you.soshort a time ago. It is not hard to die,even in this way, but it is hard to leave youwith no word. I have not tasted liquorsince I took your hands in mine and sworeto conquer myself. Would to God that Icould have come back, but there is no hopeof it. Think well of me, beloved! For Ihave been true to you and to myself! Godbless and keep you always."The machine ran on silently for somemoments—then:"They are coming. Some are dancingand shouting. Others have encircled the hut and are closing in on all sides. lea n hear the rustling in the reeds. The Arab woman has stabbed herself to death, There is a shadow creeping behind the fire —another " That was all. There was nothing to tell of how the man in the swamp had died, There was no need of it. Cuthbert clinched his fists while his heart throbbed so loud in the silence of the bungalow that it sounded like the beating of a rug. He arose from the machine and stepped out upon the veranda. The night was warm, and the moon with her horseshoe curve had sunk low over the hills. Across the polo field the sentry slowly paced his round, Two days later Captain Cuthbert went back to his Commentaries on the Mala kand Campaign. Every night he fitted a fresh roll to the graphophone, but when morning came the place of the needle was invariably the same. The voice had ceased; the silver cord had been broken. At the end of a week he told himself that it was a useless formality, but he still listened, al beit hopelessly, for the echo of the voice from beyond. As time went on the per spective of his own life assumed its regular distances. The tragedy in the forest gave place in his thoughts to the more present reality of the tragedy of his own life. The 4i5 41G The Other Man bitterness of his loss of Mary Stanley ate into his soul. During the weeks of her absence the peculiarities of his disposition had made themselves more than usually manifest. His brother officers told each other that Cuthbert was getting queerer than ever. He rarely went to the quarters, and sometimes not even to the mess itself. When he did, he sat silently, obviously "off his feed." His only regular appearance in the society of his equals was late in the afternoon when he sometimes dropped into the Oriental Club to read the London papers. Six weeks passed, and Cuthbert lived only for the time when Mary Stanley should return. Early one evening as he sat by himself in the window of the club reading-room, smoking a cheroot and glancing through the Times, his eye caught a paragraph on the last page among the foreign items that caused his muscles to stiffen. " KILLED IN AFRICA "Word has just reached this place of the murder of Dr. Lawrence Moore, in the heart of the Congo swamps, by a German trader named Watchheim. Dr. Moore started from here in May for an extended trip, his avowed purpose being to give instruction in hygiene and the use of simple medicines to the inhabitants of the more civilized river villages. A portion of the Moore party reached Fort Ganbalch yesterday, in a single canoe, and gave a detailed account of his death, which is herewith transmitted. The headmen say that Dr. Moore drank heavily from the time he started, and was in exceedingly bad physical condition when they reached Parbasi. Here they met the caravan of Isadore Watchheim, an ivory hunter, and the two white men entered upon a drunken carouse which ended in the murder of the Irishman by the German over the possession of an Arab woman. One of Dr. Moore's servants, Bombah, avenged his master's death by stabbing Watchheim, and was in turn killed by the latter's native bearers." The paper dropped from Cuthbert's hands, and his bamboo arm-chair creaked sharply. "What's the matter, old chap?" asked the man nearest him. "No bad news, I hope?" "Oh, nothing," muttered Cuthbert, a furious red giving place to his momentary pallor. "Just the death of—of—a fellow I—I—knew out in Africa—murdered." "Moore, I suppose you mean ? " returned the other, with slightly raised eyebrows, looking curiously at Cuthbert. "Well, he may have been a friend of yours, but I always took him for a most awful bounder. Knew him in Cairo." Cuthbert did not answer. The shocking calumny of what he had read in the Times —for he knew as he knew he lived that it was a calumny—filled him with indignation and resentment. He felt that he alone of all the world knew how this man had died. Through the blur in his eyes he saw the rotting hut in the steaming swamp. "Poor devil!" he groaned. It was not enough then that the man should die, but his memory must be blackened and he must be referred to casually by comfortable men in a club as a rotter and a blackguard! He bit his lips and his chin trembled. The pity of it! And yet, here, if he should speak and tell them—tell them that this bounder had died a hero—they would murmur polite phrases of incredulity and ask him, old chap, if he was feeling quite himself, and urge him to take a drink, don't you know, and go home and lie down for a bit. He set his teeth and stalked out of the club across the polo field. The man who had known Moore in Cairo watched him from the window and scratched his chin. There was something devilish queer about Cuthbert! Then, feeling thirsty, he rang the bell and ordered the servant in a loud voice to bring him a long B. and S.— "Colder, mind you, than the last—and a copy of the 'Pink 'Un.'" The morning after Mary Stanley's return, two days later, Cuthbert started across the polo field to see her. A squad of the Mounted Rifles were practising for the afternoon game, and their ponies' hoofs thundered by him, throwing clouds of the brown turf high in the air. There was a soft green smell of sunburned grass all about him and the sweetness of morning was abroad. Far up in the blazing blue the wall of the mysterious mountains hemmed in a sunlit world—a world of The Other Man gentle gossip and excitement, of the swift loves of men and women who placed mere courage above the flesh-pots of Egypt, a little world with its own code of honor, its aristocracy of valor, its peculiar catch words, jargon, and secret masonry, where the individual was judged by rigid standards of chivalry and forgiven the sins of would take her—fight for her if he must! This time it would be no half-hearted wooing, no appeal by a disappointed and discouraged fellow, old before his time, for a woman's pity! He would pour forth his love in such a torrent that she would be swept away. Thus he crossed the path leading to Mrs. Wettersley's veranda. 'Just the death of—of—a fellow I—I—knew out in Africa—murdered."—Page 416. youth and vanity. The pounding of the hoofs stirred Cuthbert's jaaed nerves like the charge of a troop of native horse. The cries of the riders echoed through his ears like a call to battle. His blood leaped in his veins and his heart sang involuntarily in response. For his love had returned! Hope, deadened by her absence, thrilled in his steps. Youth—the future; for the moment both were his! She mustbe his! He "I'm so sorry, Captain Cuthbert, but I am afraid you cannot see my niece this morning," said Mrs. Wettersley as she came rustling starchily into her little parlor. "She is very tired after her journey and—and quite upset. Oh, no, Mary is entirely well. But do sit down! What a disagreeable man you are not to have been near us for so long! Of course—don't apologize!—I knew that the attraction had gone. You 41S The Other Man men! The fact is, Mary has had some very disturbing news. I don't mind telling you—as old friends, you know. Perhaps you've heard something of it already. You see, there was a young Irish doctor—quite a friend of Mary's—who had been very attentive—no engagement, you know, only a sort of understanding. I never cared for him. He was quite impossible. Very much addicted. Of course she couldn't think of having him under the circumstances. So she bundled him off, and the poor chap took a trip to Africa to get over it—and died there—oh, in such an unpleasant way. It's really terrible for the poor child. To have him die that way, you know—and to read it in the paper " A gasping, inarticulate cry burst from . Cuthbert. "The man's name!" he commanded in a parched voice, his eyes fastening themselves on Mrs. Wettersley's startled face. "Lawrence Moore." The room swam about him and the blood rushing to his head and eyes dimmed his sight. "Lawrence Moore!" he repeated mechanically. For a minute he saw neither his hostess nor the place in which she sat. Mrs. Wettersley thought he must have gone temporarily insane. He certainly had not known Larry Moore. " I must see Miss Stanley!" burst in a harsh voice from Cuthbert's lips. "But, Captain—really— "I must see your niece—at once!" he reiterated, his whole frame trembling with excitement. Mrs. Wettersley laid her hand on his arm. "My dear fellow," she said good-naturedly. "Of course it's an ill wind that doesn't blow good to somebody—but just as a matter of tact, don't you think you had better wait for a more suitable opportunity to speak to Mary ? Give her a little time!" Cuthbert stared stupidly at her. "Now, listen, like a good chap," went on the officer's lady. "Even if there had been anything between them—which I am quite sure there wasn't—this disgraceful performance would have ended everything. Why will men make such brutes of themselves ? Give her a chance to get over the first shock—then, with the coast clear " "Mrs. Wettersley, you do not understand," said Cuthbert in measured tones. " I must see Miss Stanley at once. She will explain to you, perhaps, later on. Will you kindly send up my name ? " The Major's wife had had a wide experience of men. Clever enough in her way, she knew that to obey was her only course. "You are making a mistake," she said icily, and swept out of the room. Cuthbert sat with a haggard look on his lean face. Staring straight in front of him, he did not see Mary Stanley when she came in. " I am here." Her voice, sad and reproachful, startled him from his reverie. She stood with her hands crossed in front of her, her eyes slightly reddened, her figure drooping, her whole bearing seeming to say—"Could you not have spared me this?" Cuthbert arose slowly from his chair. "Mrs. Wettersley," he began, and his voice had the metallic ring of his dictation —"has told me—the—what you read in the Times " A look of suffering came over Marv Stanley's face. How could he! She put her hands to her forehead. "About—Doctor Moore." "I can't listen to you now. Let me go!" she cried, biting her lips. "He—didn't—die—that—way," continued Cuthbert. Her hands dropped from her face and she gazed half wildly at him. "Not that way!" she echoed. "He died like a soldier—and a hero," said Cuthbert. "The story in the Times is a lie!" "Oh!" she gasped. "He died faithful to his promise and to —to you," he added softly. Back across the polo field stalked Captain Cuthbert, with his eyes fixed on the sunbrowned turf. A grim smile hung around his set lips—a smile of patient pity for a fool of a fellow who had been born under an unlucky star. The ponies thundered by him but he heard them not. Straight to his study he went, and, locking the door, opened the cedar-wood box. In it, wrapped in cotton, lay seven waxen rolls. From his desk he took a pad of white paper and placed it beside the graph'Not that way! " she echoed.—Page 418. ophone. Then he inserted the first roll in the machine and, adjusting the needle, started the treadle. "This—must—be—August—eleventh," said the voice from the machine, "for Bombah — says — he — has — put — sixteen— notches on his stick " With drawn face Cuthbert wrote it down, laboriously copying every word in his own awkward hand. All that afternoon he remained within his study. Mess-time came, but he was absent. The sentry who paced before the veranda of the bungalow saw his lamp burning long after midnight. Six letters he wrote to Mary Stanley, but after copying the message to her from the dving man in the swamp, he could not send them. A faint pallor hovered among the stars above the eastern foot-hills as he laid down his pen and read over what he had finally written. It ended with these words: " You will find enclosed Doctor Moore's own statement of how he met his death. No one else has seen it, and I have no copy. I have told you as best I could how it came 419 The Other Man to me. I know that should I publish it and try to explain this message I would be thought mad. But, as there is a living God, I know that it came from Lawrence Moore. It must remain for you alone, besides myself—a stranger—to know the truth. I am going away to-morrow on furlough to England. I have earned a long vacation. I hope that some time I shall see you again. I would write more, but under the circumstances you will understand my reasons for not doing so. If you ever should care to write, my address is care of the War Office. May God watch over your footsteps. "ERROL CUTHBERT." When he had folded and sealed this letter he opened the door and stepped out upon the veranda, wondering still at the irony which had made him, of all men, the receiver of this wireless message from beyond. The post was asleep save for the light glowing in the sentry box across the polo field. Just over there slept Mary Stanley. Africa with its swamps was six thousand miles away. Over all the world hung the darkness through which the morning gropes. Not even the tiny call of a sleepy bird broke the heavy stillness. As he stood there a faint breeze stirred among the leaves and fanned his cheek, and the distant summits of the Himalayas broke into the sky. Another luckless work-day was coming. For a moment he watched the peaks grow rosy under the touch of dawn. Then he went inside and put out the light. Another luckless work-day was coming.
%•i' • .rs: '""i Drawn by C^yiviu KuafiP Linson. Over il march the marriage guests
PONT-AVEN Vignettes by Corwin Knapp Linson ILLUSTRATIONS
N the night train from Paris to the west, I saw the dawn lighting a land where time has loitered; and at Quimperle I found myself in an ancient company, associating with the laggards who inhabit one of the dream-places of the world. Greeted by men with long locks straggling from under broad hats with pendent velvet ribbons, high white collars reaching to the ears, and further clad in embroidered coats, baggy knee-breeches, gartered leggings, and wooden shoes, I experienced a delightfully uneasy feeling of the unreal, as in a dream of wonders from which one hesitates to awake. One might logically expect all else to be in keeping, and, indeed, only the railroad and myself were out of harmony with the mediaeval spirit. Taking the lumbering coach from Quimperle to Pont-Aven, every pound of the hoofs on the hard road carried me farther into a vanished age. The ten-mile drive was given for twenty cents, just half the price of my breakfast. From the front overhead, a voice shouted: "Haig do! Gare done! 'cre-e-ee cheval! H-r-r-rrrr! Ange d'un lapin, HEP-la!" With a tremendous cracking of the whip, Pont-Aven, dozing under the afternoon sun, was startled into some semblance of life as we rattled in. Here and there a face BY THE AUTHOR at a window, peering out, an old woman or two knitting in a doorway, the clucketycluck of sabots somewhere. In a little tobacco shop I could see Madame napping behind her counter, her customers forsaking their usual occupation of thumbing snuff into their nostrils in order to snore with them. Where was the swift eddying rush of yesterday? Was that the dream, or this? I could not be certain, for at my elbow in the inn was a fellow-painter to whom the first was the reality, so long had he been in this slumberous place. He was quite eager to exchange his dream for mine, so, passing the loungers at the table who turned from their glasses and disputes just long enough to eye me curiously, he led me, not a far journey, over the bridge which gives the town its name, down the quay where two or three fishing-boats from the sea rested at their ease; back again along the little stream which with so much difficulty finds its way over or around so many mill-wheels, dams, obstructing rocks and islets, that it is a wonder it ever arrives at all at the final quiet of the spreading banks below. There, the broad river is only disturbed by the regular heave of the tide, but above is so much of fuss and tumble, splash and gurgle, that in places the blanchisseuses have 422 Pont-Aven Vignettes rooted to their customs as firmly as their oaks to the soil. Their houses of solid masonry appear to belong to the ground, sombre in color as though blackened by the ages and immovable to the end of time, and yet the ancient tavern, landmark of decades, has long since been demolished. The hotel at the head of the Place bespoke a certain ordered decorousness not to be trifled with, but the old inn at the foot was Bohemia itself. Dogs occupied equal room with the proper guests. A Brittany type. something to do to lift their chatter above its own. The bridge is the town's focus. The highways from far-off lead to the Place, but the Place narrows to this arch of stone from which again the roads trail off into space. The parish beadle heads solemn processions across it, up the hill to the cemetery, sounding his two bells in measured cadence. Over it march the marriage guests. The finest booths on market days, the gayest during the Pardon, are planted on its broad back. On it lounge the populace, in the cool of a summer evening, men and boys smoking and jesting, women knitting a little and gossiping much. A sudden rattle of sabots on the cobbles will echo to the hills. Jean Tiec. Then the doorways will be packed with children, each with a bowl of In the rangy kitchen, the time-darkened soup and bread. And when yellow points fireplace was framed in a blazonment of begin to twinkle in the windows, the twibrass and copper utensils which blinked, light silhouettes the few lingering forms flashed, glowed, according to the ever-upon the bridge; but they and their unchanging humor of the light. Flanking the couth shouts soon vanish into the silence of fireplace were two great Breton beds, one the night. richly carved, into which at some mysterious hour crept, as into a ship's berth, the Change seldom visits a Breton village, its mistress and her maids, to dream behind sentiment is of the past, and its people are their latticed doors as in the days when Heading foreach man shut himself from nocturnal prowlers behind such bars. At the long table a frequenter might find it necessary to push aside the salad to make room for his glass. The dining-room just beyond was panelled from ceiling to wainscot with the work of many men. It would seem that most of the painters of the world had at some time journeyed to Pont-Aven! Here manners were of the easiest, and after dinner, at which the artists elbowed the collectors of taxes, the rubicund Capitaine de la Douane, and the little notary, the air would grow heavy with a fog of tobacco fumes, but crackling with quip and repartee. If, on leaving, a guest stumbled over a buvette. the dogs lying at the threshold, the saturnine Patron would swear—but not at the dogs! On certain days of the colder autumn, the long kitchen table was heaped high with the great buckwheat pancakes baked for the weekly throng of beggars who brought their bags to each door in turn. And as every Tuesday was market-day, it was then surrounded, and the kitchen filled, by so great a crowd that it was a wonder that any business could be done in it. For on Tuesdays, intent on their grip on unchanging custom, came the army who squatted their camps along both sides of the funnel-shaped Place, covering the bridge and spreading again along the river border. Each vendor 423 The bridgebehind his wares vociferated his stock against the shrill advertising of his neighbor. Endless displays dazzled the simple eye, an opulence of glass gems and tinsel, and fine snowy coiffes and laces from Quimperle, gay embroideries in company with eggs and cabbages. In the thick of the melee, among heaps of sabots and old clothes, where the cattle and the pigs added their voices to the uproar, regularly stood the town tinker, old Pere Carafe, making the sparks fly from his little anvil, surrounded by the pots, pans, knives and scissors, umbrellas, and bits of harness brought from above. to him. He was a bibulous individual who on this one day was sober, and consequently unhappy. As to water, it ran the mills, and wet his grindstone, but for his throat? That was another matter. "Fey ya! What do the doctors say? Fever, and little things that wiggle! I believe it! And to put that in one's stomach? Jamais de la vie!" He squinted critically at the bit of a job I had for him, then I felt an ingratiating finger on my sleeve. " Have you a bit of tobacco ? My pocket is empty as my pipe—voila!" Sculptured beams in a Brittany church. The bridgeHis pipe ? Considered seriously as a pipe, it was a marvel, holding scarcely as much as a thimble. I certainly did not carry the stuff smoked in it, a rank, black, cheesy compound a few whiffs of which would stagger any but a Breton. But would two sous do instead ? "M-m-mmh, maisoui, merci! But think, M'sieur, I've had only water to-day! On market-days I must work." And the sparks flew viciously. For all the others, the cabarets were wide open. These were profitable days, and the counting and sorting of the coppers would go on far into the night, with the oaken shutters down and the great bolts in place, the quavering candles striking tiny glints of flame from the shifting coins. But strangely still and empty seemed the from below. Place at the end, when the lights gleamed from the windows. The booths had vanished, and not even a cabbage leaf was left of all the day's litter. The eternal stars looked down on a late one crossing the void. It was old Pere Carafe heading for a buvette! There is an old church up the river, gray and stern, like the landscape about it. I found its yard occupied by pigs, and one of these rooting beasts charged angrily when one of its litter squealed inopportunely at sight of me. Artists were craftsmen once, as was shown by a little gem of color in a window, just a tiny rosette glowing deep set in the point of it. Some vandal hand had made off with the rest, but for that lingering jewel it might have been the Wood carving in a Brittany church. VOL. XLVII.—45 420 Pont-Avenwindow of a stone hut. Is this a meetingplace for Druids, this rudely bare spacewith its grotesque carvings, its dank earthenfloor? What idea of worship expressionthere was in the minds which designedInterior of the church of St. Maude. those sculptured timbers one cannot fathom. They seemed caricatured memories of some barbarous mythology. Outside, the air was sweet, and the breeze lightly stirred the heights of leafage. Soon the river was found again. There below a ^^ ^^^^^^^^^^^^^mill, where the stream pauses indolent afterthe mad rush through the race, a Belgianpainter often cast his flies for trout. It is hard to say if he were more ardent a painter than fisherman. .^^ ^ field,In this low er Brittany, the people aretrue Cymric s A Welshman, it is said, has Vignettes little difficulty with their speech; in temper they are singularly like the Irish, and they play their bagpipes like Highlanders. When the Phoenicians brought their commerce to these shores, they brought also their love for high places and green groves, and what the Druids absorbed of this they passed to their descendants. So the sport over the fires of St. |ohn's Eve has far less to do with St. John than with their one-time fire-worship. And when one Breton smacks another's palm as the final seal to a bargain from which there is no backing, he does exactly what the Syrian children of the Canaanites do to-day. Solomon inveighed againstthe practice,* and this habit of old time transplanted from a far land, surviving among an equally ancient people, surely points the finger back a very long way. There is no way out of the village of Pont-Aven except by climbing-, unless you go the way of the river to the sea. It is as snug as a bird in a nest. Turn as you may, to leave it by road", you must climb. But up on the hills are the broad breathing places, the wide sweeps; and borne on the deliriously lazy summer air, the work of the forge, the insistent music of the clinking hammers faintly intermingling, or staccato sharp, but ever rhythmic, melodious, dominates all. And is there a sound more replete with the sentiment of human craftsmanship than this? 'then, from these hills at the evening hour, one looks over the slaty roofs emerg ing from the blue smoke veil that tells of busy kitchens. The air, swimming and mellow, stirs the rustling poplars that catch the sky flame and toss it on to the leisurely curving swells beyond, where gorse and bracken vary the tones, and patches of and stone boundaries, add their pat terning. *pro.v. vin. xxii: •,
Drawn by Corwin Kna.pj> Lutson. A market-day.
To a Young Girl There comes to one on these heights, the asses, pigs, and fowls. Wherever men also, the hum of the loungers on the bridge, dwell, there are gatherings about the hearth, the plodding of the sabots on the roads, the but most of us exclude our lower creatures laughter of the washers by the stream. By from our beds. some lonely menhir standing austere against But in a land where there is a studied the sky may be an anxious white-coiffed economy in baths, and where we may discreature whispering her wishes to the stone. tinguish Sunday from the rest of the week Up there, the earth is touched with a only by the fresher whiteness of the broad magic beauty, soon to be spirited away collars and the dainty coiffes, let us be when the blue roofs huddle in a sombre grateful for even that distinction. mass in the dusk. Under them, families " Water is cold, M'sieur, and makes to gather to sup, to gossip, and to tell strange creep the skin!" tales; and finally to sleep in company with Let that suffice.
Lc Patron. LeMAirra. Jies AomirATEurs LEUKS PorrE - bA^A^e*. The "Impressionists." TO A YOUNG GIRL By Arthur Davison Ficke So infinitely pitiful you stand, Turning from me your fresh unshadowed eyes To him who leads you, glad, toward all that lies Hid in the promise of your Unknown Land. I half would stay you, till you understand. Is strength within you for such destiny, Bearing and losing, love for what must die, Pain, loneliness beyond the touch of hand? . . . Yet—yet I dare not, in foreboding hour, To touch the immortal spark that stirs your breast. Go! For perhaps, with all its cruel power And waste and loss and anguish, Life is best. And though your Land hold but a single flower, That one may pay the dark debt of the rest.
SOME MUSICAL RECOLLECTIONS OF FIFTY YEARS By Richard Hoffman SECOND ARTICLE P*$S232S|1|ON our return to New York we Sr/tff2!JjO?5 found every one in a state of i !?!!?£»« Ei excited expectancy over the LV'IPW approaching arrival of Jenny >£§g2~j2>^ Lind. Mile. Lind had been " unwilling for some time to listen to any overtures from Barnum or to sign an agreement for an American tour. She even refused to see Mr. Wilton, his agent, in England. Mr. Wilton knew my father, however, and begged him to suggest some way by which he might secure an audience with the diva. My father introduced him to Sir George Smart, who had taught my sister, and also had given some lessons to Jenny Lind. He consented to give the agent a letter of introduction, begging her at least to see Mr. Wilton. Tnis plan seems to have succeeded, for after this meeting she signed for the American engagement. Never had singer or musician such a ''reclame" as she. Crowds were on the docks to witness the landing of the great songstress, crowds followed her to her hotel, and greater crowds were striving to obtain tickets to hear her sing. Mr. E. C. Benedict, better known as The Commodore, tells the following anecdote of how as a boy he gained a free entrance to the first concert: "The price of tickets for Jenny Lind's first concert in America, in 1851, ranged from $10 to $100, at auction, for choice of seats, and $5 for promenaders. The top price [$300] was paid by John N. Genin, a prominent natter of that period. I was passionately fond of music, but had not the means to buy a ticket. However, my curiosity to see the Swedish Nightingale (as she was called), and the conductor, Sir Julius Benedict, led me to place myself at the entrance to the 428 bridge which then extended over water from the Battery to Castle Garden, where I felt sure I would catch a glimpse of those distinguished people as they passed in. "An immense throng had passed without my having seen them, and just as I was about to depart a lad appeared, who had recently been a schoolmate, selling the 'Life and Songs of Jenny Lind.' Expressing to him my unbounded desire to hear her sing, he handed me a bunch of the books and appointed me as salesman. I accepted the position at once and made many sales. When the concert began I squared accounts with him and took my place among the standees. The programme stated that at the close of Part I any vacant seat could be occupied by a promenader. I discovered one in the very front row, and with the last expiring note of Part I, I dropped into it. "This explains how I got some of Jenny Lind's notes without giving her any of mine." It may not be generally known that after her first concert Jenny Lind broke her contract with Barnum, refusing to sing again unless he changed the original terms, which were one thousand dollars a night for one hundred and fifty concerts and all expenses. When she found that the receipts for the first night were twenty-eight thousand dollars, she demanded one thousand dollars per night, and half the receipts after three thousand dollars, with all expenses paid. Barnum was wise enough to see that he had discovered a gold mine, and fell in with the singer's demands. On the voyage over Jenny Lind had met two young men, civil engineers, who had come to seek their fortunes in America. One was Charles Seyton, a Scotchman, and the other was Max Hjostzberg, a Swede. Young Max had Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years 429 fallen a victim to her attractions, and when she offered him a position as her secretary for the American tour, he eagerly accepted, and remained with her throughout the whole period of her engagement. Seyton also was taken into her service, and his business was to watch the box-office, and see to it that Jenny received her full share of the receipts according to the new contract. He became a good friend of mine, and lived with Burke and myself for some time, until he married. He became a successful business man and broker of the firm of Seyton & Wainwright, the latter a son of the Bishop of New York. It seemed a wonderful stroke of good fortune for me to receive at this time the following letter from P. T. Barnum, requesting me to join the company of artists who were to assist Mile. Lind, and to appear at the first concert on September n , at Castle Garden: BRIDGEPORT, Aug. 14th, 1S50. "RICHARD HOFFMAN, ESQ., "DearSir: Byadviceof Mr. JuliusBenedict, I write to inform you that I will engage you to play for Jenny Lind's Concerts, etc., on the terms named by you and will sign an agreement to that effect on my arrival in New York about 25th inst. "I expect that Miss Andrews (who I understand is your sister) will accompany Jenny Lind. I expect the 1st Concert will be given about the middle of Sept. "Truly yours, "P. T. BARNUM." Mr. Burke was also engaged as violinist and leader, or concert-meister, of the orchestra, and played at all the concerts given by Jenny Lind in this country. In places where no orchestra could be obtained, Burke and I generally began the concert with a duet, then each a solo, before the prima donna appeared. It is true that no other performance than the singing of Mile. Lind counted for anything, and that the duet which I played at the first concert with Benedict (afterward Sir Julius), as the programme will show, was hardly listened to, so eager was the audience to compare notes and exchange its impressions of the wonderful singer. Nevertheless, it certainly gave me a start in my career, which many years of ordinary concert-playing could never have done. CASTLE GARDEN FIRST APPEARANCE OF MADEMOISELLE JENNY LIND ON WEDNESDAY EVENING, IITH SEPTEMBER, 1850 PROGRAMME PART I Overture (Oberon) Weber Aria, "Sorgete" (Maomctto Secondo) Rossini SIGNOR BELLETTI Scena and Cavatina, "Casta Diva" (Norma) Bellini MADEMOISELLE JENNY LIND Duet on two Piano Fortes (Themes from Norma) Thalberg MESSIEURS BENEDICT AND HOFFMAN Duetto "Per piacer alia Signora," (II Turco in Italia) Rossini MADEMOISELLE JENNY LIND AND SIGNOR BELLETTI PART II Overture (The Crusaders) ... . Benedict Trio for the Voice and two Flutes, composed expressly for Mademoiselle Jenny Lind (Camp of Silesia) Meyerbeer MADEMOISELLE JENNY LIND FLUTES, MESSRS. KYLE AND SIEDE Cavatina, "Largo al Factotum" (II Barbiere) Rossini SIGNOR BELLETTI "The Herdsman's Song," more generally known as "The Echo Song" MADEMOISELLE JENNY LIND "The Welcome to America," written expressly for this occasion by Bayard Taylor, Esq Benedict MADEMOISELLE JENNY LIND Conductor ....... . M. Benedict The Orchestra will consist of Sixty Performers, including the first instrumental talent in the country. Price of tickets Three Dollars. Choice of places will be sold by Auction at Castle Garden. Doors open at six o'clock. Concert to commence at eight o'clock. No checks will be issued. Mdlle. Jenny Lind's Second Grand Concert will be given at Castle Garden on Friday evening, 13th instant. Chickering's Grand Pianos will be used at the first Concert. The pleasure I obtained from hearing this wonderful artist so frequently was in itself an education not to be overestimated. As I remember her voice, it was not so brilliant as it was deliciously rounded, and of an exquisite musical timbre. It possessed great volume, and what seemed an inexhaustible reserve force. She had a most attractive personality, and nothing could have been more na'ive and charming than her 430 Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years manner on the stage. She would trip on and off, as if in an ecstasy of delight at the opportunity of singing, bowing and smiling to her audience, and giving every one present a nattering sense of contributing in a measure toward the success of the evening. She had three or four songs which showed the wonderful compass and power of her voice, and one or more of these was called for at every concert. A Swedish Echo Song in which she would echo her own voice by a sort of ventriloquism that was quite marvellous, and another in which she made a remarkable diminuendo, reaching a pianissimo as faint as a sigh, but with a carrying power that made it distinctly audible at the most extreme limits of Castle Garden or Tripler Hall, where the later concerts were given. This was a fine building situated at Broadway and Bond Street, and just finished in time for the second series of concerts. The hall had fine acoustic advantages, and it was a great loss to the city when it was destroyed by fire a few years later. The Winter Garden was afterward built on the same site. One of the most haunting things to me was her singing of Taubert's bird song—" I know not why I am singing." Her shake was the finest I ever heard, so close and even as to be altogether perfect. Her voice, which she said herself was naturally stiff and stubborn, she had educated and practised into such a degree of perfection that her roulades and cadenzas were unparalleled in their execution. In her sacred songs she rose to the sublime, and on one occasion as she finished singing the aria " I know that my Redeemer liveth," I recollect that Daniel Webster, who was seated in the centre of the balcony, rose from his seat and made her a profound bow. Her rapt expression of face and never-ending volume of voice made her appear like some inspired seraph delivering a divine message. She was indebted to Sir George Smart, with whom she had studied in England, for all the traditional renderings of oratorio parts, he being at that time the greatest living authority in this school of music, but her vocal training was done under Manuel Garcia in Paris. In a short work recently published in London, entitled "Jenny Lind, Her Vocal Art and Cadenze," written by U. S. Rockstro and edited by Otto Goldschmidt, an account is given of her studies with Garcia and the methods by which she attained to some of her most wonderful achievements. She had completed her twenty-first year before she had an opportunity of studying under his guidance, but she remained with him for over a year and left him, the most remarkable virtuosa of her time, or perhaps of all time. The work tells us that "previous to this her voice had been seriously impaired by the pernicious methods and fatiguing concert tours to which it had been subjected in Sweden," and adds that " the great secret of her perfect mastery over all technical difficulties lay in the fortunate circumstance that Signor Garcia was so very particular about the breathing . . . she learned to fill her lungs with such dexterity that except with her consent it was impossible to detect either the moment at which the breath was renewed or the method by which the action was accomplished." Belletti, one of the assisting artists of the troupe, was a very beautiful singer with a pure, vibrant Italian voice, but with a most amusing pronunciation of the English language. His singing of " Why do ze nazzions so fooriosely raage zu geder?" could not be heard without an audible smile from the audience. The other members of the company were Salvi and Badiali, and later Otto Goldschmidt as pianist. There was always a good orchestra of about sixty or seventy, and it was at one of these concerts that Mendelssohn's "Italian Symphony" was given for the first time in this country. When Otto Goldschmidt joined the company it became evident from Jenny Lind's devotion to him that he was destined to become her husband. Sometimes the audiences broke out in a tumult of impatience during his performance of Thalberg's long fantasias, and Mile. Lind—who always appeared in the wings while he was playing —took this means of silencing their murmurs of dissatisfaction. Her own rapt attention to the piano numbers made it impossible for the audience to assert itself, and her presence on the stage compensated in a measure for this delay before her next appearance. While we were in Boston it was arranged to give the last two concerts at the enormous hall over the Eitchburg Railroad Station. Barnum, by some miscalculation of Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years 431 the floor space, had sold many hundred more tickets than the place would hold, and the result was one of the most enraged crowds I ever beheld. I arrived rather late at the hall, and not being able to find any rear door to the stage, I had to explain my situation to the police at the entrance, and by their aid managed to get inside the doors. The aisles were so blocked with people that it was simply impossible to make any progress, and it was finally suggested by some enterprising man that I should be lifted up and passed over the heads of the people until I reached the stage. It was not unlike being tossed in a blanket, but I was a youth of slim proportions and finally reached the footlights rather more dead than alive, and very much disordered in my general appearance. I was put together, however, and took my place on the programme without causing any delay. I think this was the only time when a concert was given in a railway station; a place more obviously unsuited to a musical occasion could hardly have been devised, and we were all indignant at the management for transferring us thither from Tremont Temple, where the previous concerts had been given. Jenny Lind made many warm friends in this country, and it was at the house of Mr. Samuel Ward, of Boston, that her marriage with Otto Goldschmidt was solemnized by Doctor (afterward Bishop) Wainwright. She always retained a sincere regard for the American character and some extracts from one of her letters will show how truly she appreciated all that was best in our people, although she was in no wise blind to their undeveloped artistic tastes nor the unusual methods of her impresario. It is addressed to Joseph Burke, with whom she kept up a desultory correspondence for many years, and whom she was ever ready to welcome to her home near London when chance led him to visit the Old World. "DRESDEN, 17 Feby, 1853. "M Y DEAR FRIEND: It was with a very great pleasure that I received and read your kind, friendly letter of the 1st of January, and many thoughts wandered through my head when I reflected upon the many changes that have taken place since our first New Year's Eve together in Charleston! It is a beautiful thing in life to find Persons we can esteem and feel friendship for, and you are certainly one of those who have many times cheered me and made me to believe in solid friendship, and I for my part shall always feel interested in your welfare and happiness. " I often think of America, it is the new world that is true; there is active life and room to take breath, while Europe is old, quite a Grandmother to the rest of the world. Here are thousands of beautiful things certainly, and life in Europe is rich and full of Art and Poetry, but except England there is here everywhere great infidelity, great want of moral activity. People here mostly misunderstand life's claim, object, and end—and this makes me to feel a stranger. Surrounded though I am by Kind People I feel already as if I was to spend my whole life in Germany, my soul and my faculties would remain undeveloped for want of such examples as I have seen in England and in America, and yet how many good qualities do the Germans possess, but—the Pride makes them .blind —and Pride is our greatest and most dangerous foe. " We are thank God very well, but I have nevertheless been obliged to make up my mind not to sing at all (I mean in public) this winter for indeed my head and my nerves wanted rest if I am to regain my former Powers once more. America, the anxiety I experienced there every time I sang to a ' Barnumish' House (you will understand all I mean with that only word) has put me down very considerably and my whole iron constitution was necessary to resist as well as I did. The tranquility I enjoy now does me much good I feel, and my voice is in perfect order, so that it is a great sacrifice for me not to sing. " That you did not go to California was in my opinion very wise, you would have regretted your voyage I fear. And Miss Barnum married! She is a good-hearted Person, may she have found the man that can make her happy! " I wished that you had some nice raison-able Pupils that could cheer you up in your fatiguant lessons as a Music Teacher, but I know well from experience how seldom one finds a little more than commonplace mediocrity in the musical geniuses of the Family celebrities! I remember your playing like that great Pianist with the chromatic pas432 Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years sage with the right hand, how we used tolaugh then. Poor my Max,*—I knew hewould have dark days before him, but itwill come right again I hope, as he has thegift of throwing off many trials with a realpatte dc chat. He is to a very high degreeviolent in his temper, and only hard circumstances will put him down. Our education in London is so foolish, that instead of smoothing down our by nature volcanic, they do all they can to tune us up still higher, and this is a great misfortune. " Mr. Goldschmidt begs me to send you his best compliments, he continues to make justice to my opinion of a true, uninterested friend of mine, he is very kind and faithful to me, bears with great patience and mildness my many infirmities, and my impulsive nature gets smoothed by his equal and dignified temper. God bless and lead him on in the right way, as I have every reason to love and respect him. "Miss Ahmanssen is always the same self-sacrificing friend to both of us with her whole heart and true affection, she has been the greatest use to me through her experience in everything and my little begins to walk better with every day. John has been with us again all since the month of June but now we send him away again— Little was left in England she was so ill. " Our journey through Switzerland was very delightful. That is nature! how beautiful those snowy mountains with their everlasting Winter. I was delighted to look up to those summits into which no human Pride ever will climb but in his thoughts! And the German must feel sullen, angry, not to be able to tell what century that buildt them. " I expect that you like Alboni's singing (although she is rather fat as a person!) 'tis true from years ago at least, she sang beautifully with feeling, taste and understanding, pity that she has spoiled (broken) her voice by making it a high Soprano, she is by nature intended a Contralto. And now—God bless you and protect you, my * Mile. Lind's secretary, Max Hjotzberg. dear J:—may you remain in good health and Spirit 'till we meet again! Give my best compliments and kindest regards to your family. Mr. G:—also begs to be most kindly remembered to you all, and I remain now and always your old (new) acquaintance and friend * "JENN Y GOLDSCHMIDT, "born LIND.' Another letter from Sir Julius Benedict seems to show that he, too, had formed some pleasant friendships on our shores and carried back with him agreeable memories of his visit to our country. " 2 MANCHESTER SQUARE, LONDON, " 31st March, 1856. "DEAR BURKE: I have been so much occupied of late that I could not immediately answer your kind letter of last month, but I can assure you I am quite happy to think that you have not forgotten your old friend. I delivered your note to Madame Goldschmidt who as well as her husband and my Godchild are in excellent health and spirits. Their success is even greater than in 1847 and 1848. The receipts of the concerts can only be compared with the best in the United States, and instead of flagging the excitement is on the increase. They have now left for a tour in the provinces of 7 to 8 weeks, with Ernst and Piatti, but this being the busiest time for me I could not accompany them; I expect them, however, back about the 10th of May, and they then will perform again for the first time at my concert on Wednesday, May 21st. You have heard no doubt of the burning of Covent Garden Theatre. Lumley is to open early in May with Bottesini as Musical Director, Albertina, Piccolomini, Viardot as Prima Donnas. Beaucarde, Salviani (whom you have heard at New York) Tenors, Everardi, Angelini as Bassos. Gye has the old favorites with Costa and will open about the 21st April at the Lyceum. The English Opera at Drury Lane with * Cadenza from the famous " Echo Song." Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years 433 Lucy Escott—and Drayton does a tolerable business. I have accepted the Conductorship of the new Philharmonic conjointly with Dr. Wylde. What you told me of P. T. Barnum has quite taken me by surprise. Why could not he let well enough alone with the enormous wealth he has collected? I saw poor Le Grand Smith at one of Mde. Goldschmidt's concerts just two days before he sailed in the ill-fated Pacific. What a horrible story if she should be lost! Mr. Wilton has just turned up again from Australia where he accompanied G. W. Brooke the Actor. I am glad to see that you keep up your violin playing and that you performed my favorite Concerto at one of the Philharmonic meetings, which I have already heard was quite successful. Belletti is still at Genoa, where he has been singing, but where his career was stopped for a considerable time by illness. I shall give him your friendly greetings. Pray remember me to Hoffman, Timm, Scharfenberg, Rackemann and all those who yet remember me. I very often think of the happy days we passed together, our Chess Battles, and your beautiful Country where I received so much kindness on all sides and which I fear I shall never see again, "Believe me, my dear Burke, " Ever yours most sincerely, " JULES BENEDICT." So much has been written of the wonderful tour of Jenny Lind through the United States that it would seem as if nothing more was left to be said. Her triumphs and her charities went hand in hand, and a quotation from Rosenberg's book, now out of print, describing her first year in this country will show in what high esteem she was held by every one: " She must not be estimated alone as the greatest vocalist who has ever appeared before the lovers of melody on these shores, or on those of Europe. She is essentially one of the noblest, most self-denying and most charitable of living women. None who have met her and known her can doubt this, as none with whom she has at any time been connected can fail of appreciating her warm and kindly nature." The people of New York and Boston had received a strong musical impulse from the Lind concerts, and it was not astonishing to find them ready to extend as warm, if not as excited, a reception to Thalberg as they had to Jenny Lind. He was not managed by such a showman as P. T. Barnum but he was well heralded by Ullmann, and I distinctly remember the intense curiosity with which the audience awaited his first performance in Niblo's concert room in the autumn of 1855. He was the first really great pianist of European fame to come to this country, and he was known to have divided the honors and opinions of the old world with Liszt himself. It is true De Meyer had been here and had in turn astonished and charmed his audiences by his immense "tours de force" and his delicate touch, while Gottschalk, fresh from his Parisian triumphs, had also been heard and admired, but the colossal reputation of a Thalberg had worked up the pitch of expectancy to fever heat. It was not a trifling incident of the day or week to go to one of these concerts, but a much-coveted privilege eagerly sought for and anticipated as a rare treat. At the matinees, always largely attended by ladies, quite a social feature was added by the serving of tea and light confectionery during the entr'actes. Thalberg was immensely successful, giving as many as three concerts in a day, one in the morning and evening in New York, and a third in the afternoon in Brooklyn. His repertoire consisted only of about twelve of his own fantasias, but these were played with absolute perfection. There is no doubt that the great players of the last generation were much more perfect in technical finish than those of the present time who play everything from Bach to Liszt. Thalberg was wise enough to avoid all compositions which he felt did not belong to his peculiar genre; he did not encroach upon the classics, and consequently he never scored any failures. He knew his limitations, but he did not allow others to discover them. He was satisfied to be successful in his own compositions, which still remain the best operatic transcriptions extant. His perfect virtuosity was the result of untiring labor. Vincent Wallace once told me that he had heard him practise two bars of his " Don Pasquale Fantasia " in the octave variation on the Serenade for a whole night, never leaving the piano until sunrise. I gave my warmest sympathy to Wallace, but I confess to have enjoyed very keenly the result of the night's work.434 Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years think I heard him every time he played in as master of a style all his own. Possessed New York, as Ullmann sent me an entree to of the languid, emotional nature of the the concerts for the season. I had always tropics, his music recalled the land of his been an ardent apostle of his methods, and birth and the traits of his people. He bethe more I heard him the more I felt his came at one time the rage in society; he-claim on my admiration. was overwhelmed with attentions from the Later in the same year Thalberg and fair sex, and was sought after both in pub-Gottschalk joined forces and played some Lie and private. He must have been comduets for two pianos at the Niblo concerts, pletely overpowered by these testimonies one in particular of esteem had he on themes from not been endowed "Trovatore" comwith more strength posed by both of of character than them, and which I 5847 1897 is generally achave never seen in corded to him. I print, was wonderknew him well, fully effective and and always found created the most TESTIMON1AL CONCERT him a generous TO tremendous furore MR. RICHARD HOFFMAN and sympathizing and excitement. A ON THE OCCASION OF THE friend, ever ready remarkable double FIFTIETH ANNIVERSARY to aid in advancing shake which ThalOF HIS FIRST PUBLIC APPEARANCE IN NEW YORK my career, and acAT berg played in the CHICKERING H A L, L, cording to me all middle of the piWEDNESDAY AFTERNOON, DECEMBER FIRST the credit which AT O'CLOCK ano, while Gott THREEwas my due. I schalk was flying often assisted him all over the keyPROGRAMME at his concerts 1. QUARTETTE, G minor, . Mozartboard in the "AnMR. RICHARD HOFFMAN, Pianoforte in duets for two vil Chorus," proMR.GUSTAV DANNREUTHER. . Violin MR.OTTO K.SCHILL, . Viola pianos , one on duced the most MR. EMIL SCHENCK, .. . Violoncello themes from Verprodigious volume 2. CONCERTO, C major, . . . * Bach di's "Jerusalem," Two Pianofortes with String Quintette MRS. CHARLES B. FOOTE and MR. RICHARD HOFFMAN of tone I ever heard another his own from the piano. 3. PIANO SOLOS, arrangement of Nocturne, Op. 27, No. 2. f /-> tGottschalk and Ballade. Op. 23. f ChopiTI " William Tell," Thalberg brought MR. RICHARD HOFFMAN and after his re4- SEPTETTE Hummeltheir own EuroMR. RICHARD HOFFMAN. Pianoforte turn from Cuba MR. WM.SCHA.DE Ftute pean grand pianos MR.JOSEPH ELLER Oboe we played his Cuwith them, the forban dances for two MR OTTO K.SCHILL Viola MR. EMIL SCHENCK. . . Violoncello mer used a Pleyel, MR. FELIX LEIFELS. . . Contra Basso performers on one and the latter an piano. Erard, but finding (See page 442.) At his second the Chickering concert in New grands so satisfactory they both adopted York, after his return from Paris, he chose them, as the foreign pianos suffered very to play Weber's " Concertstiick," rather a much from our changeable climate. The strange choice, as it was physically imposretirement of Thalberg and Gottschalk sible for him to execute the octave glissando practically ended the reign of those artists, passages as marked, from a habit of biting who devoted their whole energies and talhis nails to such an extent that his fingers ents to the perfection of execution, and for were almost devoid of them, and a glissando this end chiefly using their own composiunder these circumstances was out of the tions as mediums of virtuosity. If Gott-question. He substituted an octave passage, schalk's reputation as an artist of the first played from the wrist with alternate hands, rank has been somewhat dimmed by sucvery cleverly to be sure, but missing a good ceeding virtuosi as well as by the change deal of the desired effect. He was so perwhich has taken place in the taste of the sistent in this habit of biting his nails that musical public, he nevertheless stood alone I have known the keys to be covered with Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Yearsblood when he had finished playing. It was the fashion at that time always to wear white gloves with evening dress, and his manner of taking them off, after seating himself at the piano, was often a very amusing episode. His deliberation, his perfect indifference to the waiting audience was thoroughly manifest, as he slowly drew them off one finger at a time, bowing and smiling meanwhile to the familiar faces in the front rows. Finally disposing of them, he would manipulate his hands until they were quite limber, then preludize until his mood prompted him to begin his selection on the programme. He devoted himself almost entirely to his own compositions, which were full of character and charm, and he remains to-day the one American composer of genuine originality, the " Bamboula," " Marche de Nuit," " Le Bananier," " Jota Aragonesa," and others too numerous to mention bearing abundant testimony of his genius. I have often seen him arrive at a concert in no mood for playing, and declare that he would not appear; that an excuse might be made, but that he would not play. He cared no more for the public than if he had been in a private drawing-room where he could play or not as he pleased; but a little coaxing and a final push would drive him on to the stage, and after a few moments the fire would kindle and he would play with all the brilliancy which was so peculiarly his own. He was possessed of a ringing, scintillating touch, which, joined to a poetic charm of expression, seemed to sway the emotions of his audience with almost hypnotic power. His eyes were the striking feature of his face, large and dark with peculiarly drooping lids, which always appeared half closed as he played. There must be some youthful grandmothers in New York to-day who have experienced the charm of their magnetic albeit languorous glances. There was much that was sad and painful about his death, which occurred at Rio, in 1869. A mystery hung over his last days which has never been clearly explained. All that we know is recorded by his sister, who edited his book, published in 1881, and entitled " Notes of a Pianist." These notes, originally written in French, are so full of spirit and local color that one is almost inclined to believe that Gottschalk, had he lived, might have been as prolific and original with his pen as he was in his music. After I had been in America eight or nine years I frequently went abroad to pass the summer, and it was during one of these visits I first met Charles Halle. I met him one day at Broadwood's, where he was choosing a piano to play upon at a matinee that afternoon at the Musical Union. He made me try it for him, and invited me to go to the concert and hear him play. He gave some selections of Chopin, and later at St. James's Hall I heard him in some of the last "Sonatas" of Beethoven. He had formerly played all of the sonatas by heart, but was not doing so then, and used an invention for turning the leaves which was acted upon by a pedal worked with the right foot. Although he was among the first to play all the Beethoven sonatas by heart, he no longer felt able to continue the mental strain of this Herculean task. England was justly proud of this great artist, whom she claimed for her own, conferring upon him the highest honors reserved for her choicest talent and most esteemed subjects. I made the acquaintance of Ernest Lubeck at this time—about 1863—and heard him play at the London Philharmonic Mendelssohn's " D Minor Concerto," and at the Musical Union Beethoven's " E Flat Sonata" and the last movement of Mendelssohn's organ " Sonata in F." We afterward travelled together to Paris, where I dined at his house. He introduced me to a new set of etudes he had just composed, very clever and effective. I had sent some of my pupils to him, who were going abroad for musical study, and he showed me much kindness and hospitality. I learned with regret that he died soon afterward. I played his " Grand Polonaise" at one of the Philharmonic concerts in New York, but it failed to make the effect I had hoped. Another interesting episode of the summer was my acquaintance with the Misses Leech, sisters of John Leech of Punch.spent many pleasant musical evenings at their house, usually accompanied by my friend, Giulio Regondi. It was my delight to study over and over again the clever sketches by their brother, with which the walls of their house were literally covered, and seeing my interest in them they made 43G Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years me the happy possessor of two, adding to them a photograph of John Leech himself, taken from life. These ladies started a school soon after their brother's death, but the sale of his sketches at Christies' in London in April, 1866, must have placed them beyond the necessity of any bread-winning labors for the remainder of their lives. Lord Ronald Gower in his "Reminiscences" mentions that some of the watercolor sketches brought one hundred pounds apiece, while those in pen and ink and pencil sold at proportionately high prices. His success in character sketching was perhaps equalled, though never surpassed, by the late George du Maurier. But Du Maurier was doubly gifted as artist and writer, and probably no man ever enjoyed a greater notoriety than came to him after the publication of "Trilby." The craze, or the malady, for it amounted to that, attacked all sorts and conditions of men, and I was so far infected by it as to compile an album of Trilby music, including the melody of " Ben Bolt." The authenticity of the latter being questioned, and another tune discovered set to the same inspiring words, I determined to try and find out if mine was correct and the one intended by the author. I wrote a little note to him, sending at the same time a copy of the music, and not long after received the following reply: "Feby 3d, [95, NEW GROVE HOUSE, HEMPSTEAD HEATH. "DEAR SIR: Many thanks for the Trilby music, you make me proud indeed. The tune you have put to Ben Bolt is the tune I meant—I didn't know there was another. " Pray believe me "Very truly yours, "GEORGE DU MAURIER." In looking backward over the past twenty-five years of musical events in this country I would signalize the following as among the most important: The coming of Christine Nilsson in 1870, the concert season of Anton Rubinstein, and the three engagements of Dr. Hans von Biilow. Add to these the great musical festival of New York in 1881, at the Seventh Regiment Armory, conducted by Dr. Leopold Damrosch, and those of Cincinnati, which did so much to awaken the musical taste of the West and to open out a hitherto undiscovered country to those of the profession who were beginning to find the East overcrowded with aspirants. Of these the first two were perhaps the most emotional in their interest and influence, and the last two the most essentially educational. The foreground of this summary contains Tschaikowsky, Dvorak, Paderewski, and the modern opera singers, all of whom are too near us to judge clearly of their influence upon the future of musical development, or to come under the head of " Recollections."* It is true that many singers and musicians of note had come and gone in the interval since Jenny Lind and Thalberg, but there had been none since these whose reputation and advent had awakened such lively interest as that aroused by the engagement of Christine Nilsson. Great preparations were made for her reception. Prof. R. Ogden Doremus, who was at that time President of the Philharmonic Society, had issued cards of invitation to all the musical profession and amateurs of New York to meet Mile. Nilsson at a reception which he gave in her honor at his house, then standing on the corner of Nineteenth Street and Fourth Avenue. It was during this entertainment that the Philharmonic Orchestra tendered her a serenade and offered the Swedish singer a welcome to America. This house, which has long since disappeared, stood far back from the street, and the gardens in front afforded an excellent vantage ground for the orchestra to station itself. I was present on this occasion and recall with pleasure the charming and affable manners of Mile. Nilsson, who made a most agreeable impression on every one. She was at this time tall and graceful, with an abundance of blonde hair, made more striking by her dark eyebrows and deep-set gray eyes. She had just come from the Grand Opera in Paris, where she had created the parts of Mignon and Ophelia in these operas of Ambroise Thomas, and her conception of Marguerite in "Faust" and of Valentine in the "Huguenots" was superlatively fine. We have rarely, if ever, had a finer actress on the operatic stage, whose divas up to this time had seldom developed great histrionic ability. Grisi, it is true, had her moments of dramatic *This was written in 1S97. Jennypower in "Norma" and the '"Huguenots," but Nilsson might have won fame without her musical gifts by her splendid impersonations in tragedy and melodrama. In 1873, Campanini joined the Strakosch Company and sang with Nilsson in all her best parts. His voice, then fresh and smooth, possessed many charming qualities. Like Nilsson, his acting was superb, and together they have given some of the finest representations in Italian opera we have ever had in this country. In recalling the serenade of the Philharmonic Society to Mile. Nilsson I am reminded of a custom now fallen into desuetude, but which at the time I speak of was a favorite method of bestowing a marked compliment upon anyone whom you wished particularly to honor. The serenade was not only offered to visitors of distinction, VOL. XLVIL—46 Lind. but prevailed extensively as a delicate attention which you might pay to the lady of your choice. It was thought the proper thing at that period for a man to engage the best brass band he could afford and to proceed with it after midnight to the house of his preferred, and then to stand beneath her windows while the musicians played their most sentimental and amorous selections. It was not an uncommon sound, even, to hear a double quartette of male voices, with a French horn thrown in, singing beneath the windows of some favored damsel, while paterfamilias, or the butler, made ready some light refreshment for the donors of this graceful compliment. These romantic attentions have taken flight with the advent of electric lights, elevated railroads, and other voices of the night, but thirty-five or forty years ago even New 437 Richard Hoffman, 18 York had a few hours of stillness after midnight, and the night watchmen lent an indulgent ear to these revellers, who would doubtless be locked up as disturbers of the peace did they hazard such an enterprise under our modern regime. If I pass somewhat hastily over the Rubinstein epoch it is not because I was insensible to its influence. I shall never forget the magnificent en train of his playing nor the nobility of his style, but as I had no personal acquaintance with Rubinstein beyond an introduction and a few words of greeting I cannot enlarge upon his characteristics. I recall, however, his rather startling reply, when I asked him what he was to play at his first concert: "To play?" he answered gloomily. " What matters it what I play!—but I answer your question certainly," and he mentioned several compositions. 438 I saw much more of Hans von Biilow, who came to the Chickerings in 1875. We met frequently in an informal way, and I played with him two or three times in public, once in the D minor " Triple Concerto" of Bach, with accompaniment of double string quartette and double bases added, and also in the concerto for four pianos, when a pupil of his and one of mine took the third and fourth pianos.* I first met him at Mr. Frank Chickering's, and as he asked me to play for him I began with some of my own compositions, which I thought might interest him more than those with which he was so entirely familiar. In reply to his complimentary criticism I said they were "only trifles," to which he quickly answered: "But trifles make perfection, and perfection is no trifle." His * Miss Marion Brown, Mrs. C. B. Foote. Charles Halle. wit was ever ready, and his quick repartee and dry humor made him a most entertaining companion. His audiences at Chickering Hall were composed of the most cultured amateurs of New York as well as those of the profession, and one saw the same people at each concert in their regular places. His programmes were followed with the greatest attention, and all those who were privileged to assist at this series of musical entertainments must have been sensible of the atmosphere of intellectual enthusiasm which pervaded them. Von Biilow made the usual tour of the West at this time, but refused to do so when he came in 1884. He was particularly amused at the musical criticisms of his playing by the local newspapers of the Western cities, and kept a scrap-book in which he preserved a large number of these choice specimens of belles-lettres accompanied by marginal comments of his own. These contained rare bits of caustic wit and would afford a feast of amusement to-day could they be reproduced in fac-simile and Dr. Hans von Biilow. given to the public. This scrap-book was in the possession of the Baroness von Over-beck, a very beautiful American who had married a German baron. She was a fine musician herself, and during the first and second Von Biilow engagements happened to be in this country. She attended all the concerts in New York, Washington, and other Eastern cities, and soon found the Maestro ready to lay his homage at her feet, and with it this most diverting record of his Western experiences. During his third visit, in 1889, when Von Biilow was giving his Beethoven Cycles, and performing the colossal feat of playing all the Sonatas by heart, I persuaded him to come to one of my Trio afternoons given at a private house, when a Bach programme was to be played. One of the numbers was the first "Prelude" with Gounod's "Ave Maria" melody, to which he objected, saying he liked his Bach unadulterated. He soon entered into the spirit of the music, however, and constituted himself an impromptu conductor. When the string quar439 Sigismond Thalberg. tette, which accompanied the concertos for two pianos, played a little too loud he did not hesitate to hush them down very audibly. He seemed to enjoy the programme highly, and one of my pupils, who played in the concerto for two pianofortes, was considerably dismayed when the doctor insisted on turning the leaves for her. I went one evening to hear a Brahms programme, given at a club meeting, when Von Bulow was present. A sonata for piano and violin was played from a proof-copy of the doctor's, and when the performance was over he took the music from the desk and presented it to me, which may have struck the performers as hardly fair to them, as I had taken no part in it. But he was an impulsive spirit and it would not have helped matters had I asked him to amend his preferences, hence I still keep the copy, which I value very much. _ The following letter came* to me from him in acknowledgment of the dedication of one of my compositions which I sent to him soon after his return to Germany in 1889: HAMBURG, 5th of Jan'y, 1890. "DEAR SIR: AND WORSHIP—COMPANION FOR THE HEROES BACH, BEETHOVEN AND BRAHMS ! " I feel most unhappy that you must have considered for many weeks my poor self as a first rate ruffian because I did not answer sooner your kind note. But of course the curse of letters going astray occurs very often in my wandering life and the heaping of epistles from everywhere. " Now—revising and putting in order my papers at the threshold of the New Year— finally I got repossessing your flattering lines. Accept please one hundred and eleven thanks for the honor you will bestow upon me your Ek Minor Scherzo. With best regards to Mrs. Hoffman and heartiest albeit retarded greetings of the Season, I remain dear Sir, " Yours most truly, "HANS VON BULOW." Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years Between the first and second visits to this country, he had married a woman of unusual culture, charm, and intelligence, who has recently edited with great ability several volumes of his letters, published in Germany and America soon after his death. It is gratifying to know that in her devotion and sympathetic companionship he must have found compensation for the troubles and sorrows of his first matrimonial experience. There is no doubt but the musical world of to-day is strongly dominated by Wagner. Musical thought is unconsciously influenced by any school of music that suddenly supplants the old traditions, and it is difficult for composers to avoid a certain imitation of so subtle and powerful a style as that of Richard Wagner. If the old laws of composition interfere with his inspiration he discards them and makes his own—but he produces tonal effects that are superlatively fine. We all crave new sensations, and he has given them t < > us, sometimes, perhaps, at too great length, since we are mortals and the "sublime" will "weary" if not withdrawn before nature is exhausted. But who has interpreted with greater fascination the sounds of the forest or the rippling of waters, the song of the bird or the crackling of flames! Add to these the love motifs, the picturesque settings of his operas all planned by him, and the stupendous task of adapting the old legends and myths into poems that hold your interest and attention through hours of representation, and you have before you the work of a Titan that claims the admiration of the world. It is often a subject of wonder to people how anything new can be evolved from such From a photography copyright^ 1861, by C. D, Fredericks & to. Louis Moreau Gottschalk. Some Musical Recollections of Fifty Years well-worn material as the old musical gamut—or scale—but it is, after all, only a framework, and inspiration has its own tools. We do not criticise the sacred fire if it consumes our oldest traditions. Perhaps the story of Balfe's method of finding melodies when inspiration failed may be new to some. He would put the letters of the musical alphabet on separate bits of paper, duplicating each letter several times, then draw them out from a hat, one by one, and note them down, having previously decided upon his key and time. The reiterated notes of some of his melodies certainly warrant the truth of this: And still another of the composer of the "Glory Hallelujah" chorus of war-time fame, who, in consequence of its popularity, turned the tune upside down and manufactured "When this cruel war is over," and garnered another good harvest: But these tricks are unworthy and only fit for the factory which is now striving to enter into competition with the handwork of the musician, and to give to the world, by means of mechanical contrivances, what he has paid for perhaps with his life's blood. They will have their success and their day of triumph, but they cannot survive. It has often amused me to look for musical resemblances; there are so many curious instances of the same musical phrase being conceived by different great composers. It is perhaps remarkable that they do not occur oftener. I have discarded many of my own compositions thatthought rather good, because some one, perhaps one of my own children, would say upon hearing it: "Oh, father, that is just like so and so!" naming possibly some well-known composition. I usually found they were right in their diagnosis, and I would decide to change the treatment or, more often, give up the case. If it were possible to look as far into the future as I have into the past, I might predict that the great composers of the twentieth century would be found in America. To-day, even, we can name several of whom we are justly proud. Who knows, indeed, but the descendant of the native Indian will be capable of singing the songs of the forest primeval, the rush of the cataract, and the legends of his vanished tribe, in harmonies as yet unheard or even imagined. I am told that given the usual advantages of an ordinary education, it takes but one generation from the full-blooded savage to make an excellent orthodox divinity student, as well as a good American citizen with righ t of suffrage. If the road is so short from the prairie to the pulpit, and from the wigwam—shall we say to the White House?—why may not music look for a new prophet among this people so amenable to the influences of civilization ? They have ever been a silent race, given to but slight interchange in language; it is not impossible that they should eventually find their inspiration in music, and wring from our well-nigh exhausted gamut tonal effects hitherto unknown. The testimonial concert which was tendered to me at Chickering Hall on December i, 1897, [p. 434] in celebration of my fifty years of musical work in this country, led me to search the archives of memory for these musical recollections. Scattered and incomplete as they are, I dedicate them to those who have been my friends and pupils in the course of this long period, and who have helped me by their encouragement and appreciation to feel that my labors in the cause we have loved have not been in vain.
A FLIGHT FOR THE COUNTESS ROYAL By Frederick Palmer ILLUSTRATION BY F. C. YOHN The King was waiting. His expectant ear heard the distant hum of a motor as sweet music. Out of the shadow thrown by a hill-top in the moonlight flashed the apparition which was to give him the wings of youth. Familiar with the landing-place, it glided in faultless precision toward that solitary figure in Tyrolese hunting costume on the outskirts of the grounds of the Palace of Lindenberg. " Have I kept you long, your Majesty?" asked Danbury Rodd. He had flown straight from Vienna, that Paris without rouge, of which he had grown exceedingly fond while occupied in establishing his Austrian plant. " No," said the King. " I came out early in case you should be early. But you never are, nor are you late. You are always just on time." " I will bear that in mind for the next occasion." His Majesty laughed at the thrust. Indeed, he laughed heartily, as a prisoner might when he found himself free to do as he pleased. " On the next occasion! You must think I imagine you are a gentleman in waiting from the way I bid you go and come. But it has been a long day, full of dulness—six changes of uniform, two addresses, and too much Prime-Minister! As the afternoon wore on I could not resist tempting your good nature again. So I wired." " To my delight!" Rodd answered. The cipher telegrams from Lindenberg were all to his taste. They had no sense of royal command. They gratified his liking for the man; for it was the man, not the King, whom he served. "The destination is the same?" he asked. "Yes, to the Countess Hoffeldt's lodge," said His Majesty, wrapping his cloak about him to keep out the pressure of the night air as they rose. " You must know the way well by this time!" " Yes, so well that I think I could go it on font without looking at the sign-posts." " You make feasible what otherwise would be out of the question. Thanks to you and your aeroplane, I dine with the Countess and the court is none the wiser. I finish my day's work; I am away in the night; and I am up for inspection of the guard at seven the next morning, as every King of Lindenberg has been for several hundred years." " It really means so much to you ? I am gratified, indeed," said Rodd. "And probably you have wondered why I like to dine with the Countess ? " Rodd had to admit that he was human, and no human being except the Bedouin dervish has ever been known to be without curiosity. "Then why should I keep half the secret when you already know the other half ? The Countess was my sweetheart thirty years ago. I wanted to marry her. I was so determined and boyish and stubborn about it that my father had difficulty in curing me. Of course, the thing was impossible—im possible!'' "I hate to think it!" said Rodd. The Countess was adorable; the King, in her presence, a different being, who no longer seemed prematurely old and careworn. " Oh, you are young! You are an American! But when one has been a king—a king and an automaton—as long as I have, he learns that it does not work out in practice for royalty to marry out of royalty." Rodd did not believe any such nonsense. He believed in marrying whomever one loved. However, he was not going to endanger a flow of narrative with argument. " And I did love her! My God! How I did love her! There never was any other woman on earth like her!" exclaimed the King. " Yes, I am not ashamed of it. la m proud of it. I loved her so much that it took her to cure me—not my father. She put an end to my folly by marrying an army
Draivu by F. C. Vohu. Along the northern rampart a man was pacing.—Page 446.
A Flight for the officer she did not love—and this for my sake and the sake of the State!" "That is one point of view," Rodd thought, appearing too busy to talk himself and yet a magnetic listener who begged His Majesty to proceed. Park-like pine forest succeeded pine forest; shadowy figures dotted the winding roads; bearded grain glistened in the fields, and the lights of the peasants' cottages speckled that cultivated land of counted trees and counted spears of grass. " I married a Danish princess whom my father chose," the King proceeded. " You know what great butter-makers the Danes are. Our Lindenbergers are all for cheese, but Her Majesty would have them learn butter. She established schools, offered prizes, and set half my people to churning. But, alas! our butter would not sell and our export trade suffered. Her disappointment was possibly one of the reasons which would never let her feel at home among our hills. She always longed for the Baltic mists. For her unhappy position, which I tried to make as easy as I could, I had all sympathy, and for her memory I have all the deep respect that the Countess has for her husband's. " Since we were free to do so, the Countess and I have corresponded regularly. When in difficulty I always seek her advice. She is a counsellor of inexhaustible fertility of resource. She gives me the cards to play against the Prussian kaisers, who would reduce all the small kings to the position of clerks in a Hamburg merchant's office. In a word, she is my inspiration and I call her my Countess Royal. But gray hairs have taught us wisdom. Now we see that our sacrifice was wise." "She thinks so, too?" Rodd inquired. "Why, yes," answered the King. The Falcon alighted in front of a small secluded lodge in the Tyrol. A door opened and His Majesty kissed the finger-tips of the woman who stood in the outpour of light from a shaded lamp—a woman who must have been surpassingly beautiful in her youth, and a woman who was beautiful yet and sweet with a repressed sadness. To-night as the Countess Royal took Rodd's hand she slipped a folded paper into his palm. He thrilled; yet less from this than from a message from her eyes, which could have sent a regiment fighting VOL. XLVIL—47 Countess Royalfor her sake. It told him that the note concerned the King. " I may expect you at eleven ?" said His Majesty, as Rodd was about to go. "It would be fearful—that old Premier of mine might box my ears—if I didn't appear at inspection." Rodd hesitated and looked at the Countess covertly for instructions. "At eleven! We surely don't want His Majesty's ears boxed," she said quickly. "At eleven!" Rodd repeated. It seemed as if there were already a contract between him and the Countess, which she had made and he had signed without inspecting the contents. He set the Falcon drifting leisurely, with the reins over the dash-board, as he would have said, while he opened the paper. He found that there were three notes, two being enclosed within an outer one as a cover, on which was written, " Read this first." The paper was soft," the handwriting fine and delicate. " I ask all this because I know you have a heart of romance or you would not have been so nice about bringing the King to me," he read. " The only reward worthy of your kindness you must find in the events which follow. You will go to the Castle Schiirwald, which is only twenty miles east of the King's at Lindenberg. The ramparts on the north side are so broad that, with your great skill, you will be able to land. There you will find a young man, who is a prisoner of State, promenading on the walls; or, if you do not, he will soon come when he sees the aeroplane. Say nothing as to who sent you, and simply ask him if he will come for a flight, if he comes, then, after you are in the air, open the second note. That will tell you what to do next. If he does not come, return to me." "The Countess Royal is glorious!" breathed Rodd. " The King was a pusillanimous formalist to give her up! She leads! I follow!" Her request sealed the other two notes as effectually as a time-lock in a safe-deposit vault. In half an hour he had turned past Lindenberg and the moated and tumbling walls of the fortress of the early kings took shape. The great mass of the ruin lay dark, except for three or four illumined windows in the south-eastern corner, which was evidently kept in repair for occupancy. 446 A Flight for the Countess Royal Circling in order to get his bearings, Rodd saw that the Countess was right. The northern rampart was broader than the promenade of the Brooklyn Bridge, and along it a man was pacing with a soldierly stride, as if for exercise. He stopped at sight of the aeroplane and waved his handkerchief, less in signal, it seemed, than in greeting to the ghostly visitor of the night. The Falcon's runners screeched over the deplaced stones and dipped in holes where the masonry had worn away; but she was brought to a stand-stilt without injury to her brittle and complicated fabric. The man came running toward the spot. He was about twenty-four, tall and fair-haired. His surprise at the visitation was too complete and unaffected for him to have been a party to any prior arrangement. Roddfe wonder at this hastened him abruptly to his question. " Would you like a flight ? " he asked. " Would I ? After wearing out boot-leather for two months on these rocks, would I ? But we'd better be quick. Here comes Major von Hoffman, my chief jailer!" He pointed toward a portly figure in uniform which struggled to the top of the rampart and then came stumbling and panting in their direction. The Falcon shot fairly over the head of the Major, who waved his hands and shouted something about His Majesty's injunctions and his own honor, which was lost forever, and then sank on a ledge, a veritable lump of dejection. " It is the American, Mr. Rodd, isn't it? " asked the passenger. " And in passing you saw a poor, miserable devil pacing up and down and thought you would give him an evening abroad—in Vienna, perhaps! No —don't make it Vienna! There's another place I want to go. Will you take me?" " I am under instructions," said Rodd. " You are ? Well, what the deuce does the King propose to do with me now ? " "Honestly, didn't you expect me?" Rodd asked in turn. "No! " Theyoungmanfrowned. He was becoming urgently apprehensive. "Who sent you? What is the ruse?" he demanded. But Rodd was busy opening note number two. " You will proceed to the forester's lodge of the Von Luttgen estate," it said. " Ask your passenger the way. If the Countess Sophia Von Luttgen is waiting for you there, please make a place for her in the Falcon. When you have her and the young man aloft, you may open the third note." Rodd folded number two and slipped it carefully into his pocket with number one, considering both too valuable mementos to be lost. " I am to take you to the forester's lodge of the Von Luttgen estate." "T o Sophia!" cried the young man. He seemed to have added a foot in stature, composed of pure ecstasy. "To Sophia! I don't care what the ruse is or who sent you if I am to see her!" "Do you know the way?" asked Rodd laconically. " Do I know the way ? Does the bubble know the way to the top of the water?" he answered. "The Countess Royal understands her game, evidently," Rodd thought, "and I see only the backs of the cards until it pleases her to play them. Ich dien!" From landmark to landmark, now a church tower of a hill-side village, now a city, now a bridge over a stream, the passenger, his eyes ardent and shrewd with a knowledge of the topography that seemed bred in the bone, laid the course. For him the glory of flight was incident to its speed. Fields and trees spinning by meant miles that were past, minutes of impatient waiting ticked off the clock. " Even if Von Hoffman would let me pass —and he is too loyal to grant and I am too proud to ask such a thing—" he said at last, " I could not have gone and returned in a night—and here we are!" They were passing over a dark carpet of forest, its tawny depths blue with the moon-rays, and where it met the fields glowed a single light. "As near as you can to that light. It is the lodge!" said the young man. Beside the woodland path, under the shadow of the trees, on a mat of pine needles sweet with the aroma drawn by the moisture of dew, the Falcon came softly to rest, like some soaring thing which defied nature's clumsy fluttering of wings. " You did not say that Sophia was there. You only said to go to the lodge!" exclaimed the young man suddenly, as if preparing himself for a disappointment A Flight for the whose possibility had, for the first time, crossed his mind. "We'll see," answered Rodd. They set out up the path toward the light. A door opened and a girl's figure appeared. After her came a forester with a lantern and after him his wife—solid and loyal-looking as her husband—with another lantern. Rodd could see the girl clearly enough for the picture she made to play such a tune on his heartstrings as the sight of a young and exquisite creature peering in the gloom for some hoped-for thing should play on the heartstrings of any one in the world. He was side by side with the young man, but he drew back in instinctive sense of intrusion when they came within the circle of light and she saw the young man and he saw her. " Sophia!" he cried, with all the thoughts of the journey and of his promenades on the ramparts and the blessing of flight set in a realizing word. "Harry!" she answered. Then he kissed her fingers devotedly. It was the meeting of the King and the Countess Royal done in the twenties. And he held her hand in both of his, looking into her eyes, while the forester and his wife, sober and discreet as the lean, clean pine trunks, held their lanterns. Then Rodd recalled his part. " You are both to come with me without asking any questions," he said. " It is according to instructions." " I like the instructions very much, so far," said Sophia with a smile, which introduced herself to Rodd and Rodd to her with an informality that suited the situation. "And I, too," said the lover. "We are ready!" He still held Sophia's hand as they walked together, the faithful lanterns following, till he had assisted her to the seat at the right of the driver. Those two discreet faces of the forester and his wife, who had not spoken a word— they had a walking part—faded in the gloom, with two twinkling points of light in their place, when Rodd opened note number three. It was the climax. "If you have succeeded so far," it said, " it would be too cruel for you to fail me in my final plans. You will bring the pair to theverypoint at my doorwhereyou alighted with the King. They are not to leave the Countess Royalaeroplane till I make the signal and you are ready to reascend at a second's notice. If I say to you,' Will you do this or that ?' you are to say,' Yes.' If I say to you,' Fly!' you are to fly. If you do not comply with my wishes I have misunderstood what lies back of that honest, clearly chiselled face of yours"—Rodd fairly blushed—"and must conclude that, after all, you are only one of the Americans who are awed by royalty and worship title in place of the democracy of. human hearts." Rodd folded number three with particular care and said to himself: "She has me! To Thibet, if she commands!" And to his passengers: "I am to take you to the Countess Hoffeldt's." "Countess Hoffeldt!" exclaimed the young man thoughtfully, as if trying to place the name's association. "Oh! She is the woman who was the sweetheart of my father's youth!" " Then you are the Crown Prince of Lindenberg?" Rodd asked. "Yes." "And your father put you under guard for the same reason that his father put him ? " "Yes." " I wonder if it were she who sent me that unsigned wire this afternoon?" put in Sophia. "All it said was, 'The lodge at nine, and fly if you are asked.' " "And you came because you thought I was the sender?" asked the Prince. "Yes. And what does it all mean? It is so very mysterious." " Instructions number four will be verbal," answered Rodd discreetly. "That is the most I can say, except that you are not to leave your places till I give the word." " But it is enough—enough just to be here with you!" His Highness added to Sophia. It was a soft, whimsical night, a lovers' night, with the face in the old moon grinning to think how delightfully young our planet still is, despite the ancient dynasties of Europe. All three felt that the real pilot at the Falcon's wheel was the caprice of the Countess, which drove the silvery phantom with the joyous speed of light. As they dropped before her lodge it was she who hurried first to the door, bathed in the flood of the lamp's rays, her hand rising with a flutter of triumph as she saw that 448 A Flight for thethere were three figures amid the glitter of the wires between the downward sweeping planes. After her came the King, a thunderstruck majesty, while she was sparkling and perfectly self-possessed. " It has all come out right—so far," she said. "You must have been perplexed, Mr. Rodd, by my one, two, three. Generals have been accused of burning their bridges before their troops were across. My plan put a fuse to any bridges you might not reach; for one cannot be too discreet in affairs of this kind. Or, if you will, I set you to play a scale of keys, expecting each one to strike a chord in a heart; and the way the hearts answered—why, that proves everything! Doesn't it, Harry?" she inquired sweetly of the King, who now recovered his power of speech. "My son—you! And Mr. Rodd—you! All thissecrecy behind my back! Whatdoes it mean?" he asked almost ill-temperedly. "It means, Harry," said the Countess Royal, "that the dream that did not come true for Harry the Eighteenth and his sweetheart shall come true for Harry the Nineteenth and his!" " Coltish love! My son forgets his royal duty!" insisted the King. "Time and thought will cure him." Then the Countess turned cold. "As they cured you?" she asked pointedly. That struck him the blow of a whiplash. "No! No! Ours is forever!" he cried. " I love you now as I could not then, with a greater, deeper love!" He would have folded her in his arms if she had not drawn away even in her happiness at hearing that declaration again. " So will they love with a deeper, greater love in time," she said. " So not the real Harry but ancestral convention makes you play the part of your father." There the King for the first time saw his inconsistency. He flushed. He stammered. She made his confusion her opportunity. "And they shall be free!" she said. "You are ready to take them, aren't you Mr. Rodd?" she asked. " To the ends of the earth!" he answered. Countess Royal " And you will go ? " she asked the Prince and Sophia. "Yes!" they answered boldly, quite together. They could not have taken the cue better if they had rehearsed the part. The King looked about him helplessly. Here was a difficulty in which he could not appeal to the Countess for advice. " Of all things you have ever done, this is the climax!" he gasped. "Think of the scandal in the court and the newspapers! The Crown Prince of Lindenberg elopes!" " You can avoid that by a honeymoon at the castle," she hinted. " I wish it could be! I wish it could be!" said the King with honest fervor. "But my people! The row in Berlin! That Prussian Kaiser! My Prime Minister!" " Wouldn't the Lindenbergers enjoy the novelty of having a truly beautiful queen? And there are ways of winning that Prussian Kaiser. Indeed, I can think of a number now, Harry." She put her hand on his arm and looked up to him, her eyes full of affection and cozening. " Harry, your fault is that you hesitate before acting, you dear, kind heart"—now she was patting his cheek—" and you let that old Premier.awe you. Harry, do you care for me at all? Will you?" " I will!" he declared sturdily. "On my royal word I will!" And regardless of the young people who were not old enough to know the nature of real love, he brought her fingers to his lips and took honor to himself for his submission by saying: "I always said, Countess Royal, that you were the cleverest woman in Europe!" She denied the compliment. "No, you refer to the future Queen of Lindenberg," she told him. " I am simply blessed by being loved by you"; which made him immensely proud of his courage in breaking a precedent. " I mustn't tell this at the Aero Club when the stock-market is active, and I'll have to tone it down some, anyway, if I want to be believed," thought Rodd. "However, I have always said that the aeroplane would bring romance back to the world."
A Baptism at Onteora. THE PORTRAITS OF CARROLL "BECKWITH By Robert J. Wickenden ILLUSTRATIONS FROM MR. BECKWTTH'S PAINTINGS N the south-east corner of Sixth Avenue and 57th Street rises a plain, seven-storied building of brick and stone. It carries no extraneous ornament other than a few rosettes along the tops of the stone facings that border a series of large windows, which rise in regular succession to a bevelled band, interspersed with skylights where the walls join the roof. The building has about thirty years to its credit, yet looks almost as fresh as when it was erected, its precise lines testifying to an exceptional thoroughness of construction. At one time it dominated all the houses in the vicinity, and its builder, Mr. VOL. XLVII.—48 . Sherwood, gave his name to this hive of studios, where much has been produced that has proved illustrious in American art for three decades past. Among my early recollections of "The Sherwood Studios" was the attending of a reception held simultaneously by all the artists in the building during the "winter of 1880-81. There, besides such veterans as the portrait-painter William Page and Jasper F. Cropsey of the Hudson River School, were A. H. Wyant the landscapist, R. M. Shurtleff with his effective wood interiors, and among the younger men the gifted Robert Blum. Blum's clearly cut features I can see still as he sat swinging easily in a swivel-chair while talking 449 450 The Portraits of Carroll Beckwith with a Japanese, his principal canvases being fresh from a visit to Venice, where he had met Rico, and had seen in passing, at Paris, works by his favorite, Fortuny. While on the top floor, amid a number of brilliant portraits and some fresh studies from Velasquez, James Carroll Beckwith, more widely known as "Carroll Beckwith," received his numerous friends among the ducers of pleasing genre who then held high place at "the Academy," this frank treatment of unusual effects must have given a great shock. Yet none could dispute the masterly drawing, and the Art Students' League, then in its vigorous infancy, quickly secured Beckwith's services as instructor. There, sweeping away the pretty finishing of ill-formed faces and figures, he struck J. Carrollartists and students, with such leaders of New York society as were interested in the then newer movement in American art. For Beckwith was fresh from Paris, where, with John Sargent, he had been helping Carolus Duran in his Luxembourg Palace decorations, and the technical strength of his work stood in striking contrast to most American painting of that period. With the thorough training of the Ecole des Beaux-Arts, and while working in the atelier of the brilliant "Carolus," Beckwith had also seen the works of Manet, Degas, and the earlier impressionists, and had his own liking for bits of sunshine, fresh color, and direct statement. To the placid pro Beckwith. at the root of the matter. "Bad proportions and feeble construction can never be improved by laborious polishing with rubber and stump. Throw these away. A sheet of Ingres paper, a stick of charcoal, your fingers, and a pellet of bread are all the materials needed. Now, learn to see right; exact proportions first of all, then construct your figure with a few simple lines, divide your light and shade into two or three tones, and make a fresh study on this basis every day." Such was the spirit of his teaching, and in carrying out these rules the students' wits were kept so wide awake that some weeks or months of keen practice induced a habit that improved all their later work. Portrait of Miss Luisita Leland. "Becky," as he was affectionately called by the students, inculcated into the league schools the doctrine of Ingres, that "Le dessin est la probite de I'Art," and his constant and untiring labor in a professorship, extending over a period of eighteen years, succeeded in producing a generation of draughtsmen who, often following up their New York studies in the Parisian ateliers, found themselves quite at home in their new surroundings and able to hold their own with men selected from the government schools throughout France and Europe. Many men, famous in American art to-day, thinking back, must acknowledge that this earnest teaching laid the foundation for subsequent successes. Beckwith is, however, better known to the general public by the paintings he has produced than by his devotion to the cause of art education. From the time he exhibited "The Falconer" at the Paris Exposition of 1878, painted when he was but little over twenty-five years old, down to the present time, there have followed an unbroken series of portraits and ideal 451 The Portraits of Carroll Beckwith subjects marked by thorough design and non had been a useful man to the Union effective execution. At the Academy Exhi- cause in a financial way during the dark bition of 1879, the year following his return days of the war, and was always a sturdy from Europe, was shown his full-length leader in civic and national affairs. Beck-portrait of Mrs. R. H. McCurdy in a red with painted him from a full front view, La Cigale. dress, that was much remarked, and gave him a definite position among the painters here. After a short visit at Chicago he returned to New York, soon afterward setting up his studio at the Sherwood Building— where we still find him—and during the succeeding years transferred to canvas the features and figures of many prominent New Yorkers. What could be more typical of the elderly gentleman of the latter part of the nineteenth century than the three-quarters length portrait of the late Mr. Le Grand B. Cannon done in 1882 ? Mr. Can-sitting in an easy, familiar pose, that brought out the energy and geniality of his character. A replica of the portrait was painted for the Union League Club, where it now is. The portrait of Captain Joseph Lentilhon, [page 454] executed in 1883, was one of a series of five that Beckwith painted of its succeeding captains, for Company K of the Seventh Regiment. In service uniform, with kepi, the captain stands with drawn sword passed easily under the left arm, and is shown three-quarters length, with the Mr. Le Grandface turned slightly toward us, relieved against a light ground. There is a fine sense of military alertness in the pose and expression of the cleanly drawn features and figure. In the simplicity of its contrasting masses it differs from the portrait of Mr. William Walton, painted in 1886, in which a corner of the studio wall covered with. bright open-air sketches was used as a background. It would have been much easier to have painted in a plain ground against which to model the head, but Beckwith solved the more interesting and difficult problem by bestowing un B. Cannon. usual care on the drawing and values, especially with regard to the receding planes. It is probable that while doing this, the artist added a sense of life and reality that make this one of his most successful works. It was shown at the Paris Salon of 1887 as well as at the Universal Exposition of 1889, receiving awards in both cases. Treated also with the frankness of camaraderie were portraits of Mr. Thomas A. Janvier, the author, and of Monsieur Paul du Chaillu, the African explorer. That of Mr. John Murray Mitchell in fencer's costume of crimson velvet 453 The Portraitsi£o6. relieved against a sage-green ground benefited by an expert knowledge in the treatment of the details, for Mr. Beckwith is president of the New York Fencers' Club, where the portrait now is. [Page 460.] In the painting of women's portraits he has always shown an appreciative perception of the charm that belongs to the "eternal feminine"; though in few cases has he combined realization of form with such psychical force as in "The Authoress." The picture has been called "A Modern Mona Lisa," and certainly there is a fascination about the expression of the eyes and the half-smile playing about the corners of the sensitive mouth that merits the comparison; but an uncompromising fidelity to the characteristics of his model, who is evidently a woman of modern education and ideas, stamps the work as peculiarly a product of the nineteenth century. Now and then Beckwith has combined genre with por of Carroll Beckwith traiture, as in "A Baptism at Onteora." [Page449.] Theartist hashissummerhome and studio at this village in theCatskills,and in 1893 Bishop Potter was called there to baptize his own grandchild. The ceremony took place in the rustic cottage of the parents, Mr. and Mrs. Charles H. Russell, where an altar was temporarily arranged. The Archbishop of Zante, who came over to represent the Greek Church in the Congress of Religions at the Chicago Exposition, being Bishop Potter's guest at the time, was invited to accompany him to Onteora. After the regular ceremony of the Episcopal Church, the archbishop asked to be allowed to bestow his blessing on the infant, and, candles being lighted, accompanied by Bishop Potter and followed by his acolyte and the assistants, he passed three times round the temporary altar, chanting the orisons of the Greek Church before be-Captain Joseph Lentilhon. Seventh Regiment, 1883. The Authoress. stowing his blessing. All the figures in this picture are portraits, and we discover the presence of the artist and his wife, who are viewing the unique ceremony from the shadow of the massive chimney to the right. Now and then Beckwith likes to leaven more serious qualities with a touch of humor. In "1806" we have an old "soudard" in the costume of Napoleon's Guard, with high shako and closely buttoned tunic. The uniform had been picked up in Geneva, and later in the season, as the artist and his wife were bicycling through Normandy, on approaching the ancient town of Bayeux, they discovered the whole countryside to be invested by some seven or eight thousand troops assembled for the " Grandes Manoeuvres." A general officer, with his staff, was watching the defile of his soldiers, and the expression of consequential good nature on his face suggested this picture to the artist. Mr. and Mrs. Beckwith inquired somewhat anxiously of the officers if at such a time accommodations could be had at the inn, but were politely assured that "L'armee tie derange jamais les voyageurs," which proved to be true. They were given the inn's best chamber, and on rising next morning found the soldiers had disappeared, to a man, as if by magic. " 1806" was duly painted, and now graces the mess-hall at West Point. 455
Mr. Isaacson. "Mr. Isaacson," whose portrait was many languages who had been translator shown at the Chicago and St. Louis expofor the Baron Hirsch fund. Beckwith sitions, as well as at Charleston, where it first painted him as "The Diamond Broreceived the gold medal, was a man of ker," and then did this "Portrait." The 456
Mr. demodelling of the head and face is as thorough as the expression is humorously benign, and the painting of the hands, placidly clasped in front with raised thumbs, has rarely been surpassed. The summer life at Onteora has brought the artist into contact with the village worthies, one of whom furnished the model for "TheBlacksmith" [page458], done in 1909. This typical follower of the ancient craft stands, in his leather apron, and looks out at us inquiringly over his spectacles before finishing the horseshoe held with tongs on the anvil. The sincerity of the characterization and the carefully treated details interest us no less than the rich color qualities of the forge-burned face seen under the reflecting lights of the smithy. Educated in the classic atmosphere of the "Beaux-Arts," and with a natural idealism, Beckwith has painted a number of symbolic studies, often depending for their interest on the delicate beauty of the female face and figure. In "La Cigale" [page 452], a subject taken from Lafontaine's fable, we have the decoratively composed head and bust of a blonde, girlish type seen in profile, with clasped hands drawn to the left shoulder, shivering under the fall of the first win Raasloff. try snowflakes. "The Nautilus," "Danse Antique," "The Awakening," and other works of a similar character, served by Beckwith's remarkable skill in figure-drawing and most conscientiously painted, have perhaps been less appreciated here than would have been the case in France and Europe. The concrete qualities of his portraits seem, thus far, to have been preferred to the more fanciful creations of his brush. Yet, having seen the dome at the Liberal Arts Building at the Chicago Exposition which Beckwith decorated to the glory of electricity, one can but regret the seeming vandalism that caused it, with other interesting works there, to fall under the wrecker's axe. The sprightly genius producing a forked flash at the apex of the dome was supported in the four pendentives by female figures typifying the dynamo, the arc light, the telegraph, and the telephone. It was an essay in the idealization of actualities that might be well worth attempting again in a more permanent form. The dignified portrait of Dr. Henry Parks Wright, Dean of Yale University from 1884 to 1909 [page 459], painted in academic robes for the alumni, has recently left the painter's easel; the study of Mr. de Raas457 458 The Portraits of Carroll Beckwith loff reading was painted at Onteora, and shown at the autumn Academy of 1909. The portrait, too, of Miss Luisita Leland, lately shown at Knoedler's Galleries, in which the broad lighting of the face and shoulders is relieved by the deep notes of the corsage and sparkling reflections from the eyes and bejewelled coiffure, is another recent and typical presentment. But it is not possible here to make anything like a complete list of the portraits and pictures done during the past thirty or more years. Whatever restrictive criticism might be invoked—and no human production has ever been spared in a final analysis —Beckwith's works have been marked by a distinction that is personal; and refinement of form, color, and expression have especially appealed to him. Refusing to follow every new fashion in painting, he has remained true to his own convictions so that early and later works indicate a characteristic identity of aim. Basing his art on the best classical models, an exquisite taste joined to a tireless energy has certainly contributed to his success, especially The Blacksmith Dr. Henryin portraiture, and it has often been said that the most satisfying works of art the past has left us are portraits. The facts of the artist's earlier life may be briefly recalled. He was born on the twenty-third of September, 1852, at Hannibal, Missouri, where his parents, originally from the East, spent some years. A return was made to Chicago, where the great fire of 1871, in altering the family fortunes, decided his father to permit him to pursue the chosen profession of art. His Parks Wright. mother, still remembered as a woman of great charm, sympathized with these ambitions, and beginning his studies as early as 1868 in Chicago under Walter Shirlaw, he came later to New York, and worked under Professor Wilmarth at the National Academy schools till his departure for Paris in October, 1873. There, entering the famous "cours Yvon" at the Beaux-Arts, he soon took up portrait-painting under Carolus Duran, and in the atelier made the acquaintance of his fellow-student John 459 4G0 The Portraits ofSargent. The two young artists took a studio together at 73 rue Notre Dame des Champs, where they worked during the four succeeding years. After the exposition of 1878 Beckwith returned to America, but he has made frequent summer trips to Europe for the study of his favorite masters. He was married in 1887 to Miss Bertha Hall, daughter of a prominent New York merchant. Mrs. Beckwith's full-length portrait, in furs and bonnet, represented the artist at the Paris Exposition of 1900, and now adorns his studio. Honors, public and private, have often been conferred upon him. He is a National Academician, and was one of the original members of the Society of Ameri Carroll Beckwith can Artists. President of the Free Art League, he believes that a better-educated public and a more excellent skill are all the protection desired by the true artist. Associated with these and various clubs and organizations in New York, he has never failed to uphold the cause of art and artists with unswerving loyalty. Though absorbed by many interests, each day sees him take up his palette and brushes with as keen an enthusiasm as attended his earliest effort. The pursuit of an ideal makes "each morrow a new morn," and certain canvases on which he is now engaged encourage the hope that the most interesting phase of his art may be yet to come. John Murray Mitchell.
REST HARROW A COMEDY OF RESOLUTION BY MAURICE HEWLETT ILLUSTRATION BY FRANK CRAIG BOOK II —VIII HE discrepancies of an unfortunate party caused no disturbance to the staff of Wanless Hall. Sanchia, whatever her private cares— and they seemed less than those of other people on her account—suffered nothing to interfere with her housekeeping. Ingram might rage for her in vain, Chevenix peer, or quarrel with his host and friend, Mrs. Devereux disapprove to the point of keeping her room; but Sanchia, with front serene, moved from office table to kitchen,to the gardens,to the home farm, interviewed Mrs. Benson, consulted with the stockman, pored—her head close to Glyde's—over seed-pans and melon borders, was keenly interested, judicial, reflective, pleading, coaxing by turns; seemed, in fact, not to have a perplexity in her fair head. Her health was superb,she never had an ache, nor failed of an appetite. To see her sitting in the stable-yard, on a sunny morning, her lap full of nozzling foxhound pups, was to have a vision of Artemis Eileithyia. So, it seemed, the grave mother hound, erect on haunches, with wise ears, and sidelong eyes showing the white, knew her certainly to be. Beside and over her stood Frodsham of the stables, and his underlings, firmly her friends. She looked up, beaming. " Oh, Frodsham, aren't they sweet? One of them' tries to suck my finger. What are you going to call them ? I do hope you mean to keep them all." "I doubt they're too many for the old bitch, Miss Percival. She'll not feed the lot of them. We'll be wise to duck the latest cast." "Oh, no—please. I'll feed it—I will really. I couldn't let you drown it. Now, what are their names to be?" VOL. XLVII.—49 (Continued) "There's Melpomeen, Miss Percival, and Melody and Melchior and Melchisedek. That's for the bitches." She quizzed him. "No, Frodsham, really that won't do. I'm not quite sure about Melchisedek; but Melchior was a man—he was a king—a king of the East. And I believe Melchisedek was an angel." Frodsham rubbed his chin. " Maybe you are right, Miss Percival. An angel was he now ? Wings to him ? 'Tis a name for a bird, then. If we kept the hawks the old Squire used to love—there's a name for a peregrine. Melchisedek: a fair mouthful." "'A priest for ever,'" mused Jacobs, a wizened elder, the kennelman, who yet bowed to the coachman in his own yard. "We may put him among the dogs, I believe. We've Proteus and Prophet, but no Priest." Frodsham looked to Sanchia for direction, ignoring Jacobs. She flashed him a name. "Melisande, Frodsham. Call her Melisande, and save her life; and she shall be mine. I'll look after her. Please do." He owned to the spell of her eyes, of the sun upon her hair. "Melisande she shall be, Miss Percival, and your own," he said. " The missus shall rear her if the old bitch won't. She's had six of her own, and knows what it is." Regretfully, one by one, she put the striving blind things down; then rose and went her way into the gardens above the house. Slowly through the kitchen gardens she passed. Glyde, thinning walled peach-trees, saw her, felt her go. She shed her benediction upon him—" Good-morning, Struan"—and went on. He watched her for a while, then turned fiercely to his affair. Through dense shrubberies, over drenched lawns her way was; it led her to the lily-pond, which lay hidden within rhododendron walls, with a narrow cincture of grass 461 Rest Harrow path all about it. Dark-brown, still, and translucent like an onyx it lay before her. It was her haunt of election when she was troubled as now she was, when she gave herself time to remember it. She stood, her hands clasped before her, close to the water's brim, and looked over the shining surface. She had never yet squarely faced her difficulties. Her sceptre was slipping from her, her realm, usurped at first, hers by sufferance first, and then by love of them she ruled, could hold her but a little while more. The shadow of coming eclipse made her eyes grow sombre. Doubt of the unknown made lax her lips. If Nevile's wife, with all her sins clotted on her, was dead, what was she going to do, or allow to be done? She had yielded to love—her first love and her last—but that had been long ago. Love, the fire, the trembling and the music in her heart; pride, the trust, the loyalty, the bliss of service; the wonder, the swooning, the glory like a sun upon her—all gone, burned out, or worked out. Why, how long had it lasted her ? Her lips stretched to a bleak smile to think of it. Three months' joy in herself, three months' joy of him: then work, incessant and absorbing; and then the growth of a new pride, the pride of mind—for she found that she had a brain; and of a new love—for she found that she loved the creatures more than man. Education indeed! To draw from a child caught unawares the force and the brooding love of an earth-goddess. In the beginning, she could have told herself (but never did), she was to be pitied, not blamed. Reticent among her free-speaking sisters, shy, what the maids call " a deep one," rarely a talker, keeping always her own counsel, she had first been moved to utter herself by the extreme carelessness of Ingram whether she did so or not. The blame—if it is to be laid—must be upon her mother when she, knowing Ingram's story of miserable marriage and separation, allowed the man to continue a friend of the house, be much with her girl, and unfold himself under her clear young eyes. What she was about—that masterful, self-absorbed woman—there's no saying. It was always supposed that, with five beautiful daughters to market, she had pushed Welbore Percival—Thomas Welbore Percival, East India merchant of the Poultry—into lavish entertainment of his friends and acquaintance. Ingram, a squire and son of squires, was perhaps a shade above her degree; she may have required him to give a tone. This, considering that wretched marriage of his—a month's engagement in defiance of head-shaking, a blazing Hanover Square wedding, a year's bickering, one month's acrimony (done by letter) and Ingram's unquenchable hatred of the woman—this, I say, you may well doubt. But I can give no other explanation. He came, he talked in his high-voiced, querulous, bitter-humored way, he saw and sought the grave young Sanchia, and he won her pitying heart directly he had engrossed her watching eyes. She was a girl, intensely interested in a hundred dawning things, to whom love had come late. Until she was near twenty you would have thought her sexless. Senhouse, her poetical friend and teacher—her only friend, her only confidant—dubbed her Artemis ; and it may well have been his adoring service of her pure flame which first turned it inward to scorch her heart. All that she learned of this scholar gypsy she poured out as balm over the stricken Ingram, who swallowed it and her together. Then the truth about him was blared upon her suddenly, and she found that he was to be pitied. Guileless victim of a hateful woman as she believed him then, she found that she held a store of balm. She pitied him deeply, she opened, she poured out her treasure. Enthusiasm for the saving work captained her thereafter; nothing would turn her from her purpose. Ingram was to be saved by love; she gave him all. To do him justice, a young man born to possess and command, he did his best to repair what was beyond repair. He told her the truth unasked by her; he confessed that he loved her, and owned that he had no business to do it. Nearness, circumstance, brooding on that which was true to both of them and must not be uttered by either, did the rest. Upon that evening in the drawing-room when they had found themselves alone, each trembling under the god, they simply drifted together, and without effort to resist, mingled their natures through the lips. Discovery, earthquake and eclipse, her mother's chill rage, her father's tears, her sisters' dismay: all this and more she Restendured. She passioned like a young martyr. She admitted the facts without comment and accepted the consequences without a falter. They might have whelmed a greater heart than hers; turned on to the town, at two-and-twenty, a girl with the face and figure of a goddess, with fifty pounds between her and the devil. They might have sent her, at the least, weeping and trembling into Ingram's arms. But they did not. She was of finer clay. She took a lodging in Pimlico, and, to fit herself for employment, went to school. The commercial course which she chose was the shortest possible, but all that she felt she could afford. "My dear young lady, we can only promise you a smattering—really no more for the money." " It must start me," said Sanchia, and began. There was a month to run when Ingram found her, and glad as she was of him, doting and doted upon, in the first flood of youth and love, she persisted in it, finished it out, and got her diploma for what it was worth, before, as he put it, she would listen to reason. It sounded extremely reasonable to him, what he had proposed; and also to her, though Chevenix scorned its propounder. As Ingram put it to her, it attracted her new-born pride of knowledge. She was to flesh her steel, so to speak, in reality; in plainer words, she, with her smattering of accounts, was to manage a great house, an army of servants, possibly an estate. Excessively in love as she was, with all the music of it in her untried ears, she knew already in herself that her mind must have other food than her heart's rapture. I think she would have declined him altogether if he had proposed nothing more tangible to her than perpetual honeymoon. That was what Senhouse would have proposed to her—she saw that in every look of his, and read it in every line he sent her; but that had never attracted her. She had given Senhouse her confidence, but not yet her heart. Ingram's proposals, therefore, pleased her. She had not a sweet enough tooth, nor the taste for flattery which the other involved. She was entirely without vanity. Therefore, however little honorable and however much a lover of his ease Ingram may have shown himself in making them, his reasonable proposals were gratefully received. It was he who suggested, but she who took the lead. Harrow 463 She began immediately to plan her new career; was perfectly businesslike. Ingram was to leave London at once, and go to Wanless—to his duties of the bench, his delights of the field, cares of the farm. He was to announce to his household his intention of "settling down"; and he was to announce the advent of a housekeeper. In the very outset of his bliss he must needs do as she bade him. He went, and made her ways as smooth as they could be made. Her rooms were assigned to her; her duties mapped out, the exact range of her authority. Her wages were fixed, to be paid quarterly. She would take nothing else from him—no jewellery (she wore nothing but simple things, which had been given her by her parents or sisters—amber, a string of cowries, an agate heart, a bangle or two), no frocks. She was to have two hundred a year, and throughout her time to this present she had no more, and kept herself exquisitely upon it, with a sense of what was due to him, to herself, and to her position, which was admirable, unhesitating, and never at fault. In due time she arrived and entered upon her career. That which was unlawful seemed now justified; the secret intimacy, the wedded amity, the giving which was the dearest gain she had. Discretion, on her side unsleeping, on his the more effective because he never seemed to have any, secured them. There was no scandal among the neighbors; whatever the household may have suspected, very little was said. Within a year the servants were her slaves. The rector, it is true, reproached her for not going to church. She deprecated his indignation, but didn't go. Up to the day when we first met with her, her garden-hat in her hand, reading her telegram by the garden window, she had been eight years governor of Wanless—and for nearly two of those years alone. For the first two or three of them Ingram, revelling in his snug ease, with little to do but devise things—alterations, extensions, ventures into farming, and the like, which it was her delight to execute—never left the county, hardly cared to leave the estate. He entertained very sparingly; Chevenix came once or twice, his own brother, Maxwell Ingram; there were some dinnerparties to the countryside, hunt breakfasts, once a hunt ball. He endured these wearinesses, shrugging them away as soon as he 464 Restcould, to hasten from a dinner of dry toast and knives and forks to his room—the master's room—where supper, Sanchia, sweet intimacy awaited him. He spent thus by far the cleanliest and most sane years of his wayward life. She soothed, amused, stimulated him at once. He taught her all he knew of country lore, gave her, as they say, " the hang " of landed estate; he learned by teaching; he might have become a wholesome gentleman. But domestic business called him to London presently. He went, and was away three months, with lawyers, fierce threatenings from Claire, intermediaries, friends of both parties and the rest of them. He was worried, flurried, put into a rage; exploded, put himself a thousand times in the wrong; finally he came back to Wanless embittered and restless. He came back to find himself welcome, but not excessively so. At least, he thought not. His extensions, suggested in that first wonderful time—a range of glass-houses, new heating apparatus, acetylene-gas installations—were well advanced. Sanchia's brows were often knit over estimates, specifications, and bills. He had to pay for novelties from which the salt had evaporated; he was never very fond of paying, and now, it seemed, he wasn't very fond of what he had to pay for. Sanchia was kind to him, but there was a difference. She was as happy as the day was long, always at work, out-doors or in, had not a moment for him (business apart) until the very end of the day, when (at eleven or so) she dressed with care and went to him at his supper. Sanchia was perfectly happy, but he was not. He stayed six months that year—from April to September—but then went to Scotland, deer-stalking, shooting pheasants. He was back for Christmas and brought a houseful of guests—all men. Again she welcomed him, again she was kind. He was now a little blunted to the fine shades of Love, took his happiness as it happened to come, and could rub his hands over the household blessing she was. By and by, at the end of her fourth year, she took over the gardens as well as the house, was accepted by Mr. Menzies as his liege lady, and by young Clyde as much more than that. The estate management: home farm, woods, tenancies, were given up to her at the end of the fifth year, just before Ingram Harrow sailed for West Africa on a shooting expedition. By that time he had grown to depend upon her entirely for everything. She was become the faithful, well-tried wife of standing, which in a man of Ingram's bone means that nothing remained of love but entire confidence and occasional gratification. After this he left her for long periods together; for the whole of the eighth year he was abroad, "idiotically happy," as he had told her. During all this time no intercourse with her family—except those furtive letters from her adoring old father, which were pitiful to her, because they could not be answered as he would have had them: and nothing from her friend of the Open, who had at last got himself a mate. It seemed that she had made a clean break, and that nothing of what had made her dawning life sweet and sane was to mingle with the sweetness and sanity which she had brought into Wanless. And then—after six years—she caught herself looking back. And now—here was an end of the dream. If you are to ask me what had changed her regard for Ingram during that solitary year, so that she received him at the end of it as she did, I don't know that I can tell you all. Slowly discovery—of herself, of him —came to her, slowly combustible stuff was heaped within her; it slowly kindled, and smouldered long. No doubt he himself blew it into clear flame by his let-drop news of Claire's death. She had not known that: she never read the newspaper, having neither time for the world's affairs, nor interest in them. Suddenly, by that, she was offended; suddenly saw him as he really was, always had been, and always must be. Suddenly, also, she saw herself, as brimming with life, energy to live, and to make live, at the end of her music time. The folds fell from her eyes, she could see Ingram as a man, squalid. Nay, more: she could see him as a beast, ravening. Soon he gave her horror, so that she dared not look back upon her hours of blindness. Perhaps he had offended her by his silence—his two letters, which she had neither invited nor answered. That can hardly account for it, since she had not written to him of her own initiative. Their parting certainly had been discrepant; the clinging and wistfulness had been hers, though she had uttered nothing of comRestplaint or misgiving. But perhaps he had been too gay and nonchalant, a little too much the husband secure. For a week she had shivered at her loneliness; then she had plunged anew into the flood of affairs, and had come out, as from a cold bath, braced and tingling. Round went the wheels of Wanless. The house was new-papered, painted, carpeted. Every month brought new wonders to the garden; under Glyde's tuition, seeing with his eyes, watching with his tensity of vision, she had come closely into nature's arms. Perhaps she was unwise with the young man: the fact is, she never stopped to consider him. She liked him and his queer, secret, passionate ways. She took a royal line of her own. She required much of him, and if he made much of it, she didn't know it. She dreamed no harm to him or to herself. Her absorption in the business of the moment, or the needs, was so manifest that not even the maids, who saw her frequently with the youth, could have thought harm for a second. It was just Miss Percival all over—as " keen as mustard." Perhaps it was as much under Glyde's fostering as any other nurture that she came, during that year alone, to love the earth so well that she could appraise the worth of love. I don't know. It was a critical year for her. As she was anything but a fool, there's no doubt that she came, before the end of that year, to know what was the matter with Glyde. She had had experience—of herself and another—and he was utterly incapable of concealing his. Of course she knew what was the matter with him, and was tenderly and quietly amused. She approached him gradually, let herself play elder sister, and let him play what he chose, within severe limits, never overstepped by him, never unwatched by herself. He was a passionate, sensitive, inarticulate creature, hatchet-faced, gypsy-looking, sharp-eyed, scowling and thin. He always looked cold, mostly angry, and never seemed contented, even when his plants flowered themselves to death to please him. A woman, any woman, knowing that a man covets herpossession, stores her knowledge, exults in it in secret. It is a fund, a store against lean years or wry ones. You can see it throned sedately in her eyes when she is with him, however much she may feel his absurdity or presumption. So Harrow 4G5 it was with her. She was fully conscious of Struan's preposterous state, strictly the elder sister—never the patroness, for were they not bond-slaves both ? She patronized nobody at Wanless, yet, with a steady eye for distances, kept a perfect length, varying with each comer. With Mr. Menzies, lord of the gardens, so far on she came; with Frodsham, master of horse and hound, so far; with the engineer so far; with Minnie nearer; nearest of all with Mrs. Benson: her attitude to the stout woman was that of favorite pupil with a family governess of immemorial service. She could wheedle Mrs. Benson, and often did. The elder sister attitude was kept for young Glyde; she admonished, scolded, preached to him high doctrine of duty and honor; there was something benignant, a sort of pitying care shed from above. To him she may have been like Cynthia, stooping to the dreamer on Latmos. Whether she knew that, she must have known a good deal. She knew, for instance, that he kept vigil; for she had met him at night, as you have been told. She knew where to find him. Nothing had ever passed between them, of course, of her relations with the master. I don't think that she was aware of his sentry-go under the windows—first under Ingram's, then under hers. I am sure she was not, or he would have heard of it in plain terms, have seen her eyes grow cruel, and her mouth stretch to bleakness. She was capable of royal rage when she was offended. But that he hated Ingram must have been plain to her. But now, as she stood at gaze, lonely and pensive by the black pond, she saw that it was over, her busy life. She was at the end of her tether, must lose her power and the sense of it. She was to begin the world again, starting with her fifty pounds, and without that which had made it a pride before. With a little shiver of self-pity, a half sigh, and a tightening of the lips, she accepted her fate. That was her way. She regretted nothing, asked neither for mercy nor allowance. What she had done, she had done; if it was to be done with, she could not help that; she must go her way. Never for an instant did it enter her head that she could marry Ingram. Nothing that he had urged, or Chevenix counselled, made the smallest difference to her. She did not love Nevile any more; he was hor46G Restrible to her: enough of that. Whatever her fate was to be, she would accept it; she chose it so. Without reasoning it out, that was final for her. She had always had sic volo for her final cause. Stet pro ratione voluntas. Marriage, even nominal marriage, with Nevile was the accursed thing; none of it. And why ? Because she chose it so. This is very sublime. I sing, or Mr. Senhouse sings, a Goddess in her own Right. This is to be observed, or we fail. Persons have existed, and do yet exist, who are 'laws unto themselves, deliberate choosers of their fate, deliberate allies of Atropos with the shears ; who go what seems to us, shivering on the brink of things, a bright and blood-stained way, and furrow deeply into life, because it must be so, because so they will have it. Great ones of time, a Caesar or so, a Catherine, a Bonaparte, come handily to mind, who, wreaking countless woes, wrought evenly their own. And since greatness is a relative term, and time an abstraction of the mind, in their company, says Mr. Senhouse, was Sanchia Percival, and in her blue-clouded eyes was to be discerned seated, like a captain, foreknowledge of her own fate and the will to choose it. But as for Mr. Senhouse himself, at this time of envisaging of ways, I don't believe that he entered her head. Small blame to her either, seeing that the man, having renounced her or failed of her, as you please, had taken up with his Mrs. Germain and found her to be a Fact, as I have related. But to do wrong or right: the prerogative of choice: she arrogated that. So, I think, if the sister of the Far-Darter had ever stepped aside from the path of her lonely delight—as some have it she did on Latmos—she would have done it without shame. It would have been her pleasure and her choice; she would never change countenance or have to breast the flood of color. It must be hers to take up or discard an empire, or a Nevile Ingram of Wanless Hall. So, in her degree, did Sanchia Percival—of the stuff of goddesses. IX MRS. DEVEREUX having departed as impressively as might be expected of a lady with a sense of injury, there was little for Chevenix to do but to follow her; for Harrow whereas Mrs. Devereux considered herself badly treated by both parties in the house, the young man had to own that he had quarrelled with his host. " I laid for Nevile," he told Sanchia, "and he don't let me forget it, either. He don't like commentators on his text—never did. So he's making Wanless too hot to hold me." Sanchia, with rueful eyes, feared that this was her fault. " I'm very sorry," she said. " On all accounts I'm very sorry. I shall miss you. It was nice to see you again." "See me again," cried Chevenix, "as soon as you please; but not here—unless you feel you can make up your mind to settle down, as we call it." She shook her head. " I don't think I can. I think it might be wicked—as things are." Chevenix raised his eyebrows. " That's you all over, my dear. Other people's right is your wrong. Why question the decrees of the police ? They tell you that you may do what you please when you're married; but not before. But you won't have that. Of course, if you can't swallow Nevile, you can't—and there's an end of it. Only," he added, " there must be an end of it. You're in a false position—now." "According to you I always was," said the candid young lady, and made him change countenance. She shirked nothing. " I did think o sonce; all did, you weknow. Even your barefooted friend, What's-his-name " "Mr. Senhouse." "Beg your pardon. Mr. Senhouse, of course. Well, he didn't take it sitting down, so to speak. Did he now?" She considered. Her eyes grew gentle over the remembrances which this name called up. "He knew that I was right. Oh, yes. I'm sure of that. But he was frightened. He lost his nerve because " "Because it was you, my dear," said Chevenix briskly. She owned to that. " I shall see your people when I get to town," he told her. " I shall make a point of seeing Vicky, and your governor. And if I could drop in upon Senhouse, by George, I'd risk it. You don't know where he is just now, I suppose ? " " He was in the Black Forest when I last heard from him," she said, " and was going to the Caucasus—to collect plants. That was a long time ago. Three years, I should Restthink. He doesn't write now. He's married, you know." "Married?" he repeated, with open eyes. "I never knew that." "He married a Mrs. Germain—a widow." Chevenix stared, then slapped his leg. " Then that accounts for it. Didn't I tell you I met him when I went out to Brindisi to see Nevile off ?—met him on a steamer, with a pretty woman. That was Mrs. G. —his pretty woman. Good Lord, how rum!" He laughed, staring. Then, " What on earth did he do that for? She's not his sort. And I gave myself away—confoundedly—to each of 'em in turn. That's rather a bore. I was counting on him, you know. I thought you might want him." Sanchia made no reply. About the corners of her mouth there lurked the hint of a smile, which her wistful eyes belied. Chevenix watched her, but could make nothing of it. "He was a rum 'un," he continued. " The first time I saw him after you came up here was when I ran against him by chance in Norfolk somewhere. Spread abroad he was—in flannels—all his things strewn about. He had a little fire going, and a little pot on it. Doing a job of tinkering, he said, to oblige a lady. There was the lady, too, if you please, sitting on a bank, smoking a clay. She had a beard, and an old wide-awake on her head. Senhouse introduced me, I remember. He told me he was on his way north—Wastwater, I think. A planting job up there—or something. Rum chap, that! Oh, one of the very rummest! He asked me a lot about you. I didn't know how much he knew, so I went very pussy. The chap was as sharp as a needle. Spotted me. He said, ' My dear sir, I don't ask you what she is doing or where she is. I ask you if she is well.' Then I told him a lot—about you and Nevile, and all this business. I let out, I tell you. I was fairly deep in the thing— you know that I felt pretty badly, because it was my fault that you ever knew Nevile at all. Don't you suppose I've ever forgiven myself that, Sancie; never you suppose it. No, no." He was much moved. She, by a sudden impulse, put out her hand to him. He wrung it, and said, "Thanks, Sancie; thanks, my dear." Harrow 467 After a wrestling bout, he went on. " Do you know what that fellow said to me ? I should like you to know it. Mind you, he was yours, body and soul, then—whatever he may be now. I think he's yours still, for that matter—but then! He never concealed it—so far as I know—from anybody. Now, listen to me. He heard me out, never said anything till I'd done. Then he looked out over the marshes into the weather, and he said, 'No harm ever came to a good woman. I shall see her again, crowned.' Now, what do you say to that? Queer, isn't it?" Sanchia blushed deeply and bent her head. Chevenix marked her confusion, and varied his tone to suit the case. He became practical. " Now what'll he say about this new state of affairs, do you suppose?" She lifted her head. " He will think me in the right." Chevenix shrugged. "There's going to be trouble," he believed. "There's bound to be, just on that account. Nevile can be a brute when he's in the wrong, and knows it." Sanchia squared her jaw for the trouble. " He wants you back, you know, awfully —because you won't come. And the more he wants you the less he'll say so. That's the pride of the cobbler's dog. If he's uncomfortable, he'll scratch until he's comfortable again. And he says, ' If you can't get the best, take the next best,' and runs about with Mrs. Wilmot at his heels, and is bored all the time. That's Nevile all over." His eyes grew rounder. "You'll have to go, you know." She admitted that. " Yes, I must." Then she sighed. " I don't want to go. There's such a lot to be done here." " Yes, yes, my dear," said Chevenix with some irritation. " No doubt there is. But you can't afford it." He stammered out his next. " I should like to say, Sancie, that there's nobody on earth I respect—for whom I have more respect than for you. I don't understand your point of view—don't pretend to. But I know a fine thing when I see it. I'm not much of a chap, I know—no brains, and all that—simple, rotten chap, I know; but if we're not going to be friends I shall be unhappy." " We are, I hope," she said, smiling kindly at him. She gave him her hand. 468 Rest"Right. Sancie. Look here," he said sternly. " I'll punch Nevile's head for you, if you like." " I shouldn't like it at all," she assured him. " We're old acquaintances, you know. He'd take it from me, better than from any one else—like Senhouse." " Mr. Senhouse would never touch him," she was sure. He dropped in Chevenix's estimation immediately. " Quaker, eh ? I didn't know that." Sanchia explained. " He can't be changed in those sort of things. He would only use force against wild beasts." "Well," cried Chevenix, "what do you think Nevile's going to be? My advice to you is to get out as soon as you can. And when you're in town, command me." They parted firm friends. Mrs. Wilmot remained, against her inmost judgment, against her maid Purcell's clear advice, for one more day. The night of Chevenix's departure she was there, and on the morrow was to be conveyed to the Trenchards', across the county. Wanless had her steadily in its score pair of eyes for twenty-four hours, as Purcell, her maid, had foreseen. " You are doing a strange thing, ma'am, permit me to say." Purcell was an elderly spinster, who only required her own permission to say what she pleased. " You will be watched, and reported. I suppose I am not in the servants' hall for nothing." Mrs. Wilmot said feebly that she supposed she was there for meals. Purcell stiffened her wiry neck. "Meals, ma'am! In the best houses there's a second table. The butler may be there, and perhaps the valet. The lady's maid, of course. But where there's no lady, one may put up with the cook, though the cook in such houses is rarely a female. But the housekeeper here! A Miss Percival! Dines alone—or is said to—and the cook sits at the head of the table. This is no house for you, ma'am." The lady gave a little cry and hoisted a white shoulder. "Oh, Purcell, you are hurting me dreadfully. Do be more gentle with me. You are tearing my hair out by handfuls. What can it matter to you where Miss—where the housekeeper dines?" "Ho," said Purcell, "little or nothing— to me, ma'am. I cannot help my thoughts. But I keep them to myself. Not one word Harrow in this house—down-stairs—of Miss Percival. Not one word. They keep their mouths shut, I promise you. And their eyes open. But what you will, you will. As for Mr. Ingram, the less I say the better." "Much the better," said Mrs. Wilmot, fretfully wriggling under the comb. That fine afternoon—April budding into May—she listened to Ingram in the garden. Of all sounds in the world the sweetest music for her ear was made by a man's voice embroidering the theme—" You are lovely, you are cruel, I die." Ingram's descant on the golden theme was querulous, after his manner. He took his lover's smarts, as one must suppose them, hardly. As thus: You are lovely—but what's that to me, if I can't touch you ? You sting my eyes, you inflame, you wound—or I think you do: here am I, tied by the leg to a dead woman—for dead to me she is, the she-cat Sanchia—looking at you because I can't help myself. You are soft and lax, you purr when I stroke you; I could make a pet of you. Was ever a man of property and station in such a case? You are cruel—because, though I could put out my hand and take you, yet you expect me to do it. That's all over, for me. I've done that sort of thing—Sanchia knows. Now I must trouble you to advance. I'm sick of life on these terms: you could make life worth living. I must really trouble you; sorry to seem languid, but I am languid. You, with your fine sensibilities, ought to be the first to feel that; but no: you wait, looking exquisite, with eyes like dark-brown water, and a mouth, a mouth like a flower. You soft gossamer beauty, I could crush you where you hover; but you won't come and be crushed. Certainly, you are cruel. / die. He avoided that. It was absurd. She thought for one moment that he hinted it when he said, shrugging off his ranges of hot-house: "Good of their kind, I fancy. But what good are they to me—a solitary beggar? I never go into 'em, you know. I thought I should take an interest, when I had 'em put up. It looked like it. But now! who cares whether I go into 'em or not? Who cares whether I live or die?" There had been a pathetic ring there. She had murmured a gentle rebuke; her Resteyes had brimmed, reproaching him. It was then that he had taken her hand, at the going-out from the fig-house. "Ruth," he had said, "my kind, pretty Ruth." Then he stooped his head and kissed her. Through three pairs of doors Glyde, in the peach-house, had seen the act, and paused in his spraying. It was over in a minute. The pair strolled away and passed out of the walled garden. Glyde, who had turned very white, compressed his lips and went back to his work—like a machine. Presently a light step made him start, look guardedly up, watch and wait. Sanchia, bare-headed, fresh and debonair, came in, like a stream of west wind. Her eyes beamed her health and pleasure. " Oh, Struan," she said, "do come and see the Susianas. They are on the very point of opening. Do come. There's nobody about. They've gone down to the river." He could not face her, knowing what he knew. But he could not resist her either. " I'll come," he said, and followed her. She went gayly and eagerly. " You've never done so well with them as this year. I counted a dozen. Huge! I felt rather miserable this morning—I've been worried rather. I thought I would just see what they would do for me. They made me feel ashamed of myself. Their strength, their contentedness—just to grow, and be strong and well! Nothing more. What else ought we to want? Food—the sun—strength to grow! Isn't that enough?" Out of the warm brown soil, sheltered by the eaves, the iris clump made a brave show. Its leaves like gray scymitars, its great flower-stems like spears. Stiffly they reared, erect, smooth, well-rounded; and each was crowned with the swollen bud of promise. She displayed them proudly, she counted them, made him check her counting. She glowed over them, fascinated by their virile pride. Struan watched her more than her treasures. He was pale still, and bit his lip; had nothing to say. She knelt and took one of the great stalks tenderly in her hand. A kind of rapture was upon her, a mystic's ecstasy. She passed her closed hand up and down, feeling the stiff smoothness; she clasped and pressed the bursting bud. " Feel it, Struan, feel it," she said. " It's alive." He turned, shaking, away. "They say," she went on, caressing the Harrow 469 bud, "that this is really the Lily of the Annunciation. It's a symbol, I've read. Gabriel held one in his hand when he stood before Our Lady. Did you know that?" Glyde broke out. "Don't. Don't. Come away. I must speak to you—quickly—if I dare. Come away from here." He spoke fiercely, meaning what he said. Grave,sobered, she arose and followed him. He drew her after him to the yew-tree walk, to the enclosure at its end, where the leaden Faun capered and grinned. There he faced her. "You must leave this place," he said shortly. She looked to the ground. " I know," she replied in a low voice. " Every moment you stop here insults you, puts shame upon you. Shame! And on you! It's not bearable. It's not to be suffered. I'll not suffer it, for one." At this she lifted her head, and reproved him by a look. It was mild, queenly mild, but not weak. It said, " I can't hear you." He understood it so. " Who says I may not speak to you ? Who else is to speak to you, if I don't? How can you bear yourself, and speak nothing? Is it natural?" He seemed on the point of angry tears; with a gesture infinitely kind she bore with him. Her hand just touched his arm. "Dear Struan," she said, "I know how nice you mean to be to me; I am very grateful to you. Of course I am going away. But I have been happy here—lately, and shall be most unhappy to go. I have so many friends here." Then, after looking at him, reflecting, she added, " Of course I know-that you care." "Care!" he cried out, scornfully. "Do you think that I've watched you, in and out, for three years, without caring? Do you think that I have schooled myself to put up with—with him—without caring? And when I thought that he was coming back here to—to prove himself an honorable man —I thanked the Lord. Yes, I did that. I was ready to go when I knew he was coming back for that. I told you I would go—and I meant it. I should have cut my heart out and left it here, and gone away—clean away, glorifying and praising God. But—oh, it's hideous, hideous! You are discarded —you! Cast off—you! Peerless as you are—you! Oh, my Saviour, what's this!" He broke away, and sobbed. He dashed 470 Resthis arm over his eyes, in a rage with himself. She was very gentle with him now. She put her hand on his shoulder, and though he shook it off, put it there again. " You hurt me, Struan, really. If you are my friend, you will n'ot talk to me about these things. Really I can't hear you. It would be wrong." He lifted his head as at a challenge. "Nothing that you did could be wrong." She saw that he was justifying deeper things than her mere listening or not listening. But she would not admit it to him. " Yes, it would. At any rate, we won't talk about it. I can't explain any better. I hope you see." " Of course I see," he said. " Dog that he is. But he's insulting you. He had better have died than do as he does." She looked steadily but gently at him, shook her head, sighed and left him. Out of hot and blinded eyes, he peered after her; then with a sob he was by her side. He said, between his teeth, "Damn him, he shall pay for this." She shook her head, smiling rather dismally. " He will never pay. I believe the woman always does that." The lad gasped and made a movement towards her. He could not control himself—he shook. " Not you—never you. I'll die for you— and you know it." X MRS. WILMOT stayed for the better part of a week longer than she had intended, and then, perceiving by subtle but unmistakable signs that she would wiselier go, went. To Wanless that had been a week of strain; the air was charged with trouble. One could not have pointed to anything—it was beyond the range of weathercock or glass; but everybody felt it. Sanchia, graver than she was wont to be, pushed herself sharply from duty to duty, and avoided sympathy by a dry manner. Or she was obtuse, affecting a foolish interest in trivialities. She never went into the garden, and saw nothing of young Glyde. Mrs. Benson, glooming thunder from her brows, Minnie with scare in her russet eyes turned PurcelPs feasts into fasts. The wiry tire-woman, to do her justice, was as uncomfortable as any of them; but loyalty spurred her to feats of endurance undreamed of by any but servants. Harrow They, in a world of their own, where speech is rare, and skins rarer, where everything must be done by glances and hints, are perhaps more aware of themselves than any other children of men. They are forever judging their betters: how shall they escape from judgment of each other? Judge not, says the Book; but if you pry for vice, what can you be yourself but a prying ground ? So Purcell agonized, and felt her very vitals under the hooks. The case was past praying for. She suffered and was dumb. At last the delicate beauty, seeing Adonis faint in the chase—for Ingram as a lover was languid and gloomy—was helped into her lacy draperies, helped into the carriage, driven to the station; and Ingram, on horseback, rode by her side. He helped her into the train, stored her with magazines, kissed her mouth, revolted at her tears, and returned sulkily, with hard-rimmed eyes, at a foot's pace to his halls. Midway of the carriage-drive, instinctively, he tightened the rein; for Glyde stepped out of the undergrowth some ten paces ahead, and stood, waiting for him. He was dressed, not for the garden (in shirt-sleeves and baize), but in his blacks, and had a soft felt hat on his head, basin-shaped, with the brim over his eyes. "Now what the devil does that chap want, play-acting here?" was Ingram's inquiry of the universe. Glyde, as the horse drew level, came within touch of his flank, and told Ingram that he wished to speak with him. "Eh? " said Ingram; and then, "Oh, what a nuisance!" He felt himself injured. "Well, what is it, Glyde?" Glyde said, " I wish to give notice, if you please." The manner of address was curt and offensive. "Oh, do you?" Ingram said. "Well, then, you had better do it in the proper way. See Miss Percival about it, will you ?" He pressed his knees in as if to continue his way. Glyde, however, stood by the horse's head. " I have seen Miss Percival about it, Mr. Ingram," he said. " I saw her—a week ago. And now I've got to see you about it." Ingram looked at him sharply—a sudden stiffening of the spine: spine stiff and eyes sharp, acting together. What he saw made him the more alert. " What on earth do you mean ? " he asked. Rest Harrow" I'll tell you," said Glyde. " I'm free of your service from this minute, so I'll tell you. I say that you are a damned scoundrel, and that you know it." A concentration of many grudges, kept very still, as by white heat, characterized this remarkable speech. Ingram blenched. "By George, my man!" he said, "you'll have to make that good." Glyde said, "And I will. You have behaved, you are behaving, like a dog in this house; and you're to take a dog's wages." Ingram jumped in his saddle, rose in his stirrups. "By God!"be said, "by God—" but he said no more. Glyde sprang up at him where he stood above his saddle, unseated—sprang up at him took him by the shoulders, and then, dropping, pulled him off his horse. The freed animal, started, kicked out, shook his head, and cantered freely homeward. Glyde, having Ingram on the ground, took him by the collar of his jacket and belabored him with his open hand. He cuffed him like a schoolboy, boxed him about the ears and face, shook him well, and then cast him into the young bracken of his own avenue. "There's for you, seducer," he said; and that done, he walked steadily up the road, toward the lodge gates. Ingram, on his feet, in a rage which was the most manly he could have suffered, went after him at a run, and caught him up. "You blackguard!" he said, and panted. "Turn and fight with me!" Glyde stopped. " I'll not fight you, Ingram," was his measured reply, "because I've that in me which would kill you. No mercy for you there. You can do as you please; you can send me to jail or not; but you shan't get me hanged. I've something to do with my life—as much of it as you leave me; and I want it." As Ingram glared at him, crimson now, with bulging eyes and teeth at lips, the other went on: "I'm going no further to-day than my lodging. Your police will find me there when you send 'em. I shan't fight them, because I can't afford it; and I shan't fight you, dog that you are, for the same reason." Ingram cursed and sprang at him, but Glyde stiffened his arm and held it off. Master was no match for man, and felt no better for the knowledge of that. It did serve, however, to bring him to his senses. He saw that he was making an ass of himself. "You'll hear more of this, Glyde," he said, and turned and walked rapidly back to the house. Mortification inflamed his rage; his furious walking blew into it a sense of incurable injury. Injury, shocked pride, and animal heat, all together, made a devil of him. He went directly to his room, and rang the bell. "Send Miss Percival to me," he told Minnie, "at once." Then he waited for her, with a face like a rat's. XI SHE might have gathered warning from Minnie's panting summons, but had been busy over her accounts and had noticed nothing amiss. "He wants you, Miss Percival! Don't go!" She had scarcely heard. She said, "Who wants me? Mr. Ingram? I'll come"; and through the maid's stammered " I wouldn't, oh, I wouldn't!" had gone. The face he showed her from his bureau, where he sat huddled over a litter of papers, prepared her instantly for crisis; snarling, white, and wicked, yet it had tragedy in it— as if he knew that he had himself to reckon with beyond all. For some time he seemed not to see her, though he looked at her. He sat glooming, like a man dumb in high fever, working his lower jaw, screwing and unscrewing his hands. Afterwards she believed that he had been groping for the cruellest thing he could say, and was goaded into what he did say by the sense that he could find nothing. "So that was your work! Your choice way! To set one of my own servants to club me." She looked at him blankly; but her face glowed with sudden fire. "I haven't the least notion what you mean. Who has clubbed you ? " His eyes flickered. " Glyde. Your friend. You seek your champions all about, it seems. You make things snug for yourself. It's master or man with you—it's all one." He spluttered his venom broadcast. She held up her head. "Are you insulting me ? " He wheeled round full in his chair. "Is it possible to insult you?" At that she lowered her panoply of fire, 472 Restand grew still. " I see that you are. I can't allow that." He foamed. "Bullies in your hire. Now I see what Bill Chevenix was after. And Glyde—faugh! who else?" She watched him steadily, without fear or disgust. His words held no meaning for her. " I think you must be mad," she said. " It will be better if I go." He scoffed at her. "Better! You are right." He rose in his place. " You'll go to-day." Sanchia regarded him deeply, almost curiously, as if he had been a plant, interesting for its rarity. " Naturally," she said, and left him in his staring fit. The ordered little realm of Wanless went on its diurnal course. Luncheon was served at two by a trembling parlor-maid; the coffee was set in the hall, the cigar-box, the spirit-flame. Frodsham came for orders, Mr. Menzies reported Glyde absent without leave. These things were done by rote: yet the whole house knew the facts. Sanchia, dining in the middle of the day, plied her knife and fork with composure. It was her way to face facts once for all, tussle with them, gain or lose, and be done with them. She had been angry with Glyde, but now could think of him as " poor Struan," Punchinello in a rustic comedy. Of Ingram, deliberately, she thought nothing. It had been necessary to survey her feelings of eight years ago, to make a sour face of disgust over them, before she could shake them out of her head. Now they were gone, and he with them: the world, with May beginning, was too sweet a place for such vermin to fester in. She had swept and ridded herself, rinsed her mouth with pure water, and now could sit to her dinner and review her plans. But the storm burst over Wanless. At half-past four Minnie came into her room, breathless, Mrs. Benson stertorous in her traces. Minnie wailed, "Oh, Miss! oh, Miss Sanchia! oh, dear Miss Percival! what's going to become of us? Struan's beaten the master, and the sergeant's here!" " Apes and tigers! "—Mrs. Benson tolled like a bell—"Apes and tigers! What says the Book?" Sanchia let them run, so the distorted Harrow tale was pieced together. At a quarter to twelve—it must have been that, because Emma heard the stable clock chime the half-hour—Struan was seen in his blacks. He came out of the wood-house, an ash plant in his hand. "Apes and tigers, apes and tigers!" from Mrs. Benson—his face was dreadful to see. Who said so ? Who saw him ? Not Minnie, for sure. It was Bella the laundry maid—she saw him from the window, and had a turn. The window was open. "Why, Struan!" she said—but lie told her to shut mouth and eyes. " The less you see, or know," he said, " the better for you." Poor Struan, with his tragedy airs! Bella told that to Minnie, and that she would never forget it to her dying day. It turned the beerin her stomach, she said— and now she was lying down. As he went out of the yard, a cloud came over the sun, and Bella felt the chill. She had the gooseflesh all up her back. That, they say, betokens a person walking over your grave. Somewhere in England we all have our grave-ground lying green under turf. It awaits the spade and the hour. In the morning it is green and groweth up—this was Mrs. Benson's piece, but Minnie had the rest of the stage. The saddle-horse came flinging into the yard at one o'clock—no later. That's certain, because Frodsham was at his after-dinner pipe—or should have been, instead of which he came running in after him. Just about that time, or maybe a little before, Mr. Menzies had been asking for Struan. Where was he ? Did any one ever see such a wastrel ? No man's account, he called him. Mrs. Benson tolled her apes and tigers all. It was Minnie had seen the master, when the bell pealed. She had gone with her heart in her mouth—and oh, his collar and tie! His red ear! She had never seen anything like his face, and never must again on this side of the tomb. Wicked, oh, wicked! He showed his teeth. His face was as white as a clout. His voice was like a nutmeg-grater. " Miss Percival—here— at once." It was all he said. She did her bidding, for servants must—but her heart bled for Miss Percival, and she felt like fainting at any minute when she waited at luncheon. He drank brandy—jerked his head toward the sideboard when he wanted more. Never said a word. And how Resthe ate, wrenching at his food! Fit to choke him. How she had lived through luncheon she didn't know at all. But that Struan, that quiet in an ordinary way, should have dared—with a stick in his violent hand! And the sergeant ready for his warrant— stiff in the hall "A villain has got his deserts," boomed Mrs. Benson. "My dear, you're going, it seems, and I with you. This is no place for a young lady—no, nor ever was, God be good. I know my place, to all parties; but I know that better—and now it's come upon us like a thief in the night. Well, well, well—my pretty young lady! Old women must put up with what they get, we all know—but not murders in gentlemen's seats: no, nor beastly doings in and out of doors. I shall go, my dear, when you go— ah, me! When the wicked man . . . but he's got his deserts. What! a widower— with duty and pleasure before him—combined for once, and no thanks to him!—to dally with a French doll—movable eyes and separate teeth and all—when he might have gone on his knees to a splendid young lady! And Fd have kept him there to say his prayers, which he's never done before—not since his mother died, poor old gentlewoman, worn out by the gnashings of a tiresome, God-Almighty, wicked old man, and a slip of sin whom nothing was too good for. Not in this world, no! But it will be made up to him in the next, by the unquenchable worm—as he'll find out when he tries his'Down, dog' tricks; his'Drop that, will you ?' None of that down there in the fire. What says the Book ? My dear, my dear!" and she took the girl i \ her arms with a fine look about her of Niobe amid arrows, " I've a bosom for your head and a roof to shelter us both, and we'll see what we shall see. There's castles and towers for the great oneyers and their minions; but mine is in the Fulham Road, my dear; my own property out of a building society that does business for the widow and the orphan— makes it their special line, as I understand, and have treated me squarely throughout —that I will say. Yes, yes, and I'll tend you fairly, will Sarah Benson, widowed mother of a graceless son, who can feel for her poor dead mistress, mother of a worse. My lamb, you shall want for nothing." Fast in a good pair of arms, Sanchia snuggled and smiled. She patted Mrs. Harrow 473 Benson's cheek, and put up her lips to her. Minnie, like a thawing ice-pack, ran rivers of water. "You are good to me," she said; "you are sweet to me. I don't mind anything when I can be sure of such friends. But you mustn't leave, you know. Really, you ought not. I shan't forget you, be sure of that, whether you stay or go." Mrs. Benson crooned over her. "Oh, you're not one that forgets, my precious, with your golden heart. And there's more than me will find it out." She wiped her spectacles, breathing on the glasses, and Sanchia shook out her plumage, escaped from the nest. Ingram, without knocking, came into the room. His rage was now cold and keen. He took in conspiracy with one glance at the three. He spoke to Minnie. " I have been ringing for twenty minutes. The brandy in my room, and some soda-water. At on^e." Scared Minnie fled. Then he turned half to Sanchia, but didn't look at her. " I understood that you were leaving this afternoon. You had better order a fly. There's the telephone." He held out an envelope. " I think that you will find this correct." Sanchia was at her bureau. " Put it on the table, please," she said, without turning; and while Ingram hovered, Mrs. Benson, heaving like the sea, gathered into a combing wave and, breaking, swallowed him up. " Money—ah! You come with money to a lady of the land! Offer me money, Mr. Ingram, if you dare. Your bread I've eaten, having baked it, and your father's bread, and not choked yet, though each mouthful might be my last. By every word out of the mouth of God, says the Book; and what shall he say of you? I've watched for this, I've seen it coming. You keep long accounts, but there's One keeps longer —and in his head, as we read. To breaking mother's heart so much, to scandal of matrimony so much—and to perjury and dirty devices—wicked dalliance—so much. When she came here—this fine young lady, so fresh and sweet—I waited. I shook my fist at you, Mr. Ingram; ' I know what this means,' I said,' a false tongue and a young heart.' And I waited, I tell you—for I could do nothing else. She could have come to me at any hour of any day and welcome; Rest Harrow and I'd have told her, 'He's bad—he's rotten at the heart. He'll tire of you— neglect you—trick you—and cast you out' But she was too proud for that, she bore it all, and not a word. And she did your work as never before, not in your time, nor your father's time; and made friends of the poor, and kept her place—sweetly and smoothly it was done. And you on your travels: with foreign women- •" Ingram now emerged from the flood. " Are you mad ? " he said. A dreadful calm came over Mrs. Benson, succeeding the tempest. '"I am not mad, most noble Festus,'" she said; "but I am mother of a graceless son, and will not be cook to another. I leave your service from this hour. Your dinner is a-making, and Emma is a steady worker." She turned to Sanchia. "The best vegetable hand I ever had under me, Miss Percival, and I've had a score." One further cut at Ingram she allowed herself. " I would not take a penny piece of your money now, not to save my darling from the lions." "You won't get it, you know," said Ingram. " But you've had lots of 'em." She braved that truth. "And earned them, Mr. Ingram, as you know, better than I do." Ingram, ignoring her, observed quietly to Sanchia, "The sooner the better, I think." That was the manner of his farewell. It was not the way she would have chosen to leave; but she reasoned with herself, as she packed her belongings, that it was probably the best way. There was no time and little inclination for sentiment. Now, it is almost certain that had a term been ahead of her, whose end could be felt nearing, there would have been good-bys, last interviews, and last interviews but one, which are apt to be more poignant than those of the last moment of all. Even as it was there were threatenings of emotion. Wan-less was stirred deeply. Mr. Menzies brought in a nosegay, and grasped her hand. " You will be sorely missed here, Miss Percival, sorely missed. Less said's the sooner mended; but you're a true young lady, greatly to be deplored." " Good-by, Mr. Menzies," she had said, "and thank you a thousand times for " " They are from my own plot of ground," said the grizzled gardener, and looked away. She had his tulips in her hand, and now buried her face in them. "Then I love them all the better," she told him; and put in a word for Struan. " Be kind to him when you see him again— please do." Mr. Menzies became far-sighted. He had very blue eyes. "Ahem!" he said, in his Scotch fashion. "He'll not be here again, I doubt. He'll be away, the headstrong young man." But he warmed to it. "Ay," he said, "ay, Miss Percival. For your sake, I'll listen to what he has to tell me." She felt that she must be content with that. Each servant in degree must be dealt with, and Minnie comforted in her place. She was all for going that night; but had a mother and four sisters in Doncaster—all at home. Would Miss Sanchia forgive her, and accept of this prayer-book? Miss Sanchia would; kissed her and did. In the carriage-drive she told Mrs. Benson of her immediate intention. "I must say good-by to Struan. We will stop at his cottage on the way. There's plenty of time." Mrs. Benson was strongly against it, but rather showed her mind than declared it. Mischief enough had been done through that youth—and in him, she doubted. Better let him alone. Are you to countenance violent hands ? Raised against them in authority? Then where's authority? Where are Principalities and Powers? Much as she contemned Ingram, she was on his side against S' man any day. On the other hand, Sanchia was, in a manner, her guest, and could not be spoken to plainly about it. She could only shake her head. " He's better alone, Miss Percival, alone with his devil. While the fit's on him, let 'em fight it out. And what can he be—to the likes of you?" " He's always been a friend of mine," she said. " He's been very foolish, very wicked; he had no business whatever to do as he did —to put me in the wrong. I'm angry with him, and he will see that I am. But—" Mrs. Benson knew the force of that "but." It had brought the young lady to Wanless. Yet Mrs. Benson might have triumphed if she would. Sanchia, at the cottage door, was met by the anxious tenant of it, with whom Struan lodged. "He's not here, RestMiss," she was told, and then, " Oh, Miss, they've took him away. The sergeant's come for him and took him. And we hear—" There had been no stopping her, but by Sanchia's way. She walked into the cottage and put up her veil. She showed a pale, sad face. "How dreadful! I must write a note. Will you let me write here, and leave it with you —to give him when he comes?" She wrote in pencil: " My dear Struan, I am very sorry. You made me angry, but I am sorry now. I came to say good-by, as I am going away. Mrs. Benson is with me. See Mr. Menzies when you can. He has promised to help you, and, of course, I will too, if I can. Yours always, S. P." With the fold of the envelope to her tongue she paused, reflective. Then she took the note out again, read it over, and ran her pencil through the last letter of her signature. And, taking two Parma violets from the knot at her breast—a recent gift from Wan-less—she put them within the paper. This she did deliberately—as the Fates would have her. Addressing " Mr. S. Glyde, by Mrs. Broughton," she gave her letter in charge. "Be sure to give it him when he comes back," she said. Then she and her protector were driven to the station. XII As Chevenix, once his friend, had said often, Nevile, when his back was up, shrank from nothing. Even while the Hall was in tempest, the sergeant had visited Glyde as he sat at his tea. They nodded to each other, while the officer stood powerfully in the doorway. Glyde's strong teeth bit through a crust. " I know your errand," he said. Sergeant Weeks replied, "I can't doubt it." Impassivity became him; he figured the law as the everlasting hills. Glyde, in his way, was impressive. Between long draughts from his tea-cup he asked, "Where's your warrant?" The sergeant produced his folded paper, opened and scanned it, to see that all was in order, before he passed it into the room. "Here 'tis for you, made out by Sir Trevor Gell. Why, man!" he broke out, humanely indignant, " what in thunder were you about?" A flaxen-haired child, nursing a doll, edged herself through a door ajar, and Harrow 475 gazed blue-eyed upon the pair. Glyde saw her. "That's my business," he said. "Run away, Flo. I'll tell, or I'll not tell, in my time and place—which aren't here, saving your presence." He got up and put his hand on the child's poll. " Well, I'm your man," he added. The sergeant blinked. " Nay, nay, you can finish your tea. I'll just step in and smoke my pipe with you. 'Tisn't often I get the chance, in the daylight." "Right," said Glyde, and poured off the rest of his brew. Flo's finger went into her mouth. The sergeant lit, the sergeant puffed. A remark seemed proper. "Seemingly," he said, "there's a storm about. 'Tis like to be the end of our spell of fair." Glyde laughed; but there had been no side-thrust. A police officer is not gnomic. Safety, for him, lies in smooth running. Thus, every man is a potential criminal; but every criminal, once taken, is a fellow-man. Nobody could have been more tactful than he while Glyde made his preparations to depart. Mrs. Broughton was in tears, Flo sobbed in her mother's apron; but Glyde spoke plain words of comfort. "Don't take on, Mrs. Broughton; this is a small matter to what's been done. You'll see to my things, I know. The papers here may be valuable—who knows ? A deal of candle has gone up in smoke over them— rivers of ink! I'll ask them of you when I come back." He took with him his Virgil and Sanchia's Dante—nothing else. At the lodge gates he mounted the cart, the sergeant after him, and by six of the evening was lodged in Felsboro' jail. There he lay for a week, awaiting Petty Sessions. There was a full bench, a crowded court when the accused was brought in. The hush that preceded him and the buzz when he stood up made Ingram set his teeth. The reporters, with racing pen, cleared the ground. Thus the world might read of "The Squire of Wanless, every inch a soldier," in one journal, and of "Nevile Ingram Esquire of Wanless Hall" in another. There are no politics in police-reports; but broadcloth is respectable. The prisoner was described as " Struan Glyde, twenty-three, a sickly looking young man, who exhibited symptoms of nervousness." It was allowed that he spoke " firmly 476 Restbut respectfully to the Bench," but, on the other hand, "to the complainant he showed considerable animosity, and more than once had to be reproved by the chairman." The proceedings were short. "At the close there was a demonstration, which was immediately checked by the police." Glyde, in fact, was revealed as a hatchet-faced young man, slim as a Hindu, and olive-complexioned, having light, intent eyes and very long eyelashes. Nervous he undoubtedly was; he twitched, he blinked, he swallowed. He looked effeminate to one judge; another said of him to his neighbor, " As hardy as a hawk." A newspaper called him "puny," a rival "as tough as whip-cord." It depended upon your reading of him—whether by externals or not. He had a quiet, fierce way with him, a glare, the look of a bird of prey. He was very self-possessed. All the papers observed it. Ingram, playing his privilege to the last ounce, told his tale to his brother magistrates, shortly, but with considerable effect. He had had occasion to dismiss a servant, and the prisoner had taken upon himself to resent it. Yes—in answer to a question— a female servant. Prisoner had attacked him in his own carriage-drive, had pulled him out of the saddle before he knew what he was about, and had beaten him while on the ground. He had no witnesses. There had been none. His voice, as he chopped out his phrases, was dry, his tone impartial. He took no sides, stated the facts. He spoke to the chairman—even when he replied to the question, which made him, for a moment, take breath; and he never once looked at the accused. The Bench consulted together. Old Mr. Bazalguet, the chairman, leaned far back in his chair and gazed at the ceiling, while two younger justices whispered to each other across his portly person, peering sideways at Ingram, who showed them his smooth head and folded arms. Colonel Vero was drawing angels on his blotting paper. Then they settled themselves, one of them with a shrug, and Sergeant Weeks told of the arrest. Accused had declined to make a statement, but had spoken certain words to his landlady, one Mrs. Broughton, to the effect that what was to come was " nothing" to what had been done. He had left in her charge papers, which the sergeant had afterwards examined, and now Harrow had in his care. This had led to a brief interlude. Mr. Bazalguet had caught the word. "Papers? What papers?" he asked. "Newspapers?" " No, sir," said Sergeant Weeks. " They were writings. Poetry and the like—and foreign tongues." The Bench sat up, and now Glyde had the hawk look in his light eyes. Ingram stifled a yawn and impressed the Bench. Mr. Bazalguet, inclining his head to either side, inquired only with his eyebrows. Did we want these papers? Should we, perhaps, for form's sake, examine them? Mr. Max Fortnaby was of opinion that we should. As they were handed up, the prisoner, who had been wetting his lips, said plainly, "There's nothing in them about this business," and was reproved by Sergeant Weeks. A formidable pile of MS. was passed up by the clerk, whose deprecating glances were not lost upon the chairman. But Mr. Max Fortnaby cut open the budget in the midst, and peered in. uJ anna vel domina penitus crudelior •ipsa"—he read. It was a footnote. He lifted his eyebrows—then his eyes upon the accused. "Propertius? You know Latin?" " I know some, sir." He returned to the MS., then again to Glyde. " You are a bit of a poet, I see." "Yes, sir. I hope so." " If it leads you to battery, my young friend—" was his private comment. To Mr. Bazalguet he whispered, " The fellow's got scholarship. We might give these back, I think." Mr. Bazalguet was only too happy, and Glyde saw his offspring returned. Sergeant Weeks, safe in Mr. Fortnaby's good opinion, scrupulously wrapped and tied them. Mr. Fortnaby said, "Let them go back to his landlady," and caught the prisoner's eye. It was now time to ask him whether he had anything to say. Glyde, perfectly master x)f himself, said that he pleaded guilty, but would like to put a few questions. The chairman, biting the tips of his fingers, nodded, and Mr. Fortnaby watched him. Facing Ingram, who looked always to the chairman, Glyde asked, " Did you dismiss your servant, as you put it, before I met
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Rest Harrow you, or afterwards?" All eyes flew from Glyde to Ingram. " Actually, afterwards," it was explained. "But the thing was understood before." "By whom?" "By me," said Ingram, "and—" He stopped there. A very interesting struggle, momentary and done in silence, took place. Glyde was daring Ingram to bring in Sanchia's name, and Ingram could not do it. "And—" said Glyde. "And by whom ?" Ingram paused, biting his lips. He was pale. He took a long breath, and then said, "And by you, I have no doubt." " Thank you," Glyde said. Then he began again. " Did you ask me to fight with you?" " I believe I did." "And I refused?" "Yes," said Ingram; "you did." " Did I say that I didn't fight with dogs ? " Ingram smiled at the chairman. "You did not." " I say so now," said Glyde, and stirred the court. Mr. Bazalguet interfered. " You mustn't talk like that, Glyde. We can't have it, you know." Colonel Vero added, " Certainly not," and stretched his long legs out. Glyde recovered himself, and begged pardon. He was told that he might go on, in reason, but declined. "Thank you, sir. I think I'll leave it so. I own to what I did." He was told that he could be dealt with summarily, or sent for trial. "I'll take it from you, gentlemen," he said, and settled himself reposefully. The Bench drew together, with the clerk intervening. Mr. Bazalguet, double-chinned and comfortable squire, was disturbed by this case. What troubled him was that Ingram had not been straightforward. What was this dismissal of a servant? He knew, and therefore he asked the question. Fortnaby knew also, but didn't intend to say. Everybody, indeed, knew. Romance appeals to us all in divers ways; and it was actually romance which settled Clyde's romantic 9 ff n 1 r Fortnaby, Maximilian Fortnaby, had been a school-master, had succeeded to an estate at forty, and retired. He, with his keen face and trim whiskers, leaning his head on his hand, thus spoke in undertones, and carried the day: "The case is clear. The young man's taught himself tongues, and has poetry. He's been taught other things, too, and has got some of them wrongly. One thing he ought to learn is that to relieve your feelings is not the way to help the oppressed. He's set himself up for a champion, and tongues have got to work. I should give him three months." Mr. Bazalguet looked at the clerk, who said it was a bad case. Mr. Ingram was a magistrate and—the maximum was two years. The third magistrate saw his way to impressing himself; "Make it six months," he said. The chairman agreed with him, until Colonel Vero said, " I should give him a year." That shocked him. "It'll take a long time for it to blow over, you know," he whispered to Fortnaby, who smiled and shrugged. " I don't suppose six will hurt him. He'll be able to write after a bit." " Ingram will go abroad, you know," said Mr. Bazalguet. " Did you happen to know the—party ? " Fortnaby looked up quickly. " I ? Oh, dear no! But I gather that the less we say the better. It was not an ordinary servant." Mr. Weir, the third magistrate, said, "A lady, I hear," but his colleagues ignored him. Then they all sat up, and the clerk sank into the well. "Glyde," said Mr. Bazalguet, "you will have to go to prison for three months, with hard labor. I hope this will be a warning to you. I do indeed." The prisoner was removed amid murmurs. There was some cheering outside the court—at which Ingram grimly smiled. But he was very pale, and did not leave the Sessions house until late in the afternoon. Old Mr. Bazalguet was very cool with him after the court. He grunted when they met in the hall. "You go abroad?" he asked him. Ingram said, it was probable. (To be continued.) THE GODDESS By Carter Goodloe ILLUSTRATIONS BY F. GRAHAM COOTES 25 HE day was still young and fresh. There was even a note of coolness in the breeze blowing in from the Gulf. Halliwell, sitting on his back piazza in a direct line with the open door and sipping his morning coffee, enjoyed it to the full. "Felt many a hotter morning in New York—the tropics and the devil don't get their due," he thought with a flicker of amusement on the thin lips beneath the close-cut iron-grav mustache. He shifted himself in the comfortable wicker chair and looked out to where the waves came tumbling in over the bar, white and cool. The curtain of the bedroom window at his back stirred in the breeze, and a gaudy parrot, swinging giddily on the front piazza, screamed out profane greetings in the Mexican vernacular to a passing acquaintance. Presently a Chinese servant noiselessly removed the breakfast things, leaving a box of "Porfirio Diaz" on the table at Halliwell's elbow. He struck a match and, leaning forward on the wooden balustrade, continued to scare out over the water while he smoked. Gradually a look of content dawned in his tired eyes and, stretching out his long limbs, clad in the inevitable white linen, he gazed about him appreciatively. "It isn't so bad—might be a lot worse," he confided to himself with a sort of defiant cheerfulness. If Halliwell referred to his surroundings, they might obviously have been much worse. His house—it had been his for five years—was the last one of a row of comfortable frame cottages, perched on a bluff that declined abruptly to the sandy shore and stood invitingly open to what cooling Gulf breezes a beneficent Providence might send. Big mangoes and a fiery flamboyant tree flourished in the garden. From the back piazza there was an admirable view of the broad Coatzacoalcos River where it emptied into the Gulf. Halliwell found it amazingly pleasant to sit there and watch the big ocean-going steamers or little coastwise tramps creep up and down the shore and turn in at the open waterway, sailing majestically over the bar, or scrambling and panting over it, and at length tying up, breathless and buffeted, at the straggling wharf. Perhaps it was the constant sight of those messengers from the outside world that kept Halliwell quiet. He couldn't feel quite like a prisoner if he could walk down the street and take a steamer for Havre or New York. "One doesn't mind being locked in a room if one has the key," he told himself, and although he knew he would never unlock the door, the illusion of liberty was immensely soothing. At any rate it was infinitely better than those five horrible years passed in hiding himself sedulously inland—steering clear of ports and ships for fear of meeting people he knew. His forehead contracted with a spasm of pain at the mere thought of the infernal, sun-blistered places he had skulked in. After five years he had taken his courage in his hands, had quit the Equator, and gone up the Mexican coast to Coatzacoalcos. He was really very comfortably fixed, and not a soul had he seen in the five years he had lived on the coast who had ever known him. What a fool he had been, he reflected with a laugh. He had never been such a distinguished person that he need have feared detection. He had not been distinguished even in his—errors. He chose the word carefully. They had lacked scope and distinction—had almost lacked a name. There were times when he had to vividly recall facts to believe in them himself. On mornings such as this he sometimes wondered if he had not been a fool to bolt. With the requisite expensive litigation he might have proved away everything, might have "arranged matters," as, he learned, 479 Leaning: hi? elbows on the table,had been done later by his people. Why, in Heaven's name, then, had he let go, or, having gone conceivably, why did he never return, once it was possible? In the morning with a cool wind blowing in from the Gulf and a coast-wise steamer going out over the bar on her way up to Vera Cruz, it was hard to say why. It was only at night, in the dark hours just before dawn, when he had a miserable fashion of waking, that his moral myopia vanished 480 stared at the picture.—Page 48 and the outlines of his indiscretions became sharp and poignant. The answer was easy then, and it was always the same. Halliwell stirred and then stood up, leaning against a post of the corridor. His tall, spare figure showed to advantage in the immaculate white suit and canvas shoes. Youth was still there in line and poise. He could not have been over thirty-five or six, but the grizzling hair and mustache—Halliwell had not worn a mustache in the old The Goddess 4S1 days—and the lined face and anxious eyes claimed forty-five. His uneasy glance swept around to the open window, where he could see the soft-footed Chinaman deftly putting to rights his bedroom. Through the open door he caught a glimpse of his well-ordered sitting-room, the comfortable wicker chairs, the big fans scattered prodigally about, and the low table laden with books and periodicals. At the table his eye stopped. In the centre of it was a large photograph in an elaborate silver frame. With a sudden impulse he stepped inside the door, picked up the photograph, and, carrying it out, propped it against the box of cigars. Then he sat down again and, leaning his elbows on the table, stared at the picture. It was the photograph of a young girl. The face was distinguished, not so much by positive beauty as by an entrancing expression of innocence and nobility. The luminous blue eyes held a compelling look of purity, and the masses of fair hair were piled above a marvellously candid brow. At this vision Halliwell gazed for a long while, and gradually the look of content which the morning had brought to him faded, giving place to the expression of poignant, reminiscent regret which the waking hours of the night always evoked. With this girl's face before him the reason of his flight was very clear to him. He had not hesitated at the time, and even after ten years no other course had ever seemed possible. He had known her too well to have ever had any illusion as to the figure his financial escapade would cut in her clear eyes. And he had been man enough to accept his fate, to make no plea and no outcry. He congratulated himself anew as he had congratulated himself every day for ten years, that he had gone away without a word and that he had had the courage to stay away. He had realized to the full and without bitterness that there could be no appeal from her high standard of purity, and he rejoiced in the fact. In the moral upheaval which had in a moment destroyed the rather elaborate edifice of his professional honor, that was the one unshakable conviction left to him. And his indestructible belief in that high sense of honor which had condemned him had come to be the one constant and precious thing in his life, the North Star of his stormy existence by which he guided his shifting fortunes. He could recall with fidelity every detail of their last evening together. It was at the opera—he remembered that they sang "Le Nozze di Figaro," with an incomparable cast—but he had no eyes or ears for the arch Susanna and the fickle Almaviva disporting themselves on the stage. He sat in the back of her box and watched her throughout the evening. She had worn a cloudy white dress with some pearls at her throat. He remembered how they rose and fell as she breathed, and how exquisite she was in her vaporous white gown, and how desperately in love he was! She was passionately fond of music, and as he watched her he had thought that if all went well they would have their own box when they were married. If all went well! By morning his house of life had tumbled about his ears—things had leaked out, been sold to the newspapers, when, by whom, he never knew—never cared to know—exactly. Night saw him a voluntary exile for whom there was no return. Time and the pliant technicalities of the law made it possible, but rehabilitation by the world meant nothing to him since he knew that in her eyes he could never be rehabilitated. He took a vicarious, exultant pride in her young, unyielding code of justice and honor. Whatever he was—had become in a moment of weakness—he had the exquisitely renovating conviction that the woman he loved was morally an intransigeante. It was as though he had saved his soul and honor alive in her. Whatever he had dreamed in those early days she might be to him, was as nothing compared to what she had become during the long years of renunciation and separation. Even the thought that she might have come to be all in all to. some other man— there had been plenty hanging around to take his place, he reflected half humorously —did not trouble him. There had been exquisite, unforgettable things between them. But he wondered anew if she had ever married. With all channels of information closed to him for so long he had never been able to learn whether or not she had yielded to those solicitations of which he knew only too well she had been the object. It was likely that she had yielded,
1 >?•,!-<>>/ by /'. Graham Cootes. He stood up, his face white now.—Page 487.
The Goddess he argued—she was very beautiful, there had been nothing definite between them, and ten years is a perilous test of the most faithful memory. . . . The Chinaman shuffled softly to the door with a marine glass in his hand. "Sefiol!" he murmured liquidly, and pointed out to sea. Halliwell looked up, his mental gaze still full of the girlish picture before him. For a few minutes he could see nothing, and then up the coast a bit he made out the white bulk of a steam yacht ploughing rapidly along, her nose pointed landward. Halliwell held out his hand for the glass and gave a look at the incoming craft. "By Jove, at the rate she's going she ought to be over the bar and docked in an hour!" he thought, glancing at his watch and pleasantly exhilarated by the sight of the fast-coming vessel. The day had passed when Halliwell feared the arrival of ships. In the five years he had lived in sight of the little seaport, so many thousands had come and gone without consequences of any sort to himself that he had ended by freely indulging that impersonal but lively interest in them that is seemingly never dulled in the breast of the landsman. He indulged it now, leaning on the railing of the balustrade, and glancing now and then through the glass at the slim white sides and red funnels of the fast-coming vessel. Its arrival was the one touch needed to make the cool morning entirely pleasant. Ships of all sorts were common enough, tramps, fruit steamers, coastwise Spanish liners; but sea-going yachts were more or less rare—a sort of nautical bonne bonche. Halliwell savored its approach with pleasurable feelings and a mild curiosity as to its owner. He had always been rather keen about yachts. In the old days he had meant to own one himself. When The Gulnare slid gracefully up to the wharf, Halliwell verified his guess of her speed by a glance at his watch. It had been just fifty-eight minutes since he had first caught sight of her. "She's what enthusiastic reporters up in New York call 'an ocean greyhound,'" he thought humorously to himself, and he leaned far over the balustrade to try to get a better look at her. All he could see as she lay at anchor was the tops of her red funnels. He knew, however, that he would get a good view of her on his way to the Club, and taking his hat and cane from the waiting Celestial he strolled down the rocky street to the main thoroughfare. It had been Halliwell's habit for years to spend an hour or so in the morning at the little Anglo-American club that had its quarters on the first floor of the one hotel in the town. It would have been difficult for simplicity to go farther in either "club " or "hotel." Nevertheless Halliwell enjoyed his morning smoke and chat—he never drank—and the companionship of the young engineers and planters who rather looked up to him and invested him with a phantom importance that helped to give a touch of substantiality to his existence. He did not have to play the sneak with them, for they were not the kind to ask questions. In out-of-the-way places curiosity is frowned upon by the majority for multifarious reasons, and Halliwell had never been called upon to give an explanation of his prolonged stay in so modest and retired a seashore resort as Coatzacoalcos. At the foot of the hill he made a slight detour, passing around by the wharf where the yacht lay. Long years of safety had made him over confident, or perhaps he had grown a thicker skin during his exile. At any rate, he made no effort to avoid a possible meeting with The Gulnare's guests, and at a turn in the rocky street he came full upon them, strolling up to the town. If Halliwell had ever deceived himself into thinking that he had lost sight of his old life and become an integral part of his new makeshift existence, he must have been enlightened in that moment of meeting with his former friends. So constantly had they been in his thoughts that it was with a hardly perceptible thrill of surprise he saw advancing toward him Curtis Burnett, with whom, in the old days, he had shared rooms in a fashionable bachelor establishment, and beside him, chatting gayly, Alice Ware, the woman who had come to be the pivotal fact of his existence. It was largely because of this absence of surprise on Halliwell's part that his two friends found themselves at ease, and their greetings and his presentation to the others of The Gulnare's party, who came up, were accomplished with an astonishing lack of embarrassment.
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The GoddessBut if in the first moment of meeting there had been no room for any emotion so trivial as surprise, there was ample opportunity, in the pause which quickly succeeded greetings and introductions, for a rush of memories sufficiently overwhelming and painful to reduce Halliwell to silence as he walked up the street beside Miss Ware. She, too, was silent. The most innocent comment, the most commonplace question seemed barbed with hidden meaning. She rejected tumultuously, one after another, every remark that occurred to her, and it was finally in sheer desperation that she took refuge in the banal interrogation: "Have you been well?" Halliwell justified her conversational effort by the gravity with which he met her question. "Entirely. And you?" "Quite—although our chaperon, the dearest and most tactless of creatures, tells me I am looking fagged!" "Chaperon—?" he hazarded. Miss Ware turned an amused eye upon him. "Vous n'en voyez pas la necessit'e?" she asked lightly. "Let me tell you that I am still unmarried—I am still Alice Ware!" "Ah!" said Halliwell helplessly, and he stared at Burnett's back vanishing up the street. "He is a very attractive fellow!" he murmured in apology. Miss Ware followed his gaze. "I appreciate the vicarious compliment," she said gayly. "But—we are simply the best of friends." Halliwell looked at her. An immense rush of gladness flooded his whole being. He had had no idea that he would care so much. " You see I will make mistakes," he ventured humbly at length. " I have ten whole years to make up!" Miss Ware stopped in her slow walk. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes were tender with sympathy. "Ah, let me help you!" she cried impulsively, and she stretched out a slim white hand to him. II IN the ten days that followed, Halliwell came into his own again. The old life which he had lived over in imagination during his exile became a reality once more. VOL. XLVIL—51 His friends—Halliwell found that the party on board The Gulnare, with the exception of Randolph King, her owner, the oil magnate from Pittsburg, Mrs. Ellsworth, the intensely frank chaperon, and Von Graffenried, an attache of the Austrian Legation, whom they had enticed from his official duties in Mexico City, were all old friends—welcomed him with unaffected cordiality. It was astonishingly simple. They just ignored things. Across the chasm of ten years which had elapsed since he had been one of them, they quickly built a "practicable" bridge, over which they stepped gayly, with but now and then a look downward at the abyss. No one was as surprised as Halliwell himself at the astounding ease with which this renewal of relations had been effected, and in the waking hours of the night he was given to speculating about it uneasily. But during the day he was for the most part too happy and too busily occupied to be conscious of anything but the pleasantness of his new life. His mornings were usually spent going about with King; that gentleman, having invested heavily in oil properties in Mexico, was astutely combining business with pleasure, and had invited the party to cruise with him in Mexican waters that he might have the opportunity of selecting the site for a big oil refinery near Coatzacoalcos. In this search Halliwell was, of course, of immense help and gave prodigally of his time and knowledge of the surrounding country. The afternoons and evenings he passed with Miss Ware and the others, making little excursions up the river in the yacht's naphtha launch or idling under the awnings on The Gulnare's deck. It was during these hours of social intercourse that Halliwell stood most in need of the help which Miss Ware had so warmly proffered. In spite of care he sometimes stumbled, in spite of the heroic efforts of his friends there were awkward pauses, perilous lapses. These had been harrowingly frequent at first, but as the days passed their intercourse settled down into a normal groove. Curiously enough, as Halliwell's friends became more and more at ease with him, Halliwell himself began to feel a constraint, a restlessness in their society; they were too 486 The Goddess easy, he told himself—took things too confoundedly for granted. He was sick of the pretence, the false assumptions, the hourly evasions he was put to in their company. At the Club it had been different. He had not had to pretend, because no one knew anything about him. But these people knew. Good heavens! didn't they have any decency ? It would have been hard to stand their pity; it was insufferable to have to put up with this social jugglery they were forever palming off on him! Or was it all pretence? No! Halliwell toia himself with a growing contempt that they acted that way because they didn't really care a hang what he had done, what he had been. All, that is, but Alice Ware. He realized, of course, that it was only pity that made her accept him again, even provisionally and under exceptional circumstances, as a friend. He knew that beneath her kind exterior there lurked an ineradicable contempt for him, and he pressed the knowledge to his breast with a sort of joyful pain, much as some martyr might press the spiked cross into his penitent flesh. Between them, if there was silence, there was at least no subterfuge, no compromise. Had kindly pity not sealed her lips, he knew only too well what she would say. In her company he had not the illusion of a blameless past—the illusion the men tried to create— but the purifying sensation of doing penance for remembered sins. It seemed to Halliwell that he could not see enough of her. As often as possible he took her away—into the country to some lovely, flowery spot; up the river to some old Indian town; anywhere to be alone in her healing presence and away from the others. There were afternoon horseback rides into the interior to some sugar or rubber hacienda, or, best of all, long moonlight flights up the broad Coatzacoalcos in the naphtha launch while the rest were playing bridge in The Gulnare's cabin. The fact that the hours, the minutes he could have with her were so few and short made them the more precious. King had announced the stay was to be but for ten days. Halliwell refused to allow his mind to travel beyond that limit—he would enjoy the intermission to the full, he told himself. The first act had been insufferably long and dull, the remaining ones were likely to be still duller, with an inevitable tiresome finale, but in the mean time the lights were up and the music was playing. By a miracle of good fortune Halliwell was able to study the woman he loved without disappointment. She had become just what he was sure she would become, he told himself exultantly. If the fair hair was a trifle less abundant, the brow beneath it was still as serenely candid, the eyes as luminously blue. With all her innocence she had never been the ingenue, and if her simplicity had now something of the same worldly cut and expensive air as her imported gown, Halliwell assured himself that it was but the natural and desirable maturing of her girlish characteristics. As for the men, Halliwell sickened at their callousness. They made him savage. "The only thing genuine about them," he told himself contemptuously, "is their genuine indifference to what I have done— to what I am." He longed to tell them what he thought of them. In his bitterness he failed to see the humor of the situation. If they thought that he put any fictitious value on their misdirected kindnesses, if they dreamed for an instant that he didn't thoroughly realize his position, he would show them! Ill His opportunity for "showing" them presented itself in the smoking-room of The Gulnare on their last evening together. It was late and the women had gone to bed, leaving the men to a final rubber of bridge. King was shuffling and puffing luxuriously at his cigar. The soft night wind swept aside the thin curtains at the windows. From the shore near by came the sound of a jarana, and the melody of a Mexican love song trilled out in a sufficiently mellow tenor. King laid the cards on the table to be cut. "By Jove, I like this Manana-land down here!" he declared pleasantly. "Wish I could stay longer." " So do I. What's the hour for starting ?" inquired Burnett. "Enrique says the tide will serve about five in the afternoon." King was dealing slowly. As he dropped a card before Halliwell he looked up a little consciously. "I say, Halliwell, if you aren't too enamoured of this country down here, won't you go The Goddess back with us? There's an empty cabin, you know. Hamilton was to have come, but his mother's illness kept him at the last minute." Halliwell sorted his cards while a Hush mounted to his forehead. "Thank you," he said quietly after an instant's silence, 'but you all know well enough why I stay and why I must continue to stay here." Burnett ran his cards together with a rattle. "Oh, confound it, Frank," he growled, "don't be an idiot! It was never actionable, and you've paid for it all with the ten best years of your life. Let the dead past bury its dead, I say!" Allenby moved uneasily. "My dear Halliwell," he murmured, "surely you are supersensitive!" Wilcox—Halliwell remembered with a thrill of disgust Wilcox's reputation in the old days—leaned far back in his chair at the next table and stared in undisguised amazement. "You're mad—absolutely mad, my dear fellow! You don't mean to say you are still worrying over that affair! Why people have forgotten all about it ' "Then by , /haven't..'" cried Halliwell. He stood up, his face white now and his eyes blazing. "I've done wrong, but thank God, my soul's still alive—I've not forgotten it! Do you take me for a knave clear through, or are you knaves yourselves to think you can wipe out my past by simply ignoring it as you have been doing? Do vou think I have misunderstood this interlude in the life I have deliberately chosen as the only possible form of existence left for me ? Do you think I can go back to the old life as if nothing had ever happened— sneak in, shielded by my friends' convenient memories; share in its pleasures, its responsibilities, through the generosity of the indifferently forgetful; measure myself again with men who have been growing all these ten years I've been standing still ? Perhaps you could do it—I'll be damned if I can! I'd have to have a thicker skin, duller brains than I have to do that/" He let his cards drop in a heap on the table and turned away. At the door he stopped awkwardly. "You fellows have doubtless meant it for a kindness, but I have my own notions as to the only expiation I can make." When the door had closed upon him, King picked up the scattered cards. "Whew!" he said under his breath. "It's gone to his head, poor devil!" "Not a bit of it! Every mother's son of us knows he's right about it," objected Burnett aggressively. "What in thunder made you ask him to go back?" "Well, there were several reasons. One of them was, I thought he'd be glad of the chance." Von Graffenried looked up with a disagreeable smile on his lips. "There will be one of the party disappointed if Monsieur Halliwell does not return with us," he said. "If you mean Miss Ware, why don't you say so?'' growled Burnett, frowning. "There was something between her and Halliwell, wasn't there?" demanded Wilcox. " It's a pity—she's getting into the sere and yellow, and it's my belief she realizes it, and isn't any too happy in consequence." "By Jove, if you had been a woman you'd have been a cat, Wilcox," flung out Burnett obscurely. "It's always a pity when a beautiful woman misses the mark," murmured Von Graffenried. Out in the dark Halliwell was walking quickly up the rocky street, chewing viciously at the unlighted cigar that hung on his lower lip. Amid the turbulence of his thoughts there gradually shaped itself the comforting reflection that he had told these men what he thought of them; that he had clearly defined his attitude. He was glad he had done it, even though he doubted whether they would understand. He told himself that he need look for comprehension but from one quarter—from Alice Ware. She who had never condoned his fault would rejoice that he did not either. With her approval he was a thousandfold content. They were to have a last morning together, and he meant to break the silence they had maintained and show her what she had done for him, what she had made of him, in spite of his mistakes. IV "IT' S perfect," declared Miss Ware, sinking down on the rug Halliwell had spread for her and gazing around. " I thought you'd like it—it's far and 488 The Goddess away the prettiest spot for miles around. And just look at the view!" "It's wonderful—I'm glad we came!" From the high hill on which they stood, crowned with great mangoes and bewildering masses of gardenias, they could see below them the picturesque old Mexican town of Minititlan basking in the brilliant morning sunlight, and beyond it the broad Coatzacoalcos flowing down to the Gulf. They had started, before the others were astir, in the naphtha launch, alone save for Enrique, the maquinista; and as they swung lightly up the river there was a freshness in the air like the freshness of that morning two weeks before when The Gulnare had slid gracefully over the bar and dropped anchor at the old wharf. " You see I saved the best for the last. I wanted this to be your last remembrance of the Isthmus—and of me." He moved over to a big gardenia bush weighted down with waxlike flowers and gathered a handful. Flinging them in Alice's lap, he sank down beside her. She lifted one of the blooms to her {Jpg "What do you mean by that?" she asked quickly. "Ajep/t you going back in The Qvilv.XYe ?*' "No." She turned sharply around to Halliwell. "But didn't "King invite you? He promised he would!" "Yes—but, of course, you know I wouldn't—couldn't accept." She leaned forward and a provocative little smile gathered around her lips. "Not even if I asked you?" she said. Halliwell stared ahead of him with troubled eyes. "But you of all people will never ask me," he declared, after an instant's pause, in a low voice. The girl opened wide her luminous blue eyes. "I? Why not? But I do!" "But that is impossible!" he protested. "You—you of all people know why— know why I can never go back," he stammered. She looked at him with narrowed lids for an instant. "Ah, you are thinking of that old trouble," she said at length; "you must not—it is forgotten •" "But you—you!" he cried. " Yes—I know," she stopped him hastily. " I was very hard on you—the hardest of all perhaps—but I was very young and very lofty-minded. The young have such impossibly high standards!" she laughed a little. " I have often wondered if you ever forgave me my sternly virtuous attitude!fear I was a creature of exalted ideals in those days. My moral vision was deficient, I could only see black and white. Now I can distinguish the most delicate nuances between right and wrong. I know life better—I know it is made up of compromises and that one of its most useful teachings is, 'there's no use crying over spilt milk.' Believe me, Frank, I wouldn't be so hard on you again." She turned to him with a lift of the eves Halliwell knew so well. "It was a misfortune, an indiscretion, a grave error, if you like, but it's over and done with! What's the use of punishing yourself any more ? I want you to be a reasonable being and come back with us, because —well, because, you see, I care so much!" She blushed brightly as she -poke and, smiling, held out both her white hands to him,, Halliwell rose dizzily to his feet. He felt spent and weak—as though he had been hit by a ball and his life blood was flowing from some severed artery. For the life of him he couldn't so much as lift a hand to touch hers. Something seemed to have snapped within him, leaving him inert, helpless. His illusions crashed about his ears in an almost audible confusion. He looked at her with troubled eyes, and suddenly she seemed quite different to him. The youth with which she had always seemed invested had fallen from her; the calm, luminous eyes had turned brightly hard; the serene brow, smoothly deceptive; the tender smile, merely provocative. With a groan he turned from her. At his glance and movement she sprang to her feet. They stood thus for an instant, she, puzzled, expectant; he, with averted, miserable eyes, and then, without a word, they started down the hill. . . . V IT was six o'clock, and the Chinaman came to the piazza door with the marine glass in his hand, proffering it to Halliwell, who sat in his accustomed place staring out to sea. " Sertoli" he murmured and pointed The Processiondownward to The Gulnare making her He leaned forward with folded arms on the way gracefully over the bar. balustrade and, in the gathering darkness, Halliwell glanced up, but when he saw stared for the last time at the slim white the glasses he shook his head. He had no sides and red funnels of the yacht maneeuneed of glasses—he could see only too-well! vring her speedy way to the open sea.
THE PROCESSION By Sarah N. Cleghorn No witch's brew, or midnight incantation Brings them to walk the rafters of my garret; But a fresh wind, that blows from far the music Of falling water: Then do they come, the cavaliers of Raleigh, Or Pilgrims landing on their frozen headland, (And playing fearless in the wolfish forest, The Pilgrim children!) Sometimes alone, sometimes by moonlight courting, I see their grave and lily-slender daughters; Sometimes I hear their stalwart sons rough-riding To join the muster. Out of the dark rolls forth the Conestoga: Westward forever billows its great mainsail:— Fording at last the fabled Mississippi, Bound for the Rockies! Through the green valley of the Old Dominion Marches the South behind her mighty Captain; But hark! I hear a hundred thousand voices Sing "Father Abraham." Last in the shadowy concourse of my people, I see the civil soldiers of the future, Welcomed with ringing of the bells and salvoes In every township; Who, where they come, increase, not burn, the harvest: About whose camp are children safely playing: And harmless beasts their fathers shot for pastime Creep near, and trust them. I am well rested, though with little sleeping: The mists are rolling seaward from my country; The morning touches with a golden finger Schoolhouse and steeple.
TH E DRAMATIST AS MAN OF LETTERS THE CASE OF CLYDE FITCH By Walter Prichard Eaton O take Clyde Fitch seriously always surprised many serious people. To take the theatre seriously always surprises many serious people, for that matter—the theatre, that is, not of the printed page, not of the so-called ''literary drama," but the actual playhouse, where farces and musical comedies, vaudeville and moving pictures, trivialities of all sorts, jostle with Shakespeare and Ibsen in the long effort to amuse. Now, Clyde Fitch was a man of that actual playhouse; his plays, though several of them have found their way into type, were designed for the foot-lights with no thought of type in mind. They were almost as much "produced" as written, for Mr. Fitch was his own alert stage manager and shaped his pieces in rehearsal. They were, most of them, frankly wrought to amuse, to entertain an audience in the playhouse, to bring the immediate returns of popularity and patronage. They were neither conceived nor considered as literature in the conventional sense. Mr. Fitch was perfectly willing to be a dramatic tailor, to cut a part to the measure of a star, to adapt from the French or German, to " dramatize" novels. Mostly, he may fairly be said to have been concerned not so much with weaving a fabric as cutting a garment, mostly he wrought, it seemed to his critics, not so much from a central idea, from an impulse of self-expression, as from a purely theatrical impulse to "shape up" an entertaining story. He belonged to Broadway, not the library or the class room. How, then, shall he be considered seriously, in the formal sense, and his work regarded as of literary importance ? It cannot be so regarded unless the critic is willing to make certain concessions. But neither can the stage work of men much more highly esteemed in literary circles than Clyde Fitch, the work, even, of some acknowledged masters of literary form. 490 " Peter Pan," by J. M. Barrie, would make a poor showing in print. Yet is it less worthy work than " The Little White Bird," his prose fantasy between covers, out of which it grew? A literary critic recently wrote of John Galsworthy's "Plays": " While we are all aware that plays frequently get themselves printed in book form, we have very generally come to regard this as a mysterious and purely conventional activity of the publishers. But— and the fact is of some moment—Mr. Galsworthy's plays are actually readable. They are not of the stage, stagey. They have literary form, fictional interest, and human appeal. . . . It would almost seem as though Mr. Galsworthy had rediscovered the underground passage between literature and the stage." This paragraph is more or less typical of the literary critic's attitude toward the drama regarded as literature. It shows clearly the concession which must be made, not only in the case of Mr. Fitch's work, but in that of many another dramatist. The critic applies to the printed play the same tests he applies to the novel or story, and finds " the underground passage between literature and the stage" only when the dialogue is sufficiently embellished, the characters reduced to cold type sufficiently plausible, the situations sufficiently interesting or poignant, robbed of the living pulse of interpretation by actors and actresses. Now, the novel or story is written to be read, and what it does in type is all it can do. The drama is not even written; it is constructed. And it is constructed to be acted in a theatre by living men and women, with illusive scenery, artificial lights manipulated at will, the tang of actuality about it, and the mood of it created for the spectator by a thousand aids which have no connection with the printed page, which can and do escape the reckoning of the literary critic. Its characters, impersonated by good actors, may conceivably say things of stinging huThe Dramatist as Man of Letters mor or pathos which in cold type will look trivial and mean. Its situations, which may conceivably seem stiff and formal on the printed page by their very formality, may rise steadily to a thrilling climax in the theatre, where the interest of the audience-is held by the eye and the ear and led on from one moment to the next, step by step, so that a formal, mathematical precision of incident is frequently an aid, not a blemish. Unless it is drama written frankly for literary effect, as modern blank verse drama always is, its dialogue is the more effective the closer it approximates the inelegant speech of daily life, the closer it fits the characters who speak it, not as we visualize and exalt them in type, but as they walk before us in concrete form. No small part of the charm, the literary distinction of Maurice Hewlett's ''Open Country," is in the rhapsodic outpourings of Senhousc, which, on the printed page, carry you irresistibly along. But in an acted drama one dreads to think of their fate, unless they were condensed, made more colloquial, robbed, in short, of what is now their grace of style. Again, addressed as the drama is so much to the eye, its finest passages are often impossible of reproduction in type. Can you get into print the final moments of " Shore Acres," when old Nat Berry, played so beautifully by James A. Heme, climbs the stairs with his candle, and then the empty kitchen glows silently in the fire-light, like a benediction, before the curtain glides down? Can you, indeed, reproduce a thousand and one poignant dramatic situations, carefully planned by the dramatist, when pantomime and silence get the mood and meaning across the foot-lights? It is obvious, then, that what is most effective in the theatre need not be most effective in type, and what is the literature of the proscenium frame need not be the literature of the printed page. That a great many tine dramas are literature, in the formal sense, when printed—Sophocles, Shakespeare, Moliere, Sheridan, Ibsen—does not prove that a great many fine dramas are not. At best, it proves, perhaps, that the finest dramas transcend the theatre. And even they are never quite satisfactory till played, never quite the same things, at any rate. For ordinary purposes, what is or is not literature in drama should in fairness be determined by the play's effectiveness and truth in actual presentation on the stage. The concession which the critic must make is this—he must learn to visualize the printed play as he reads, and judge i( as literature by its stage value. He must understand that it is but the skeleton he has before him. To do this is difficult, but not impossible, the more as most printed plays have been acted. The critic ol music would not dream of judging a symphony by the printed score, unless he had the technical ability to read it into sound. If we apply this test to the work of Clyde Fitch, it is impossible to deny it a place, and an important place, in the stage literature of America. His plays were never concerned with large personages nor profound passions. His comments on the pageant of social life which he depicted were never deep. His preoccupation with the idea of successful "entertainment" was a blemish on much of his work. Nevertheless, that work at its best caught truthfully the surface of the life depicted and occasionally, with a kind of smiling irony, plunged down below the crust; it was made fascinating by a boundless observation and individual by the touches of its author's sprightly fancy. Never stirring profoundly the beholder, and not infrequently annoying him by its petty devices of villainy to bring a situation about, it was yet work which gave much pleasure at the moment, was freshly and vitally contemporaneous, and has counted steadily as influence in the American theatre. The stage literature of to-day in this country is more truthful, more carefully observed, closer to life and more consistently a comment upon it (for merely to observe truthfully is to comment) than it was before Mr. Fitch began to write. In this development his work played a large and important part. It could not have done so had it not been truthful work, had it not been dramatic literature. And one is tempted to add it could not have done so had it been written with the printed page in mind. It is the men of the theatre who do its real work. That the better of Mr. Fitch's plays were a comment upon life, a truthful comment, and hence literature, although in the main they were designed for purposes of theatrical entertainment, was due to the fact that his instinctive respect for the theatre was The Dramatist as Man of Letters greater than that of the mere theatrical artificer on the one hand—Sardou, for instance, or perhaps Henri Bernstein or W. Somerset Maugham—and greater, on the other hand, than that of the usual "literary dramatist," self-styled, whom Mr. Fitch probably held in considerable contempt. His respect for the theatre was so great that he saw men and women in the world about him, heard conversations in his daily rambles, observed incidents and characters, in the light of possible stage material. It was not in him to divorce this daily reality from the theatre. If it was good enough for life, it was not too good for the drama nor too mean. This, when you come to think of it, is a high respect. And his respect for the theatre, also, was such that his wish was to appeal to its habitual audiences, to catch their ear and win their favor. For the dramatic cults, the associated "high brows," as they are known on Broadway, he cared not at all. That, at bottom, the desire for pecuniary gain had anything to do with this, all who knew Mr. Fitch can stoutly deny. It was an instinct with him. It led him, no doubt, into excesses of caricature or "comic relief" which marred even his best plays, as "The Truth." But, on the other hand, it kept his work immediately and practically effective and enabled him to exert his influence along the only lines that were for him potential. Because he respected the actual theatre too much to give it less than reality, so far as he could, and because he respected the actual theatre too much to withdraw contemptuously from its verdicts, he made the actual theatre a better place within his own too brief lifetime, he helped to increase critical respect for it, and to refine popular appreciation. When Mr. Fitch began to get a hearing in the theatre, in 1890, he was but four years out of Amherst College. He came on with the new generation who had been born too late for the blank verse heroics of the Victorian era or its silly farces, sentimentalities, and endless adaptations from the French of the school of Scribe. It was incumbent upon the newer dramatists to bend the prose drama into either a convincing substitute for poetical heroics and romance, or a sufficiently truthful picture of men and manners to answer an intellectual need. Unconsciously, perhaps, they chose the latter course. Silly plays, tawdry arrangements of artificial situations, and shop-worn theatrical "passions " still flourished—and still flourish. Doubtless they always will. But at the time Mr. Fitch began to write, in Germany, France, England, and even in America, there were signs of better things. Ibsen's "Ghosts" was produced in Berlin at the Freie Biihne in 1889, at the Theatre Libre in Paris in 1890, by the Independent Theatre in London in 1891, and at the Berkeley Lyceum in New York in 1894. Ibsen's "A Doll's House" was first played in England, however, in 1889. This performance almost immediately followed the production of Pinero's " The Profligate," his first serious drama. Ibsen's effect thereafter on Jones and Pinero was considerable, even if they had got on the track of what Mr. Jones sententiously called "the great realities of modern life" before the Norwegian was heard in English. What William Archer calls " a declaration of independence from French adaptations" ensued in Great Britain. In America, more remote from the whirlpool of controversy, the declaration of independence was slower in coming. But looking back over the last decade of the nineteenth century, we remember sharply James A. Heme's realistic dramas, " Shore Acres," "Sag Harbor," and " Griffith Davenport," the Civil War melodramas of Bronson Howard, Belasco, and Gillette, the " state" plays of Augustus Thomas, and Clyde Fitch's " Nathan Hale and " Barbara Frietchie." These stand out as vividly national against the Zenda romances then raging. They did seriously and more or less consciously what Harrigan and Hart and Charles Hoyt were doing unconsciously and farcically—using American material, truthfully observed, for purposes of drama. But so far only one of these men, James A. Heme, had gone much beyond obvious material. Probably he alone was fully conscious of the stream of tendency which he was alike guiding and guided by. Mr. Heme died, Mr. Howard ceased to write, Mr. Gillette faded into a more or less innocuous adapter of foreign work. Mr.Thomas has only in the past few years come to a full realization of what the drama means to him. But Clyde Fitch, man of the theatre though he was, cutter of garments to the order of any star, adapter and collaborator when the call came, in his numerically huge output continued to furnish a steady proportion of The Dramatist as Man of Letters American dramas, truthfully observed,with an increasing purpose behind them and an increasing wealth of significant and satirical detail. His example did more than any other single influence in the American Theatre to keep the on-coming dramatists lined up to the new standard and the new ideal. His name is writ large as a signer of the American drama's declaration of independence. In the score of years during which he wrote for the stage, Mr. Fitch produced thirty-three original plays, counting as two plays each shorter dramas later rewritten, and twenty-three "dramatizations" of novels or adaptations of foreign works. He left behind at his death three additional original manuscripts and two adaptations. It has been for years the supposition that if he had written less he would have written better. Probably, however, this is not true. He had a ''bottled lightning" mind and little power of reflection. Moreover, invention, the greatest difficulty of play writing, was easy for him, the labor of constructing a plot and situations less than for most men. He wrote as his nature directed; and it is rather foolish to quarrel with any artist's method of composition. The process of adapting a play, though Mr. Fitch, as in "Girls," for instance, often transformed the original into a new thing by his wealth of characteristic detail, is not a severe mental strain. Thirty-six original plays in twenty years of ardent and unceasing toil is not, perhaps, an inordinate number, certainly not a record number. Shakespeare, indeed, wrote almost as many. And of these original plays all but one of them written since 1900 (and that one, "The Toast of the Town," was made over from an earlier piece) dealt with American subjects, almost all with contemporary American subjects, often in a fresh, vivid, and interesting manner. With increasing sureness the majority of them gained their chief interest not from the old tricks of plot nor the old virtuosity of the actors, so common on our stage a generation before, but from the essential truth of their observation of contemporaneous life and manners. In 1901 Miss Amelia Bingham produced "The Climbers," after nearly every manager in New York had rejected it because, they said, " the public would never stand for the funeral stuff in the first act." How little the managers understood what was coming to be vital in drama was shown by the result. The public "stood for" the first act, quite literally, three deep behind the last row of seats, because they recognized its deliciously ironic observation. A shallow social climber and her daughters, in funeral mourning for a father just lost, bargained with two other women for the sale of their now useless wardrobes. The scene was wickedly acid, for all its humor, and written with such observation of feminine trickery and the manners of a certain class of society that it was irresistible. The play went on to develop the tragedy of a Wall Street plunger and his socially aspiring family—a sordid tragedy of rather sordid and trivial people. But it was theatrically effective and proved anew that a popular play could be made without going back of yesterday or beyond New York for the material. And by the salient satire of its surface details, it showed how valuable a thing for the dramatist is the observant eye, the eye which is not shut as soon as the author quits the playhouse, but is then most open, gathering material not from the musty store-room of stage tradition but from the streets and drawing-rooms. In " Barbara Frietchie," produced by Miss Marlowe in 1899 with great success, Mr. Fitch had shown in the minor detail of stage setting what can be achieved by good taste, solidity and truthfulness of setting, how in the contemporary prose drama sharply framed by a proscenium arch the illusion can be heightened by attention to the "production." Mr. Belasco, among others, was already working on the same tack. But Mr. Belasco's attention to the "production" sometimes results in a swamping of more essential things. With Mr. Fitch the setting was always one detail of a scheme of realism which reached as far as his plots, and only there broke down. In "Captain Jinks of the Horse Marines" (played by Miss Ethel Barrymore in 1901) not only the stage replica of the old Hotel Brevoort in New York during its palmy days and the enormous skirts worn by the ladies gave the proper atmosphere, but the rehearsal of the old-fashioned ballet dance, the old ballet master himself, the pervading sense of a smaller New York of the early 70's gone mad over a pretty singer, after the fashion of our fathers, created an illusion historically truthful. The Dramatist as Man of Letters In "The Stubbornness of Geraldine" (written for Miss Mary Mannering in 1902) not only was the illusion of a pitching steamer created by the stage carpenter—a simple trick of no importance—but the scene on the deck was filled with such countless delightful strokes of observation, both of character and incident, that no printed sketch of an ocean voyage could have caught so vividly its humors. A gentle ridicule pervaded this scene, but ridicule which resided entirely in the aptness of the characters themselves and of what they did. " The Girl with the Green Eyes " (produced by Mrs. Bloodgood in 1902) was a play of more serious mettle. Here Mr. Fitch set earnestly to work at last to study a character. But he could not forego his detail, he could not keep out of his play those strokes of observation. That was one of his weaknesses; he abused his virtues by overworking them. The scene showing the Cook's Tourists before the Apollo Belvidere was capital fun, but hardly belonged in this serious drama of jealousy any more than did the young man who was incessantly taking pills. "Her Own Way" and "Her Great Match," written in 1903 and 1905 for Miss Maxine Elliott (cut to order, as it were), on the other hand justified the " Fitchian detail"—already this close and sprightly observation of the surface of life had come to be accepted as a sort of standard. One was willing to pause and watch the minor characters and the intimate details of the story which were so vivid a part of the charm. In "Glad of It" (a failure) Mr. Fitch endeavored to dramatize a department store, which was at least daring. In " Girls," an adaptation from the German (1908), he shaped the original so much into his own manner that it became practically his play; and here his vivid observation of surface detail was seen at its best. The life of three bachelor girls in a New York flat—the rattling of water in the steam radiator, the singing of a "vocalist" across the air-shaft, the washing of handkerchiefs in a bowl, later spread to dry on the window pane, the suppers of eclairs and chocolate, the rows with the janitor—that was its substance, and that was caught with such smiling assurance, such deft truth, that it had the tang of actuality which the story of the play quite missed, and, slight and unimportant as the little piece was, it made you dissatisfied with many a more ambitious drama, dissatisfied because the more ambitious drama lacked this surface reality, this sense of scenes and persons lifted out of life and set down upon the stage. A truthful surface texture, indeed, was with Mr. Fitch a matter of style, and almost as much an instinct as personal cleanliness. It is no criticism of his truth as an artist to say that his people, even in the most ambitious of his plays, were generally small people, engaged in somewhat trivial affairs and moving in a shallow and trivial social world. It made many good people angry when, in "Her Own Way," a family were plunged in tragic gloom because they had lost all their fortune save a paltry $600,000. Yet, for these shallow little millionaires, that was tragic. So long as Mr. Fitch remained true to the types he chose to depict, and among whom, it must be confessed, he seemed to move with the most pleasure, his art might be limited, but it could not be called false. He set out deliberately to study these types in serious drama, at least twice, to put aside except for the mere purposes of background the adroit surface detail, the array of amusing minor personages, the satirical or comic little interludes which he knew so well how to transfer from the avenue to the stage, and to track down the deeper spiritual truths of character. These plays were "The Girl with the Green Eyes" and "The Truth." In both of them he failed of complete success. In both of them he did demonstrate that he was not fully an artist, not, however, because he chose trivial types—that was his right—but because be could not remain consistently true to his task of tracking them down. The trouble in " The Ciirl with the Green Eyes" was the plot, the chain of circumstances which revealed the character of Jinny, the jealous wife. Those circumstances were largely external to her character, arbitrary and artificial, Jinny remains true to herself in this play, to be sure, but it is not the fate of most of us to have unmitigated cads for younger brothers, as Jinny had, and it is only on the stage, perhaps, that a husband would risk his domestic happiness and the love of his wife by concealing the truth about her abominable brother under the mistaken notion that his The Dramatist as"honor" compelled him to keep a promise to that young gentleman. In other words, Mr. Fitch employed not the simple expedients which are, after all, sufficient to bring jealousy to a head and set it gnawing at character and happiness, but a highly colored and artificial—and rather needlessly unpleasant—set of circumstances. To create a play that should excite, he depended in reality more on plot than on character, and his study of character suffered accordingly. It seemed less typical, because its setting was not typical at all, did not spring from the character but the arbitrary will of the dramatist. This is, of course, to admit that Mr. Fitch was here too much a man of the theatre, and not free from the lingering Scribe conventions. But it in no wise proves that he was not an artist because the jealous Jinny, instead of being a regal figure, a modern Cleopatra, perhaps, was a frail, trivial, commonplace, every-day sort of female. " The Truth," unsuccessful in America, where it was produced by Mrs. Bloodgood in October, 1906, successful in London where Miss Marie Tempest played it in April, 1907, and later taking a place in the repertoire of several Continental theatres, comes the nearest to being a completely satisfactory drama of all Mr. Fitch's works. For two acts, indeed, it has hardly a flaw. His preoccupation with amusing detail for its own sake has vanished. Engaged seriously in the study of a woman who, paradoxically, was both true at heart and a petty liar with her tongue, involving herself in webs of deceit, Mr. Fitch lays his preparation for the final inevitable blow to her husband's love with quiet ease, steady progression, and convincing naturalness. Printed, these acts are almost as engrossing and plausible as on the stage. They must satisfy even the "literary" critic! And then once more Mr. Fitch is beset by his virtues. Enter Becky's father, a gambling, degenerate old rake, and the serio-comic landlady from Baltimore with whom he lives. The scene is transferred to their establishment, and though the father at least may claim some positive dramatic value, by explaining Becky's inherited proclivities to prevaricate (the playwrights would be hard put without the good old law of heredity!), the key of the drama is appreciably changed, a mood Man of Letters perilously close to farce creeps in. Mr. Fitch always claimed living originals for these characters. But that does not strengthen his case in the least. Comic-characters, however true, distract from the mood of tragedy or of serious character study, divert the attention, and so are false to the higher purpose of the play. One suspects that in Europe these two characters in the presentation were " toned down," and naturally in Europe it was not their comic element of truthful caricature which stood out, but their occasional emotional appeal. That may explain the greater success of the play abroad. Being superficially less realistic there, it was at bottom more so. Mr. Fitch's faults in these two serious character studies of his, then, were the faults of his virtues—his preoccupation with the desire to make a story for his play that should interest the large general public, and his gift of sprightly, more or less satiric, observation, which he could not quite keep within bounds, even in a drama of grave import. He was too often as one who jested in a sermon. In " The Girl with the Green Eyes" he missed his mark because his plot was artificial and did not fuse with the simple reality of his character study. The plot exposed the character, the character did not condition the plot. In " The Truth" he missed his mark because he could not keep to the one mood of gravity, and lost his hold on the emotions of his audience by losing himself in the comic depiction of exaggerated types quite aside from his main issue. In "The City," Mr. Fitch's last play, posthumously produced in November, 1909, and plainly lacking his guiding and reshaping hand at rehearsal, he created what he himself is said to have regarded as his finest work. It is, at any rate, his most masculine work, for once putting forth a man as the chief personage and seriously studying him. But here again occurs the paradox—his virtue is his fault. His play fails of his higher purpose because plot and purpose do not comport. " The City" is, supposedly, an exposition of the idea that New York, or, for that matter, any large city "shows up" a man in his true colors, brings to the surface his keenest ambitions and largest interests, so that if those ambitions and interests are unworthy, the man comes to know it, and the 496 The Dramatist as Man of Letters world comes to know it also. The people from the little town of Middleberg in Mr. Fitch's play were moral hypocrites, as their father had been before them. It was not till they satisfied their longings and got into the thick of affairs in New York that they were brought to realize the fact, however. This is a fresh and perhaps a just view of urban influence. But the play fails of making it clear and convincing, because Mr Fitch, too concerned with his theatrical story, brought about the revelation of hypoccrisy to the hero not by the influence of the city, but by the plotting of asinglecharacter, the degenerate and illegitimate offspring of the country father. For the working out of that long, lurid, and theatrically exciting second act, the scene of the story need really never have left Middleberg. Mr. Fitch, too intent on his plot, forgot his purpose. His instinct was right. It was a virtue. He lacked the genius, however, to fuse his story with the exposition of character and the development of an intellectual idea. Not his preoccupation with petty people was his artistic weakness—though it may have been his moral weakness—but his lack of a balanced intellectual judgment on his own work, of a sufficient power of concentration on one mood or one idea. Admitting these, his limitations, his half failures and incomplete realizations, we must at the same time admit his positive merits and, striking the balance, judge him as one whose contributions to stage literature possessed considerable truth and value of themselves, and have been of even more significance as influence and example. In the long array of his plays, stretching over a period of almost twenty years, will be found a varied record of the foibles and fashions of the hour, the turns of speech which characterized the fleeting seasons, our little local ways of looking at little things, the popular songs we were singing, the topics which were uppermost in our social chat, our taste in decoration, our amusements, the deeper interests, even, of our leisured classes; and always a portrait gallery of vividly drawn minor characters of great historic interest. Supplement the texts and stage directions of Mr. Fitch's plays with a collection of flash-light photographs of the original productions, to picture the costumes and settings (a collection of such stage photographs would be of great value to any historical library), and they will afford twenty, fifty, a hundred years hence a more authentic and vivid record of our American life from 1890 to 1910, so far as it was lived in the gayer parts of town, than any other documents, whether the files of the newspapers or the fiction of the hour. The minute and faithful gift of observation which was his gave Mr. Fitch's plays at once their most immediate appeal and their most lasting value. Ruskin long ago pointed out that the only " historical painting" which will have value for our descendants is our record of our own times. The same is true of drama. Our descendants will not care what we thought of the French Revolution or even of the Civil War. But what we thought of our own immediate surroundings will be to them of historic interest and worth. They, at least, will be glad that the best of Mr. Fitch's plays have been preserved in print. And because his appeal was soimmediate, because his success, due to his keen and sprightly observation, was so great, his influence on other dramatists, consciously or not, was far-reaching and for good. He encouraged a more subtle and painstaking stage-management—a reform that in America still has a long way to go. He taught the value of a seemly setting for a play, of accuracy and solidity of scenery. He encouraged by his success the choice of American subjects and the stage illustration of American manners. When he began to write, the percentage of native American dramas in a single season was very small, and the characters in them were often native only in name. To-day the percentage of native dramas produced in a given year far exceeds the percentage of foreign plays, and most of them are now concerned with contemporary themes and people with characters recognizably American. It is impossible, of course, to estimate Mr. Fitch's share in this result, but that it was considerably more than that of any other single man, no one familiar with American theatrical conditions can doubt. A man of the actual theatre, with the failings as well as the virtues of a man of the theatre, without the consciousness of a prophet's call or the intellectual assurance of a self-appointed leader, Clyde Fitch led by his practical success as a maker of popular plays, which were also truthful plays. La Bonne Comedie 497 That those plays obeyed the tendency of They studied the secrets of his success and the times and led the theatre still farther wrote better plays themselves. The public from poetry and true romance, there is no —which never studies—felt the secrets of question. The pendulum had to swing. his success and demanded better plays. A It is still swinging. The mission of the man who has done this for the theatre need theatre to-day is to give reflective realism a not fear that the theatre will forget him. full and fair trial. So far as he could, Mr. But to deserve so well of the theatre, to have Fitch instinctively made his plays realistic, contributed so much to stage literature, is he commented upon the life about him by not yet, in popular estimation, to have beshowing it on the stage as he saw it, often come a man of letters. One is only left to through the glass of a kindly irony. Bespeculate whether, after all, some acknowlcause truth always makes its way when it edged men of letters deserve so well of is not dully presented, he was popularly fame for any contributions they have made successful above most other playwrights. to vital truth in art.
LA BONNE COMEDIE By Austin Dobson Les Precieuses ridicules allerent aux nues des le premier jour. Unvieillard s'ecria du milieu du parterre: "Courage, Moliere 1 voila de la bonne comedie! " (Notice sitr Moliere.) TRUE Comedy circum prcecordia ludit,— It cheers the heart's cockles. 'Twas thus that he viewed it,— That simple old critic, who smote on his knee, And named it no more than he knew it to be. "True Comedy!"—ah! there is this thing about it, If it makes the House merry, you never need doubt it: It lashes the vicious, it laughs at the fool, And it brings all the prigs and pretenders to school. To the poor it is kind; to the plain it is gentle; It is neither too tragic nor too sentimental; Its thrust, like a rapier's, though cutting, is clean, And it pricks Affectation all over the scene. Its rules are the rules Aristotle has taught us; Its ways have not altered since Terence and Plautus; Its mission is neither to praise nor to blame; Its weapon is Ridicule; Folly, its game. "True Comedy!"—such as our Poquelin made it! "True Comedy!"—such as our Coquelin played it! It clears out the cobwebs, it freshens the air; And it treads in the steps of its master, MOLIERE!
** Written for Brander Matthews's " Moliere." ON RESPONSIBILITY By John Grier Hibbcn gDHERE is much loose and confused thinking about the nature of responsibility. Not only are there innumerable instances of persons holding positions of trust who are evading evident responsibilities, but also of those who would seek to justify themselves in such a course. The latter are like the figures in Nast's famous cartoon of the Tweed Ring, who are all standing in a circle, and each one pointing aside with his thumb to his neighbor as the responsible person. It is the old story of the other man. There are many circumstances in life where it is convenient to shift the responsibility upon some one else; and whenever one sets himself to defend a convenient course of action, he cannot always see straight and think clear. Even though he may succeed in convincing himself, nevertheless if in this process there is any element of self-deception, he is perilously near the danger line. There are no fallacies so subtle as those which insinuate themselves into our reasonings at a time when our interests are involved. Therefore when we seek to free ourselves of the burden of responsibility in any situation, we must be peculiarly on guard, that we do not allow ourselves to become ensnared in the toils of those artificial distinctions and plausible explanations, which when stripped of their verbal dress appear in their nakedness as contemptible subterfuges. One of these convenient ideas which serve as a kind of natural anaesthetic to conscience is the belief that any responsibility which is divided is thereby lessened. The director of a corporation may content himself with the comforting thought that where many are jointly responsible, his share of the common obligation after all cannot be regarded as very serious. And it is in this idea that a very fundamental error lies. For responsibility is by its nature something intensive and not extensive. It can be divided among many, but it is not thereby diminished in degree. On the other hand, when by the ordinary 498 processes of arithmetical division one number is divided by another, the result is only a small part of the original amount. It is always a lessening process. But the idea of responsibility cannot be expressed in any such quantitative terms. Dividends can be divided into separate parts, but responsibility cannot. Responsibility can never be conceived in the light of a magnitude. It belongs to the class of things which, when divided, each part is equal to the whole. Responsibility in this respect is like pleasure which, when shared, is not lessened, but the rather increased, as Bacon long ago pointed out. The same quality we find in the rewards of honor, or of fame it may be, which come to the many who have served in a common cause and rejoice in a common victory. Thus the glory of the whole is each one's share. It can be divided among many without loss. So, also, the appreciation of beauty in nature or in art shows no diminishing returns, although the number who experience the joy of it may be increased without limit. This, also, is the characteristic feature of responsibility. Parents share the responsibility of their child, but the complete responsibility and no half measure of it rests upon each. The director of a bank or an insurance company shares the responsibility of his position with his colleagues on the same board; but the shared responsibility is not a per capitum portion, but the whole. This is not a new doctrine; it comes to us with an immemorial sanction. But it seems to have been forgotten in recent years. "My share of the responsibility is but slight," is a common phrase which may be heard on all sides at the present day. If one would thus seek to minimize his sense of obligation as regards that which may be placed in his keeping as a trust, he should not forget that his share of responsibility is not a part, but the whole, undiminished and untransferable. He may have others associated with him, it is true, but his individual responsibility cannot be shifted upon them. He must meet it in the full rigor of its demands, and regard On Responsibility himself as though alone in the discharge of his duties. There is also the fallacy of the delegated responsibility. It is impossible for one at the head of large business interests, for instance, to give his personal attention to even' minute detail. He finds himself naturally compelled to delegate much of the work of supervision and of administration to others who act in the capacity of his deputies. Otherwise the business of life would be impossible. This is indeed a commonplace of even-day business routine. But because some one else may assume the responsibility, he is not wholly relieved of it. He passes on the dutv of actually performing some specific work, and yet the obligation still rests with him not to do the task, it is true, but at least to see that it is done. We cannot afford to ignore the customary judgment that the act of the agent is the act of the principal. We cannot take it for granted that the mere transfer of responsibility to another assures a satisfactory discharge of all the duties which it involves. We do not dare to shut our eyes to the fact as to whether such duties are fulfilled or not, on the ground that the responsibility now rests upon another and not upon ourselves. It is his responsibility, but it is also ours. A person who is at the head of a large business enterprise cannot be omnipresent or omniscient; but he is responsible for the kind of men who are his partners in responsibility, and also for the atmosphere which pervades his business, for the general morale of the service, for the discipline that is enforced, for the prevailing policy and method pursued, and for the spirit and tone which characterize all departments, however various they may be. Division of labor is not a dissipation of responsibility. He who is responsible for a particular task is relieved of that responsibility onlv when there is evidence that the given work has been done. The head of a corporation should devise certain methods by which such evidence can be regularly forthcoming, so that when any cog in any wheel may chance to slip, the fact may be at once apparent at the central seat of responsibility. There is, of course, such a thing as a serial responsibility, as I would style it, that is, where a number of persons in turn assume the responsibility for a certain task, each contributing his share to its accomplishment, and then pass on the full responsibility to some other. This is illustrated in the sending of a registered package. Each one in the series does his part in the process of forwarding it, and receives a signed acknowledgment that another has relieved him of his particular dutv and of all responsibility connected with it. The ordinary business of life, however, cannot always be so nicely adjusted. Responsibility appears more often in an indefinite and diffused form, in which many persons are involved, and no one at any time carries the full burden alone. There is no way of escaping responsibility of this kind as long as we remain within the area of its pervading power. We dare not hang about the outer edge of this region, hoping to reap the possible rewards, and yet think to evade all blame or loss in the event of untoward results. There are many who thus endeavor to hold their course along some such imaginary line, so that the)- may shrewdly keep within it to share the honor or dividends which may accrue, and yet be able to swerve to the other side of it whenever the area within may become the storm centre of indignant protest and recrimination. There is another fallacy which many fall into of securing freedom from responsibility by the assumption of a convenient ignorance. A candidate, for instance, may not choose to know the detail of method and of policy pursued by a campaign committee in charge of his interests. The members of the committee in turn deem it wise to have him kept in ignorance. It is generally understood that whatever happens, he is to know nothing about it. The comforting theory is that no responsibility can attach to a person concerning an act of which he is ignorant. This is doubtless true, provided he is not purposely ignorant. A person may not be held responsible for failure to see some obvious circumstance when his eyes are shut; but he is responsible for his eyes being shut when they ought to be open. There are men who know that certain results could not possibly be accomplished without certain definite means being used; and yet consent weakly to profit by these results on the ground that they do not know On Responsibility explicitly the character of the means used to attain them. It is a lame excuse. We are responsible not only for that which we see and hear, but also for that which may be implied in the things seen and heard, and which we are compelled to recognize as the necessary consequence of them. It is not merely the actual situation in which we find ourselves, but also the logic of such situation that must be interpreted and judged by us as to the measure of our responsibility for them. It must be remembered that the very ground of our responsibility is the presupposition that we are in complete possession of our reason. How absurd therefore to narrow the range of responsibility by excluding the obvious inferences which the reason of any man of ordinary intelligence must surely recognize. If a campaign committee, for instance, expends large sums of money, it stands to reason that the one in whose interests it has been raised must know that revenues are not created by magic. Merely to choose not to know, is to ignore a definite responsibility and thereby assume an indefinite one. It is like signing a blank check to an unknown order and for an unknown amount. The man who would rather not know what his friends are doing in his behalf should be held to strict account for his voluntary ignorance. No one can afford to have things done for him which he would scorn to do or be afraid to do himself. There is also a very common feeling that any one can repudiate all responsibility in a given situation, if he will only declare forcibly and loudly enough that he does not regard himself as in the least responsible for the same. He may insist that he will wash his hands of the whole matter; but there are certain stains that cannot be thus removed. The hands may be washed; but they may not be made clean by the process. How often do men justify themselves when feebly yielding to the prevailing opinion of the many associated with them in some position of trust, by the ready excuse, that after all the majority must rule. It is true that the majority must rule; but it is equally true that the minority must often fight. A mere verbal protest followed bv a quiet acquiescence is not sufficient when honor or honesty is the issue. An uncompromising attitude of opposition may have to be maintained until the court of last appeal is reached; that court may be a board of directors, or the stockholders, or public opinion, or in the regular course of legal procedure even the Supreme Court of the United States itself. Responsibility often means a fight to the finish. We are responsible for our silence, for our inertia, for our ignorance, for our indifference—in short for all those negative qualities which commonly constitute the "dummy" directors,—those inconsequent personages who would enjoy the honor and the perquisites of their office without allowing themselves to be unduly burdened with its duties and cares. The president of a corporation or a superintendent does not assume the responsibility vested in its board of directors; he merely represents that responsibilitv. And when they would implicitly assign all sense of their personal obligations to his keeping, they not only put themselves in a position to be easily fooled, but actually offer a ready temptation to such an one to fool them. They are thus doubly reprehensible; for the neglect of duty on the one hand and on the other for actually extending a virtual invitation for some one to use them as tools for unlawful ends. Not only the wreck of a business, but the wreck of a human being must be laid at their door, who by a splendid capacity for negligence do thus expose another to the play of the most subtle temptations which can be conceived. There is also the mistaken notion that we may escape certain responsibilities by simply not assuming them. There are some obligations, however, which we do not dare to refuse, and which indeed it is not possible to refuse. We have no choice in the matter. We cannot say in truth that we have no responsibility, for instance, for the general decency and good order of the community in which we live, merely because we have chosen to keep out of the village politics, and therefore, not being on the borough council or the board of health, it is none of-our business if the laws of nature, of man, or of God are violated. It must be remembered that responsibilities of such a kind are not assumed by definite choice, but belong to us whether we will or not. Certain responsibilities we do not choose; they the rather choose us. If at times they seem to us vague and inThe Evolution of College Base-ball 501 definite, it becomes our duty then to make them definite through some effort on our part. We are held to account not merely for doing the obvious duty that circumstance may urge upon us, but also for creating the circumstance which may give rise to a wholly new set of duties. We arc not only responsible for lending our service to the cause which has a rightful claim upon us, but also we may be responsible for the establishing of a cause to serve. There are those who imagine that in certain relations of life there can be devised some natural substitute for the sense of responsibility. It is possible, of course, to establish a set of automatic checks upon an employee's activities, of such a nature as to reduce his personal responsibility to a minimum. Any failure in the performance of his duties is at once mechanically discovered by the various systems of time clocks, bell punches, cash registers, and the like. This is very well in all cases where the labor is that of simple routine. Mechanical activity can be checked by a mechanical device. Not so, however, as regards those duties which demand a higher order of capacity—such as that of sound THE EVOLUTION OFBy H. S.President of the Carnegie Foundation5?^SS^§?p3 DEAL has been said in ifl|lA§9tijR] print of late years concern$W&i
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m 8 college games. I have |§#3R#\ \aii been interested to see that J^^^^jS) ] these discussions have in the ^^^^-3 main been carried on by men who never played the games themselves and who, in nearly all cases, lacked any sympathetic knowledge of what it means to let one's self go in the keen excitement of a foot-ball or base-ball match. While such criticism from the outside is to be welcomed, I have some doubt whether any man can criticise a game from the best stand-point unless he himself has taken part in it, and not only taken part in it, but has entered into it with such zest and enthusiasm that he has found his greatest joy and pleasure in it. VOL. XLVII.--52 judgment, a fine sense of discrimination, and the power of resourceful initiative. In all such matters there can be no substitute for the responsible personality. Man is a responsible being because of this very element of free activity in his nature which no mechanicalcontrivance, however ingenious, can ever gauge. We are all so dependent upon the integrity, fidelity, and efficiency of man in the more complex relations of life that we must at times, and often the most critical, trust him implicitly. We do not proceed far in any undertaking without being aware that we are holding another responsible, or that some one is holding us responsible for those inevitable duties which arise out of the relations of man to man the world over. If a man would escape all responsibility he must place himself wholly outside of the relations of life; for life is responsibility. As we have seen, responsibility remains with us even though we may ask others to assume it; we share it with others, but our portion is the same; when we turn our backs upon it, we find it still facing us; we flee from it, and, however far it may be, we see it waiting for us at the journey's end. COLLEGE BASE-BALL Pritchett for the Advancement of Teaching It is from some such consideration as this that I venture a few words concerning the development of college base-ball for the last forty years, during which I have been closely associated with the game, first as a player, secondly as a coach of my boys, and lastly as an observer. My recollections of base-ball go back to the time when in the small Western town in which I lived baseball was just beginning to displace town-ball. I remember with great distinctness the struggle between the two games and how quickly the better game displaced the less skilful and more poorly organized game. In the small institution which I attended I played steadily for four years, and at the end of that period was offered a modest salary in a professional team.have sometimes imagined that had I ac502 The Evolution of cepted this opening I might have reached real fame. To one who has known the game in this way, who remembers the early heroes whose names were on the lips of every college boy, who has seen the game developed until it has become truly a national game, the story of its primacy over other American games and of its development is extremely interesting. That base-ball is our real national game, so far as that term can be given to an organized sport, is, I think, beyond question, and the reasons for it are not far to seek. To become such a sport a game must first of all present a large opportunity for skill in various directions; it must afford a field for organization and co-operation; and finally it must be a good game for the looker-on. Base-ball possesses more completely than any other of our organized sports all these qualifications. It calls for skill of a high order in throwing, running, batting, and in that quick co-ordination of eye and hand which goes to make up skill. Its co-operative feature affords play for the best kind of organization. It shares with cricket the great advantage of offering all these opportunities for skill and for organized play without that temptation to irritation which comes from the personal contact of foot-ball, and it excels cricket in the quickness of the play and the number of thrilling and interesting moments which the ordinary match will develop. Take it by and large, there is no question in my mind that it presents the most wholesome and, on the whole, the best game for developing the manly qualities of youth which has been brought into our college life. To one who has known the game almost from its beginning, it is interesting to see that while there has been a gradual evolution in certain points, it is to-day essentially the same game it was a generation ago. No great modification has been made since the days of the early seventies, when pitching was replaced by throwing. Up to that time the batter faced a ball pitched by a motion of the arm which never allowed the hand to rise above the elbow. When that form of delivering the ball was replaced by the thrown ball, the day of swift balls came in. Outside of this great change the general features of the game remain the same. To the old-time player who looks back over this interval the main technical changes College Base-ball which have taken place have arisen out of the development of the thrown ball and of the gradually increasing role which the pitcher has played thereby. With throwing allowed, the balls became far swifter; the curved ball was gradually developed; and the game has therefore tended to become more and more a pitcher's game, with less and less batting. This tendency has probably gone further than it ought to go for the best interest of the game, but it has not materially modified the need for good base-running and throwing and fielding and batting. It has simply magnified the pitcher's importance and tended to make the game more and more a duel between pitchers, assuming the other players to be fairly well trained in their places. Another development of the game which the old-timer is quickly aware of when he watches a present-day match is the development of a complex organization. Signals began to be used almost as early as the game itself came to be well played, but at the beginning they were restricted to a few simple ones. For example, the pitcher and catcher had a set of signals, and later on, as the signals were extended, they always originated from one of the players, usually from the catcher, who is in a position facing the pitcher, the basemen, and the short-stop, the men who have most need for signals. To-day the use of signals has been so highly developed that it covers all sorts of operations and the player, instead of being under the control of the captain, is in a great number of cases commanded from the bench by the manager. While the development of signals has unquestionably made the game more scientific, this has also, as it seems to me, been developed beyond the point where it exercises its best influence. I am inclined to believe that such signals as are used should be entirely under the management of some man in the game, and that they should be restricted to such as are quickly and easily recognized and which do not require a complicated set of manoeuvres in order to make them known. The college game has always reflected the tendencies of the professional game. Forty years ago the college players of that day read with thrills of excitement the accounts of the professional games and knew in great detail the records of the base-ball The Evolution of heroes of that prehistoric time, just as the college boy of to-day can tell you the points of each of the noted professional players of 1909. Any improvement in the professional game has been quickly reflected in the college game, so that the college game to-day, so far as its technique is concerned, is almost completely a reproduction of the professional game. In many ways this has teen a good thing, for it lends to the college game the snap and quickness and skill which the professional handling has developed. In other ways, however, the imitation of professional base-ball in the college has been a loss, not a gain. Perhaps the most harmful feature of the professional game which the college boys have adopted is the continual chorus of cries on the part of the players as soon as the pitcher takes the ball in hand and gets ready to deliver it to the batter. Every player on the nine gives tongue, and the spectators are treated to one continual shower of puerile and silly cries. The professionals do this partly with the idea of rattling their opponents, but chiefly with the purpose of covering up a complicated set of signals. Even in the professional games the practice is wholly inexcusable and takes away from the pleasure and the fairness of the game, but when introduced into the college games, it is vulgar beyond expression. Such games as, for example, the last Harvard-Princeton matches are enough to disgust the ordinary man with the whole game of base-ball. Not only is the audience subjected to a continual chorus of yells from the players, but the audience itself is encouraged to take a hand in the game by concerted cheering and calls. The result is that the visiting nine not only has to play against the home nine, but it has to play also against the home audience. This whole process is absolutely unfair. It is vulgar in the last extreme and college men ought to stop it. The college games of the old day, when each man did his work without screaming, were infinitely superior to the games of today in that respect, and they offered just as good an opportunity for team-play as can be had by this indiscriminate yelping. Most of the abuses and vulgarity of the college base-ball of to-day have come from the importation during the last twenty years into the college of the professional coach. Sometimes he is a professional College Base-ballfrom the outside; sometimes he is an alumnus, who is called by a stretch of courtesy an amateur; but generally these two breeds of coach do not greatly differ. The methods of both are thoroughly professional, and not only base-ball but other college sports suffer from their presence and pay dearly for the meagre gains which their coaching brings. Any father who will go out to the coaching exercises on one of the practice days and listen to the talk which these men visit upon their young charges, would not willingly have his son live long under such tuition. The college game has little to lose in skill and everything to gain in fairness and decency by returning to the plan of leaving the direction of the game entirely to the students and by eliminating the professional coach. The colleges should go out of base-ball as a business and take it up once more as a game. To the old-timer who played base-ball in college thirty-five years ago one of the most striking differences of the base-ball of to-day is to be found in its enormous cost as compared with the cost then. Like foot-ball, base-ball has come to be conducted in the larger institutions as a business. The young fellow who plays upon a team, instead of buying his own suit, as we did a generation ago, and chipping in a certain modest sum to purchase bats and balls, finds everything bought for him. Boys who have come from modest homes suddenly find themselves living at a rate which they never before imagined. From the ample receipts of the athletic committee, expensive suits and sweaters are furnished in profusion. The nine is carried about the country in Pullman cars at the expense of the college athletic association and lead a life as college athletes so far beyond their means in luxury and in expense as to prove thoroughly demoralizing to many. Of all the affectations which this business has brought in, there is nothing which seems to us old-timers so absurd as the fad of the college training-table. The idea that a young fellow of eighteen to twenty-two who is leading a decent, clean life, eating wholesome food, and dividing his time between work and play, must be provided with a special table in order that he may play good foot-ball or base-ball, is an affectation so extreme that it is difficult to treat it seriously. It belongs to that regime of ex504 The Evolution of travagance which has come in with big gate receipts and expensive coaches and free base-ball suits. The quicker it is dropped, the greater respect men will have for the college conduct of athletics. How wide-spread the demoralization is which comes from the use of these large sums, few fathers realize unless their attention is called especially to the matter. In this respect the military schools—for example, West Point—have set a better example. It allows no gate receipts. It takes its students off on no expensive trips, and runs its athletic expenses on a modest scale. Not only is this true, but it does not diminish in any respect the scholarly demands upon its players on account of their athletic participation; and yet West Point puts up a game of base-ball very nearly comparable with those college teams which are practically professional. Two years ago I went up to West Point to see a game between the cadets and Harvard. It was amongst the earliest games of the season. I had a particular interest in it, because I had one boy on the West Point team and another playing as a substitute on the Harvard team. The Harvard team had returned from a ten days' or two weeks' absence in the South, where, at an expense of some three thousand dollars, they had been kept at a good hotel and had been coached daily by a professional. The cadets had had no coaching except what could be had in connection with their regular studies and in the intervals of their ordinary work, and yet the two nines played so nearly the same game that the difference between the two was very small. The gain in skill which is secured from these expensive trips and from this enormous outlay of money is meagre in the extreme and quite out of proportion to the demoralization and extravagance which the custom carries with it. We old-timers also cannot help regretting that the hospitality and simplicity of the old matches have in large measure passed away. In the old simple days when two college teams played and when the boys went into their own pockets to pay their fares, the players were received by the home club as guests. Generally each fellow on the nine took some visitor to his home for the night or for dinner, and the two teams mingled on the basis of wholesome and College Base-ball friendly social intercourse. To-day all this is changed. The college team drives to the field exactly like a professional base-ball aggregation ; its players take up their work in exactly the same way that the professionals take up theirs; and nearly all the old-time hospitality and sociability has been squeezed out by the professional organization. It may be that a sharper game is played in certain minute technical ways, but I doubt whether it is worth the sacrifice of intercollege comradeship and friendly association. Those of us who knew the game in its early days, who believe in it as the best game for American college boys, would like to see it go back into the hands of the boys themselves. We should be glad to have the gate receipts and the professional coach abolished and to see the game once more managed by college boys in their own way along college ideals and with something of the hospitality and the sociability which came from the mingling of educated men who, while they may be for the moment competitors in athletics, are nevertheless friends and comrades. Personally I do not believe that the game will ever be what it ought to be until our colleges have the courage to take this action. Yale and Harvard publish each year statements showing the enormous receipts of the year for athletics, receipts so great that their very expenditure almost necessarily involves demoralizing consequences. It would be altogether to the honor and the dignity of these two great colleges to eliminate this feature of their college life and to introduce an athletic regime which shall stand first of all for the skill which may legitimately lie within student efforts rather than for the skill which may be reached by putting the sport upon a professional basis of such character as to demand enormous expenditures and complicated organization. Looking back over the history of the game for a generation, the player who started with it feels that it remains to-day essentially a sound and wholesome game for American youth. It possesses perhaps greater possibilities for team-play and for individual skill than any otherof our games, and it needs only to be separated from professionalism and from the vulgarity and extravagance which professionalism brings to restore not only its old-time prestige, but also its old-time hospitality. -THE POINT
SOMETIMES wonder, in my leisure moments—and they are all leisure moments now—how the story of the Garden would have run if it had been the other way about,— if our first parents, instead of being driven out of Eden, had been ordered in. Sitting here with my windows open to-the sky of Greece; the Parthenon, beyond the flat roofs of the city, standing against the blue; all the A Sabbatical Year wonder and glory of the ancient world drifting dimly about the long ridge of Hymettus to the east, and the mountains of Argolis to the south, I fall to thinking, first of that far-away den where so many hours of my life have been ground out, with its grim desk of many pigeon-holes, its shelves of books, its severe ink-bottle, and its relentless pens, and then, unaccountably enough, I begin to think of Adam and Eve. Suppose they had been created of earth outside the Garden; imagine them some evening sitting at the door of their wattled hut, tired of the long day's work at the wooden plough,—I doubt not that it would take both of them to manage it, as it does to-day on the uplands of Greece. One can see the tired donkey browsing on the slightly browned grass, the sheep and goats lying about under the guardianship of the dog, the chickens slowly finding their way to their roost in the olive tree, the red rim of sunset in the west, and Adam, taking a draught of water, rare and precious in this dry land, out of one of those gourd-shaped jars that antedate human history. One can hear Eve—the kerchief that has protected her head from the burning sun all day folded about baby Cain to keep out the evening damp—one can hear tired Eve crooning her first-born to sleep, and then Suppose that an angel, beautiful and blinding, had swept toward earth's first poor home, frightening the sheejPand the donkey, who would take to their heels over dry acanthus and withered grass, scaring the chickens until they fluttered squawking from the olive tree, waking baby Cain to his first roar of defiance against divine command,—suppose that this terrible angel, I say, instead of barring them from Paradise, had commanded them to go in. OF VIEW-One can almost share the anxious hours of planning in the dark, the wonderment about what to take, Adam's uncertainty as to the need of his sheep-skin coat, Eve's decision against her distaff, the whole bewildered debating that attends any packing, that would attend most of all this august preparation for Paradise. One can imagine the broken sleep, those glory-haunted dreams that verge on nightmare, and that waking, in the clear golden dawn, to grief at parting with dog and donkey, and to fear that wolf and jackal would spoil the little herd. One can follow that slow journey eastward to the flaming gate, eyes shaded by the hand to make its glory bearable, eyes shaded by the hand to catch the last glimpse of the hut that was home. And then—but I have no way of picturing the splendor of Paradise; have I ever been there ? Certain long-past moments of vivid life might perhaps give a suggestion of the awe and wonder it would rouse: that first glimpse of Italy, for instance, years and years ago, with southern sunshine on brown hill and cypress, or the glory of white Alps at sunrise. Dimly one can realize the awful joy of those first moments, broken suddenly by a grating sound as the angel shuts the gate. And then, the greenness, the witchery of strange paths, the glamour of it all. Set with trees of all kinds, its loveliness was assured; cedars of Lebanon, tall fronded palms, cypresses; and surely writ, if not holy writ, assures us that the silver birch is there: "And by the gates of Paradise The birk grew fair eneugh." That, of course, may mean inside, and should; no tree is fitter. One can imagine— inadequately of course, if one could imagine anything adequately it would not be imagining, —the innumerable, many-colored, feathered things among the bewildering branches, and the delight in watching their strange manoeuvres. One can share Eve's surprise and delight in finding little Cain no longer heavy to carry, for one is not allowed to imagine burdens in Eden. Stream by stream they would wander, exploring the four rivers; tree by tree 5o5 506 The Pointwould lead them on; and many an innocent fruit, even unforbidden apple, would they test, Cain doubtless struggling vainly for his share. One can dimly see the undiscovered flowers, tall, white lilies, saffron roses, and a million many-tinted, fragrant things. One can be glad for that lightness of the heart in relief from old troubles, the sense of the illimitable riches of idleness, the joy of endless sunshine and endless leisure. And yet it is easy to see how, after a little, the hands of these two honest toilers would begin, unconsciously, to reach out toward the old plough handle, drawing quickly back in shame; how Eve would begin to worry about the lightness of Cain upon her back, longing for the pressure of the old sweet burden. One can understand the sidelong glances with which their eyes would wander past the bird of paradise, in search of those familiar feathered things of home. After all, could one spend eternity at the Zoo? With the "honeydew" of Paradise on their lips they would think wistfully of the humble noon-day meal of old days, taken as they sat cross-legged under the olive trees. With their first misgivings how they would begin to entertain each other! How they would point out effects of line and of color! One can hear their increasing assurances to each other of how delightful it all was; but, in the silences, all the old hard things would come trooping back in memory: the death of their first donkey, the hunger of that first year of tilling the soil before the crops were ripe, and remembered anguish would be twice as hard to bear as any day's brave facing of present hardships. So, shade by shade, one becomes aware of the misery of their splendid loneliness as they sit under alien palms, their anguish of heart when the day's sight-seeing is over, and evening comes, the time for the folding of the sheep. How Eve would long to set to rights the wattled hut, but oh, the goats might already have eaten 'the wattled hut! Alas, for the pointlessness of Paradise: no spot more sacred than another, in all this magnificent expanse, no centre called home. Where is the old preciousness of water, with water everywhere? Where the sense of the divine right of well-earned rest ? For some reason the story seems far sadder than that of the expulsion from the Garden. One has not the heart to follow these poor exiles in Eden, doomed to endless holiday, through more than one day; how then shall one endure a year, a Sabbatical year ? of View But I must stop lest I blaspheme; and see, the sun is going down in golden glory behind the Parthenon, with promise of a fine^day for sightseeing to-morrow. It is not for one of unimpeachable Presbyterian descent to minimize the primal curse of toil.
HERE is no commoner topic among the philosophers, from Solomon and Horace even unto this day, than the melancholy waste of human life involved in the endeavor to do as other people do, specifically to spend as other people spend. From the mad and maddening pretension of the earthen pots to swim with the brass pots, to keep up with the procession, one's daily newspaper daily assures him that there ensue countless physical and mental and moral wrecks. Men are going to jail or to the "sanatorium " every day for no other reason than that they have felt it incumbent upon them to adopt the same scale and style of living as their possibly better-to-do neighbors. It is not that they acknowl-Hr0uJFrugal edge any benefit to themselves from Hospitality this increased strain of expenditure. Contrariwise, the male partner of an extravagant household is commonly free to acknowledge that, for his part, he gets no good whatever from the excessive outgo, that he would be more comfortable if it were reduced to the measure of his real requirements. But for the chivalry which still more or less survives, he would openly blame "the woman whom thou gavest to be with me." In spite of the chivalry, the circumstances so often indict "the woman" in the crimes or the disasters which attend the attempt either to live beyond one's means or to increase them with inattention to moral or legal conditions. As to this aspect of the problem, which is the prevailing modern aspect, neither of the two philosophers we have named does the modern patient any good at all. There were so many of Mrs. Solomon! And there was no Mrs. Horace at all! "What did they know about it?" is tempted to inquire the heavy-laden twentieth centurion when you put their adages to him. He knows the%i already, poor man. If to be a Solomonian or a Horatian philosopher would make his wife one, he would cheerfully addict himself to Hebrew and Latin. But the wife of his bosom finds no consolation in these trite dicta, in presence of the glaring fact that her neighbor has had two new suits, or two new hats, since she has had one. The Point of View It is in the article of dress, doubtless, that the heavy-laden husband oftenest finds himself so oppressed as to seek relief at the peril of the Bedlam or the jail. But there are other articles. Take the common case of hospitality. The British middle-class dinner-party is an inexhaustible theme for the British satirist, the ill-made made-dishes which one must have because everybody has them, the "pastrycook's men" for the waiters, which every guest knows the family does not maintain, and so forth, and so forth. Listen to that impeccable authority, Anthony Trollope: "People are getting to be so luxurious that one can't live up to them at all," said Mrs. Toogood. " We dined out herewith some new-comers in the Square only last week. We had asked them before, and they came quite in a quiet way,—just like this; and when we got there we found they'd four kinds of ices after dinner! " " And not a morsel of food on the table fit to eat," said Toogood. " I never was so poisoned in my life. As for soup,—it was just the washings of the pastrycook's kettle next door." "And how is one to live with such people, Mr. Walker?" continued Mrs. Toogood. "Of course we can't ask them back again. We can't give them four kinds of ices." "But would that be necessary? Perhaps they haven't got twelve children." " They haven't got any," said Toogood, triumphing; " not a chick belonging to them. But you see one must do as other people do." The American husband, husband of a certain kind of wife, is falling into the same sordid subjection into which his British brother fell long ago. He is confronted with the painful dilemma, either we must do as other people do, and spend more money on entertainment than we can afford, or else we must fail to reciprocate the hospitality we receive. This is a dilemma which every husband of what we may (with the highest respect) describe as a Philistine wife finds himself at some time, and probably many times, called to confront. Happily, it is not really a dilemma at all. The "pastrycook's man" is happily not yet a factor in ordinary American entertainments. It is a question of things good to eat only and of things decently served. And this is a question of the skill of the hostess. There are delightful interchanges of hospitality, for example, at army posts, where the convives are all poor together, and where everybody knows accurately what every other body's income is. Likewise in colleges under like conditions. It is here only a question of housewifely skill whose entertainments are most acceptable and welcome. But what the Philistine housewife overlooks is that what appreciative guests crave and value is not what they get everywhere else but, precisely, what they get nowhere else. Following a multitude to do evil is by no means the way to make yourself popular by means of little dinners and little suppers. " I advised Mrs. Thrale," observed Dr. Johnson, with his usual "massive sagacity," "who has no card-parties at her house, to give sweetmeats, and such good things in an evening, as are not commonly given, and she would find company enough come to her." And who can possibly have forgotten, in Thackeray's "Book of Snobs," the dinner which the frugal but humorous Gray gave to the locuplete Goldmore, who was at first appalled by the evidence of "utter destitution," but who, when he was finally appealed to by his host with "Haven't you had a good dinner?" had to answer, "'Pon my word—now you say so—I have really had a monsous good dinner, monsous good, upon my word." A friend of mine declares that, well within living memory, he and his wife made a marked social success, in a considerable town in the State of New York, by serving, when it came their turn to entertain a certain social club at supper, a concoction of sweetbreads, which were not only unfamiliar to most of the guests, but for which the very butcher declined to make a charge upon the ground that he was in the habit of throwing them away! And I who speak to you have enjoyed the experience in a Connecticut village, hard by the confines of New York, of having the local butcher refuse to charge for ox-tails, and eke for calves' brains, seeing that they were both "offal." The late John Sutherland, whom many gastronomers of Manhattan fondly remember, used to say, with some plausibility, that he could move into any village of New England and live better than any of the inhabitants thereof on what the other inhabitants threw away. Those Arcadian days may be past. But the moral of them remains. And the moral is that acceptable hospitality consists, not in doing as other people do, but as other people do not do; that it is an affair, not primarily of the expenditure of money, but of the expenditure of care and skill. If these few lines shall meet the eye of my admired friend, Phyllis of Philistia, and shall induce her to withhold her much-enduring husband yet a while longer from the state's prison or the sanatorium, they will not have been written in vain, The Point of View 508
AM at the moment using a writing-chair which has been in constant service for.at least half a century. It is not of very pleasing design, but it is exceedingly comfortable and convenient, and has the attractiveness and dignity of robust old age. It has none of the marks which the arts-and-crafts people of our day like to insist on as indispensable in well-made furniture. I suspect that its joints are dowelled, though none of them has ever opened its walnut lips sufficiently to disclose the secret of its construction. I fear it is not wholly hand-made, but was in considerable part the product of such machinery as was available at the time of its origin. It certainly was not costly, but was purchased by one of my forebears of an English manufacturer who had, I have been told, a reputation Ex Cathedra for solid workmanship. It sustains Ex Cathedra that reputation, for there is no .apparent reason why it should not be as strong and usable threescore years hence as it has been during the twoscore that I have owned it. Now if I were in need of such a chair, I should not know where to go to be sure of getting one having the same solidity and endurance. Doubtless they can be had; but, whereas I have been assured that when this chair was bought there were in the interior city of some hundred thousand inhabitants in which its purchaser resided, three or four shops in which furniture as trustworthy could be got, there is not known to me in the far larger town from which I write a single shop in which I could have as implicit confidence. In the procession of purchased furniture that has taken its course through my own home since this chair came in, there has been no article that bids fair to stand so well the test of steady use. I have come to feel that furniture bills are a sort of lottery tickets, the greater number of which, in the nature of things, do not draw prizes. And I may say that my experience is much the same in the purchase of other necessaries of family life, hangings, floor coverings (except Oriental rugs), raiment for either sex, and so on. In short the sense of confidence in buying and of responsibility in making and selling seems distinctly to have lessened under the conditions of modern American life. I suppose that the fact may be attributed to the greater scale of production, to the wider markets and to the more elaborate organization of business separating the manufacturer from the consumer and making it more difficult for the latter to hold the former to any definite and practical accountability. The dependence to be placed on the shop where my chair was made was known probably to pretty nearly every head of a family in the town, not by advertisement, but by experience, or by direct report of the experience of others. Such knowledge is no longer attainable. The chairs offered to me in my town may be, and generally are, made a thousand miles away, and a hundred stores draw their supplies from the same or like sources. Moreover, while the sale of my chair at its modest price was a matter of appreciable consequence to the maker, I should to-day in most shops be but one of a host of purchasers, and any content or disappointment of mine would be a negligible quantity. I should, indeed, probably make my purchase in a "department," one of a score in a big, highly organized concern, the profits of which depend chiefly on the quantities sold and are not intimately affected by the quality of the wares dealt in. Of course, the system has its advantages and some of them are important. The cost of many staple commodities of a quality that does not greatly vary, for which the demand is large and relatively steady, has diminished. In this class of commodities the competition is mainly concentrated on cheapness, while the quality is fairly "standardized," as the phrase goes in the trading world. I think, though one cannot be sure, that the tendency is to include in this process a gradually increasing number of things and to make the expense of living, as far as these things go, less for the mass than otherwise it would be. That obviously is desirable. But I am not exactly one of the mass. I have a strong liking for comfortable and enduring furniture, fitted to sustain the continuous use of successive owners; furniture that may have come down from former generations or such as will pass to my children's children, with a certain accumulation of pleasant associations, and I could afford, within limits, to indulge that fondness. That I cannot do so with the ease and security enjoyed by the ancestor in whose seat I am writing is to me a matter of real regret and annoyance. THE FIELD OF ART TheMONOTYPES
T is but natural that the artistic temperament should tire, now and then, of the more conventional and formal methods of expression, and find both recreation and pleasure in experimenting in new fields. Delightful personal and characteristic achievements are to be found in what may be called the by-VOL. XLVIL—S3 Nun. paths of art. It is indeed here, where all restraint has been removed, that self-revelation is more apt to take place; it is here that the true spirit of creation often resides and the individual really expresses himself. Art such as this, modest as it is, can speak for itself. The drawings of Leonardo, the sanguines of Watteau, the faintly rubbed lithographs of 509 The Field of Art meet, as a rule, for youth is gregarious, in the studio of some fellow-worker. They sketch one season, they etch another, and certain of them, as well as some of the older men within recent years, have found a charming means of expression in the monotype. The literature of the monotype is singularly scant. The art has been practised by few and at widely scattered intervals, and its history, such as it is, still remains unwritten. Although the process has long been known to professional craftsmen, it is to Mr. Charles A. Walker, of Boston, that we are chiefly indebted for the present revival of the monotype, as he it is who has substantially rescued its delightful possibilities from oblivion. Not the least important feature of the monotype is that it is a medium which possesses particular appeal for the painter as distinguished from the engraver or the purely graphic draughtsman. In point of fact it can only be mastered by one versed in the technique of painting, and was thus not long in finding early champions in the ranks of the artists, notable among whom, in America, were William M. Chase, Charles Varren Eaton, Professor Rufus Sheldon, who has made some remarkable monotypes in colors, Joseph Jefferson, who was an enthusiastic maker of monotypes, and Sir Hubert von Herkomer abroad. The actual production of a monotype is simplicity itself. In ><\°X The Old Mother. Whistler, or* the sketches of Auguste Rodin tell a story of zest and joy in the doing which would be found difficult to equal in the work of these men in other channels. There is no minimizing the general value of such a legacy. In order to understand the broader message and meaning of art one must turn the pages of portfolios as well as stand before gilt frames, for it is in the print-room of gallery or museum as well as in the crowded Salon Carre that the secrets of art are to be surprised. A new nation, and somewhat self-conscious and jealous of our position in the world of taste, we have exhibited a tendency to ignore everything save the approved and crystallized forms of expression. Any one who devoted his energies to etching or lithographing, for instance, was looked upon somewhat as a trifler and a person devoid of serious aim. The graphic arts have led rather a precarious existence with us, and it is only comparatively recently that they have enlisted reasonable attention. Of late years, however, the situation has improved, and such enlightenment has been mainly due to the returning from Continental art school and atelier of young men who have absorbed abroad valuable lessons of aesthetic freedom and independence. Though their work occasionally achieves academic acceptance, much of it is done privately for their own delectation. They La Liseuse. The Field of Art 51 ] A Study. essentials it consists in nothing more or less than painting in black or in colors upon a zinc or copper plate and running such a plate through the press, the resultant print being a monotype. Unlike etching or engraving, it is strictly planographic art, there being no marks or incisions whatever from needle, acid, or graver upon the surface of the plate. In the very directness of the process, however, lie both its possibilities and its pitfalls, and, for the sake of the uninitiated, some of these will be briefly considered. The first step consists in covering the plate with an even ground tone, and then sketching in the composition with free, rapid strokes, bearing constantly in mind the fact that the lights are secured by rubbing or smudging away the pigment, a perfectly clean surface giving absolute white. Great care must be taken not to have the paint too thick, or to use overmuch oil in the mixing, or the effect will be utterly ruined. To obtain an impression the printing must be done while the pigment is still wet. In printing, the paper must first be moistened, and just the proper amount of pressure used that the finer qualities of the design may be preserved. The whole programme must be carried forward rapidly and with such 512 The Field of Art deftness and tact that the monotype easily takes rank as one of the most attractive of media for the production of rapid, spirited sketches in portraiture, genre, or landscape. One may use either brushes, a bit of rag, the thumb, or anything one likes in outlining the composition, or in dexterous feats of modelling. The smoothness of the surface makes it possible to work the paint about in any direction, and the most enticing effects are secured by the slenderest means. Yet it is in the printing of these rapid-fire impressions that success or failure, cf course, lies. The ideal paper to use is Japanese paper, and it is not until the paint is fundamentally incorporated with these fine, semitransparent sheets by means of pressure that the ultimate result is achieved. For mere experimental work excellent results may also be obtained by using ordinary blotting-paper. The charm of the monotype, as a whole, resides in its utter freedom. A painter may employ any sort of technique, and, if the printing be carefully done, the result will give a charming fineness of tone, richness of texture, and the subdued brilliance of the lights and shadows. The element of chance also plays a piquant role, sometimes working for and sometimes against the desired result. And, finally, it must be always borne in mind that monotyping is not, as are etchings and lithography, a reproductive art. Each of these prints is an original; the same effect cannot be attained again no matter what amount of care and effort may be expended toward such an end. It is not surprising that a process at once so flexible and so full of fascination should appeal to artists. Quite unknown to the public at large, there was formed, some several years since in New York city, a Monotype Club. The club was composed of men who had studied at Julien's, in Paris, and who sought by this means to keep alive the comradeship and pleasant associations of former days. They used to meet once a month under the presidency of Mr. Leslie Cauldwell, and among the more active members were such men as Albert Sterner, Ernest Peixotto, and the late Louis Loeb. Some were already familiar with the process, while to others it was wholly new, yet all worked with enthusiasm, now sketching from models, and now improvising their compositions. A member who displayed great interest in the medium, and who has since devoted more of his time than the rest to studying its possibilities, is Mr. Albert Sterner, a number of whose monotypes are herewith reproduced. Mr. Sterner recognizes few limitations in his handling of this particular process. The simpler range of black-and-white he employs with force and vigor, but what he loves most is to paint in full colors upon the smooth surface of the plate, and produce prints of great variety and brilliancy of tone. He employs, as he may see fit, his customary painter's palette of five or six colors, and with brush, bit of cloth, or fingers sketches and models with his habitual rapidity and energy. Though he has thus far succeeded best with Rembrandtesque character studies, such as "The Old Mother," or pensive bits of domestic genre, such as "La Liseuse," his range is wide. He has executed numerous portraits, has essayed beach scenes with boats riding at anchor in the vein of Whistler's nocturnes, and in "The Nymph'' invades with success that kingdom of fancy and sentiment which traces its origin to Rubens and achieves its apogee with Boucher and Fragonard. Mr. Sterner's monotypes already number upward of fifty more or less formal subjects, besides innumerable experimental studies. They add a novel and stimulating page to the chapter devoted to this branch of art. Both by temperament and by training Mr. Sterner is one to whom the particular characteristics of the process are exceptionally suited. His work has never, indeed, shown that elaborate finish which is incompatible with the swift rendition which constitutes the very spirit of the medium under consideration. To master the monotype one must be flexible and impressionistic; ready to make instant use of every possible advantage, for, once the print is made, no alteration is possible. There is no medium which offers more facility in impromptu sketching, and none better adapted for making characteristic copies of one's larger finished work. An engraving or an etching after a painting is clearly an anomaly, whereas a monotype done by the artist himself preserves all the essentials, and is often superior to the original in spirit and freedom. Whistler it was, and no one was ever more essentially American than he, who raised the lithograph from the slough of commercialism and made it a thing of exquisite and subtle beauty, and it now remains for others to place the monotype where it belongs in the category of art. The start has already been made, and it is to be hoped that the work may be continued along these same promising lines.
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The new Victor catalogue lists more than 3000 selections—both Victrola XVI single- and double-faced records. Same quality—only difference is in price. Buy double-faced if the combination suits you. Mahogany, $200 Quartered oak, $200 Victor Talking Machine Co., Camden, N. J., U. S. A. Circassian walnut, $250 Berliner Gramophone Co., Montreal, Canadian Distributors To get best results, use only Victor Needles on Victor Records Victrola New Victor Records are on sale at all dealers on the 28th of each month In answering advertisements please' mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER -MR * New Schumann-Heink Records Perfect reproductions of the most glorious and most sympathetic of true contralto voices. Hear today at any Victor dealer's, Schumann-Heink's beautiful rendition of "Silent Night, Holy Night" (88138), and the well-known Brindisi air from Lucrezia torgia (88188)—sung as you have never heard them sung before, and reproduced in 11 their beauty by the new process of Victor recording. And be sure to hear the Victrola To get best results, use only Victor Needles on Victor Records In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Columbia , Double Disc Records CONSTANTINE the great spanish tenor No. \ "Di quells pira" from II Trovatore. A 690 ( "Deserte sulfa ten 10-inch Double-Disc $1.50 If you haven't heard a Columbia record made during the last few months, you cannot know what the modern graphophone can do. Your machine (Columbia or other make) will play Columbia Double-Disc Records—music on both sides—one selection on the front, another on the back. 65 cents will bring you a sample and the name of a nearby dealer. Catalog free. COLUMBIA PHONOGRAPH CO., GEN'L, Dept. G. Tribune Bld^., N. Y. Prices in Canada plus duty. Headquarters for Canada—264 Yonge Street, Toronto, Ont. Ohote copyright In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Grafonola Zfje COLUMBIA Grafonola DE LUXE $200. / With Regina \ \ Attachment $225.) ^ ^ "It is the ^B ^F one incomparable ^B W musical instrument " ^ ' —the one most versatile ' entertainer. Its vocalism is the voice itself—true, in tone, tempo and timbre, with no loss of individu-ality, no alteration in [ value; every most i V delicate phrase a A ^L perfect tone- ^fl ^ . picture. A Don't put $200 into a musical instrument till you have made comparisons. There are "concealed-horn talking machines" on the market. But the Columbia GRAFONOLA is different, embodying wholly new principles of sound-reproduction and tone-projection. Illustrated descriptive catalog free. COLUMBIA DISC AND CYLINDER GRAPHOPHONES, 120 TO J100. COLUMBIA PHONOGRAPH CO., GEN'L, Dept. G, Tribune Bldg., N. Y. Prices in Canada plus duty. Headquarters for Canada—264 Yonge Street, Toronto, Ont, Dealers Wanted—Exclusive selling rights given where we are not properly represented. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRlBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Si The Supremacy of the STEINWAY over all other makes is again positively proven by the adoption of the STEINWAY PIANO by the Aeolian Company as its leader for the incorporation of the unrivalled Pianola inside player. Everybody who makes a piano can claim that his product is the best, but will any other manufacturer corroborate it? When, however, one of the most powerful international organizations and factors in the musical industry puts its seal of supreme approval on the STEINWAY PIANO, it should convince not only the unbiased but also the most skeptical. The Steinway Pianola Piano can be bought from any authorized dealer in Steinway Pianos in the United States and Canada. Illustrated catalogue will be sent upon request and mention of this magazine. STEINWAY & SONS Steinway Hall, 107 and 109 East Fourteenth Street Subway Express Station at the Door In answering advertisements please mention SCRlBNER'S MAGAZINE TIFFANY & Co. Intending purchasers are invited to compare the prices of Tiffany & Co.'s Jewelry and Silverware with those of similar articles sold elsewhere The Tiffany Blue Book is especially intended for persons who find it inconvenient to visit New York. A copy will be sent upon request Fifth Avenue & 37th Street New York In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Cowan I —-v VOf^ir CABINET-WORK Such is the demand for this fine furniture that our entire output for the present season is already contracted for by the retail furniture trade. Although Cowan Cabinet-Work is made in the largest workshops of their kind in the world, our facilities will be taxed throughout the year to keep up the stocks of our agents in various cities, and we cannot now accept new business except upon certain patterns of which we have a stock on hand. In this situation we advise those who are interested in the correct furnishing of fine homes to visit our nearest agent as early in the season as possible to make sure of getting the pieces wanted, as undoubtedly there will be a shortage in some quarters. Cowan Cabinet-Work is made in more than a thousand patterns, all in mahogany, and for every household use. W e believe it to be the best furniture made. W e distribute no catalogues or photographs except to furniture dealers. W e shall be glad to furnish you the name of our agent in your city or nearest you, where you may see a representative showing of this furniture. For your guidance the maker's mark, each piece of Cowan shown herewith, Cabinet-Work bears in gold.Cf^^N W. K. COWAN & COMPANY, CHICAGO \ booooooooooooooooocooooo In answering advertisements •please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Before You Try To make the first cup of POSTUM read directions on the package carefully. They are simple and easily followed. Postum must be boiled—not simply steeped. Postum contains no coffee or other harmful substance; is made of clean, hard wheat, including the bran-coat which is Nature's Storehouse for the Phosphate of Potash, the " cell-salt " for rebuilding brain and nerve tissue. Coffee ails disappear when Postum is the daily beverage. "There's a Reason" Postum Cereal Company, Ltd., Battle Creek, Michigan, U. S. A. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER IT WORKS LIKE A KODAK 2A Folding Pocket BROWNIE Here is a new member of the Brownie family, which gives a picture of that highly popular size, 2l/2 x 4%, in a folding pocket camera, at the extremely modest price of $7.00. The illustration above not only shows the camera itself, but designates also the exact size of the picture it makes. The 2A Folding Pocket Brownie loads in daylight with Kodak film cartridges, has our pocket automatic shutter, meniscus achromatic lens, automatic focusing lock, reversible finder for horizontal or vertical views, two tripod sockets, and is in every respect a well made and well finished little camera. Now on Sale by all Kodak Dealers. Price $7.00. Catalogues of Kodaks and Brownies free at the dealers or by mail. EASTMAN KODAK CO., Rochester, N. Y., The Kodak City. In answering advertisements plea~s~e~^tTon SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER THE EFFICIENT MINUTE We have speeded up our ships and In almost every field of work men railways; we have made rapid transit are accomplishing more in less time with more and more rapid; we have developed the Bell Telephone than they could a mile a minute in the air and much faster without it. They can talk with more in an automobile. people, near and far; they can keep the But the Bell Telephone is quickest run of more details; they can buy or of all. It is instantaneous. No weeks sell more goods, and to better advantage; or days or minutes wasted in waiting for they can be active in more affairs. somebody to go and come; no waiting The Bell Telephone has placed a new for an answer. and higher value upon the minute—for It is the most effective agency for everybody. It has done this by means making minutes more useful, more of One Policy, One System, and Univerefficient. sal Service. Bell Long Distance Telephone service not only gives an added value to a man's minutes — it accomplishes business results which would be absolutely impossible without it. Every Bell Telephone is the Center of the System. AMERICAN TELEPHONE AND TELEGRAPH COMPANY AND ASSOCIATED COMPANIES In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Ike, BLOOM of HEALTH Blossoms only in those who are blessed with plenty of rich life-giving blood. Nothing in the "World Equals Malt nutrine as a blood and strength maker. Every drop of it is alive with the health-bringing juices of American barley and the vigorous tonic powers of imported Saazer Hops. Declared by U. S. Revenue Department A PURE MALT TONIC and not an alcoholic beverage. SOLD BY DRUGGISTS AND GROCERS ANHEUSER-BUSCH St. Louis, Mo. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER An Industry Become An Art Above are pictured wearers of America's leading clothes. Below, the country's finest tailoring institution—a plant where the industry of good clothes-making has become a fine art. Adler-Rochester Clothes are designed and made by master craftsmen. To this is due their superiority of style, fit and finish. The materials are the choice of eachseason's best fabrics —the finest weaves and the handsomestionable shades. ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ patterns—the richest, most fash The Adler-Rochester plant is a fresh air and sunshine institution—remarkable for its splendid equipment, its ideal working conditions. Thus is inspired the constant JS*? _^^_^^^_^^^_^_^^____ J, best effort of the experts employed. And these conditions are reflected in every line, in every inner detail of ADLER Rochester CLOTHES How the Prices Are PossibleNor do Adler-Rochester's cost more than other good clothes. $18.00 and upwards are the prices. Yet we spend in the making four times what some makers spend. The utmost in time and skill is afforded in every detail. Such lavishness is possible only because we confine our profit to 6 per cent. And so it is that Adler-Rochesters are vastly greater in value than most other clothes. It will pay you to make the Adler-Rochester acquaintance without delav. Style Book in Colors—FREE Through our Style-Book "K, " you may learn what well dressed men will wear this season. Adler-Rochester Grays and Blues and other favored colors are beautifully reproduced. Yours for a postal card, and of immense interest. But please prove its facts to yourself. Visit the leading merchant in your community— where Adler-Rochester Clothes are sold. Try on a suit or overcoat—then judge them. For on their actual appearance when worn, is based their repnta tion—America's leading clothes for over 40 years. L. ADLER BROS. & CO., Rochester, N. Y. In answering a^H^ne^i^kasi^e^^ SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Famous in ihe middle ofihe 19th Century and in ihe 20th Century- Supreme^/-"" 1_ . . ,—I J Kranich and Back Pianos "The Supreme Achievement of Piano Craft M HE Kranich & Bach Piano may justly be termed one of the Institutional Products of America. A half century ago the founders of the Kranich 6c Bach house were inspired by a Lofty Ideal—to make the Best Piano that human hands could fashion. HROUGHOUT almost four decades of the last century and the opening decade of the present, all the thought, effort, capital and experience of the original founders and their direct family successors have been steadfastly consecrated to that intense purpose. HE only Grand Piano in the world capable of equal tone gradation from softest pianissimo to heaviest fortissimo is the Kranich & Bach fitted with the celebrated "Isotonic" pedal, and the only Upright in the world containing the marvelous "Violyn" plate is the Kranich & Bach. Sold on terms that conform to the personal requirements of any reasonable customer. TW O interesting little books describing the WRITE greatest improvements in piano construction— FOIL they will be sent free with our handsome 1910 catalogue. KRANICH & BACH, 233-45 EAST 23d STREET, NEW YORK In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE^ SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Who's your tailor?* THE FIRST merchant tailors to bring the prices of high-grade custom tailoring within reach of all men— THE FIRST to improve quality and workmanship wherever and whenever possible— THE FIRST in our trade to operate our own shops and deliver made-to-order clothes of real merit— WE SHOULD BE FIRST in your thoughts when desiring clothes made as you want them. $25 to $40 Our local representative will show our woolens and take your measure. If you don't know him, ask us. Largest tailors in the world of GOOD made-to-order clothes Price Building Chicago In answering ad^Hs^nJs^e^sJ^itfon SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRJBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER GRAPE JUICE WITH LEMON ICE Shown in the illustration. Serve the Grape Juice very cold with a spoonful of lemon ice on top. To make the lemon ice put two cupfuls of water and one cupful of sugar into a saucepan and boil for eight minutes, remove saucepan from fire and beat until cold. Add the stiffly beaten whites of four eggs, the strained juice of three lemons and the grated rind of one lemon. Freeze. A book of surprisingly good grape juice recipes sent free, if you will send us the names of your grocer and druggist. All grape juice is good, but Walker's Serve grape juice is clear and pure — without the usual Walker's pulp and tannin-bearing sediment. It is free from that unpleasant afterGrape Juice ! taste found in other brands. You can easily see and taste the difference. It is appropriate to every occasion-Try Walker's, Keep a case in the house dinner, luncheon, tea, or a casual after and serve it generously . It is noon call. Its very always in appearance is good form, tempting—clear and always apbrilliant. preciated. It is the one beverWalker'sYou may serve it age that plain with lumps of needs no ice, or in many deapology GRAPE JUICE or explanlightful and easy-toation. prepar e combinaOrder from your grocer or tions. Its rich color, with mint leaves, or druggist. Full Quarts 50c, whipped cream, or dainty wafers, pleases Full Pints 25c. Served also the eye and promises a treat which its at Soda fountains everywhere delicious flavor well fulfils. — in the "ten-pin" bottle. Write for the Recipe Book. -Ten-Pin" BO«I« THE GRAPE PRODUCTS COMPANY, North East, Pa. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S .MAGAZINE SCRJBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER EVERETT Tone is the Heart of Harmony To own an lEbfrftt is accepted among the World's greatest Artists as proof of best tone judgment The Tone-Poetry of CHOPIN— his inmost soul's dream-images are at last perfectly revealed through the exquisite tone shadings of Everett PIANO Everett Prices Appeal to those who demand the best Uprights, $500 to $675, Grands, $725 to $1500, Special Art Cases to Order. Catalog Free. Write us if your dealer does not sell the twrftt. We will make it easy for you to inspect the piano before purchase, which can be arranged on pleasing terms. THE JOHN CHURCH COMPANY Cincinnati Chicago New York Owners of The I'-verett Piano Co,, Boston, Me-s. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE M HOUSE BUILDING HOUSE-FURNISHINGS CEO. W. MAHER, ARCHITECT, CH1CACO FINELY PRINTED NEW CUTS It you ever m intend to build send lor the above book to-day Jfj-. ARTISTIC HOMES A 1000=page book of over 1500 plans, handsomely bound, Price $1.00. Former Price $2.00 Express prepaid for 25c. Purchasers of the $1.00 new book require no other, as it contains by far the largest number of house designs ever published. -- THE BOOK CONTAINS -409 one and two-story Cottages of S300 to S1500; 340 Residences of S1200 to S1500; 379 Residences of S1500 to $2500; 225 Residences of $2500 to $9000; 100 California Bungalows. I have designed churches, schools, libraries, theatres, stores, hotels, banks, etc., all over the U. S., and have a special department for the planning of residences. Book of 32 Churches, 25c. Bungalow Book 50c HERBERT C. CHIVERS . touis, Mo. —CONSULTING— San Francisco ARCHITECT DEXTER BROTHERS' English Shingle Stains The average stain will not hold its color at the seaside ; ours will. This is perhaps the hardest test for a stain. Ours gives no offensive odor, will not wash off nor turn black. It gives a wealth of artistic beauty at half the cost of paint. Samples and particulars on request DEXTER BROTHERS COMPANY, 105 Broad St., Boston Branch Office : 542 Fifth Avenue, New York \'".l \TS: II. M. Hooker Co.. 651 Washington Blvd., Chicago i fohn ] >. S. Potts, 218 Race St., Philadelphia; F. II. McDonald, 619 The ' Grand Rapids; F.T. Crowe iS 1 o., Seattle, Spokane, Tacoina, V Portland, Ore.; F. S. Coombs, Halifax, N. S.; M. D. Francis, Atlanta,Ga. Write for the ESTEY "PRICE L«fl TALKS"
E have asked you to "think right" about a piano, that is, in a general way. Now about price. Estey pianos, as far as we know, are the only ones on which the net cash selling prices are £xed at the factory. Look for the tag when you buy an Estey Piano. It tells you what the dealer should charge you. It is placed on every piano before it leaves the factory. It is your protection. We have prepared two leaflets on this question of price. They give you facts that will surprise and interest you. You must have this information before you can buy a piano right. Ask for "Price Talks" A and G. ESTEY PIANO CO. New York City. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING—HOUSE FURNISHINGS MAYHEW a • Chippendale Furniture is looked upon now, as it has been since first designed and made by Thomas Chippendale in the 18th Century, as an epitome of all that furniture should be both in beauty and usefulness. This illustration is suggestive of the fidelity with which the designs of Chippendale are carried out in Mayhew Furniture Dealers in all important American cities will take pleasure in showing you these and other types of Mayhew Period Furniture, and in demonstrating to you the reasons for its general acceptance as a standard of furniture excellence. Names of dealers will be furnished upon request. MAYHEW COMPANY MILWAUKEE In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING-HOUSE FURNISHINGS The Ostend Flanders Arm Chair The Aristocrat of Furniture "Reliance" Leather Furniture has a luxurious elegance of its own. It is built for lasting adornment and comfort. It expresses refinement, relaxation and repose. Yet it is the most economical furniture you can buv. Its first cost is practically no greater than that of less worthy makes. Then it outwears every other furniture over and over again. " Reliance" Leather Furniture never fades. These luxurious Chairs and Sofas are at their best when most other furniture is ready to be discarded. At the best furniture stores everywhere you will find complete assortments of " Reliance" Leather Furniture. Notable among the new designs are distinctive patterns in the Flanders and Mission types for library and living-room. Each piece bears our trade mark which guarantees you perfect cabinet work, highest quality materials and best finish. A Book About Leather Furniture Our Free Booklet "SM" illustrates some of the noteworthy examples in "Reliance" Leather Furniture in suites and individual pieces for Library and Living-Room. It is full of information you should have before buying leather furniture. With this book we will send the name of your local dealer who will supply you with the genuine " Reliance" Leather Furniture. JAMESTOWN LOUNGE COMPANY Jamestown, New York Specialists in (he Manufacture of Comfortable Leather Furniture s The Kyswiok Flanders Davenport |T| T is its unusually heavy plate || | which makes Community Silver y look so well and -wear so veil. p 6 Teaspoons, $2.92 <Jsft your\DealerX ONEIDA COMMUNITXLTD ONEIDA, NY In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING-HOUSE FURNISHINGS g\1 Cabinet f Glenwood Patent Oven Heat Indicator. Glenwood Combination Coal, Wood and Gas Range. No fussy ornamentation or fancy nickel on the Plain Cabinet Glenwood. Just the natural black iron finish. The Mission Style"applied to a range. A room saver too—like the upright piano. Every essential refined and improved upon. The Sectional Top prevents warping, and is so planned that by changing the cross-shaped front holes castings that hold the covers (see illustration) a wash-boiler may be placed at back of range, free for leaving all cooking. The Oven, Damper, Grates and Clean-out are each worthy of special mention. The Glenwood Gas Range Attachment consisting of Oven, Broiler and Three Burner Top is made to bolt neatly to the end of the coal range when a combination coal and gas range is desired. The heat in both coal and gas ovens is registered by the wonderful Glenwood patent oven heat indicator which shows at a glance when to put food in the oven. If a large amount of baiting is required, both the Coal and Gas ovens can be operated at the same time using one for meats and the other for pastry. Being very compact it saves room in the kitchen and "MaKes CooKing Easy." This range is also made with elevated gas oven instead of end style, shown above, or if gas is not desired, with or without reservoir on right end. The Glenwood Ash Chute may be used instead of a pan, when kitchen is on first floor. This wonderful convenience savift lugging ashes, as they are dropped direct to ash barrel in basement without a particle of dust or dirt in kitchen (see illustration). Write for handsome booklet of the plain Cabinet Glenwood Combination Coal, Wood and Gas range, mailed free. Direct to Ash WEIR STOVE CO., TAUNTON, MASS. Barrel Manufacturers of the celebrated Glenwood Ranges, Parlor Stoves, Furnaces, Water and Steam Boilers. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBATER,S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING—HOUSE FURNISHINGS "POMPEIIAN" BRONZE The Permanent Screen Wire Cloth •TRADE MARK • Window screens filled with this material will last a lifetime without painting or repairs. Made of an alloy containing over 90% pure copper—it is Weather-Proof, Climate-Proof, Rust-Proof and Wear-Proof. The color of POMPEIIAN BRONZE is permanent. It is peculiar to the material— not a coating. The value of this material for use in Sea Shore and Lake Side Cottages cannot be over-estimated. If you are going to build, or re-screen, specify POMPEIIAN BRONZE Ask your dealer for POMPEIIAN BRONZE. Specify and insist on it for all the screens you order. All sizes of mesh, all Weights. Most hardware dealers have it. If yours hasn't, don't take any other. Write our nearest branch. We'll supply you direct and guarantee a satisfactory purchase. CLINTON WIRE CLOTH COMPANY, - Factory, CLINTON, MASS. BOSTON NEW YORK CHICAGO SAN FRANCISCO The Invincible Junior Operated by centrifugal fans. The only guaranteed method assuring a strong, even, never fluctuating inrush of air. THE ONLY PERFECT-SILENT MACHINE The only efficient air-cleaning machine for the home at a moderate price. Simple — one unit — no pump, no gears, no valves — lasts a lifetime. n « May We Demonstrate For You ? VB W Write for illustrated booklets. Address Department L. V^W W/^SJ ELECTRIC RENOVATOR MEG, CO., VW' VK 2136 Farmers' Bank Building. PtTTSRURGH, PA. For ashes or garbage £ ^ ** Stands hard knocks. Fire and rust proof. Looks neat. Will not leak. Clean and sanitary. Here are the reasons why. One piece lid—fitting over outside edge—no rain ^ ^ r"lA^"•^T ,C , gets in—no odors get out ^ ^ ^ ^ ^ '*Skk TT 1 ll-KJ Heavy steel bands—riveted, not soldered '\^««--" _-^T* » i Two inch corrugations—greatest strength '— - jjj One-piece body—no wooden strips—no braces... — One-piece bottom-resting on rim-tested to hold wal WJ»_j^y corrugated galvanized steel cans and f iWW|TT C made in three sizes each. If your deal Witt's * * supply you, we will, direct. . .lfc ~~....v^ -wu-., Ms*,yM.. -J, *.M.Av-*,~t rrfitiHCK sii/e., Cine
LOOK/OR THE YELLOJYLABEL AThe WittCornice Co., Dept. 6. 2118-24 WinchellAve., Cincinnati, WLOOKFORTHEYELLOWLABEL. In answering advertisements please mention SGRIBNER'S MAGAZINE Plain Words From a Painter To a House-Owner OU would think that painters averaged better than bankers, lawyers or merchants, the way-people trust them/' said an old painter to a property-owner who had called him in to tell him why his painting had gone wrong. C "Painters will average just as high in skill ^ and honesty as any class, perhaps," he continued, "but don't think that good painters have no unworthy competitors. We have fakirs to contend with in our trade as much as you do in yours. And you property-owners make it hard for those of us who try to do the right thing. You leave everything to the painter. C"But what painter? The one who bids lowest. What do you expect the cheapest man in the bunch will do to you when you leave it all to him ? Of course you get stung sometimes. C." There is nothing much wrong with this job except that the painter used a substitute for pure white lead and did his work too hurriedly. I suppose he had to do it in order to make anything on what you paid him." C. The old painter was right. Specify pure white lead guaranteed by the "Dutch Boy Painter" for all your painting and give the good painters in your community an even chance. Then allow them time to do the work right. It pays in the end. C.Take a step toward being paint-wise (and money-wise) by asking us for " Dutch Boy Paint Adviser No. C." Includes information on painting, decoration (in the house and out) flower and shrubbery arrangement, etc., a most valuable collection of booklets—free. Our Pure White Lead ("Dutch Boy Painter" trademark) is now packed in steel kegs, dark gun-metal finish, instead of in oak kegs as heretofore. Ask your dealer. NATIONAL LEAD COMPANY An office in each of the following cities: New York Boston Buffalo Cincinnati Chicago Cleveland St, Louis (John T. Lewis & Bros. Co., Philadelphia) (National Lead and Oil Company, Pittsburgh) HOUSE BUILDING—HOUSE FURNISHINGS Cottage Furniture LEAVENS MADE FOR SHORE AND MOUNTAINS ^ There is no instance where an example of the individual taste is more conspicuously displayed than in the selection of appropriate furniture; Leavens Furniture gives an unlimited field for its exercise. fl Simple in construction and design, artistic in effect. Especially adapted for Shore and Country houses. Of solid oak construction and finished to suit the individual taste, or to match surrounding interiors. If so desired, furnished unfinished. *I The privilege of allowing the buyer to select a finish to conform to his or her ideas, is an original idea with us and does not mean any additional expenditure. *I Safety in ordering from us is assured, for satisfaction is guaranteed. *I Send for set No. 1, consisting of 200 illustrations. WILLIAM LEAVENS & CO. In answering advertisements please THE NEW CREX RUG This is one of the new patterns of CREX rugs you have on your floor, Mrs. B.—How pretty it is ! You have it in all your up-stairs rooms also? —I see you are just as enthusiastic over Crex now as the rest of us. I started with putting it in two rooms and now I have it all through my house and wouldn't think of going back to the old-time, dust-collecting woolen carpets. Why ! I would hardly believe there could be such a difference in the housework, we only have to roll up the rugs and carpets, carry them out (they're not heavy), give them a little shake, and then put them back again—no tacking or stretching—they always fit and lie compactly where we place them. I don't think there is anything equal to CREX. It always looks so nice and fresh, too, and wears so long that it is much cheaper in the end. Don't let anyone persuade you to take the lightweight, faded imitations—always be sure to look for the CRjg2£ label, which is stitched to all genu ine CREX Rugs —In all sizes of exclusive designs and beautiful colors. Carpets — Solid colors — Plain and striped effects — in all widths. Sold by all up=to=date Carpet and De= partment Stores. Send for Free Booklet S. Beautifully Illustrated. CREX CARPET COMPANY 377 Broadway New York mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING—HOUSE FURNISHINGS 73 The UNBERFEED WAY Clean even heat lllllllllllllll!ll[|||||||l!lllllllll!l!!llllll!lll!lllllllllll!lllllllllllll!l!llllll IIKlllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllnillllllllll llliuiu Art. • . umiiil Hill miilllluiii IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIH at LEAST Possible Cost.
MMENSE heating bills and not enough real heat to talk about, aptly describes past winter experiences in thousands of American homes. It was an old-fashioned winter. People depending on ordinary heating methods have shivered in "cold storage atmosphere" that cosf them more than ^^^_^^_^^^_^^_^_^__ usual. The UNDERFEED banishes all discomforts of winter. It is certain the UNDERFEED provides clean, even heat, at least possible cost. So many people KNOW this that we have broken all records for the sale of modern heating plants. Thousands have money in the bank because Peck-Williamson Underfeed HEATING "C1 WAR M AI R "O STEAM-HOT WATER SYSTEMS fURNACES-BOILERS Save VZ to 2/3 of Coal Bills Pea sizes of hard and soft coal and cheapest slack—which would smother the fire inordinary furnaces and boilers,—yield in the UNDERFEED as much clean, even heat as highest priced coal. There's where This illustration shows Illustration shows furnace withoutthe Underfeed Boiler.great saving comes in. Coal is fed from below. All the fire is on top. Smoke and gases, wasted in other casing, cut away to show how coal is furnaces, are thus consumed and turned into | forcedup under fire which bums on top. heat. That's more saving. The Underfeed requires little attention. Ashes are few and are removed by shaking the grate bar as in ordinary furnaces and boilers. H. C. Weefcs, Washington, D. C, is enthusiastic over his Underfeed. Ho writes: "I never before had such satisfaction with heating. There is far less dast and smoke from this furnace, using SOFT coal, than from the ordinary furnace with hard coal. When I began buying coal this season, I said to my dealer: 'I have the bulge on you,' and after I told him of saving half my heating expense, he replied: 'Well, that's good for you.' I have not had to take back anything. The Underfeed does t* the work, saves the expense and labor." Let us send yon a lot of testimonials— fac-simile letters of cheer like this—and our Underfeed Booklet of Furnaces or Special Catalog' of Steam and Hot Water Boilers — all FREE. Heating-plans and services of our Engineering1 Corps FREE. Write today, giving-name of local dealer with whom you'd prefer to deal. Furnace Dealers, Plumbers and Hardware Men are invited to write To, . day for our 1910 Proposition. 343 West Fifth St. Cincinnati, Ohio. THE PECK-WILLIAMSON CO. HOUSE BUILDING-HOUSE FURNISHINGS Use Paint made with 'Oxide of Zinc The Microscope Tells Why. Properly made, prepared paint lasts long, while ordinary hand mixedpaintquickly crumbles and chalks off. Hand Mixed Paint.Oxide of Zinc Paint. It is OXIDE OF ZINC that makes the prepared paint better and more economical. Does your paint contain Oxide of Zinc ? Oxide of Zinc is unalterable even The New Jersey Zinc Co. under the blowpipe. ^
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We do not grind Zinc in oil. A list of manufacturers of Oxide of Znc Paints mailed free on request. Two Helpful Books for Every Home Either book is worth having. Both are worth asking for. One—the new Slukc?V£roicke Bookcase catalogue suggests library furnishings and arrangement. The other contains lists of the "Worlds' Best Books" for children and adults. Both sent upon request. Globe Wernicke Elastic Bookcases are sold at uniform prices, freight prepaid everywhere. We not only furnish the most economical and practical bookcases for the home—but we now assist you in a substantial way by furnishing plans of artistic library interiors, and by giving you authoritative lists of the best books published. Catalog and Book Lists mailed Free. Simply address Dept. R tTbcSlol>ciVcroickc(?o., Cincinnati, U. S. A Percolator-Made Coffee for Breakfast with the Most people appreciate a cup Manning-of good coffee at breakfast Sectional more than any other time. ViewWith this percolator you can Bowman make delicious hot coffee from cold water in a few minutes on your kitchen range. Circulating Coffee Made in over a hundred styles and sizes. Soldbyleadingdealers.Writefor free Book of Recipes and Catalog D-13
MANNING, BOWMAN & CO., Meriden, Conn. Makers of Manning-Bowman Quality Chafing(Patented) Dishes and Accessories, Alcohol Gas Stoves, and the "Eclipse" Bread Mixer. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ' ROWE'S GLOUCESTER BED HAMMOCK For Verandas, Porches, Lawns & Indoor Use Combines Hammock, Couch and Swing-Settee The 'Perfect Couch for Outdoor Sleeping
THIRD of a century's experience shows that ROWE'S HAMMOCKS can be depended on to give Ten Years of continuous out-of-door service. From the model and of same weight canvas (white or khaki) as made by us for years for U. S. Navy. Strong wood frame, with or without national spring, thick mattress, with sanitary, removable cover. Hold six persons. With or without windshield (see cut) which folds flat under mattress. Complete, with lines and hooks ready for hanging, delivery charges prepaid in United States, carefully packed. WRITE FOR DESCRIPTIVE BOOKLET AND PRICES OF DIFFERENT STYLES AND SIZES Small silk name-label is on every ROWE HAMMOCK E. L. ROWE & SON, Inc., 452 Water St., Gloucester, Mass. Iii answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING—HOUSE FURNISHINGS NEW INVENTION AIR DOES A DUSTLESS HOME THE WORK New Home Vacuum Cleaner New Principle, action. Constant suction t leans carpets, rugs, mattings on floor. Takes place of brooms brushes, dust cloths. Cleans without sweeping:. Raises no dust' Constant, powerful suction draws dust, dirt, grit and germs through body and fibre of carpet into cleaner. No electricity, power or operating expense. Child or delicate woman operates easily. Mrs. M. V. Buckingham, Nehr.: "Home Cleaner certainlv takes fine dirt out of carpets " Prof Geo. S. McDowell, Pa.: "Took 8% ounces Hue dirt from carpet 10x13 ft." So they go. Hundreds of letters of praise and satisfaction. Lady had matting too old to take up. Cleaner saved it; cleaned on floor. So handy, so easy. Weighs 9 lbs. Think of it! Adustless home—cleaner than ever before—without sweeping, dusting, house-cleaning. New Home Vacuum Cleaner, Price $8.50 Does same work as high priced machines. This at blessing heretofore possible only for the ch, now within reach of all—rich or poor— village, city or country. Sent anywhere. 'rder now — you won't regret it. Nol sold in stores. Free Sample to Agents $50 to $180 per week. W. H. Morgan, Pa.: "Send 60 Cleaners at once. Sold 32 so far this week, making 75 in 9 days." C. E. r,nff, Mo.: "Sold 5 Vacu Meaners last Saturday — my first $8.50 empt." Not an old, worn out propo111 Entirely new. Field untouched-unlimited. Experience unnecessary. Takes every family by storm, Sells itself. Make money easy. Men or women. All or part time. Show 10 families, sell 9. Enormous demand. Think of millions of homes wanting—needing Vacuum Cleaner. Start now in a profitable, easy, important business. Money comes easy. Don't delay. Don't let someone else beat you to it. Write today for Agents' Big Profit Plan. Risk a penny to bring tidal wave of success. R. ARMSTRONG MFG. CO. 771 .Wins Building, Cincinnati, Ohio (^A N you think of a mote appropriate and satisfactory wedding gift than a selected chest or a single dozen forks or spoons in the Orange Blossom design ? Even a single piece of this rich and graceful pattern makes a very acceptable present. Ask your jeweler for the list of pieces or send for pamphlet "S" to ALVIN MFG. CO. 52 Maiden Lane. New York Pulling on airs. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE M. P. DURABLE EXTERIOR VARNISH (GREEN LABEL BRAND) Is a wonderful varnish for outside or inside exposed woodwork. Especially adapted for front doors, window sash and sills. Is very elastic and flows out with a beautiful deep lustre. Is for use upon exposed parts of residences, buildings, yachts, etc., or wherever an exterior or spar varnish is required. PRICE $4.00 per gallon Quarts $1.00 each For sale by paint dealers everywhere. If not at yours, we will send by express prepaid on receipt of price. Full descriptive price list on application. THE GLIDDEN VARNISH CO. Makers of High Grade Varnishes for all purposes 6490 GLIDDEN BUILDING CLEVELAND, OHIO ASM FOR GREEN LABEL BRAND In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING—HOUSE FURNISHINGSTS OPERATE Cream Freezers PumpsHawthorn Wood Lathes TRAOE MARK Machine Tools
Ventilating Fans -mmm m mma nous" Sewing Machines, etc. Th e always-ready power—running only when needed. You can connect them directly to your machines or by means of short belts. In either case you can have, at any instant of the day or night, all the power you need just by closing the switch. If you are driving your machines by long belts from a line shaft we can prove to you that '"Hawthorn" Motors will save from 25 to 40% of your power expense. "Hawthorn" Motors are built in all types and sizes for all circuits. Ask your dealer about "Hawthorn" Motors or write our nearest house for Booklet No. 9149. The Western Electric Company Furnishes Equipment for Every Electrical Need. WESTERN ELECTRIC COMPANY New York, Chicago, Saint Louis, San Francisco, Philadelphia, Indianapolis, Kansas City, Los Angeles, Boston, Denver, Seattle, Pittsburg, Cincinnati, Dallas, Minneapolis, Omaha, Salt Lake Cita Atlanta, Vancouver, London, Montreal, Winnipeg, Paris, Antwerp, Berlin. THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL COMPLIMENTARY PORTFOLIO OF COLOR PLATES NOTABLE EXAMPLES OF INEXPENSIVE DECORATION AND FURNISHING "THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL" is an illustrated monthly magazine, which gives you the world's best authority on every feature of making the home beautiful. It is invaluable for either mansion or cottage. It shows you wherein taste goes farther than money. Its teachings have saved costly furnishings from being vulgar; and on the other hand, thousands of inexpensive houses are exquisite examples of superb taste from its advice. It presents its information interestingly and in a very plain, practical way. Everything is illustrated. "TH E HOUSE BEAUTIFUL" is a magazine which no woman interested in the beauty of her home can afford to be without. It is full of suggestions for house building, house decorating and furnishing, and is equally valuable for people of large or small income. ELLEN M. HENROTIN, Ex. Pres. Nat. Federation of Women's Clubs. Its readers all say it is a work remarkably worthy, 'House Beautiful" illustration greatly reduced thorough and useful. The magazine costs $3.00 a year. THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL, 257 Michigan Ave., Chius» But to have you test its value for $1.00, we will send you the You may send me your Portfolio of Notable Examples current number and "THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL" Portfolio gratis, Inexpensive Home Decoration and Furnishing, an"' „ , of the current issue of "THE HOUSE BEAl rlF""--^ on receipt of the Five Months' Trial Subscription coupon. The enclose herewith $1.00 for a special rate five-mom. Portfolio is a collection of color plates and others of rooms in subscription to the "THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL which good taste rather than lavish outlay has produced charming effects. The Portfolio alone is a prize which money cannot ordinal rily purchase. Enclose $1.00 with the coupon rilled out and send to HERBERT S. STONE, Publisher of THE HOUSE BEAUTIFUL TOW N UK CITY In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZISK DUPONT BRUSHESMade of the best Bristles and Backs, by skilled brush-makers, w iu a clean and sanitary 1'acfV tory, the largest in die world. N DUPONT BRUSHES Outlast several ordi-N k nary brushes, but m. cost no more. *. 1/niit/reds of Hk styles in natural II oods, real Ebony,Bone,
Pearl, Ivory, etc., for the Hair, Teeth, NAME Face, Hands, DUPON Clothes, etc. ON EVERY BRUSH If not at your 'eater's, kindly write us and will sezare supthat youOUR FREE plied. JfBRUSH BOOK B^ to clean and propcvlv care Sa for your brushes. Send yo:" V/r address and dealer's. E. DUPONT Jt CO., PARIS, BEALTAIS, LONDON 'New York Office, 4S-4J West Thirty-thlrd St I make all sorts of clear glass for all sorts of uses; each the best glass for its particular purpose. For my Pearl Glass lamp-chimneys —that bear my name, Macbeth —I make the best glass ever put into a lamp-Reg. U. S. Tat. Off chimney. These chimneys are clear as crystal; no fogging no blurring, and they won't break from heat; proper shapes and lengths, and they fit.
1 send you, free, my lamp-chimney book to tell you the right chimney for any burner. Address MACBETH, Pittsburgh. A PERFECT REFRIGERATOR <JYou want pure food. Let me aid you. So far as I know—and I have known refrigerators all my life — a better one can not be made. I'll tell you why. INVESTIGATE The Leonard Cleanable One Piece Porcelain Lined FIRST: II is absolutely sanitary, lined with genuine Porcelain enamel, pure white, each compartment all one piece, with the corners rounded. There is not a crack or crevice for germs to hide. A s easily cleaned as a china bowl. SECOND: For its economy, twelve walls to save the ice. THIRD: It has an absolutely perfect water cooler and new inside trap. See catalogue for full description of these great improvements. <J Outside, it is as beautifully The New One Piece Porcelain Lin finished as your piano. 50 styles and sizes in Polished Oak or Satin Walnut cases. Free Book for Housekeepers All about all kinds of refrigerators, the care of food and how to operate a refrigerator. Write for catalogue and free sample of our special polar felt and porcelain lining, then youwill know the difference between the real ' porcelain lining as used in the Leonard Cleanable and the painted Imitation linings used in others. If your dealer does not sell Leonard Cleanables, write to me. I'll ship you one direct from the factory. Your money refunded if it is not just as i say. The above style number 04X in polished oak case, quarter sawed panels, size 36x21x50, $42.50, freight paid as far as the Mississippi and Ohio rivers and allowed that far to points beyond. Write me personally. No matter what kind of a refrigerator you use, you need my book. C. H. LEONARD, PRES. GRAND RAPIDS REFRIGERATOR CO., 1 10 Clyde Park Ave. CRAND RAPIDS, MICH. Iii answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING-HOUSE FURNISHINGS TM52 ASMAVJW6M W .«XS2 Solid Comfort for a Lifetime That's what you get with an Old Hickory chair or rocker. Just sit in one once—especially if you are tired and the thermometer registers about 90 in the shade. Then you will know the real comfort of an ." easy chair " that is easy.' .. • ; : Andrew Jackson liked his chair so well that people nicknamed him "Old Hickory." That's our' trademark, burned\into every piece Of furniture we make. Old Hickory Hand'Made Furniture recognized the world over as the acme of fine workftian.ship, can be seen at all the famous resorts like " Claremont-on-the-Hudson " and the Old Faithful Inn of Yellowstone Park. In thousands of refined country homes, bungalows, clubs and. cottages, where good taste seeks comfort, charm and coziness rather than convention — " Old Hickory" is found. In the den or on lawn or porch, " Old Hickory" furniture is correct in style, incomparable in comfort and unapproachable in wearing qualities. You are doing us a favor when you ask for our beautiful catalog. Please write for it today. Sold by the best furniture stores everywhere The Old Hickory Chair Company Dept. J 4 MARTINSVILLE, IND. SANITARY SWEEPING1 The Anti-Tuberculosis Congress at Washington demonstrated that dust is one of the greatest vehicles of disease. The most eminent physicians in the country recommend the use of the modern carpet sweeper as a sanitary sweeping device. The Bissell "Cyco" BALL BEARING is the genuine carpet sweeper ; the kind you have either used or heard about for the past thirty-two years. Runs easily, noiselessly, and sweeps perfectly; raises no dust, and will lighten your work 95%. Made in a variety of beautiful finishes. • They are sold by all dealers, at prices, from $2.75 to $6.50. Ask for free booklet. Buy a Bissell " CYCO " Bearing . or "Cyco "BALL BEARING Sweeper "<£», of your dealer, send us the purchase slip within one week from date of purchase and we will mail you a fine quality black leather card case with no printing on it, Dept. 39a. BISSELL CARPET SWEEPER CO. Grand Rapids, Mich. (Largest and Only Exclusive Carpet Sweeper Makers in the World.) THE LATEST CREATION IN — RED CEDAR CHESTS —i Our No. 119 surpasses anything previously produced. Handsome in design, will last a life time, and is GUARANTEED MOTH, DUST AND DAMP PROOF. Our 15 Days1 Trial Offer This chest will be SENT DIRECT from the manufacturer to you, subject to 15 DAYS' APPROVAL. If not entirely satisfactory within that time, return it at our expense. Freight PREPAID to any point east of the Mississippi. Don't let the moths, dust and mould injure your good clothes, furs, etc.—it's too expensive,—but protect them with an inexpensive Red Cedar Chest. NOW B the time to supply yourself, and PIEDMONT Chests are the ore;? to buy—because they are guaranteed and inexpensive. An ideal Wedding girt. Write today for Handsome Illustrated Catalog showing many other designs. We've got one just for YOU! Piedmont Red Cedar Chest Co., Dept. 66, Statesville, NX I — -^^_ In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE" Ostermoor$15J
HE keynote of Ostermoor superiority is "Built—not stuffed." A stuffed mattress can't be of uniform evenness —your own good sense tells you that. But take eight interlacing sheets of sanitary cotton, hand-sew them under uniform pressure, and cover with an attractive yet sturdy ticking, and you have a mattress to sleep on for the rest of your life and then leave to your heirs. Some Ostermoor Mattresses have been in use for fifty-two years. Reason? Honest quality and scientific making. A better mattress doesn't exist. A cheaper one isn't worth the price. 144 Page Book and Samples Free ' Our book "The Test of Time"—contains over 200 illustrations about beds and sleep. Tells all about the various style Ostermoor Mattress, Church Cushions, etc. Free including ticking samples, for a postal. The Ostermoor Mattress is not for tale at stores generally, but there's an MATTRESSES COST Ostermoor dealer in most places. Write us and we'll give you bis name. Wc will ship you a Express Prepaid mattress by express, prepaid, when we have no 4'-6"-451bs. $15.00 dealer in your town or he. has none in stock. 4'-0"-4 0 lbs. 13.35 Try it 30 days—money back if you want it. 3'-6"-35 lbs 11.70 OSTERMOOR & CO. 3'-0"-30 lbs. 10.00 108 Elizabeth St. New York 2'-6"-25 lbs. 6.35 Ctnidft Agency All 6 ft. 3 in. long AlMkftFetther In two parts, * Down Co., Ltd., Montreal 50c. extra Built— Not Stuffed Refrigrerators The heart of the home is the refrigerator You are very careful about the foods you buy—but how about the way you keep them after you get them home. Are they equally pure and wholesome when they come from your refrigerator? If you are not perfectly sure, it will pay you to write now for our catalog, which shows how you can test your refrigerator to determine whether it is a safe place to keep food, and which also explains the scientific principles on which the famous McCRAY are built. This catalog will interest you whether you contemplate buying a refrigerator at present or not. The health of your family depends to a great extent on your refrigerator, and you ought at least know how "The Standard Refrigerator of America" is built, and how the McCray system gives the constant circulation of cold, dry air which is so essential in keeping foods wholesome. The maximum of convenience and efficiency is secured by having your McCray Refrigerator specially designed for your home, and arranged for outside icing. Stock sizes are also carried for immediate shipment. Write for the Free Book "How to Use Leftover Foods"—by Elizabeth O. Hiller. and for any of these free catalogs:—No. A. H-, Built-toorder for Residences; No. 87, regular sizes for Residences; No. 67. for Groceries; No. 59, for Meat Markets; No, 48, for Hotels, Clubs and Institutions; No. 72, for Flower Shops. McCray Refrigerator Co. 89 Lake Street Kendallville, Indiana Note the trademark securely lewn on the end and the name Ostermoor woven continuously in the binding. HOUSE BUILDING—HOUSE FURNISHINGS FrieBlk: Home Refrigeration This book tells how to select the home Refrigerator—how to know the poor from the good-how to keep down ice bills. It also tells how some Refrigerators harbor germs— how to keep a Refrigerator sanitary and sweet—lots of things you should know before buying AN Y Refrigerator. It tells all about the "Monroe," the refrigerator.with inner walls made in one piece from unbreakable SOLID PORCELAIN an inch thick and highly glazed, with every corner rounded. N o cracks or crevices anywhere. The "Monroe is as easy to keep clean as a china bowl. the Monroe Most other refrigerators have cracks and corners which cannot be cleaned. Here particles of food collect and breed germs by the million. These germs get into your food and make it poison, and the family suffers—from no traceable cause. The "Monroe" can be sterilized and made germlessly clean in an instant by simply wiping out with a cloth wrung from hot 3 » Always sold DIRECT water. It's like "washing dishes," for the " Monroe" is really a and at FACTORY PRICES, Cash or Monthly Payments thick porcelain dish inside. The high death rate among children in the summer months could be greatly reduced if the Monroe Refrigerator was used NOTE CAREFULLY «• *"* -'-in every home. .Monroe is so costly The "Monroe" is installed in the best flats and apartments, occupied by i" manufacture that bat few cotild afford it if sold through people who CARE — and is found today in a large majority of the VERY dealt:! s. So we sell direct and sive our customers the dealer*' BEST homes in the United States. The largest and best Hospitals use it 50 per cent commissi on. This puis die Monroe within the reach of the'MAXY. at a price they, can afford. exclusively. The health of the whole family is safeguarded by the use of a Monroe Refrigerator. Sent Anywhere on Trial When you have carefully read the book and know all about Home RefrigWe will send the Monroe to any responsible person anywhere to use until convinced. No obligation to keep it eration, you will know WHY and will realize how important it is to select careunless y.ou wish to. The Monroe must sell itself to you o/i fully. Please write for the book today. (4) Monroe Refrigerator Co., Station J, Cincinnati, Ohio Silver Plate that Wears Spoons, forks and fancy serving pieces proven to give longest service bear the trade mark PATTERN X S1847 ROGERS BROS TRIPLE —the stamp that guarantees the heaviest triple plate. MERIDEN BRITANNIA CO.. Send for Catalog " R-41" showing designs. (international Silver Co., Successor.) MERIDEN, CONN. NEW YORK GAN FRANCISCO For Gunsmiths, Tool Makers, Experimental and Repair Work, etc. Hartshorn LATHES • B Original and unequaled. HD I Lathe Catalogue Free. Woodortin rollers. "Improved" requires no tacks. Inventor's W.F.&Jno.BarnesCo. signature on genuine: 538 Kirtiy St.. Kockford, 111The Hartford Fire Insurance Co. pays losses promptly and equitably. Next time you insure against fire, ask any agent or broker to get you a policy in the HARTFORD. I11 answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE HOUSE BUILDING—HOUSE FURNISHINGS S3 >This Home, with floor plans, is one of 120 illustrations in our book "Concrete Houses and Cottages" A. G. Richardson Architect This handsome book shows splendid examples of the architectural possibilities of concrete. Send for it and read it before you build or remodel. There are two volumes, each containing 120 striking examples of American homes, and the price is $1.00 each. Other books in the Atlas Cement Library illustrating and describing other uses of concrete are: Concrete Construction about the Home and on the Farm Free Concrete in Highway Construction . . . . $1 00 Reinforced Concrete in Factory Construction ^delivery charge) .10 Concrete in Railroad Construction . . . . 1.00 Concrete Cottages Free Concrete Garages Free Concrete is a wonderfully interesting study. You ought to know about it and about A T I A O PORTLAND Atlas CEMENT the brand that, because of its purity and uniform quality, insures successful concrete construction. Atlas is made from genuine Portland Cement rock, contains no furnace slag and is the brand bought by the Government for the Panama Canal. If your dealer cannot supply you with Atlas, write to THE ATLAS PORTLAND CEMENT CO. DEPT.82 30 BROAD STREET, NEW YORK Largest productive capacity of any cement company in the world. Over 50,000 barrels per day. w—'—-—— vose Direct From Our Factory To Your Home The Vose is the ideal home piano. Over 65,000 can now be found in music loving homes. We deliver, when requested, direct from the factory free of charge and guarantee perfect satisfaction. Liberal allowance for old pianos and time payments accepted. The tone, touch and magnificent wearing qualities of the Vose Pianos are only explained by the exclusive patented features, the high grade material and superb workmanship that enter into their construction. FREE—If you are interested in pianos, let us send you our beautifully illustrated catalogue, that gives full information. vose & SONS PIANO co. Boylston Street Boston, Mass. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE FOOD PRODUCTS QOME FOOD ADVERTISERS allow themselves to **"* be led into thinking that if one reads a magazine much above the trashiest, one is either a millionaire or a cynic and not to be influenced by advertising. If this were so the greatest and most permanent advertising successes would never have been built up. Great Western Champagne Half the Cost of Imported Absence of duty reduces its cost 50% Of the six American Champagnes exhibited, Great Western was the only one awarded the gold medal at Paris Exposition, 1900 You grocer or dealer can supply you — Sold everywhere = PLEASANT VALLEY WINE CO. RHEIMS, N. Y. (2) Oldest and Largest Champagne House in America. 84 In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE FOOD PRODUCTS Twelve Silver Pieces FREE Here are twelve beautiful pieces of silverware, bearing your initial. It will cost you to get them merely the packing and carriage charges, amounting to 1 Oc each. Every one is made up in the beautiful Armour Lily Pattern, a pattern designed for Armour & Co. exclusively. There is nothing like it in the stores—nothing so beautiful. The Lily Pattern is very popular now. To buy twelve pieces of equal value in the stores would cost you $6, for they are all genuine Rogers A A Extra Plate. There is, of course, no advertising on them. There are teaspoons, after-dinner-coffee spoons, bouillon spoons and butter spreaders. You can have twelve alike, or have them assorted. This is the way to get them: For each piece that you want send us 1 Oc and the blue paper certificate from under the top of a jar of Armour's Extract of Beef. If you send two certificates send 20c, and so on. Always send 1 Oc with each certificate, and mention the piece you desire. Start making up this set to-day. Armour's Extract of Beef You'll find the Extract a marvelous help in the kitchen. It saves its own cost many times over in making " left over " meats appetizing. Half the meat you now buy is thrown away. Extract of Beef will save that. It adds a wonderful flavor to soups, gravies and all meat dishes. No chef of note goes one day without it. Armour's is four times the best of all Extracts, for Armour's has four times the strength. The directions are always, " Use one-fourth as much." Extracts costing a trifle less go but one-fourth as far. Just try one jar of Armour's. Learn at least some of its hundred uses. Decide if you'll ever again go without it. Get one of these beautiful initialed silver pieces. See if you want a full set. When sending the certificate for the silverware, address, Armour & Co., Chicago, Dept. F. P. This offer is made only to those living in the United States. ARMOUR^COMPANY Save the library slips in Extract of Beef Jars and use them to get your favorite Magazines free In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE 86 FOOD PRODUCTS I ^ (Rookies, Ginger Cakes and ^^^ Jumbles—are so much better made with Karo. •MKaro is a pure and wholesome syrup that blends naturally with other foods. It makes the best sweetening for sauces, pies and puddings. Karo CORN SYRUP Eat it on Use it for Griddle Cakes Ginger-Bread Hot Biscuit Cookies Waffles Candy -^•Send your name on a post card M for Karo Cook Book—fifty pages including thirty perfect recipes for home candy-making. CORN PRODUCTS REFINING CO. Dept S P. O. Box 161 £ New York BUFFALO LithiA SPRINGS WATER "All the Argument Necessary" The International Journal of Surgery, August, 1905, under the heading "CYSTITIS" says: "In the treatment of Cystitis water is the great aid to all forms of medica- ftuprit« A I ITUI A WATI?1> *S the ideal form in which to tion. Moreover, DUITALU 1*11 ill A FYrtlfcK administer it to the cystitic patient, as it is not only a pure solvent, but has the additional virtue of containing substantial quantities of the alkaline Lithates. Patients should be encouraged to take from two to four quarts per day if they can, and the relief they will obtain will be all the argument necessary after the first day or so." Dr. Geo. Ben. Johnston, M. D. LL. D., Richmond, Va., Ex-President Southern Surgical and Gynecological Association, Ex-President Virginia Medical Society, and Professor of Gynecology and Abdominal Surgery, Medical College of Virginia: "If I were asked what mineral water has the widest range of usefulness, I would RnrpAin I ITUIA WATI?I> ,n Uric Acid Diathesis, unhesitatingly answer, UUITALU LI IMA WAItK Gout, Rheumatism, Lithaemia, and the like, its action is prompt and lasting. ... . Almost any case of Pyelitis and Cystitis will be alleviated by it, and many cured." Medical testimonials mailed. For sale by the general drug and mineral water trade. Hotel at Springs Opens June 15th. BUFFALO LITHIA SPRINGS. VIRGINIA BUFFALO LITHIA SPRINGS WATER f» Kgft B In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE FOOD PRODUCTS C?' I' L' \ l^C ! A perfect seasoning and a royal relish for i j J. 1-j/Aim.tJ steaks is STEAKS LEA & PERRINS SAUCE THE ORIGINAL WORCESTERSHIRE Soups, Fish, Roast Meats, Game, Gravies, Chafing Dish Cooking, Welsh Rarebits and Salad Dressings are improved by its use. Beware of Imitations. JOHN DUNCAN'S SONS, Agts., N. V. The best modifier of milk is Mellin's Food. It softens and breaks up the hard, tough curd of milk. It adds just the right food elements that cow's milk lacks and makes a food easily digested and on which your baby will thrive. It is easily prepared. It requires no cooking whatever. Try the Mellin's Food method of modifying the milk for your baby. The experience of thousands upon thousands of mothers in every part of the world has proven it the best method yet devised. _CUT OUT__ MELLIN'S FOOD CO., 59 .'..•..•.THE C'AREA Get for baby, to-day, a bottle of Boston, Mass. "~(.--fEFCiW3.; MELLIN'S FOOD ^INFANTS* Please send me your book and a Trial Size Bottle of Mellin's Food. Our helpful, fully illustrated book, "The Care and Feeding of Infants," gladly sent, Free, together with I My baby is--months old. a liberal Trial Size Bottle of Mellin's Food. MELLIN'S FOOD COMPANY, Boston, Mass. Your Druggist's Name. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE FOOD PRODUCTS • /^ustards, creams, puddings—your V ^ home desserts are bound to be right if you use Kingsford's and follow the book. Kingsford's Corn Starch has been the stand-by of experienced cooks for generations. C. Successful housewives from nearly every State in the Union | tell us how they use Kingsford's to improve their cooking. You'll find the recioes in our remarkable little Cook Book "S" — "What a Cook Ought to Know About Corn Starch," with 168 of the best recipes you ever tried. C, Mail a post card today. We'll send the book free. T. KINGSFORD & SON 'Oswego, N. Y. NATIONAL P STARCH CO. Successors WINE MERCHANTS TO H.M. THE KING NOTICE. Americans visiting London should call at our Offices for the best information concerning the Wines and Spirits on this Market. CATALOGUE, Our Catalogue contains over 400 varieties of the Finest Vintages and Old Matured Spirits, all quoted at lowest rates—together with a representative list of our leading customers, including many names of the highest distinction. EXPORT. We make shipments to America from bond and for quantities of 23 dozen and over—freight free. HATCH MANSFIELD <&, C° LTD 47 PALL MALL, LONDON, S.W. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER White Rock "The World's Best Table Water9' Nutritive Will you try EDUCATOR Value of Ale CRACKERS? A Special English Gov't Commission reports that it would be infinitely better for the well-being of people "The proof of the cracker is in the eating." So " if they would drink good Ale as a beverage on account that you and every member of your family may try them, we want to send you an ^^^m of its nutrient properties. ^ Assorted Trial Box For two two-cent stamps, your name and address (and, if you don't mind, your grocer's name) we will send you this sample box containing a number of the most popular kinds. All grocers should have Educator Crackers. If yours hasn't, Evans and won't get them for you, we'll supply you direct. / JOHNSON EDUCATOR FOOD CO. . 220 Tremont Street / *• Kk w Boston Mass. Ale Produces superior physical equipment by reason of its natural ingredients. The nutritive properties of the malt and hops have a salutary effect upon both body and brain. Tones the entire system and makes rich, red blood. The Ideal Food Beverage for health, strength and longevity. IN SPLITS IF DESIRED—LEADING DEALERS AND PLACES C. H. EVANS & SONS. ESTABLISHED 1786 Brewery :unl Bottling Works, HUDSON, N. Y. The Keeley Cure For Liquor and Drug Using A scientific remedy which has been skilfully and successfully administered by medical specialists for the past 30 years AT THE FOLLO WING KEELEY INSTITUTES : Hot Springs, Ark. Dwight, 111. Kansas City, Mo. White Plains, N. Y. Pittsburg, Pa., Denver, Col. Marion, 1ml. St. Louis, Mo., Columbus, Ohio. 4346 Fifth Ave. West Haven, Conn. Lexington, Mass. 3801 Locust St. Portland, Oregon. Providence, R. I. Washington, D. C. Manchester, N. H. Philadelphia, Pa., Jacksonville, Fla. Portland, Me. Winnipeg, Manitoba. Atlanta, Ga. GrandRaplds, Mich. Buffalo, N. Y. 813 N. Broad St. ^London, England. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZIXE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Acid-Test Papers and Ten-Day Trial Tube of Pebeco Mailed FREE Teeth decay because the Lactic acid of fermentation in the mouth eats through the enamel. After the enamel is once pierced the bacteria of decay cause the destruction of the tooth, or the dentist must save it by an operation. Here is the simple way to prevent all the trouble and pain. For the daily cleansing of the teeth use PEBECO Tooth Paste which is the one dentifrice which overcomes "acid mouth," and polishes, whitens and cleanses the teeth at the same time. In fact, the cleansing power of Pebeco is remarkable. Its use insures white teeth, sound gums and a clean, healthy mouth. Furthermore, users of Pebeco never have unpleasant breath. The Acid-Test Papers are sent with the trial tube to demonstrate how Pebeco counteracts tooth destroying acids. Full instructions go with them. Send your name and address. Pebeco originated in the Hygienic Laboratories of P. Beiersdorf & Co., Hamburg, Germany, and is sold everywhere in large 50-cent tubes. Full size tube mailed prepaid on receipt of price if your dealer hasn't it. Only a small quantity is necessary at each brushing of the teeth, so that Pebeco is very economical. LEHN & FINK 1 16 William St., New York The Berkshire Hills Sanatorium For the Scientific and Effective Treatment of CANCER Without Resorting to Surgical Procedure The only private institution of magnitude in the United States for the exclusive treatment of Cancer and other malignant and benign new growths. Conducted by a physician of standing. Established thirty-two years. For complete information address BERKSHIRE HILLS SANATORIUM North Adams . . . . Massachusetts In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER When you see a sign that says: "Agency Whitman's Chocolates and Confections " you have the one store in that locality that is selling the best in the best way. At this store you can buy the famous Fussy Package, Mallo-Caros and a hundred other distinctively Whitman Packages. The Fussy Package Mallo-Caros For lovers of hard and nut-centered chocoMarshmaliows covered with choice carlates. No bonbons nor cream centers—here amel. A new chewing combination that are the contents: Chocolate Covered Molasses Blocks, Caramels, everybody likes; dainty, smooth, with a deli-Nut Brittle, White Nougat, Hard Nougat, Alciously characteristic flavor that cannot be mond Rock, Marshmaliows, Cream Walnuts, described. Our regular 25c packages sent Cream Pecans, Brazil Nuts, Double Walnuts, Amaracenes, Almonds, Nut Molasses Chips, prepaid for 30c where we have no agents. Filberts, Pecans, Blossoms of Solid Chocolate and Fussy Nut Bricklets. Really inexpensive, emphasizing the comHalf, one, two, three and five pound boxes. pleteness of the Whitman line — not all low One dollar a pound everywhere; sent postpriced candies, not all high priced, but the paid if no agent is convenient. best of both. Remember, Whitman's are never sold through jobbers—but through our exclusive agents, usually the leading druggist in each locality. direct from us — guaranteed fresh, pure, perfect. Whitman's purchased from these agents are Wi-ite for Booklet il Suggestions'" STEPHEN F. WHITMAN & SON, INC. (Established 1842) Philadelphia, U. S. A. Makers of "Whitman's Instantaneous Chocolate This sign marks the best place in town to buy candies. Your children must form the tooth cleaning habit early in life. It is essential to their future health. If their teeth and mouths are thoroughly cleansed each day with antiseptic Sanitol Tooth Powder or Sanitol Tooth Paste, they feel a refreshing sense of clean-ness. This makes your child feel better, think „, CAUSES THE TEf ,4 clearer and learn lessons easier. ;MiF!E3 THE Btf*1* A mouth that is Sanitol-pure is healthful. 25c, wherever toilet articles are sold. . Sanitol Chemical Laboratory Co. St. Louis. 1 In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER BEST FOR Baby's SKIN CUTICURA SOAP Because of its delicate, emollient, sanative, antiseptic properties derived from Cuticura, united with the purest of cleansing ingredients and most refreshing of flower odours, Cuticura Soap is the mother's favourite for preserving and promoting skin and hair health of infants and children. In the treatment of distressing, disfiguring eruptions, Cuticura Soap and Cuticura Ointment are absolutely unrivaled. Sold throughout the world. Depots: London, 27. Charterhouse Sq.; Paris, 10, Rue de la Chaussee d'Antin; Australia, R. Towns & Co., Sydney; India, B. K. Paul. Calcutta; China, Hong Kong Drug Co.. Japan, Maruya, Ltd., Tokio; So. Africa, Lennon. Ltd., Cape Town, etc.; U. S. A., Potter Drug & Chem. Corp., Sole Props., 133 Columbus Ave., Boston. Jfcg»32-page Cuticura Book, post-free, tells mothers about the Care and Treatment ot Skin and Scalp. for Whooping Cough Group, Sore Throat Coughs, Bronchitis Colds, Diphtheria " Used while you sleep." Catarrh. Vaporized Cresolene stops the paroxysms of Whooping Cough. Ever dreaded Croup cannot exist where Cresolene is used. It acts directly on the nose and throat, making breathing easy in the case of colds ; soothes the sore throat and stops the cough. Cresolene is a powerful germicide, acting both as a curative and preventive in contagious diseases. It is a boon to sufferers of Asthma. Cresolene's best recommendation is its 30 years of successful use. For Sale By All Druggists. Send Postal for Descriptive Booklet. Cresolene Antiseptic Throat Tablets for the irritated throat, of your druggist or from us, 10c. in stamps. THE VAPO-CRESOLENE CO., 180 Eulton St., New York Leeming-Miles Building, Montreal, Canada, Both Are Deaf The deaf can now hear whispers. More than 550,000 deaf people in the United States are using a simple little device invented by a Louisville man which enables them to hear the softest noises. It is worn out of sight, and persons who do not know that the wearers are deaf cannot tell from the expression on their faces or by anything that they see that they are afflicted. Ear trumpets and other devices used by the deaf are not required when a Wilson Ear Drum is used. It is so constructed that it magnifies the sound waves so that the deafest person can hear. No treatment is required with its use. If you are deaf, write to Mr. Geo. R. Wilson, Inventor, 909 Todd Bldg., Louisville, Kentucky, for full details of this marvelous invention which enables the deaf to hear the songs of the birds and makes it possible for those hard of hearing to have the same use of their hearing faculties as those not afflicted. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNERS MAGAZINE ADVERTISER I cannot tell a lie (3fc MAKAROFF ~ RUSSIAN CIGARETS are really what we say they are—a connoisseurs' proposition—strictly. Theoretically—"at all dealers." Actually —at most of the best stores and clubs. If your dealer cannot or will not supply you we will, but we'd rather you'd ask the dealer first. 15 cents and a quarter in boxes of 10; $1.50 to $6.00 in boxes of 100. William's Talc Powder After baby's bath always use Williams' Talcum Powder freely on neck, at joints, in all folds and crevices of the skin. It will prevent chafing, prickly heat, nettle rash and other irritations so common to infants. Tw o odors, Violet and LIBERAL Carnation SAMPLE OFFER Send 4 cents in stamps for liberal Ask your dealer sample in handsome for Williams' Toilet miniature- box. Soaps, Jersey State whether Violet Cream, Violet, or Carnation is deLilac, Heliotrope, sired. Carnation, etc. Address The J. B. Williams Co.. Dept. A, Glastonbury, Conn. Makers of Williams' Famous Shaving Soaps "Sure! Oi thought of bein' an artist wanst meself. It wuz just by luck Oi drifted into this." In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER One Nursery Problem Solved Your children won't have to be urged to brush their teeth with COLGATE'S RIBBON Dental CREaM Its delicious candy flavor makes its constant use a treat to every youngster. Cleanses thoroughly and antiseplically, prevents the growth of decay-germs and counteracts the effects of injurious mouth-acids. Just as Colgate's efficiency acts as a bodyguard against disease, so its pleasant flavor proves that a "druggy" taste is not necessary in a dentifrice. /COMES i OUT A \ RIBBON. •'LIES FLAT^ ^ON THE JA 42 inches of Cream in Trial Tube sent for 4 cents COLGATE & CO., Dept. I, 55 John St., New York Makers of the famous Cashmere Bouquet Soap DO yOU realize that Some Anastigmat Lenses are more useful and more efficient than others? TURNER-REICH CONVERTIBLE ANASTI(»MAT F(rS THE PERFECT AMERICAN LENS It takes very little argument to prove that four lenses are better than one. And a convertible anastigmat takes the place of four lenses. It comes the nearest to being a universal lens. Does all kinds of work from wide angle to long distance. The Series II 3iiMter4Relch is the most rapid convertible anastigmat made. It is physically and optically perfect— the best lens for anyone to buy. And the Convertible SuNur-Skich costs no more than ordinary anastigmats. GUNDLACH - MANHATTAN OPTICAL CO. 747 So. Clinton Ave., Rochester, N. Y. OVER 100,000 ques^-^ tions regarding the use of Magazine, Newspaper, Agricultural, Street Car and Billboard Space, are answered in the Mahin Advertising Data Book. You can use this $2.00 book free for ten days. Write, telephone or call. Mahin Advertising Company Long Distance Telephone Central 7045 913-063 American Trust Building, Chicago In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER MENNEN'S BORATED TALCUM TOILET POWDER Superior to all other powders in softness, smoothness and delicacy. Protects the skin from wind and sun. Prevents chafing and skin irritations. The most comforting and healing of all toilet powders. Mermen's B o r at ed Talcum Toilet Powder is as necessary for Mother's baby as for Baby's mother. It contains no starch, rice powder or other irritants found in ordinary toilet powders. Dealers make a larger profit by selling substitutes. Insist on Mermen's. Sample Box for Zc Stamp GERHARD MENNEN CO., NEWARK, N. J. SEND FOR MY BOOK STRONG ARMS 10 CENTS IN STAMPS OR COIN FOR MEN, WOMEN OR CHILDREN. Illustrated with twenty half-tone cuts comprising original and complete lessons for quick development of shoulders, arms and hands, especially adapted to be practiced in your own room without apparatus. Regular price, 25 cents. IN ADDITION TO THIS if you will send for one at once, I will make you a present of a chart which alone is worth more than what you pay for the "STRONG ARM BOOK." The chart shows my new method for building up a great chest, heart and lungs. I WILL ALSO BE PLEASED to answer any questions pertaining to the development or reducing of any other part of your body without additional charge. PROF. ANTHONY BARKER SELECT GYMNASIUM 1001 Barker Building—110 AVest 42d St., New York Individual Instruction for Health and Strength at my Select Gymnasium or by mail. Particulars on request. I Will Help You to Health—Good Figure-Rested Nerves
By Assisting Nature in a Scientific Manner N the privacy of your own room, surprise your husband and friends. After my university course, I concluded I could be of greater help to my sex by assisting Nature to regain and retain the strength of every vital organ, by bringing to it a good circulation of pure blood, by strengthening the nerves, and by teaching deep breathing, than I could by correcting bodily ailments wit h medicines. I have helped over 44,000 women. I can help you to Arise to Your Best giving to you that satisfaction ivith self which comes through knowledge that you are developing the sweet, personal loveliness whic h healt h and a wholesome, graceful body gives—a cultured, self-reliant woma n with a definite purpose, which makes you the greatest help to family and friends. You will be a Better Wife, a Rested Mother, a Sweeter Sweetheart. I can help you to make every vital organ and nerve do efficient work, thus clearing the complexion and correcting such ailments as Constipation Irritability Indigestion Weak Nerves Colds Dullness Rheumatism Nervousness Weaknesses Sleeplessness Torpid Liver Catarrh This work is done by following simple directions a few minutes each day in the privacy of your own room. In delicate cases I co-operate with the physician. A Good Figure is Economy and means more than a pretty face I have corrected thousands of figures as illustrated. Style is in the figure and poise and not in the grown. The gown in Fig. 1 cost $250; the one in Fig. 2 cost $6. Fig. 2 is the same woman as in Fig. 1, developed and in correct poise. Figs. 3, 4, 5 and 6 show actual photographs of pupils before taking up my Too Stout work. (They have given me permission to use them). They all stand, now, as correctly and appear or as well as Fig. 2. When every organ of the body is Too Thin doing efficient work, there will be no superfluous flesh and no bony, angular bodies. I have reduced thousands of women 80 lbs., and have built up thousands of others 25 lbs. What I have done for others I can do for you. Here are a few extracts from daily reports of my pupils: "My weight has increased 30 pounds." "My Sidneys are much better." "My eyes are much stronger and I have taken off my glasses." "I have not had a sign of indigestion or gall stones since I began with you." "I weigh 83 lb9. less and have gained wonderfully in strength. I never get out of breath, the rheumatic twinges have all gone, and I look and feel IB years younger." "Just think of it! To be relieved from constipation. Entirely free after having it for 30 years."# "Have grown from a nervoui wreck into a state of steady, quiet nerves." Write me today, telling your faults of health and figure. If I cannot help you, I will tell you so. I study your case just asa physician, giving you the individual treatment which your case demands. I neverviolate apupil'sconfidence. I will send you an instructive booklet, showing correct lines of a woman's figure in standing and walking, free. SUSANNA C0CR0FTf 246 Michigan AT. CHICAGO Author of "Self Sufficiency," "Groiuthin Silence," Etc. Miss Cocroft's name stands for progress in the scientific care of th* health and figure of woman. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER 30,000 MILES Through Europe, Canada and Mexico A lady in Indianapolis writes, " Daggett & RamsdelPs Perfect Cold Cream is the only PERFECT one. I have used it for years with great satisfaction. It cleanses the skin perfectly and leaves it soft, with no sensation of greasiness. I consider it a necessity when traveling and have carried it with me more than 30,000 miles,—through Canada, Mexico and all over Europe. Put up in tubes it is a marvel of safety, lightness and compactness, as well as excellence. However limited my trip, a tube of Daggett & Ramsdell's Perfect Cold Cream is always included." (Name ori~request.) DAGGETT & RAMSDELL'S PERFECT COLD CREAM "The Kind That Keeps,** is a perfect skin cleanser. You can prove this for yourself. Wash your face with soap and water. Then spread Daggett & Ramsdell's Perfect Cold Cream on a hot wet cloth, and wipe the surface you have just washed. The cloth will be black with dirt. This experiment demonstrates the limitations of soap and water, and proves the efficiency of Daggett and Ramsdell's Perfect Cold Cream. It is essential to a dainty woman's toilet—very refreshing and soothing. It clears the complexion, heals chaps, and prevents roughness and premature wrinkles. Each year it is more evident that "The touch of time falls lightly on the face that is massaged daily with Daggett & Ramsdell's Perfect Cold Cream." Sold everywhere. Traveler's Tubes, ioc. up. Jars, 35c. up. SAMPLE MAILED FREE Including Booklet, " Beware The Finger of Time," with illustrated lessons on how to massage. Ask your dealer for Violette Rico, a new toilet water of rare quality. DAGGETT & RAMSDELL, Dept. N, D. &R. Building, NEW YORK Indigestion makes you miserable. You have sourness, gas, heartburn, dyspepsia or other stomach distress. Now take a little Diapepsin. It really does make out-oforder stomachs feel fine in five minutes. Large case at druggists 50c. Pape's Diapepsin will put von Upset? on your feet SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Tin Can vs. Head Barber Shaves When you finish shaving, does your face feel like it had been scraped with the edge of an opened tin can ? If so, it is because you don't strop your razor, or don't know how to strop it expertly. Get an AutoStrop Safety Razor, and there will be no more of that sore, scraped, tin ca n feeling. Your face will feel healed, soothed and healthy, just like the head barber leaves it. Why ? Because you can strop the AutoStrop Safety Razor as handily, quickly and expertly as the head barber. Naturally, you get the head barber's edge and shave. Try It Free (Dealers Read Thi», Too) No dealer can lose anything by selling AutoStrop Safety Razors on 30 days' free trial, for if he should have any razor returned, we exchange it or refund him his cost. Therefore, don't be timid about asking a dealer to FAR QUICKER,sell you an AutoStrop Safety Razor on trial. —He's glad to do it. It's profit in his cash register. Men who "do things" act—act quick. No delay. No procrastination. No " tomorrow " for theirs. Don't wait to call on your dealer. 'Phone total shaving expense for years, as one blade often lasts six months to one year. " The Slaughter of the Innocents " is a book. Whoever wants to know what he doesn't know about shaving, wants it. It really tells what you don't know. And whoever wants to shave himself as well as the head barber can, wants it, too. Make no mistake. It does teach you this Auto Strop trick. And whoever wants to laugh much, wants it in large lots. For "Th e Slaughter of the Innosafety razorcents " is no freight train Wfft !Quick Handy Great or write him to send you an AutoStrop Safety Razor on trial. And 'phone or write now. The AutoStrop Safety Razor consists of one self-stropping razor, heavily silver plated, 12 fine blades and horsehide strop in small handsome case. Price $5.00, which is your schedule. It's free, though it shouldn't be. Will you put off and forget it, or will you send now while you have it in mind ? AUTOSTROP SAFETY RAZO R CO., 348 Fifth Ave., New York; 23 3 Coristine Bldg., Montreal; 61 New Oxford Street, London. 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I'll read it.Write on your business Idler head jor Handsome Name Sample Book. Address -C. H. DEXTER & SONS, WINDSOR LOCKS, CONN. Business. Position _ In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE Off ICE APPLIANCES AND SUPPLIES Eleven large steel balls-herewhere the wear comes This is the type bar of the Smith Premier Typewriter—the arm that carries the type to the paper when a key is struck. The bearing of this bar with its eleven 3-32-inch steel balls and its hardened wearing surfaces gives the Smith Premier Model 10 its permanently perfect alignment and its light touch. Here is a bearing that is indestructible and practically frictionless. It is rigid; it is wear-proof ind yet is so nicely adjusted that the lightest touch In a key sends the type to the paper with unvary= Ing accuracy, producing a distinct, clean cut imprint. The Ball Bearing Type Bar is but one of many vital Smith Premier advantages. Write for complete descriptions. THE SMITH PREMIER TYPEWRITER CO., INC., SYRACUSE. N. Y. Branches Everywhere. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Pink Climbing Rose— Dorothy Perkins Without doubt the most valuable of all the new Climbing Roses of comparatively recent introduction. The beauty of the double pink flowers is admirably set off by the rich green of the foliage, which is free from the attacks of insects. In addition to this charming kind, we have all the popular varieties in climbing and bush Roses. Our General Catalogue, which will be mailed on request, contains descriptions of all the best Roses — also Fruit and Ornamental Trees, Shrubs and Hardy Plants ELLWANGER & BARRY Mount Hope Nurseries Rochester, IM. Y. The Gardening Guide of House and Garden(APRIL NUMBER) <J No one who reads this superb issue of eighty pages, beautifully illustrated, need fear an unsuccessful garden this year. The whole subject of both flower and vegetable gardening and planting the grounds is covered from A to Z, in articles filled with practical information and suggestion from which any one can work. It tells you what to plant in various locations and what to plant for special effects. Don't you want to know the best quick-growing vines for shading your veranda ? Don't you want to know just how to make a velvety lawn? Don't you want to know the best plants for growing in the sun and shade and the flowers you can grow with the surest success? All these things the Gardening Guide will tell you — and more. You simply cannot fail if you have it. <I The Gardening Guide (April number of HOUS E & GARDEN ) will be on sale at all news stands on March 26th, but to be sure of getting a copy, if you are not already a subscriber, send in your subscription now to begin with the April number. C HOUSE & GARDEN is the one necessary periodical for the home-builder and gardener. Devoted to the home—its planning, building, furnishing and decoration and to the planting and care of the garden and grounds—it is filled with inspiration and interest to every one who wants to make the house, its garden and its grounds notable in their good taste and attractiveness, and for all those who love the country. Special Offer to New Subscribers If you are not now on our subscription list we offer you (as a means of introduction) six months of HOUSE & GARDEN, including the great Gardening Guide, for $1 00. This will bring you the important Spring and Summer numbers with their wealth of practical interest. The appended blank is for your convenience. In the acceptance of this special offer this announcement must be mentioned or the blank used. McBRIDE, WINSTON & CO., Publishers, 449 Fourth Avenue, New York GentleGentlemen .—/ accepr your Special Offer to nem subscribers to send me HOUSE & GARDEN for six months, including the Great GardeningI Guide. I enclose $1. in payment. b. M. 4; Name Address In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER BOBBINK & ATKINS Plan and Plant Grounds N Gardens Everywhere Worlds Choicest Nursery Products Roses W e have no specialty. W e specialize Roses Rhododendrons each variety. With the largest general nursRhododendrons Evergreens eries in America and years of experience, Evergreens Pines with extensive European connections and Pines Hardy Plants the service of experts in each departHardy Plants Shade Trees Shade Trees Flowering Shrubs ment, BOBBINK & ATKINS are Flowering Shrubs Hedge Plants able to furnish everything for the planting Hedge Plants Fruit Trees and beautifying of the most extensive Fruit Trees Vines and elaborate Public Grounds or the Vines Box and Bay Trees simp'est Private Garden — anywhere. Box and Bay Trees Bulbs / / you cannot come to our Nurseries write Bulbs Grass Seed for new Illustrated Catalogue No.80. Grass Seed Visitors are always welcome at our RUTHERFORD NURSERIES NE W JERSEY Makes Gardening Easy for HICKS HAS BIG Amateurs TREES FOR SALE By big, we mean from 20 to 40 feet high, and twenty to forty years old. We guarantee these big trees to live, so you take no risk. "eer's Garden Book for 1910 Why wait for saplings to grow up when you can get immediate results with our fine specimen contains exactly the information amateurs want. It Maples, Elms, Lindens.Oaks, Pines and Cedars. gives hundreds of Cultural Notes by Experts, showThere are 1,000 of them right in our Nursery, ing how to get the best results in growing flowers and ready for immediate delivery. Any of them up to 30 feet high, and i 5 feet spread, can be shipped vegetables. It describes 1200 varieties of flower seeds, 1000 miles on the cars with perfect safety. 600 varieties of vegetable seeds, and over 2000 kinds of Besides the big trees, we have quantities of plants, besides numerous hardy shrubs, climbers, small small Pines and Oaks for forest planting, as fruits, palms, ferns, water-lilies, etc., etc. well as trees and shrubs of the usual sizes. Send for the new catalog—it has just come 256 large pages, 1000 illustrations, including beaufrom the printer's, and is unusually interesting. tiful color and duotone plates. You want this book. It has numerous illustrations of our big trees in mailed free to anyone mentioning this publication. various locations, and shows you how we go about it to move the unwieldy, big ones without injuring either roots or branches. VARIEGATED-LEAVED NASTURTIUMS The Queen of Nasturtiums, charming for borders, Come to our Nursery, if possible, and pick porch boxes, baskets, etc. The leaves are beautiout the trees you want. fully variegated white, gold, and green, and with flowers as varied as the ordinary sorts. ISAAC HICKS & SON 10 cents per pkt. " Garden Book " free with each order. WESTBURY, LONG ISLAND HENRY A. DREER, 714 Chestnut St., Philadelphia Financial ^m^i ^nBl rJIlM rtllh) fJtte) rJHo J OJQB) OILIDJ High Grade cJgj) dot) qtt) QJ0[>) QIOI) (jlO>J cJOj) qjlj) (^ Investments 1 <#* ® ^ \5r MJr w ^isP §) ^ A Well-Inspected Business Nan's Investment A mortgage bond paying 6"„ interest, with privilege of conversion into the stock of a high-grade coal company. Convenient denominations — $500-$l,000— or multiples thereof. Convenient maturities — on October 1, 19lO, and at intervals of six months thereafter. This serial quality operates as a sinking fund for the protection of the bond holders. Write for detailed engineer's report, and experienced bankers' analysis — also full particulars of this excellent opportunity for extra profit from a well-secured business investment. A. J. OREM &. CO., 64 State Street, Boston, Mass. IrvingNational Exchange Bank A STRICTLY COMMERCIAL BANK Precedent has exercised a powerful influence in limiting the flexibility of banking service. It has been the pleasure of the Irving National to establish its own precedents when confronted by new forms of business requirements not provided for in traditional banking practice. This is one way in which the Irving National Exchange Bank has found it practical to identify itself directly with the individual interests of correspondents and customers. The management invites conference or correspondence with banks, bankers and others contemplating a New York connection. RESOURCES OVER THIRTY MILLIONS OFFICERS: LEWIS E. PIERSON, President HARRY E. WARD, Cashier JAMES E. NICHOLS, Vice-President DAVID H. G. PENNY, Assistant Cashier ROLL1N P. GRANT, Vice-President RICHARD J. FAUST, Jr., Assistant Cashier BENJ. F. WERNER, Vice-President J. FRANKLYN BOUKER, Assistant Cashier WEST BROADWAY AND CHAMBERS STREET, NEW YORK In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE Our experience with Reclamation bonds covers 16 years. During that time we have bought and sold 78 separate issues of Drainage and Irrigation bonds. All have been secured by first liens on good farm land, and no investor has lost a dollar through default in interest or principal. We are the largest purchasers of Reclamation bonds, and thousands of bond buyers place confidence in our selections. As a result we are constantly offered the pick of many projects. Thus we are able to select for our customers the cream of these securities. Our Competent Staff We employ in our investigations engineers and attorneys of national repute, and of wide experience in reclamation projects. Certified copies of their reports and opinions are supplied to our customers. The Vice-President of our Company almost constantly travels in sections where land is reclaimed. Thus we keep in close touch with the best undertakings. We buy no issue of Reclamation bonds until all officers of our Company, and all engineers and attorneys employed in the matter, unanimously agree on the safety of the bonds in question. The Exact Data In irrigation projects water supply is now determined by Government records covering a number of years. Government surveys show the area drained by the streams in question. Government records tell the minimum rainfall. When fertility is in question, soils are easily analyzed. We may know their constituents, and the size and kind of crops they will raise. Naturally, men don't reclaim land that isn't remarkably fertile. These lands on the average are the most productive farm lands in America. And the question of crop failure is practically eliminated by the control of water supply. There are few undertakings where the security of a lien can be more exactly determined than in reclamation projects rightly investigated. The Government itself is spending many millions of dollars on such projects, depending solely on the land for repayment. Farm Lien Security Reclamation bonds are secured by first liens on good farm land. In irrigation projects the liens are given by land owners in payment for water rights. The bonded indebtedness rarely exceeds one-fourth the land's value. As the liens are paid off in annual installments the security increases each year. The bonds are additionally secured by a first mortgage on all the property in which the proceeds of the bonds are invested. Thus we combine corporate responsibility and management with farm lien security. Some Reclamation bonds are issued by organized districts, so the bonds become tax liens. Some are "Carey Act" bonds, where the State supervises the project. All are serial bonds, so the indebtedness is rapidly reduced. One may get these bonds maturing all the way from one to twenty years. The denominations are $100, $500 and $1,000. The interest rate is six per cent. These bonds have become the most popular bonds that we handle. In our estimation it is hard to conceive of any more inviting security. Ask for Information Reclamation bonds combine safety with fair interest rate. They appeal to all investors, small and large. Please ask us to send you a new book of facts which we now have in preparation. Cut out this coupon lest you forget. Trowbridge and Niver co. First National Bank Building, Chicago New York Boston San Francisco Send me your new book on Reclamation Bonds. Name\ City State-In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE 106 FINANCIAL AN UNUSUALLY SOUND 6% INVESTMENT consisting of First Mortgage Bonds in $500 and $1,000 denominations. Security represents an actual cash investment of over twice the bond issue. Earnings of the Company absolutely assured by long-time contracts with reliable manufacturers and shippers. Management in the hands of men of ability and wide experience. Stockholders have nearly a million and a quarter dollars invested behind the bonds. Location of Company's property ideal for the needs of its business. The bonds are available in maturities from three to fourteen years and constitute an investment of the very highest character. Ask for Circular No. 68 6 H. Peabody, Houghteling &Co. (ESTABLISHED 1865) 181 La Salle Street, CHICAGO THIS INCREMENT1 Investment Authority with INCOME Will Interest You IS SECURED ONLY THROUGH "Financial Facts" is the title of a new invest
ment manual which we have recently prepared for the benefit of our investors. We know that this book will interest you, as an investor who wants to know more about the Our Convertible Certificates return science of investment and how to choose in aclarger profits than Bonds, have equal cord with your particular needs. Here you will find the bald, uncolored facts security, and give full participation in about an exceptional class of First Mortgage Gold Bonds. the Increment from properties owned. These bonds offer an unusual opportunity to the conservative investor to secure the largest 14 Years of Business Success rate of income consistent with safety. These bonds are safe both as to principal and $1,000,000 repaid to Investors interest, with a satisfactory interest return. This most interesting book has been prepared $2,000,000 Capital & Surplus by one eminently qualified for this work. Mr. Cameron is a recognized authority on the ques$3,000,000 Assets tion of investment. He is well known to the bankers of the United States, having been promASK FOR BOOKLET H. inently identified with the founding and upbuilding of two of Chicago's leading banks. New York Realty Owners Your copy of this most interesting book is now ready. Send for it today. *' O WNERS—NOT OPERA TORS '' Cameron Company &I 489 FIFTH AVENUE, NEW YORK , 817 First National Bank Bldg., CHICAGO, ILL. Im •«•••••••••••••••••••••••• ial In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE FINANCIAL 107 Let Us Grow a 5-Acre Orange Orchard For You in Texas Owners of Bearing Orchards Make $300 to $800 per Acre Algoa Orange and Fig Orchards are the wonder of the Texas Gulf Coast Country—they are known as the surest, safest, horticultural proposition in the Southwest. Growers are making enormous profits on small farms. The famous Satsuma orange ripens 30 to 60 days earlier than California fruit and brings higher prices. Magnolia figs are so popular that the preserving companies are ready to make contracts with growers five years ahead. This fruit is practically seedless and skinless, and the trees mature with amazing rapidity. Our Standard Five Acre Plan You can own a five or ten acre Algoa Orange and Fig Orchard for a small cash payment and easy monthly payments, that should return over half your purchase price the first commercial bearing year. We plow the land, set out the trees, and develop your orchard, keeping it in a high state of cultivation for three yesrs. At the end of the contract period you receive a guaranteed scientifically developed orchard. Under this plan you can remain at your regular occupation until your orchard comes to bearing. A Genuinely Safe Investment Here is a high grade investment that will bring larger returns consistent with safety than any like opportunity we know of. More than $500,000 has been invested by our clients at Algoa. Conservative business men of one town in Illinois alone, after a most rigid investigation, recently invested $50,000. We refer by permission to the First National Bank of Galveston; American National Bank, Houston; W . S. Keenan, Gen'l Passenger Agent, G. C. & S. F. Ry., Galveston; or the Houston Business League, Houston. Algoa lies on the Santa Fe Railway main line, between Houston and G a I veston, the two most important cities in Texas. 2,000 miles nearer grea t eastern markets. 45 inch rainfall-mild winters, pleasant summers—no irrigation. Learn why thousands are buying at Algoa. Send for our Free Booklet, illustrated with actual photographs—it tells all the facts, commercial advantages, crops raised, and full details oi our 'made-to-order" orchard plan. Mail Us This Coupon Today! ailWlMWUlllUHHWMMW"1*""*" Kent Realty Development Co., o> 134 Stewart Bldg., Houston, Texas. Please send me your illustrated booklet, "Algoa Orchards. Name . • Street -Portoffice^ State The Selection of Your Investment Banker ^ Choose your investment banker as you would your lawyer or your doctor. Reputation, skill, the experience that comes from years of application to what may be justly called a profession—all should be at your service when you purchase securities. {J First decide upon a banker or a bond house of established integrity—then make your investment plans. ^ Never in all its business life has this house sold a bond that defaulted or upon which payment of interest or principal was delayed a single day. * * * ^ Besides Municipal and Public Utility Bonds we offer Irrigation and Water Works Bonds secured by ample mortgages on individual properties. Many of these bonds are guaranteed by the American Water Works and Guarantee Company. This company controls and operates over forty water works plants and four irrigation enterprises in different parts of the United States. It has a capital and surplus of $4,500,000 and guarantees the securities only of such properties as it controls and operates. # * * 11 The man who wishes to invest a hundred dollars is given the same careful service as the large investor; for, with expert advice, he, too, may become a large investor. It is the success of its clients, both large and small, that has built up the business of this house. 1] Write for textbook on irrigation from an investor's standpoint. Address Dept. Y. It will be sent upon request. J. S. & W. S. KUHN (Incorporated) INVESTMENT BANKERS Bank for Savings Building, PITTSBURGH, PA. CHICAGO PHILADELPHIA First National Bank Building Real Estate Trust Building NEW YORK BOSTON 37 Wall Street John Hancock Building In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER THEODORE ROOSEVELT'S OWN ACCOUNT OF HIS AFRICAN TRIP—now running in Scribner's—is the most notable series of magazine articles for years. Thousands of subscriptions will be ordered and a great part of this increased business will come through subscription agents. you can become a subscription agent if you wish, and you can certainly maKe money if you will solicit subscriptions for Scribner's Magazine. The publishers offer liberal cash commissions and many additional cash prizes. Helpful supplies are furnished free, including sample copies, printed matter, etc. GIVE THIS WORK A TRIAL. EVEN THOUGH YOU CANNOT DEVOTE MUCH TIME AT FIRST, IT WILL PAY. Write to-day for full particulars. Address Desk "S," Scribner's Magazine, 153-157 Fifth Avenue, New York City. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE Advertising can serve no worthier mission than to publish the Integrity and Superior Character of National Casket Company Productions. 'T'HE finer sentiments of tribute affecting funeral arrangements are best satisfied by knowledge of what constitutes genuine worth in the burial casket. National Caskets, because of superior materials, staunch construction and appropriate designs, represent the best value obtainable. It is to facilitate to the utmost the selection of suitable caskets that this Company maintains twenty-three showrooms in principal cities where funeral directors may bring those concerned. Leading Funeral Directors everywhere furnish National Caskets. Write for booklet, " THE NATIONAL CASKET COMPANY NATIONAL BRONZE"— descriptive of the indestructible National Bronze Casket, Albany; Allegheny; Baltimore; Boston; Brooklyn; Buffalo; Chicago; Eart Cambridge; with an interesting history of Harlem ; Hoboken ; Indianapolis ; Louisville ; Nashville ; New Haven ; New York City; Oneida ; this wonderful, eternal metal. Philadelphia; Pittsburg; Rochester; Scranton; Syracuse; Washington; Williamsburg Address <S West 29th Street, New York. We Sell Only Through Funeral Directors • (» NATIONAL^ ••——•——— Don't Play With Fire by accepting just any kind of a fire insurance policy. The best costs no more. Ask for the Hartford Any agent or broker can get you a Hartford Fire Insurance Co. policy. Subscription seeking for Scribner's Magazine maybe made profitable and maybe done at convenient times without conflicting with other work. In every city and town there are many people who might easily increase their incomes through this method and find interest in the work, as well. Such people are invited to write to the publishers of Scribner's Magazine and learn of the cash commissions paid to intelligent representatives. Write at once for particulars. Address Desk S, Scribner's Magazine, 155 Fifth Ave., New York In answering advertisements phase mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ARTICLES, of.WEAR, Peck and Peck Hosiers JOftVKfw* We are offering ^-Vt*—d a Special heavy black all silk stocking $2.00 value for $1.50. We have attractive hand embroidered silk stockings at $2.00 a pair; these can also be had in fine lisle at 85c. a pair. We carry all grades of plain lisle stockings in Black, Tan and White. We recommend for wear a Special number made with a four-inch garter hem and double soles and heels; which we are offering at $2.25 for six, or 39c a pair. Mail Orders solicited and sam e promptly-shipped on receipt of Money Order or Check. \iW W e wnl seU for men, a medium weight lisle sock in black, tan, navy, Copenhagen blue, smoke, and pearl grey, with hand embroidered clocks. $2.25 per y2 doz., or 39c a pair. We have just received men's silk sox with cotton soles, Spring weight, in black and colors. These are good value at $1.50, but to advertise, will sell at $1.00 a pair. We have all grades of" children's plain and ribbed stockings and recommend to wear those with the linen knee. They come in two weights at 25c a pair. After May 1st our uptown branch will be located at 5fc8 Fifth Ave. Write lor Illustrated CaUhg Fine Form Maternity Skirt ^^^^^ ^ of great interest t Every Prospective Mother. Something new — only scientific garment of the kind ever invented. Combines solid comfort ease with " fine form" and elegant appearance the home, on the street, and in society. — Always drapes evenly in front and back—no bulkiness— no draw-strings — no lacing—no ripping or basting. — Can be worn the year round. Made in several styles, and at prices lower than you can buy the material and have them made at home. pIJPP Send for our Fine Illustrated Book — "Fine-Form rlxLL j Maternity Skirt"—It's FREE to every woman writing for it. Tells all about these skirts, their advantages, styles, material, and cost. Gives opinions of physicians, dressmakers, and users. 10 Days Free Trial. When you get our book, if your dealer has not yet been supplied with Fine-Form Maternity Skins, make your selection of material and style, and we will make the garment to your order. When you get it, wear it ten days, and if you don't find it exactly as represented, send it back and we will cheerfully refund every cent paid. Other Skirts-J If not in need of a maternity skirt, remember our famous I dress and walking skirts will positively please you — same guarantee—Illustrated book free. Which book shall we send ? Write to-day to Beyer & Williams Co., Dept Z, Buffalo.JOf". WARNING To protect you acainst disappointment we caution vou that the FINE-FORM MATERNITY SKIRT is the only "Maternity Skirt" on the market, as it ia the only akirt which can always be made to drape evenly, front and back—all institutes offered will rise in front during development—a fault ao repulsive to every woman of refined tastes. No pattern can be purchased anywhere for this garment B special features are protected by patents-Peck and Peck rTHREE FIFTH AVEfHOSIERY SHOPS '23 0 FIFTH AVE1481 FIFTH AVE 1564 FIFTH AVE/ AT27IUST. I AT 4151 ST. I AT 46™ ST NEW YORK It means constant satisfaction to the wearer. For er. Foryour own protection you should select your patterns from our exclusive, correct lines of worsteds, serges and cheviots for business and formal wear. Our little booklet, 'Standish Worsteds, Plymouth," tells how to shun inferior cloth. You should write for it, giving your tailor's name and address. THE STANDISH WORSTED CO., Plymouth, Mass. CTHIS mark on the back of suitings is theSTANDISH custom-tailored man's safeguard against^^MAinferior cloths—his guarantee ofWORSTEDS long ivear and distinctiveness. % x PLYMOUTH The ^H Trade Mark on the Cloth uo In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ARTICLES OF WEAR a Onyxyy TRADE MARK. Hosiery Twenty-five years of Hosiery experience qualifies us to speak with authority on the Hosiery question. We know all about good Hosiery. We know that the "ONYX" brand is good—it is the combined result of experiment and experience brought to the highest point of perfection. Most Hosiery looks alike—the small details which mean perfection are not visible to the naked eye—The "ONYX" brand invites instant admiration, because of its beautiful appearance, and constant approval, because of its wearing qualities. Try some of the "Roll of Honor" numbers described here: FOR WOMEN E 960—Women's "ONYX" Black "DUB-L TOP" 310/13—Women's "ONYX" Black, Medium Weight— Cobweb Lisle—resists the ravages of thu Garter Clasp, Six-Thread Heel and Toe, Four-Thread all over. A hose 50c. per pair that is unequaled for wear and elasticity, 50c. per pair 409 K—Women's "ONYX" "DUB-L TOP" Black, E 970—Women's "ONYX" Black " DUB-L TOP " Silk-White and Tan Siiklisle—double sole, spliced heel. Feels lisle double sole, spliced heel—an excellent quality, 75c. per pair and looks like Silk, wears better, 50c. per pair OUT-SIZE HOSE t E 710—Women's "ONYX" Black "DUB-L TOP" and 170 S—Women's " ONYX " Gauze Lisle " DUB-L TOP " " WYDE TOP " Gauze lisle double sole, spliced heel—very Black, White, Pink, Tan, Cardinal, Sky, Navy, Violet; double wide on top without extra width all over, 50c. per pair sole, spliced heel, 50c. per pair SILK HOSE FOR WOMEN 498—A Pure Thread Silk in Black and All Colors, of extra 106—Women's Pure Thread Silk—the extraordilength with a "WYDE TOP" and " SILKLISLE GARTER nary value—best made in America—every posTOP" and SOLE. This "ONYX" Silk Number is Twenty-nine inches long, is sible shade or color—Black, White, Tan, Gold, CopenExtra Wide and Elastic at Top, while the "GARTER TOP" hagen Blue, Wistaria, Amethyst, Taupe, Bronze, American and SOLE of SILKLISLE gives extra strength at the points of Beauty, Pongee, all colors to match shoe or gown. Every wear, preventing Garters from cutting, and toes from going pair guaranteed. $2.25 per pair through. FOR MEN E 310—Men's "ONYX" Black and Colored—Six-Thread E 325—Men's "ONYX" Black and Colored Siiklisle, Heel and Toe, four thread all-over. Known by most men as double sole, spliced heel. "The satisfactory hose," " The Best Hose I ever wore," 50c. per pair 50c. per pair If your dealer cannot supply you, we will direct you to nearest dealer, or send, postpaid, any number desired. Write to Dept. W. Wholesale Distributors New YorkLord & Taylor In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AR1ICLES OF WEAR PorosknitUnderwear for boysSummer FOR MEN Most comfortable because it feels like nothing at all in hot weather-vet elastic and most durable because knitted of extra quahty long-fibre combed yarn. Cools the body. Boys delight in it. Try it once. FOR MEN OL. Any style FOR BOYS —. ^-^ Shirts and Drawers n ES^« OW C per garment ^C»t Union Suite, $1.00 for Men; 50c. for Boys. Buy from your regular dealer Write us for interesting booklet CHALMERS KNITTING CO., 18 Washington St., Amsterdam. N. Y. You Must Insist on Seeing this Label On Only the Genuine "Porosknit" Garments PARIS GARTERS TRADEMARK REGISTERED Patented 1906 Copyrjgh ted1908. other Paten ts Pen ding By A.Stein & Co. Be sure Tailored you get to Fit this Box the Leg Prices 25*50V $1.00 At your dealer's or sample direct upon receipt of price. A. STEIN & CO., 502 Center Ave., Chicago No metal can touch you In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ARTICLES OP WEAR 112a OUREASTE! PRIZEOFFER A Prize for 100 Persons Who Write a Reason for Preferring SHIRLEY PRESIDENT SUSPENDERS Your letter, giving one reason " Why a Man Should Prefer PRESIDENT SUSPENDERS," may win one of the 100 Prizes 1st Prize $50.00 in money 11th to 20th Prizes . . . $5.00 in money 2d Prize 40.00 •' 21st to 50th Prizes 3d Prize 30.00 " 1 Pair Silk PRESIDENT SUSPENDERS, with gilt trimmings, 4th Prize 25.00 •• value. $1. 5th Prize 20.00 •• 51st to 100th Prizes 6th to 10th Prizes 10.00 " 1 Pair PRESIDENT SUSPENDERS (regular 50c stock) We want a letter from everyone in every walk of and give the name of your clothing dealer or local life telling what he believes to be the one best reason haberdasher, and his ADDRESS. It is essential that " Why a Man Should Prefer— we have the dealer's address, for the prizes will be disPRESIDENT SUSPENDERS" tributed through him, whether he sells PRESIDENT SUSPENDERS or not. This contest is wide open to anyone, anywhere. Give one reason only. Make your letter short— There is no fee, no condition, no obligation. Simply not more than 200 words (date, address, signature state on one side of your paper what you consider and dealer's name not being counted as words) the One Best Reason "Whya Man Should Prefer Forget grammar if you want to. What we want is PRESIDENT SUSPENDERS." a simple expression of your reason for preferring Then sign your name, indicate plainly your address PRESIDENT SUSPENDERS to all other kinds CONTEST CLOSES APRIL 15th and all letters postmarked after midnight of the 15th will be disqualified. Watch our advertisements closely after that date. P. F. Collier db Son and The Frank A. Munsey Co. will each furnish an expert to assist Mr. C. F. Edgarton, of the C. A. Edgarton Mfg. Co., in selecting the best letters. The names of the winners will be announced, and prizes awarded, about May 10th. The C.A. Edgardton Mfg. Co. SHIRLEY PRESIDENT SUSPENDERS 1732 MAIN STREET SHIRLEY, MASS. VOICE FROM THE BANK—Oh! Algernon, isn't it peaceful here? MOSQUITO—Come on, fellers! That's our cue. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE 112b ARTICLES OF WEAR Out-Door Clothes for the Summer —by Mail The season's most distinctive styles for Sea-shore, Mountains, Tennis Court, Golf Links, Motoring, Yachting, or appropriate formal dress for any occasion. Recreation Apparel is featured in MACY'S new FASHION BOOK—450 pages, illustrated, Free—delivered at your home, postage paid. Simply send us a postal, Department 617, with your name and address. $2^6 Postage 26c. ALL WOOL No. 471. Guaranteed positively pure all Wool Worsted, 36-inch, double breasted new model -o^-o*/ C<v & /.T-N Sweater, handsomely designed TH E DYSPEPTIC—Confound you! you indigestible brute! and closely woven in popular raised waving effect, with large stylish rolling collar, worn flat as in the illustration, or turned up for added protection; the closely woven turn back cuffs fit neatly about the wrist; this handsomely designed Sweater has two patch pockets, and is completed with a duuble row of 6 Pear l Buttons, offered in White and Gray, sizes 32 to 44; Postage 26c $2.96 Your Money Refunded Remember that any purchases which you make at MACY'S either by mail or personally at our store, can be returned and your money promptly refunded if you are not entirely pleased with your selection. ADDRESS DEPARTMENT 617 R.H.Macy&Co.'s Attractions Are Their Low Prices TH E FAT ONE—Thar ain't no use o' me tellin'ye bout the fish / caught, 'cos your arms is longer'n Macy's mine. & Dept. 617 R. H. MAC Y & CO. Broadway, N. Y. In answering advertisements please mentiotTsCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE^ ARTICLES OF WEAR 112c Knox Hats The Coronation, of faultless Attire A Curious Fabric awaits the eye of the man who will say to his dealer : " Show me Cooper's 'Spring Needle' Underwear." A fabric which expands under pressure like an elastic band, yet retains its wonderful elasticity indefinitely. A fabric made on machines patented in nine countries and manufactured only by ourselves. ^-^A *-— COOPER'S ^^-^ REG. U. S. PAT. OFF. **-J SPRING NEEDLE-KNIT UNDERWEAR for men is the ideal next-to-the-skin fabric for Spring and Summer wear. Light, elastic, handsome and durable. Exclusive and fu of character, the genuine Cooper's is in a class by itself Don't be misled by imitations. Get the genuine. See | that it is made in Bennington, Vermont. Try a Suit of Cooper's Silk Lisle for Spring Made in Union and Two-Piece Suits in all the various sizes and in most all popular weights and colors. 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Best Way to See THE 12 TOURS to EUROPE 1895-THE BOYD TOURS 1910 Europe at modLeave in April, May, June, July, and August. For discriminating travelers. Send for booklet. IDEAL ALL PARTS OF EUROPE, including OberamUNUSUAL ROUTES, ALL INCLUDE erate cost. J . P. GRAHAM, IDEAL TOURS mergau. OBERAMMERGAU. Box 1055-S , Pittsburg WAY De Potter Tours out rear), 32 Broadway, Hew York 30 Clarendon PI., Bloomfield, N. J. "IDEAL SUMMER TOURS" Comprehensive. Cheap. Seventy days. Nine Countries in Europe. Passion Play. Party Limited. HOTEL de LILLE ET Sail Irom Hew York June IBlh. First Class. Can take SHELBURNE, NOVA SCOTIA six people additional. Apply at once with reter* Twenty-one hours from Boston. Beautiful, Landence. Auspices American Travel Club. D'ALBION locked Harbor. Rowing, Bathing, Sailing, Deep-R. FOSTER STONE, • Johnstown, N. Y. RUE ST. HONORE D A DI G Every Modern sea and Stream Fishing. Moose Hunting from near Rue de la Paii r#*r%lw Comfort Sept. 16th. For Illustrated Booklet write to D. V. Warner, Sec'y-Treas., Tourist Association. UNIVERSITY TRAVEL In all business and social relations the important factor is personality ; this is SOUTH SEAS & Oberammergau Special. $250 peculiarly true in foreign travel. Our $375 leaders constitute our chief distinction. NEW ZEALAND GREECE—Sail May 21 and June 2. British Isles Tour. S250 Berlin, Athens, Rome, London. S400 ITALY—Sail April 6 and June 25. For rest, recreation and pleasure nothing Egypt and Palestine. $600 NORWAY—Sail June 16 and July 2. compares with a tour to these tropic isles. S. H. LONGLEY, 314 Main St., Worcester, Mass. ENGLAND—Sail May 31 and August 6. The superb climate of New Zealand, together OBERAMMERGAU—A place in each tour. with its world wonders of Hot Lakes, make a LEADERS :—Dr. H. H. Powers, Dr. H. F. Wil-combination hard to equal. Wellington round lard. Dr. C. L. Babcock, Mr. Rossiter Howard, trip $260.00, 1st class. South Sea Islands inSUMMER AND COUNTRY ESTATES, COTProf. E. W. Clark, Prof. L. F. Pilcher. cluding New Zealand and Hawaii, three TAGES AND BUNGALOWS Ask about Mediterranean Cruises months' trip, $375.00. Honolulu and back of the Athena. $110.00. Write for folder to of every description at sea-shore and counSend for Announcement and Travel Maps. try for lease and for sale. Bureau of University Travel OCEANIC STEAMSHIP CO. E. P. STODDARD, Portsmouth, N. H. 4 Trinity Place Boston, Mass. 673 Market Street, San Francisco Visit BELGIUM,-The Brussels International Exhibition 4 Hours from London via The DOVER-OSTEND Royal Mail ROUTE THREE SERVICES DAILY Three Hours' Sea Passage by the splendid steamers of the Belgian Government, the fastest cross channel steamers afloat CHEAPEST RAILWAY FARES IN THE WORLD THE DIRECT ROUTE from ENGLAND to GERMANY, AUSTRIA, SWITZERLAND, ITALY, EGYPT, etc. Apply for full particulars: MR. FRANK C. CLARK, Official Agent, Times Building, New York City THE BELGIAN STATE RAILWAYS, 47 Cannon Street, London, E.C., or TICKET OFFICES, 53 Gracechurch Street, E.C.; 72 Regent Street, W. 112d In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE Travel Resorts Tours EUROPE WITH OBERAMMERCAU
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You cannot balk nor clog a Stevens Repeating Shotgun — the empty and the loaded shells do not meet. They travel by 2 separate routes. No chance for them to meet — no chance for a clog. Six times you can do this — or six hundred times. The best experts in the country have tried to balk this gun and failed, because no human hand can accomplish the impossible. The Stevens is a Natural Pointer. This is a new feature in shotguns. It's Browning's latest Patent. The best way to understand it is to go to your dealer and ask him to let you put a Stevens to your shoulder. See with your own eyes how this gun " points itself " because of its racy lines and the perfected balance and because of the STEVENS Sighting System. Try it to-day — this afternoon. Note that the breech is a solid steel wall—note that the gun is hammerless and that with the Stevens you are safe against accident. .M Safety, close hard shooting, top speed, are these the points you want? J. See the gun. Printed facts clinch harder when these facts are put before Stevens Arms & Tool your eyes. Your dealer is waiting to show you that Stevens. Company, Chicopee Falls, Mass. Points for the Sharpshooter, Hunter or Trap Shooter: Dept. 264. You can obtain a letter written you personally by one of our experts, on either Send me expert inforor all of these subjects, giving valuable advice. We send you FREE a mation on either 160-page Stevens Gun Book, telling about Rifles, Shotguns, Pistols ~ Sharpshooting and Rifle Telescopes. Just the information you need to know about ZZ Hunting f •"•*> ""d the advice in the letter helps you to be an expert shot. [Z3 Trap Shooting ' Write now—to-day. (Check subject yon leant.) J. STEVENS ARMS & TOOL CO. THE FACTORY OF PRECISION Dept. 264. CHICOPEE FALLS, MASS. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE 112r SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER IVER JOHNSON SAFETY AUTOMATIC REVO t J SZ*JA , .NEW Th e improved model of the world's safest revolver is now on sale at ever)' progressive firearms dealer's. This revolver combines the "Hammer the Hammer" fea^^^^^ ^ ture of past Iver Johnson models with improvements in action never before found in any revolver at any price. In this mode], springs of drawn, tempered piano wire replace all flat springs. Tension is maintained throughout the entire length of a coil spring. The old flat or "kick" springexerts greatest tension at its weakest point, where the metal in time gives out. A revolver with old style springs may fail you in a moment of life or death. This can never happen with the new Iver Johnson. In accuracy the New Iver Johnson Revolver is unexcelled. The barrel is of finest quality forged steel, bored and rifled with an accuracy unexcelled in any other revolver. The finishing of the rifling practically eliminates leading of the barrel, adds steadiness and accuracy to the flight of the bullet and penetration to its impact. The New Iver Johnson marks the highest achievement in revolver making. Our Free booklet, "ShotB," explains the superior features of our revolvers. Our catalogue seut with It. Iver Johnson Safety Hammer Revolver Iver Johnson Safety Hammerless Revolver 3-inch barrel, nickel-plated finish, 22 rim- 3-inch barrel, nickel-plated fin-fire cartridge, 32 or 38 centerfire «n n n ish, 32 or 38 centerfire cart- AM na cartridge »O.UU ridge OI-UU Nearly all firearms dealers carry Iver Johnson revolvers. Where unobtainable locally, we ship direct on receipt of price. The owl's head on the grip and our name on the barrel mark the genuine.IVER JOHNSON'S ARMS & CYCLE WORKS, 131 River St., Fitchburg, Mass. SE W YOKE—99 Chambers Street. HAMBTJBG, GERMANY—Pickhuben 4. PACIFIC COAST—717 Market St., San Francisco, Cal. 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SUBSCRIBE NOW All News=stands, 25c. $3.00 a Year THE OUTING MAGAZINE 315 FIFTH AVENUE • NEW YOR.K CITY In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER H&R REVOLVERS A Revolver you can ALWAYS say THE BEST about "Premier" Automatic \
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The FREEPORT HOOK will catch fish. It is a SCIENTIFIC FISH HOOK for Bass, Pike, Pickerel and Muskallonge. HAND MADE. It ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ ^ is positively WEEDLESS and SNAG-PROOF. USED and PRAISED by hundredsof prominent Sportsmen and Business Men. Write for "A Little Book About A Hook." It's Free. Ask your Dealer or send 75c., specifying what kind of fish you want to catch. TRY THE HOOK. A hook at 75c. may be dear or cheap. The 75c. doesn't tell. The FREEPORT HOOK tells. WRITE NOW for a Booklet and Testimonials. THE FREEPORT HOOK CO., Dept. A., Frecport, 111. The Hartford Fire Insurance Co. does the largest fire insurance business in America. Popularity comes from strength and fair treatment. Forfire protection Ask for a Hartford Policy Any agent or broker Winslow's Skates THE BEST ICE AND ROLLER SKATES* The Choice of Champions and Best Rinks Catalogues Free y^ THE SAMUEL WINSLOW SKATE MFG CO .WODCESIEB.MASS .U S A. ^ New York, 84 Chambers Street. London, 8 Long Lane, E. C. \ Paris, 64, Avenue de la Grande Arm£e. Berlin, W. 9, Potsdamer Strasse, 4. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES This summer enjoy the charm of ^ ^ Canoeing You can learn all about this pleasureful sport and see pictures of real canoe life in our beautiful free booklet depicting in use the Old town Canoe Th e booklet shows pictures of canoeing scenes from Maine to California—actual instances of the healthful, happy pleasure in this sport and pastime —as enjoyable and as safe as gondoliering in Venice. Send your address today with request for this free bookie4" and let us show you the Indian origin, the history and manufacture of "Old Town Canoe*" Guaranteed satisfactory. 2,000 canoes already built to choose from, assuring prompt deliveries. Agents all cities. Also canvas covered Boats and Yacht Tenders. OLD TOWN CANOE CO. 474 Middle Street. Old Town. Maine. U.S.A. The 1910 HOW TO RUN AN AUTO EASY STAR TIRES Stand for Quality in the Rubber, The Fabric, The Building, and The Treating, and Guarantees THE AUTOIST'S FAVORITE TIRE Not made merely to sell, but to SATISFY THE MAN WHOSE MONEY BUYS THE TIRES Ask your Dealer or write us for a FREE Catalog and "NEDRA— THE MOTOR GIRL OF MARS" A Romance of Motoring in Mars. Scut /or two 2c stamps. THE STAR RUBBER COMPANY 545 Switzer Avenue, Akron, O. A NEW FAST TRUSCOTT FAMILY LAUNCH 22% FT. SPEED. COMFORT *n * SAFETY COMBINED. SEND S STAMPS FOfl CATALOG TRUSCOTTBOATMFO.CQ.,ST.JOSEPH,M tc H^ Edition "SELF-PROPELLED VEHICLES" Iexplains in plain language how the motor car is constructed and how it works. Gives Complete Practical Instruction in Running,Care, Management and Repairs. The most useful and valuable book published for IOwners, Repairmen, and Intending Purchasers. Price $2 postpaid, or it will be sent on approval, as per |coupon. Agents wanted. THEO. AUPEL & CO., 63 FIFTH AVE.. NEW YORK UNDER- STAND zr Kindly mail me copy of Homans' Automobiles; if found satisfactory, I will immediately remit you $2, or return the book. Name... Occupation Address - SCRIBNER In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES No Piece-Work—No Over-Time No Nightwork—No Rush Methods are permitted in the manufacture of and WHITE Steam CARS Gasoline /"DUALITY is the fundamental requirement in constructing White ^ ^ steam and gasoline cars and no manufacturing methods which might endanger quality are permitted in the W^hite factory. The workmen are paid by the hour—not by the piece—so there is no incentive for them to devote less time and care to any operation than is its due. No over-time work is permitted, because work so done is generally not so painstaking as it should be. "We do not employ a "night shift," because in this way responsibility is divided, and work done by artificial light cannot be as good as that done by daylight. Finally, nothing is rushed through the "White Factory. Each operation is allotted the full time necessary to secure the highest standard of quality. For example, forty-two working days elapse between the time a body is received into the paint shop and the time it is sent to the assembling-room. Similarly, every other operation receives every care which our ten years' experience in manufacturing high-grade automobiles can suggest. Write for Catalogs of WHITE Steam and Gasoline Cars THE WHITE COMPANY 84 8 East 79th Street CLEVELAND, OHIO New York City, Broadway at 63d St. Toronto, 170 King: St., West Boston, 330 Newbury St. Atlanta, 130-133 Marietta St. Philadelphia, 639-633 N. Broad St. Chicago, 340 Michigan Ave. Pittsburg, 138-148 Beatty St. San Francisco, Market St. at Van Ness Ave. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE \r To MOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES Send for a copy of " The Motorist Log Book" (with maps), giving the actual experience of a prominent motorist while touring through France, Spain and Italy in a STUDEBAKER, at a car-cost of $3.80 — less than one cent per hundred miles—for repairs. The stude The STUDEBAKER-GARFORD idea is lasting quality and dependability—the refusal to sacrifice the strength or efficiency of any one feature at another feature's gain. To make an evenly balanced automobile of consistent design and construction. Not to seek for speed at the expense of comfort, safety and excessive wear-and-tear—yet the car will do a mile a minute. Not to break hill climbing records at the cost of economical maintenance and touring flexibility, but—abundant power always. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES To build a car for all work, on all roads — to stand up to that work steadily and surely—to give you as good a car at the end of five years as the day it was bought. In other words, the STUDEBAKER-GARFORD is a consistently balanced combination of proven essentials, which results in a chassis good enough at the end of ten years to warrant a new body, and that will give satisfactory and economical service every day of the ten years. When you buy a car don't let some glib salesman hold a magnifying glass before some "freak" feature as a selling point which is obtained at the sacrifice of comfort, reliability or service. baker Address Department N STUDEBAKER AUTOMOBILE CO., %S* SOUTH BEND, IND. Branches and Agencies Everywhere STUDEBAKER-GARFORD "40" seven-passen. ger; comfortable and roomy, showing disappearing folding seats. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES Kelly Springfield Automobile Tires The cost of automobile tires is too large an item for you to ignore the twelve-year record of Kelly-Springfield goodness. "Absolutely no trouble with our Kelly-Springfields—not even a puncture.' — Tiapid Motor Vehicle Company, Pontiac, Mich. Consolidated Rubber Tire Company 20 Ve»ey Street, New York Branch Offices in New York, Chicago, Philadelphia, Boston, St. Louis, Detroit, Cincinnati, San Francisco and Akron, O. MULLINS STEEL BOATS SAFEST AND FASTEST OF PLEASURE BOATS Mullins Boats are safer and faster than any wooden boats. Built of steel plates, with air chambers like a life boat. Hulls glide through water easily; can't warp, crack, split, dry out or waterlog. Require no caulking. 7 models, 16 to 26 feet, 3 to 40 h. p. All have non-backfiring two-cycle engine, silent underwater exhaust, one-man control, outside gasoline intake, improved carburetor and reversing device, and many other exclusive improvements. Big output insures Prompt Deliveries. Rf*ati Qui* GatatatM before ordering. Describes all nC7«fU U« r «/<ft<»UI| launches, also lull line of Row Boats, Hunting and Fishing Boats, Engines and Accessories. THE W. H. MULLINS CO. HO Franklin Street SALEM, OHIO In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES-PARTS AND ACCESSORIES Four-cylinder Reo $1250 Top and Mezgcr Automatic Windshield Extra Is this what you want? A big, handsome, light, powerful motor-car—off like a thoroughbred as soon as you open the throttle. Fifty miles an hour, fast on the hills, quiet, smooth-running, comfortable, and full of the well-known Reo get-there-and-back ability. The Reo is all this for $1250. Does everything that any $3000 car does—except cost three-thousand-dollars, with big tire-cost, operating-cost, and maintenance. Get "Reasons Why "from the Reo catalogue. Better yet: get next to a Reo dealer. He will show you that the Reo is and does all the things you want of a motor-car. The Four-cylinder Reo is made also as a Four-passenger Roadster, You Can $1250. There is also the Two-cylinder Touring Car (over 25,000 in use) You Can do it at $1000, and the Single-cylinder Runabout at $500—the most reliable do it with with runabout under REO Send also for No. 31, "Th e Story of New York-to-Atlanta." R M Owen & Co Lansing Michigan General Sales Agents for Reo Motor Car Co Licensed under Selden Patent In answering advertisements please mention SCRlBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES This is the Car Send For Printed Proofs of —the Glide—that stands comparison, point for point, These 7 Glide Car Points with every standard car on the market under the Glide Motor—same type used in highest-most expert investigation — and is victor in the priced four-cylinder cars. I comparison, not "price considered," but irrespecGlide Cylinders—cast separately, giving maximum cooling surface. II tive of its lower price. 5-bearing crankshaft. III Glide's Special Oiling System, constant-level, self-contained and self-regulat-IV -best ever invented for a motor. No clutch on any car compares with Glide V Multiple Disc Clutch. Glide's one universal joint located where the VI universal joint belongs. One oiling lasts a year. Glide Brakes—extra big and efficient, with VII equalizing bars—insuring equal pressure on all wheels. "Show me" these points. Also that Glide Bearings, Magneto, Ignition, Wheels, Tires, Glide Scout Springs and Upholstery stand all comparisons. Our demi-tonneau Roadster, 45-H. P.; Wheel Base, Na 122 inches; 40x4 tires, $2500. Town State The Bartholomew Company, Peoria, III. The Bartholomew Co., 650 Glide Street, Peoria, 111. (Licensed Under Selden Patent) More Horse Power A single grain of sand dropped into each of your motor cylinders would be ground to smithereens in a jiffy. If you kept on dropping in more grains of sand you'd eventually have more smithereens than horse power. That is precisely what you are doing when you use ordinary lubricating oil—it leaves a continually thickening deposit of sand-like carbon in the cylinders. HAVOLiNE OIL is the only motor oil made that has sufficient body and yet is rendered, by our process, so free from carbon impurities that the flash and heat of each explosion leaves the cylinder head as clean as a whistle for the next piston thrust. Do not find fault with your motor for waning horse power. The engine is all right—Use Havoline Oil. You111 find "It makes a difference.'' For sale in i, s and 10 gallon cans; in barrels and half barrets, at auto supply shops, garages or direct from our main office or branch offices. Send for booklet on the common sense of automobile lubrication. HAVOLINE OIL CO., 80 Broad St. and 1906 Broadway, New York ST. LOUIS SAN FRANCISCO In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES THE "FIRST AND FOREMOST" ELECTRIC
M E BAKER was the first electric ever built, and it is still the foremost electric. Its builders have had twice the experience of most makers; and the experience shows in every detail of every Baker model. No other electric embodies so many fine points of mechanical superiority as the Baker; no other is so graceful in design—so supremely luxurious in finish and appointments. Here are some of the reasons why have remained, in spite of all competition, the acknowledged Standard of the World. Baker Electrics THE ONLY COMPLETE LINE—We make more types of cars than any other manufacturer, and every car is the best of its type. The line for 1910 includes Victorias, Coupes, Broughams, Landaulets, Runabouts, Roadsters, etc. THE HANDSOMEST DESIGNS—The title "Aristocrats of Motordom" was bestowed on Baker Electrics because of their graceful lines, sumptuous appointments and superb finish. No other electric can be compared with the Baker in attractiveness of appearance. THE SAFEST CONTROL—The continuous torque drum type controller is absolutely proof against sparking and "freezing." The only perfectly safe controller. THE GREATEST MILEAGE—Baker Electrics will go farther on a single charge than any other make. One Baker Electric made 160 miles on a single charge, the world's record. THE MOST SPEED—Baker Electrics are not built for speeding or for "stunts," but because of refinements in construction that eliminate friction, they are the fastest of ail electrics. THE BEST TRANSMISSION— All new models have our improved bevel gear shaft drive transmission—the greatest improvement ever made in electric motor car construction. It requires no adjustment, and its constant lubrication gives practically unlimited life, increasing the efficiency of the car the longer it is operated. This new drive entirely eliminates all chain troubles and puts the Baker so far in advance of all other electrics that comparison is no longer possible. The public's appreciation of Baker quality and mechanical efficiency is shown by the fact that the demand for Baker Electrics exceeds the demand for all other electrics combined. The Baker is the car that sells because it satisfies. Write for our handsome catalog, which describes the new models and their many exclusive improvements The Baker Motor Vehicle Company CLEVELAN^'OK. s. A. THE OLDEST AND LARGEST MANUFACTURERS OF ELECTRIC MOTOR CARS IN THE WORLD In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES Diamond Standard Tire The Standard Tire as well as the Pioneer Tire (as to both Casings and Tubes) Simply because, year after year, they have given the motorist, and to a degree approached by not one other tire, the two things chiefly wanted — the mosf mileage — the lowest upkeep cost. Diamond demountable rim and tire literature on request. THE DIAMOND RUBBER CO., AKRON, O. In the M. M. motorcycle we have eliminated the noise entirely. We have done away with dust and dirt accumulations by confining the oil inside the engine. The M.M. motor is one of the most highly developed and powerful gas engines for its size ever built. It EVERY TURN OF AN is fitted with roller bearings throughout. It is efficient, economical, and, above all, absolutely reliable. AUTOMOBILE WHEEL can be made to show you A PROFIT instead of being an expense. M.M. 4 H. P. Magneto Single, Price $225 A New Era In Tire Making. Prepare now for next summer's riding. Ask us SEND FOR OUR "SAVING PLAN." to send catalog and other literature. We'll gladly answer all questions If you wish to "read up " on the subject we'll have your name RUBBER CO. OF AMERICA, placed on the mailing list for " Sparks," a Manulacturers of "WORLD" Tires monthly motorcycle magazine. AMERICAN BUILDING, BROADWAY COR. 59th ST., NEW YORK. American Motor Company 797 Centre Street, BROCKTON, MASS. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES 123
HE New Rambler Offset Crank-shaft enables you to throttle down on high gear no faster than a man usually walks. This means that in crowded traffic, much gear shifting is avoided. The straight-line drive takes the power direct from the engine to the rear axle without encountering the angle or corner, found in most other driving systems. Thirty-six inch wheels give high clearance and add to the appearance and riding qualities. The Spare Wheel eliminates tire worry because this wheel, with inflated tire, can so quickly and easily be substituted for the damaged tire. The efficiency of these features has been attained by the same painstaking methods which made Rambler quality possible. Rambler Automobiles, $1,800 to $3,750 Thomas B. Jeffery & Company Main Office and Factory, Kenosha, Wisconsin Branches: Chicago, Milwaukee, Boston, Cleveland and San Francisco In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES WHEATLEY RILLS 189.6 Miles THE Marmon190 Minutes without a " The Easiest Riding Car In The World " stop WHAT THE VICTORIES MEAN Such racing victories as the Marmon stock cars have won by long non-stop runs at mile-a minute speed, have demonstrated much more than speed—indeed, that is the least of it. The meaning of these long runs, ranging from 50 to 225 miles at merciless speed without a stop* is that Marmon stock cars, the kind you buy, are made of such fine materials, with such accurate, careful workmanship, that they stand the most terrific strains without distress. That they also mean wonderful tire economy is self evident. Manufactured—not merely assembled—by one of the oldest and most successful manufacturing institutions of the country. One Chassis, 3240 H. P. High Glass Equipment $2,650 NORDYKE & MARMON CO. ESTAB. 1851 Indianapolis, Ind. Licensed under Selden Patent DRUMMER—I suppose the automobile has been a good thing for your business. PROPRIETOR—Sure. Ye see the less time a man spends comin' an' goin' the more time he has to hang around talkin' politics—an' politics is an awful dry subject. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES Elco MOTOR BOATS ELCO DE LUXE J ELCO SUPERIORITY was again established at the Motor Boat Show. Their beauty of finish, graceful lines and perfect accommodations, their wonderful speed, absolute seaworthiness and safety made them incomparable. On this point public opinion was unanimous. 35-ft. ELCO GASOLINE EXPRESS 54-ft. ELCO DE LUXE, universally LAUNCH. A large seaworthy pleasure admired as the very highest refine-boat which guarantees a speed of 22 ment of boat building. A Cabin miles an hour combined with safety Launch luxuriously designe d and and comfort for eight passengers. All appointed with ever y comfort , the exhilaration of motoring with none Sleepin g five in an emergency, of the dirt and dust. All the thrill of Equipped with a SELF-STARTING speed with none of the danger. GASOLINE ENGINE. " Will serve you on the water as the Automobile does on land" SPEE D COMFOR T SAFET Y 40-ft. ELCO CRUISER, designed to give the greatest degree of seaworthiness and comfort, sleeping seven, in a 40-ft. boat, equipped with a 20 H. P. Engine. It was acknowledged at the Show to be the " model 40-ft. Cruiser,'" —best in design, construction and power equipment ever built. Write fur our latest catalogue of Gasoline Motor Boats and Electric Launches. Address Elco 169 Avenue A. 21 minutes from New York?Lih'erity §V o r 23 rd.St Ferny C RlRidt^NJ. >w Chicago 5howrooin» ll ll ^^ij? 1205 Michigan Aye. |\J_^^^^* In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE AUTOMOBILES—PARTS AND ACCESSORIES These Records Show That 88 Owners Ran Detroit Electrics for$12.24amonth A canvass of eighty-eight Detroit owners in one garage shows that they ran their cars during the period of 1909 at an average cost of $.014 per mile. This record covers the cost of every item of maintenance—repairs, tires, batteries. The Edison Illuminating Company report that the cost for current averaged $5.24 per month. These cars averaged 6,000 miles a year; 500 miles a month. Use the figures as a cost basis and compute for yourself. The total expense—and bear in mind that this means current, repairs, tires and batteries—averaged just $12.24 Pe r month. The Detroit electric How much more satisfactory is such a record ; Wider doors, opening forward instead of backand such conclusive performances as that of the ward. Detroit in the Munsey tour, winning the only Front corner windows of curved plate glass, deofficial certificate ever issued to an electric in a reliability contest; such a trip as the recent dash of signed to afford the widest possible range of vision. 55 miles on a single charge of five Detroit cars You will see from the cut that the operator has through snow drifts over the hills of Michigan, unobstructed view of the front wheels as the curb than vague statements about " greatest mileage," is approached. unconfirmed by facts or figures. With the addition of our exclusive countershaft In these factory talks of ours, we want to be just brake, which will hold the car at an angle of 45 as accurate and just exact the English landegrees with a normal pressure of the foot, we have as asguage will permit. 80 more inches of braking surface than any other We want to point out the specific details of mechelectric ; thus affording the maximum of control anism, design and construction which will deterwith the minimum of energy. mine your choice. Some of these revolutionary betterments, by Exclusive bumper rod across front spring end as which you will recognize the advanced developa protection to body and chassis. ment of the Detroit, we cite herewith :— Our literature will do more than interest you ; it Motors and batteries built in our own plant exwill be a revelation ; and it will go a long way toclusively adapted for the Detroit Electric. ward deciding you in favor of this car. We are now prepared to furnish the wonderful Edison battery, which realizes every expectation of its distinguished inventor. It is the splendid result of years of experiment in which the Wizard of Orange, New Jersey, has spent several millions of dollars. The Detroit Electric is the only car of the 1910 season which can be equipped with the large size Edison battery of 225 ampere-hour capacity, without remodeling and enlarging. The Edison is substantially indestructible ;—it is made of nickel and steel ;—it will not deteriorate or sulphate ;—overcharging or charging at high or low rate of current cannot injure it in any way;—it is the lightest battery on the market by 35 per cent;—it may be allowed to stand indefinitely and the only care it requires is to be filled with distilled water once a week. ANDERSON CARRIAGE COMPANY, Dept. SM, Detroit, Michigan In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE More light on the tire? Pneumatic fires made the automobile possible. All tires ape better than they used to be;-theip development has kept pace with the development of the automobile. But while all tipes ape better it is amistake to suppose that "one tipe is about as good as another-and it is a very expensive mistake In the intelligent selection offipes, these things count top little op nothing; /. Jippearance2. Claims of theoretical Superiority and these things ape vital in determining the best: /. Reputation of the maker 2. Record of sepvicefor years The Goodpich pecopd is an open book to any tipe user; it is unimpeachable and it is utterly conclusive...Whenever an unusually difficult endurance van OCCUPS, or a strenuous toup like the Glidden Trophy confestryouwill see GOODRICH TIRES the prevailing choice of the contestants, and will see Proof of the wisdom of the choice at the end of the run. A tire "education" need not be expensive: read the records; weigh the evidence of things that count. Then get Goodrich Tires and begin to make records yourself The B. F. Goodrich Company AKRON »* " OHIO Largest in the World Branches in all the Principal Cities 12ft SCRJBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER It is the Fineness of TRANSPARENT WOOD FINISH that makes it economical. $3.00 of working quality in every galion. It covers from 20% to 40% more surface and requires from 20% to 60% less labor than varnishes at a lower price. The same price with discount is the same as lower price. "Quality and Economy in Varnish and Varnishing," Our Free Varnish Book. See pages 35-39. Please address us carefully at 159 Chestnut Street, Newark, N. J. Murphy Varnish Company FRANKLIN MURPHY, President MAKERS OF THE VARNISH THAT LASTS LONGEST Head Office: NEWARK, N. J. Also BOSTON CLEVELAND ST. LOUIS CHICAGO The Great Middle Price High-Grade 4 to 120 H. P. for Light andEsterbrooK\SYRACUSE Heavy Duty and Speed Boats
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GOOD rain-coat is good for any-day wear; ours are all-wool; rainproof; correct in style. Our Style Book illustrates many good clothes; a Washington Number; sent for six cents. Hart Schaffner & Marx Good Clothes Makers Chicago Boston NewYorlc In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER WELL TAUGHT NEW NURSE : " Bumped your head ? Come, let me kiss it and make it well." CHILD: "Pond's Extract is better than kissing, Mama thinks." TH E Wise Mother Keeps Pond's Extract in the House. She Knows In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Nabisco Sugar Wafers Dainty serving is intimately associated with dainty edibles, Time, place and occasion may determine the elaborateness of the successive courses, but desserts of all descriptions, ices, creams and sherbets, mark the climax of the art of cookery and refined service, when accompanied by NABISCO Suga r Wafers—the consummation of the ideal dessert confection. Iff ten cent tins Also in twenty-five cent tins TRY CHOCOLATE TOKENS—A dessert sweet with an outer covering of chocolate and a center suggestive of dainty Nabisco. NATIONAL BISCUIT COMPANY 7» answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER TRAVELER'S CHEQUES of the AMCRICAN BANKERS -ASSN > For the Tourist Abroad—a necessity; for the Traveler at Home—a convenience. The cheques that are always and everywhere good. ^IKHOSE who cater to travelers — hotels, steamship and railroad ill/ companies, etc., all over the world—know that the chequesas good as gold and gladly accept them. This undoubted value and their self - identifying features make are the TRAVELER'S Cheques of Me AMERICAN BANKERS' ASSOCIATION the easiest to negotiate—the ideal cheques to travel with. Thousands of Banks issue them; tens of thousands of Banks will cash them without charge. Hotels prefer them to drafts, certified checks and personal checks. Take a book of assorted denominations ($10, $20, $50 and $100) on your next trip. A booklet fully describing the system sent free on request. BUY THEM FROM YOUR OWN BANKER OR IF MORE CONVENIENT APPLY TO BANKERS TRUST COMPANY 7 WALL ST..NEW YORK CITY In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE The book that tells you how to plan your bathroom Standard MODERN BATHROOMS
HERE is no room in the house that brings so much lasting comfort as the modern bathroom, no room quite like it in its relation to the health and well-being of the household. Its planning is a delight and its installation as interesting as the building of the house itself. That you who are planning your new home or Guaranteed ware, the sanitary plumbing fixtures remodeling your present one may also plan a of the Standard Sanitary Mfg. Company, the bathroom to your taste, convenience and pocket-largest makers of sanitary bathroom equipment in book, we have just issued a new and beautiful the world. edition of our I oo-page book, "Modern Bathrooms." It is elaborately illustrated with many A "jftattdamf bathroom is always a modern pictures of modern bathrooms, which are deand beautiful one. No other equipment than scribed in detail and which range in price from ",S>taihfal<<r Guaranteed ware should be selected. $78.00 to 5600.00. The cost of each fixture Its use is an assurance to you of perfect sanitation and floor space required for each bathroom are and the guarantee protects the life of each fixture also given. bearing it. "Modern Bathrooms" shows model kitchens N<"> matter how much or how little your bathand laundries, their approximate costs and how room investment is to be, obtain a copy of to arrange them. It illustrates all the many "Modern Bathrooms" and study it carefullv. supplementary equipments and gives valuable You cannot fail to profit by the unusual and advice on tiling and decoration and the treatment valuable information it contains. Enclose 6c. of walls and floors. It is published in the interest postage and give the names of your architect and of the householder and describes "^tandapd" plumber (if selected). Address Standard .Sanitary Iftfo. Co., Dept. C, Pittsburgh, U. S. A. f New York- 35-37 West 31st St. Pittsburgh: 949 Penn. Ave. Boston: Hancock Building Offices and I Chicago: 415 Ashland Block St. Louis: 100-102 N. Fourth St. Louisville: 319-323 W. Main St. Showrooms | Philadelphia: 1128 Walnut St. New Orleans: Cor. Baronne & St. Joseph St9. Cleveland: 648-652 Huron Road, S.E. I Toronto,Can.: 59 Richmond St. E. Montreal, Can.: 215 Coristine Bldg. London, E. C : 59 Holborn Viaduct. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Slezak as Rhadames in Aida COPYRIGHT 1910 BY MISHKIN STUDIO LeoSlezak JEAN DE RESZKE says: "I consider Slezak the greatest living tenor." Ten years ago Jean de Reszke stood where Slezak stands today—the greatest living tenor. Today Jean de Reszke is the greatest voice teacher in the world, and his opinion is final—he knows. Hear Slezak sing the greatest of the Tannhauser arias, Loblied der Venus," in the Edison Phonograph. Also hear the other great Slezak Records from Otello and Aida which he sings exclusively for the Edison. Edison Grand Opera Records, 75c and $1.00; Edison Standard Records, .15c; Edison Amberol Records (play twice as long), 50c National Phonograph Co., 50 Lakeside Ave., Orange, N. J. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER The Edison Amberola Plays both Edison Standard and Edison Amberol Records Price $200 Other types of Edison Phonographs $12.50 to $125 The Amberola is the newest and most beautiful Edison Phonograph. It offers two things that no other sound-reproducing instrument of the cabinet or any other type can offer—the wonderful voice of Slezak in the great arias from Otello and Aida, in which he proved himself the world's greatest tenor; and ' Amberol Records, the longest playing Records made. Made in several finishes of mahogany or oak. There are Edison dealers everywhere. Go to the nearest and hear the Edison Phonograph (particularly the Amberola) play both Edison Standard and Amberol Records. Get complete catalogs from your dealer or from us. National Phonograph Co., 50 Lakeside Ave., Orange, N. J. The Edison Business Phonograph means shorter hours for the business man In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER The New 88 Note ANGELUS Enables Anyone to Play Any Music Artistically Perhaps you are a man, young or old, absorbed all day by affairs —the ANGELUS enables you to play the piano in your leisure hours whenever your mood seeks expression in music. Perhaps you are a woman, whose accomplishments do not include the piano—the ANGELUS is a never failing source of delightful entertainment for yourself and all who come into your home. Perhaps you have children not specially qualified for musical careers or training—they can have all the pleasure and culturing influence of good music played by themselves or others upon the ANGELUS. You can have at any time an impromptu musicale, classical, operatic, popular—music for an informal dance—a perfect accompaniment for songs — an hour or hours by yourself with the masters—all with an ANGELUS. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER PLAYER-PIANO The wonderful exclusive and patented devices that make ANGELUS music personal and responsive music—not in any sense mechanical—but human. The Phrasing Lever The Melodant which makes the tempo absolutely subject to which " clears" the melody and subdues the your own sense of expression, eliminating all accompaniment. suggestion of mechanical or automatic "time." It is the most important device on any Pianoplaye r The Melody Buttons The " Artistyle " Music Rolls and responsive pedals, which do for the tones which indicate so plainly, that you cannot what the Phrasing Lever does for the tempo, be confused, every variation in tone and affording the most delicate tonal shades and tempo—yet permit you to preserve your own variations, from loudest to softest. individuality in every measure you play. To fully realize all that the possession of an ANGELUS would mean to you, and why your selection should absolutely be an ANGELUS, write for a catalog and play upon the instrument yourself at the local agency whose address we will send you. THE WILCOX & WHITE COMPANY, Pi7ZZZ%7&*£" MERIDEN, CONN. Regent House Regent Street London Owners of ANGELUS instruments using 58-note rolls put up in black boxes will hear something to their advantage by writing direct to us. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE 142 SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER ARROW COLLARS The new Arrow Collar for summer—high enough in the back for good appearance, low enough in the front for comfort, and there's room for the cravat to slide and tie in. It's the Concord with the Ara-Notch K M and the Evanston with the usual buttonholes. 15 cents; 2 for 25 cents. In Canada, 20 cents; 8 for 50 cents Send for the Ara-Notch Folder. Cluett, Peabody & Co., Troy, N. Y. ARROW CUFFS, 25 cents; in Canada, 3o cents In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER Cluett SHIRTS are made to meet the wants of men who have heretofore been unable to secure satisfaction in ready-made shirts. They are shirts that you can wear without a coat, and yet know and feel that you do not appear at a disadvantage. $1.50 and more. In Canada, $2.25 up. Send for booklet, "Proper Dress." Cluett, Peabody & Company, Troy, N. Y. In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE 11I SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE ADVERTISER The Colonel's Daughter: "Dear me, it does seem home-like to see you using Ivory Soap. I'm never without it. Even in hard water, it will not harm the tenderest complexion." The Foreman: "We all aren't much on complexions, Miss, but we shore find that Ivory '11 get away with the dirt, slick and pronto." The popularity of Ivory Soap is due to two things—its purity and its availability for so many different purposes. You will find Ivory Soap in the lady's toilet, the baby's bath, and the tub of the exacting laundress; in the crowded cities of the East and on the limitless plains of the West. It is always at the top, for—it floats. Ivory Soap It Floats. ^ In answering advertisements please mention SCRIBNER'S MAGAZINE Natural Flavor Food Products Sliced Dried Beef For Breakfast Cream It and Serve on Toast Easy to Prepare— Economical and Healthful Try it and know how good Libby's Dried Beef is. 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