,illustration3 ,,january #ahii #aj ,,cents ,,dixie4 ,a ,,monthly ,,magazine4 ,,the ,,dixie ,,baltimore ,,publishing ,,co4 ,terms3 #a4jj a ,year in ,advance4 #aj ,cents a ,number4 ,,dixie ,a ,,monthly ,,magazine4 ,,january1 #ahii4 ,,henry ,,clayton ,,hopkins1 ,editor1 #cbf ,st4 ,paul ,st41 ,baltimore4 ,g4 ,,alden ,,peirson1 ,,clinton ,,peters1 ,art ,editors4 ,,chas4 ,j4 ,,pike1 ,,george ,b4 ,,wade1 ,business ,manager4 ,,contents4 ,i4 ,cover designed by ,g4 ,alden ,peirson4 ,,ii4 ,the ,new ,year ,frontispiece4 ,drawn by ,clinton ,peters4 ,,iii4 ,frost 7poem7--,duncan ,campbell ,scott #a ,,iv4 ,dan ,rice's ,new ,year ,frolic--,m4 ,g4 ,mc,clelland #b ,v4 ,to ---- 7poem7--,henry ,clarion ,hopkins #ac ,illustration by ,clinton ,peters4 ,,vi4 ,the ,man ,he ,knew--,john ,p4 ,rogers #ae ,with ,pictures by ,chas4 ,j4 ,pike4 ,,vii4 ,a ,question 7poem7--,danske ,dandridge #be ,,viii4 ,love is ,blind 7prose poem7--,william ,theodore ,peters #bf ,,ix4 ,some ,picturesque ,bits of ,baltimore--,g4 ,alden ,peirson #bg 7,sixteen ,illustrations47 ,x4 ,the ,four ,fears of ,our ,general 7,the ,first ,fear7--,adele ,bacon #dc ,,xi4 ,bouquets #eb ,,xii4 8,hydrangias0 #ed ,reproduction of the ,painting by ,philip de ,boilleau4 ,,xiii4 ,the ,bogieman #ef ,,xiv4 ,book ,reviews--,e4 ,a4 ,u4 ,valentine #ei ,,xv4 ,exchanges #fc ,copyright1 #ahii1 by ,,dixie ,,publishing ,,company4 ,illustration3 ,,dixie4 ,,vol4 ,i4 ,,january1 #ahii4 ,,no4 #a4 ,,frost4 ,in lofty ,nepal in the sheer1 refined ,air of some frigid ,himalayan vale1 ,frost-charmed in ancient ice a sorcerer pale ,shrinks stars and frondes to things of faery-kind4 ,now in the night when cold has stilled the wind1 ,when the snow shines like moonlight in the dale1 ,his crystals clothe the pane with magic mail1 ,or build a legend hoar with rime outlined2 ,the spoils of dreamland dwarfed to atomies3 ,incrusted gems1 star-glances overborne ,with lids of sleep plucked from the moth's bright eyes1 ,and forests dense of ferns blanched and forlorn1 ,where ,oberon of unimagined size ,might in the silver silence wind his horn4 --,duncan ,campbell ,scott4 ,illustration3 ,,dan ,,rice',s ,,new ,,year ,,frolic ,,by ,m4,g4 ,,mcclelland4 ,among the mountain fastnesses the snow lay fifteen inches deep in the open1 a thing without precedent in the memory of the oldest hunter in the ,humpback region4 ,the cowled peaks uplifted themselves1 wanly1 and lay against a hard distance in mysterious1 alien solitude4 ,in the midst rose ,humpback1 his indented crest losing outline for days together by reason of the snow clouds that coifed it4 ,in the hollows1 where many of the mountaineers lived1 the snow was much deeper1 wind-drifted in swaths1 fit to bury a man to the middle4 ,many of the trails were blocked and1 when the wind changed and a slight thaw set in1 followed by a freeze1 the snow packed and crusted1 which made travel bad for people who had never even heard of snow-shoes4 ,the wild creatures suffered most1 and whole covies of game birds perished in the drifts from cold or starvation4 ,on the other hand1 minks1 otters1 foxes1 and nature's other carnivorous children fattened apace1 slipping about the white frozen world1 like demons of the inner circle1 and feasting upon the bodies of the dead4 ,as the cold increased1 big game was driven from inaccessible haunts and wandered afield in search of food1 even venturing1 by night1 close to the cabins and fodder-stacks of the people4 ,deer trails grew plentiful1 and the big cushioned track of bear could be seen in many of the hollows4 ,when the cold first swooped upon them1 the people curled up like touched caterpillars1 and devoted every energy not frost-bitten to keeping themselves warm4 ,their cabins were built on hygienic principles1 and the very earth beneath them was unaccustomed to the rigor of a hard chill4 ,after a week of it1 finding themselves still living1 the men began to take interest and a hunting epidemic broke out and spread4 ,dan ,rice1 the owner of good hunting dogs1 became the most popular man in the neighborhood and had his vanity so tickled that he decided to give a party1 just to show the folks what a fellow he was and what a figure he could make when he set his mind to it4 ,he had a big buck swung up by its heels in his smoke-house1 and nearly two flour barrels full of small game1 besides the intimate friendship of a distiller of 8moonshine10 so that he felt himself in a position to invite his friends to make merry with him and 8damn the expense40 8',twill thaw we-all up1 an' start the sap runnin'10 he explained to his wife4 8,thar's plenty to do with1 so you an' the gals buckle on an' don't have no sparin' an' pinchin'4 ,this here shindig have got to make a record40 ,word of the extent and elegance of the preparations went around with the invitations1 and also that ,mrs4 ,rice and her daughters would appear in new calicos made specially for the occasion4 ,immediately every female invited felt life unendurable without similar decoration1 and domestic atmosphere grew fevered with discussions of patterns and styles4 ,tom ,westley's pretty little near-sighted wife secured the sweetest thing in rosebuds on a dark red ground1 and stitched away at it energetically4 ,her baby was nearly three months old now and her interest in the outside world was returning4 ,the grooves of her life were well defined and narrow1 so that any extraneous happening became an event charged with unbalancing excitement4 ,there was to be a big deer hunt with ,rice's hounds1 as a preliminary to the ball1 and every able-bodied man about the district expected to take part in it4 ,westley proposed to his wife to go over to the ,rice's early in the day and let him join her there after the hunt1 but got flouted4 ,mrs4 ,rice would be run off her legs with the preparations1 her considerate little neighbor declared1 and would be justified in regarding premature arrivals with disgust4 ,she--,susan ,westley--was a housekeeper herself and knew about these things4 ,besides1 her own dress was unfinished1 and she had a making of soap in the lye which must be attended to4 ,then it was arranged that ,tom should meet her at a specified fence corner1 a quarter of a mile from their house1 just before1 or on the edge of dark4 ,the way to the fence was through a cleared field and perfectly open4 ,she knew it as well as she did her own door yard4 8,don't git so fired up huntin' that you forgit me10 she admonished1 as she gave her husband his breakfast on the important morning4 8,it's a mile over to ,rice's an' woods nigh all the way4 ,the moon won't be up1 time ,i want to start n'other1 so ,i'd be feared4 ,aim to be at the fence fust1 will you80 8,all right10 ,tom acquiesced easily4 8,i'll be thar sure as shootin'1 so thar aint no call to fluster4 ,don't keep me waitin' no longer 'n you can help for it's tarnation cold loafin'4 ,wrop the youngster up tight1 or he'll freeze4 ,he ain't none too fleshy40 ,he had the child on his knee and was feeding it with scraps of his own breakfast1 calmly confident that as the boy is father to the man that which is good for him at one point of his development must be beneficial all along the line4 ,the baby was chipper and healthy1 but exceedingly small1 a fact used to shame his parents by the possessors of more stalwart off-spring4 ,breakfast despatched1 ,westley handed the child to his wife1 and invested himself with a shaggy overcoat and coon-skin cap1 made with ear-tabs and a droll peak in front which stuck out keenly4 8,you want to keep out 'n the bushes10 laughed his wife1 as she opened the door for him1 8or somebody 'll be shootin' you for a b'ar4 ,that thar peak an' your nose1 comin' together1 makes a mighty good snout an' all the balance looks shaggy4 ,folks can't hardly tell no dif'ence1 fust look40 ,westley tweaked his cap further forward4 8,ev'rybody aint short-ranged like you10 he responded4 8,thar's a chance o' 'em down out'n the mountains folks say but ,i aint seed none4 ,wish ,i could4 ',twould be somethin' to brag about to kill a bustin' big b'ar4 ,far'well1 honey1 take keer o' yo'se'f1 an' don't keep me loafin' out yonder 'till 'tother fellows git the fust shot off ,dan's vittles40 ,left alone1 the little woman worked busily1 trying to crowd into the short daylight hours as much as they would hold4 ,her soap making required more time than she had allowed for so that twilight had deepened to night-fall before she had everything arranged to her mind and herself and the child made ready for the expedition4 ,the snow clouds had disappeared1 leaving a thin1 keen atmosphere through which the starlight could penetrate4 ,this1 with the snow-shimmer1 made a pallid1 mysterious lustre1 exciting to the imagination1 but insufficient for guidance1 except in places where the way was open and familiar4 ,the path across the field was a foot under cover1 but a big sycamore grew near the trysting place by which it could be identified4 ,the accustomed aspect of the earth had vanished and in its place was illusion and mystery4 ,sue ,westley hurried forward1 hugging the cocoon which contained her baby close to her breast4 ,she crossed the field hap-hazard1 straining her near-sighted eyes for a glimpse of the sycamore1 which was her objective point4 ,ice-coated weeds uplifted themselves above the snow crust on every side1 and1 when her skirts brushed against them1 the ice broke and fell off with a faint metallic tinkle4 ,the crunching of the snow under foot made her nervous1 giving her the feeling of being followed1 and involuntarily she began to work herself into a panic of fear that ,tom would not meet her4 ,her relief was proportionately great when1 nearing the fence1 she dimly discerned something tall and bulky leaning against it4 ,she quickened her pace and became explanatory4 8,i'm awful sorry ,i ke'p you waitin'1 ,tom1 but ,i couldn't git through no quicker10 she said eagerly4 8,that thar soap done meaner 'en any truck ever biled4 ,look1 to me1 like jedgment day'd git here afore it thimbled4 ,that threw me late milkin' an' feedin'1 an' thar was baby to dress an' me too4 ,you're nigh frozen ,i reckon1 but we-all can walk rapid the balance o' the way4 ,here1 take the baby whilst ,i unhook my dress4 ,it's caught on a scrop o' bresh40 ,scarcely noticing1 she rested the child on the top-rail1 steadying it there with one hand1 while she bent down and freed her skirt4 ,the figure beside the fence made no answer1 but reached forward and drew the bundle from under her hand4 ,sue turned to the next panel1 which was unincumbered by brush1 and climbed it with the agility of a monkey4 ,tom had remembered1 and been before her at the tryst4 ,a warm glow of satisfaction was generated in her heart and sent her spirits up to mischief heat4 ,she sped forward1 with a laugh1 and then turned and began jumping backwards1 chattering like a black bird4 ,tom must carry the baby awhile1 she declared1 her arms were tired1 and besides she wanted to frolic4 ,then she swooped sideways and tried to grab up a handful of snow1 but the hard crust defied her4 ,no matter2 snow balling ,tom might be fun1 but there was the danger of hitting the baby4 ,she steadied herself and called out to him to hurry up and join her4 ,she wanted to hear about the hunt4 ,in the pause in her own volubility1 made for reply1 she suddenly became conscious of an absolute silence1 as of a vast void wherein nothing moved1 or breathed1 except herself4 ,she shivered1 and her spirits began to fall as rapidly as they had risen4 ,two explanations of this singular silence1 both equally obnoxious1 swept into her mind4 ,tom was trying to play a foolish practical joke2 or else he had been drinking too much and leaned on the fence drowsing and unable to move4 ,she started back at a keen run when the sound of a man's whistle cleft the stillness1 arresting her steps and causing her to face about uncertainly4 ,tom was crunching over the snow towards her1 swinging a lighted lantern and trilling like a mocking-bird4 ,whatever shame he may have felt for his tardiness was effectually routed by his wife's wild demand for her child1 and the sight of her excitement when he1 in his turn1 inquired 8what in thunder she meant80 ,she threw up her hands with a cry that cut through him4 8,you were thar60 she wailed4 8,thar by the fence1 just now1 waitin' for me4 ,i seed you4 ,an' you took the baby whilst ,i turned myse'f loose from the bresh4 ,whar is he8 ,if you've hid him in the snow he'll catch his death4 ,quit foolin'1 ,tom1 an' git him for me6 ,i'm skeered all to pieces anyhow1 an' can't stan' no such as that4 ,git him for me60 ,bewildered to the verge of idiocy1 ,tom protested his innocence4 ,he had not seen the child since he left home that morning1 and had no thought of joking4 ,he had only just gotten there4 ,luck had been good1 which made him late4 ,then he drew from her as connected an account of the occurrence as her excitement would allow1 and suggested that1 owing to the imperfect light and her own defective vision1 she might have mistaken a brush heap against the fence for a man and laid the baby in it4 ,they went back at once1 ,tom talking volubly to conceal unreasoning anxiety1 and ,sue frankly terrified and moaning just above her breath4 ,at the place where ,sue had crossed1 the snow-crust was shattered in a large circle2 they scarcely looked at it1 one swing of the lantern1 low to the ground1 being sufficient to identify the spot4 ,midway of the adjoining panel the crust was broken also1 but less heavily1 and ,tom went on his knees and examined the marks with the experienced eye of a hunter4 ,there were faint but plainly perceptible scratches on the snow1 as though claws had scraped downward as the crust sagged under weight4 ,tom examined the fence1 holding the lantern close and scanning the rails intently4 ,on several he found hairs1 caught under splinters1 and collected them until he had quite a number between his forefinger and thumb4 ,they were something over an inch long1 brown in color1 and very fine and glossy--the hairs of an animal4 ,he laid them together in his palm1 and held the light so that his wife could see and realize the significance of the discovery4 ,no sound escaped either2 they simply stared at each other1 the face of the father stiffening like stone1 while that of the mother blanched to the pallor of snow with the draining of blood from her heart4 ,the horrible truth seemed everywhere1 in the earth1 in the air1 and to shout itself through the spaces of the infinite4 ,mistaking it for her husband1 the woman had unwittingly given her baby to a bear4 ,the man was the first to recover himself4 ,his hunting experiences had trained him to be prompt in emergency and ready in resource at all times1 but now1 under this emotional stress1 his brain worked with astonishing quickness4 ,much time had already been wasted1 and every second was precious4 ,the bear might still be at hand1 in one of the adjacent hollows4 ,his lair was probably up among the heights1 but he might stop somewhere4 ,tom's mind shied away from thought of that which might cause delay1 and harnessed itself to action4 ,he must follow the trail on the instant1 going swiftly1 with crest lowered and light to the ground4 ,he was unarmed except for a hunting knife in his belt1 but1 in his then mood would not have hesitated to attack a grizzly with naked hands4 ,the first step of course was to rid himself of his wife4 ,she stood as one dazed1 her eyes fixed upon him1 but unseeingly4 ,she seemed to be taking no notice1 but he knew well enough that if he should move she would follow him4 ,what he wanted was to prevent her from seeing1 unprepared1 that which he might find3 to get her away to some sheltered place where there were other women4 ,knowing instinctively the value of domination to one in her condition he laid his hand on her shoulder and ordered her as if she were a child4 8,listen1 ,sue10 he said peremptorily2 8,i've got to have help1 an' have it damned quick4 ,you must run like a wild turkey over to ,rice's an' rouse up men an' dogs an' start 'em arter me4 ,they kin ketch up my trail from here4 ,i've got to shove on at once4 ,it's the boy's best chance40 ,hope and life sprang like a flame to ,sue's face4 8,air thar any chance80 she demanded4 8,yes1 if you'll help me10 ,tom answered1 feeling drearily confident that he was lying1 but keeping on all the same4 8,b'ars have been knowed to play with babies1 like cubs1 an' never hurt a ha'r o' 'em4 ,now1 travel like lightenin'60 ,sue pressed herself close to him and held his lips with a brief kiss4 8,if the child's dead ye must kill me10 she muttered1 and1 before he could answer1 fled away from him through the night4 ,how she got over to ,rice's ,sue ,westley could never describe4 ,in her mind was a confused jumble of forest and hillside which seemed to cut her off from everywhere1 and of a sinuous trail to which she held by instinct1 catching her garments on the bushes as she ran1 stumbling1 falling1 cutting her hands and bruising her body against broken ice and unexpected up-juttings of granite4 ,her sun-bonnet caught on a low-hanging bough and was jerked from her head1 but she sped on unheeding2 her abundant blond hair shook from its coil and lay along her back like a half-twisted rope4 ,at last she won free of the woods and tumbled1 rather than climbed1 over the rail fence surrounding ,rice's clearing1 and raced in among the revellers with her face white as chalk and her breath coming and going in gasps4 ,they could make nothing of her story1 at first1 until ,rice1 a man gifted with common sense1 got her into a chair and made her swallow half a tumbler of hot whiskey toddy4 ,as the liquor got in its work her nerves steadied and she was able to make them understand the situation and the necessity there was for haste4 ,comment and question circulated like lightning and excitement rose to fever heat4 ,bears1 hunger-driven from the heights1 were known to be rambling about1 so that the situation held grim possibilities4 ,it seemed probable that this very animal had had the ,westley pig-pen for his objective point and that he had just up-reared himself to climb the fence when the woman appeared and thrust her baby under his nose4 ,all thought of jollification vanished like mist and every able-bodied man in the crowd grabbed for his gun and whooped up the hounds4 ,tom1 meanwhile1 followed the dents in the snow-crust1 thankful for his own forethought in providing himself with a lantern4 ,the moon would be up after a little1 but in the urgent present the necessity for light was overwhelming4 ,the trail led him through a jungly hollow and across a long ridge into another hollow4 ,here some clearing for firewood had been made and the trees were scattered at long intervals1 with stumps and brush heaps between1 transformed by a mantling of snow into strange similitudes4 ,as he entered the place1 ,tom was conscious of a soft increase of light and glancing backward beheld a three-quarter moon disengaging herself from the tree-tops4 ,in a few moments she had won clear and was sailing upward into unobstructed space1 from whence she cast earthward rays which were refracted from millions of snow crystals4 ,tom held to the trail like a blood-hound1 but near the centre of the clearing he was brought up all standing by the most singular spectacle his eyes ever beheld4 ,not fifty yards ahead was the bear1 erect upon his hind legs and gyrating slowly in a circle as though keeping time to imaginary music4 ,as ,tom looked1 the beast bent downward and cautiously executed a somersault1 grunting with joy in his own performance4 ,then he moved backward in a straight line1 as though to give himself headway1 and suddenly bounced toward the pivotal point of the circle1 like a trap-ball1 landing close beside a small dark object plainly discernible upon the snow4 ,this he caught in his paws and rolled about softly1 playing with it as a cat plays with a kitten4 ,the wind1 so far1 had been in ,tom's favor1 but1 as the animal frolicked1 he veered about a bit and caught it full-tainted from the hunter's direction4 ,he threw up his head uneasily and drew the scent into his nostrils4 ,tom dashed forward at once1 conscious that the smallest delay would enable the bear to grab the baby and make off with it4 ,he whipped out his knife as he leapt and howled like a ,comanche1 hoping to strike terror to the ursine soul4 ,when he got to close quarters he dealt the beast a crashing blow over the muzzle with his lantern1 and1 in the momentary advantage so gained1 contrived1 with a strong shove of his foot to send the baby skating along the snow-crust to a considerable distance4 ,then the enraged animal rose on his hind legs and gripped him4 ,tom lunged with his knife1 but failed to strike a vital part and before he could draw out and strike a second time1 the bear had a good body grip and was squeezing4 ,fortunately for ,tom the bear was only medium sized1 while he1 himself1 was a big man and a fine wrestler4 ,the breath was being hugged out of him1 but his right arm was free so that he was able to match science against brute strength4 ,thrusting his forearm under his adversary's chin nearly to the elbow he made a lever of his own body and forced the head up and backward until1 to save his neck from dislocation1 the bear was compelled to loosen his grip and threw himself on his back1 with ,tom uppermost4 ,in the fall1 ,tom freed his other arm and got hold of the hilt of his knife1 which he began to saw about in the wound furiously4 ,how the battle would have ended1 had the combatants been left to themselves1 is an open question4 ,it was still undecided when the baying of hounds came over the ridge and ,dan ,rice's pack swept into the hollow in full cry and threw themselves1 en masse1 upon the quarry4 ,after them came the hunters1 traveling impetuously and in bunches4 ,they found ,tom sitting on the bear's carcass1 with a small bundle hugged to his breast and all the dogs squatting on their haunches about him in a sympathetic semi-circle4 ,they bore home the bear and the baby in triumph and ,sue ,westley had to stand some rough joking anent her mistake1 which she minded no more than the whistling of the wind4 ,why should she8 ,was not the baby alive and crowing in her arms1 and ,tom the hero of the hour because of his prowess8 ,the fiddlers tuned up their instruments and the women set about restoring to toothsomeness the belated supper1 so that1 despite the interruption1 the frolic came off hilariously and fulfilled ,dan's ambition by making a record4 ,two things alone blunted the edge of ,tom's satisfaction4 ,one was that a small iron ring was discovered in the bear's muzzle1 showing that at one portion of his career it must have been accustomed to human dominance4 ,this probably accounted for its gentleness and antics with the baby1 but it also took the bloom off of boasting4 ,the other trouble was the publicity given the affair by the county newspaper1 which published the story in detail4 ,this last1 ,tom regarded narrow-mindedly1 and denounced as an outrage4 8,its dog-goned impidence an' meddlesomeness10 he fumed4 8,an' if 'twarn't for makin' bad wuss1 by givin' him another tale to yelp over1 ,i'd b'ar-bait that thar outdacious varmint in his own hollow4 ,what sort o' trick is it to play on a fellow1 to set all the state o' ,virginny grinning like a 'possum at him bekase his own wife didn't have enough gumption to know him from a b'ar80 ,at which protest his neighbors howled with derision and unfeelingly reminded him that when certain adventures of theirs had been made public through the same medium he1 ,tom1 had considered the matter vastly amusing4 ,illustration ,illustration3 ,drawn by ,clinton ,peters4 ,,to ---- ,thus ,i had dreamed in loving thee3 ,that beauty had not fitter place4 ,nor any higher destiny1 ,than in the oval of thy face4 ,that faith thy eager hand had sought ,and led thy steps in open ways-- ,the love-light in thine eyes ,i thought ,a light as honest as the day's4 ,and in my dream no other lip ,had pressed thy forehead save mine own1 ,and thou hadst held in fellowship ,no other heart1 but mine alone4 ,how vain a dream in waking lost6 ,that leaves the dreamer in despair ,to reckon up the bitter cost ,and face the future if he dare6 ,thy love is but a love of things3 ,a bit of lace1 a clasp of gold1 ,a silken purse with liberal strings-- ,thy heart is cast in shallow mold6 ,when hast thou thought to look within ,and teach thine errant heart the way1 ,with conscience shriven of its sin1 ,thine angel's feet might tread some day8 ,hadst thou to love no faith to give8 ,and knew'st thou not love's wondrous gift-- ,the things for which 'twere best to live ,to win1 to weigh1 to sort and sift8 ,whatever act of thine did raise ,a love-thought thou allow'd'st to die ,will wither in thine own dispraise ,with every word that held a lie6 ,if ever ,i have caused thee pain1 ,my love has seen where danger stirr'd-- ,but thou hast deem'd my care in vain ,tho' warning struggled in my word4 ,my hand was holy in thy hand1 ,my love1 as far as love may be1 ,was guiltless at my soul's command-- ,god keep thy woman's purity6 ,did ,i in aught so fail thee1 dear4 ,that thou hast turned thy love aside8 ,if thou would'st swell it with a tear ,i'd bend my life to bridge the tide4 ,but this is weakness--born of pain6 ,how soon the heart forgets its wrong ,and pleads for life and love again ,with love as patient and as strong6 ,no longer will ,i humbly sue1 ,or ask thy languid love to bless-- ,the years shall yield the good and true ,unknown in thy unworthiness4 --,henry ,clayton ,hopkins4 ,illustration ,,the ,,man ,,he ,,knew ,illustration ,until he becomes an artistic star of the first magnitude 7when he is apt to be as rich and as arrogant as the fabled ,indian ,rajah17 the world is often exceedingly ungenerous to the struggling young painter1 however talented he may be4 ,even ,paris--usually so kind to budding genius--is sometimes guilty of this offense4 ,the following little narrative will prove the truth of my statement4 ,little ,barlow was very poor indeed and1 what was much more serious1 had stretched his limited credit just as far as it would go4 ,he didn't like to do this at all1 but there was no help for it and it grieved him sorely4 ,therefore he became daily more despairing and sick at heart as one by one his most promising schemes for money making came to naught and the trades-people presented their bills with a machine-like promptness and inevitability4 ,he possessed only one living relative in ,america1 a millionaire uncle--who was addicted to the pernicious habit of endowing memorial hospitals and colleges in total oblivion of his duty towards his only nephew4 ,little ,barlow had timidly approached this uncle for help the year before--when he was suffering almost as badly from a similarly acute period of ill-chance--and had received three hundred dollars by cable in return1 but1 when the ,american mail arrived a week afterward1 it brought with it such an unnecessarily brutal letter that he heartily regretted that by paying his creditors nearly all the money he had rendered himself powerless to send it flying back across the ocean1 accompanied by the very choicest anathemas in his vocabulary4 ,the most exasperating feature of the letter was the offensive position his uncle took in regard to his chosen work4 ,he advised him to give it up 8as he did not seem to be a great success at it40 ,success meaning to him--as it does to so many other business men--solely and uniquely the possession of the special faculty for making money4 ,illustration 8,yet10 said ,little ,barlow to his patient little wife1 8,i don't think ,i have been a total failure1 and won't admit yet awhile that--even from his point of view--,i am not a success40 8,no dearest10 she joined in indignantly1 8we won't admit that at all20 and then she added proudly1 8we will show him some day that you will be rich as well as famous1 and will prove to him that he might have acquired far more lasting honor1 at very much less expense1 by giving you a few well-paid orders now--and so helping you over some rough places in your career--than he can ever gain with all his vain-glorious memorials put together40 ,little ,barlow kissed his thanks on the lips of his loyal little wife and resumed3 8,i imagine sometimes that the old gentleman means well but doesn't understand our case4 ,he went into business as a boy1 made all his money himself1 and considers struggling was good for him and formed his character1 so ,i suppose he honestly thinks that that is the very best training for an artist also4 ,he doesn't comprehend that we depend for our actual livelihood on the caprice of the public 7and are often undeservedly worried thereby7 or that we cannot paint directly for money1 or that if we do so our work is tolerably certain not to sell4 ,you can add up a column of figures1 or measure calico1 or weigh out sugar1 or sweep a room1 or do a lot of other useful things with the idea of remuneration for your pains in view1 but you cannot write a great poem1 or compose a great piece of music1 or paint a great picture--which must be poetic and musical as well--with an eye solely bent on the acquisition of the almighty dollar4 ,i never in all my life painted but one of those horrid affairs that we so suggestively call #8pot boilers' and that--heaven help me6--has been knocking around my studio as a lesson ever since4 ,there seems to be something in it that proclaims it a monster to the least intelligent1 something mean about it which says money was the sole object of its being born at all4 8,on the contrary1 if you paint a subject because you find it beautiful1 or interesting1 or because you love to do it1 it is astonishing indeed if you do not find somebody else who would #8love' to have it and be glad to pay what he can afford for its possession40 ,little ,barlow had followed this theory consistently and had very little left in his studio to sell4 ,he had found that a great many people 8loved0 his pictures2 the only trouble was that the ones who 8loved0 and wanted them the most had very little to give in exchange for them2 and that after the expenses for frames1 canvases1 paints1 rents1 taxes1 models and commissions had been deducted1 there was scarcely anything remaining for the sweet young wife1 the two wee children1 and little ,barlow himself4 ,still he hoped for better things in the future and worked on1 as he had always done1 with a great joy in his heart4 ,little ,barlow had had a hard life of it and had practically 8made0 himself1 but in spite of all the sordid shocks his artistic nature had received in that process it still remained intact and valiant4 ,he had also had his share of successes as well1 although they did not exactly come within his uncle's definition of the word4 ,he had had two drawings and a prize painting hung on the walls of ,julian's1 the title of 8,premier0 in the admission examination at the ,ecole des ,beaux ,arts and an ,honorable ,mention and a ,third ,class ,medal at the old ,salon4 ,when he received his 8,mention0 he was so proud and confident of his powers that he rashly rushed off and proposed to a charming little girl art-student just as poor and as ingenious as himself4 ,illustration ,it was during his honey-moon--when he was blissfully happy--that he produced his medal picture1 and then there came a halt in his affairs for lack of money1 and the bills and the babies rolled in on him till they had threatened to drown him altogether1 and in sheer desperation he composed his little plaint to his uncle which brought him the saving three hundred dollars and1 a week later1 the awful letter that made him red with shame for months afterward4 ,illustration ,in spite of all his resolves and struggles fate had been adverse to him once more4 ,he was in great difficulties1 and the necessity of facing an immediate danger was again upon him4 ,it was of course useless and entirely out of the question to write a second letter to the uncle1 whom he felt in his anger would willingly see them all slowly die of starvation rather than help them further1 provided1 of course1 they could do so decently and quietly and not make any unpleasant scandal about it4 8,i shall not write to him again1 whatever happens10 he said1 clinching his fists2 and then he added1 with an altogether ugly look on his usually placid face1 8if the worst comes to the worst and we have to shoot ourselves1 or otherwise go under1 it will make a great deal of unfavorable talk at home and that10 he continued1 smiling grimly1 8is something he won't like at all40 ,little ,barlow had not been indulging in any such gloomy reflections the month before2 on the contrary he had not been so hopeful and light hearted for a long time4 ,he had paid his rent and a big color bill 7which threatened to become malignant7 with the compensation he had received for a remarkably living portrait of a rich and titled ,englishman4 8,if ,i receive two more orders of the kind ,i will be on solid rock10 he triumphantly asserted to his beaming little wife1 8and there now seems every prospect that ,i'll get them4 ,lord ,richemont was very much pleased with my work--as was his friend ,sir ,garnet ,walton--and they have practically promised me at least one more order apiece4 ,i will probably have to go to ,london soon to paint ,lady ,richemont1 and who knows what will come out of the connections ,i may make there40 ,poor little ,barlow's day dreams were short lived1 for toward the end of the following week--when he was just upon the point of starting--he received a letter from his patron telling him that ,lady ,richemont found his portrait wonderfully good and true and liked it immensely1 but that she would be unable to pose for him for some time on account of a serious and sudden illness which had pulled her down in strength and temporarily altered her face4 ,then the bread bill dropped in1 and little ,barlow1 wearing an exceedingly serious and abstracted air1 settled it with the money he had reserved for his ticket to ,england1 and the next day 7out of an almost cloudless sky7 fell an unkind and unexpected thunderbolt1 in the shape of a legal summons from his frame-maker to pay one hundred and forty seven francs still due4 ,now this was needlessly cruel on the frame-maker's part1 for little ,barlow had ordered from him--or recommended his friends to order--nearly six thousand francs worth of work in the past five years4 ,but the frame-maker suddenly 8saw red10 as they say in ,france1 and was in financial troubles in his turn1 and decided to fall on poor little ,barlow's back with the entire and somewhat massive machinery of the ,french law4 ,illustration 8,this document10 said little ,barlow1 gazing with mingled awe and curiosity at the officially stamped paper1 8calls for our immediate attention4 ,we are coming dangerously near to the point of being seized and sold out1 and1 if that were ever to take place1 it would mean a complete and definite end to us40 ,while he was reflecting what it was best for him to do under the circumstances1 the postman once again passed by and handed in another letter from ,london which when he had torn it open and read it1 eased his mind mightily4 ,it informed him that if he would accept #bj instead of the catalogue price of #cj for a last year ,salon picture--then exposed at the ,crystal ,palace--he could dispose of it immediately4 ,he was so delighted at this unexpected good fortune that he caught his little wife by the waist--although she held a baby in each arm at the time and was in danger of dropping and injuring them seriously--and waltzed her round and round the studio4 ,then he told her all about the good news1 and sat down and wrote a reply agreeing to let his picture go somewhat reluctantly 7for the looks of the thing7 provided he was paid at once2 after which he sallied out and walked way over across town and deposited it himself in the main post office of the rue du ,louvre so that there would be a little less chance of its going astray than by simply dropping it in a branch office letter-box in the next street4 ,then he went home and patiently waited for the response4 ,a whole week passed and it did not come and he was at length forced by the actual necessities of life to borrow twenty francs from a friend named ,bolton4 ,toward the middle of the second week he got another ten from an acquaintance named ,sidney1 but still the anxiously looked for communication did not put in its appearance4 ,matters were assuming a decidedly ominous aspect now--the frame-maker's suit having been decided against him by default--so he wrote a rather peevish letter to the ,secretary of the ,exhibition which1 after some further delay1 elicited a reply4 ,in it he was told that the gentleman who had wanted his picture had gone away for a short cruise on his yacht and had neglected as yet to make known his ultimate intentions in regard to it4 ,illustration ,this note rendered little ,barlow well-nigh desperate4 ,what was he to do8 ,he remembered a kind friend1 a ,dr4 ,galt1 who had offered to loan him a little money once before 7and whom he knew had a warm heart for all the world71 so he went over to his office on the rue ,st4 ,honore to ask him if he could help him in his emergency1 but ,fortune was once again against him and he learned with a sinking heart that the doctor had gone to ,edinburg to attend a medical congress then being held there and would not be back for at least two weeks4 ,then he returned to his studio1 much discouraged and cast down1 and told his brave but sad little wife about this last and crowning disappointment4 8,it's no use10 said little ,barlow despairingly1 8every thing is against us and we are now certain of being sold out4 ,the danger is immediate and our furniture may be seized at any moment4 ,if ,i had only a little more time ,i think ,i should be able to get the money somewhere1 but the hundred and forty-seven francs--and the twenty-five extra ones for costs--might just as well be so many thousands1 for ,i'm as powerless to raise them as though they were4 ,all the fellows who are likely to have any money to spare are out of town and ,i've borrowed all ,i can from ,bolton and ,sidney40 ,his wife knit her brow and reflected a moment2 then she said slowly but bravely1 8,i think ,i have found a way of paying the bill4 ,it's an unpleasant way1 but it's the only one of which ,i know4 ,we have pawned practically all our silver and jewelry but this1 and it's right that it should go now20 saying which1 she resolutely drew off her engagement ring--daintily set with small diamonds and pearls--and held it out toward her husband4 8,i hoped1 dear1 when you put it on my finger to have always kept it there1 but it's best under the present circumstances that it should leave it40 ,little ,barlow refused to take it1 with tears in his eyes at the sacrilege1 but she smiled at him cheerily and continued gently4 8,it is off now and the damage is done1 so don't be gloomy1 sweetheart1 but take it like a good boy4 ,we won't have to leave it at the ,mont de ,piete permanently1 for you are sure of getting some more money one of these days1 and then we can redeem it1 and ,i will have another association with it and will value it all the more on that account40 ,so little ,barlow was at length prevailed upon to go with it to the ,succursale of the rue de ,rennes1 and borrowed the utmost which that establishment would lend on it1 which was only sixty francs4 8,this partially solves the difficulty10 he said gloomily1 on his return1 8but if we cannot raise a hundred and twelve francs more for the rest of the bill and costs1 we might just as well have nothing at all1 for the real good it will do us40 8,there is that ,mrs4 ,harvey at the ,hotel ,continental10 suggested his wife furtively2 8she wrote to you last spring and asked you the price of the little ,salon picture which you had already sold4 ,you called on her at the time and she seemed affable and well-meaning1 so why don't you try her now80 8,i don't know that she's in town1 even10 little ,barlow replied1 8but if she is1 ,i've nothing left to sell her1 and ,i don't know how to beg4 ,if it were for anyone else1 say ,bolton or ,sidney for instance1 ,i might try to do it1 but for myself1 or you1 or the little ones--who after all are part of me--,i really couldn't4 ,i'm afraid ,i've too much pride left even yet60 8,well10 said his wife1 8if that is the only objection1 ,i can suggest an ingenious course of action for you4 ,an idea1 which is nothing short of brilliant1 has just occurred to me4 ,why don't you ask her for the money as though it were for some one else8 ,you can give her that impression easily without telling an untruth4 ,you can say that you know a man--which you do1 don't you1 you big goose80--she rattled on1 laughing heartily--8that you know a man who is in great trouble--which is again true1 isn't it8 ,you can expatiate on the sad particulars of his case just as much as ever you please1 in fact the more you do so the better4 ,if this will save your pride and enable you to ask her for the money1 ,i don't think1 all things considered1 the deceit is an unpardonable one4 ,we were given our wits by a kind ,providence1 and there's no law that ,i know of--either in ,heaven or ,earth--against our using them on desperate occasions like this40 ,little ,barlow1 in spite of his sorry plight1 joined his wife in a burst of laughter on the conclusion of her monologue and rolled over and over on the sofa in convulsions of irrepressible merriment4 8,yes10 continued his wife1 laughing so that she could hardly speak1 8let's save our pride and try to get out of our difficulty at the same time4 ,mrs4 ,harvey thinks we are fairly well off1 as we dress well1 have rather a swell looking studio and apartment1 and appear tolerably prosperous to the outside world1 so she will never suspect she is assisting you1 whom1 ,i am sure1 however1 she would much rather help than a perfect stranger4 ,however1 to be doubly secure1 we will start a subscription book for the unhappy mortal1 whose name you must not disclose out of consideration for his sensitiveness1 and ,i will put my name down at the very top of the list for sixty francs4 ,you must also make ,bolton and ,sidney each write down their names and the amounts they have loaned you as if they were contributions40 8,you're a genius10 said little ,barlow admiringly1 giving vent to a fresh burst of laughter1 8and ,i'll take your advice4 ,it's too bad we're obliged to impose on the old lady's credulity1 but it won't hurt her seriously1 and it will save us all from certain ruin2 besides1 we can pay her back later when something lucky turns up40 ,accordingly1 the next evening1 little ,barlow decked himself out very carefully in his best suit1 pinned a gardenia in the lapel of his coat1 and1 looking exceedingly prosperous and handsome1 called on ,mrs4 ,harvey at the hotel ,continental4 ,he was fortunate enough to find her at home1 and alone4 ,he chatted with her pleasantly on all sorts of subjects1 and finally leading the conversation 'round with considerable tact to the heart breaking case of ,,the ,,man ,,he ,,knew1 surprised himself at the success of his hypocrisy4 ,he told the old lady the most navrante details of his situation1 and so worked on her sympathies with the probabilities of the wife and babies becoming homeless1 that she positively shed tears1 and felt in her pocket for her purse2 and when--judging the moment to be opportune--he showed her the subscription book1 she tremulously wrote her name down for one hundred francs and paid him the money then and there4 ,he felt rather mean and uncomfortable in taking it1 but it meant life and hope to him again1 so he thanked her fervently for the ,,man ,,he ,,knew and1 promising to give her news of him in the near future1 somewhat abruptly took his departure4 ,his little wife was overjoyed at the success of her scheme2 but they still lacked twelve francs4 ,this sum they finally raised by pawning a silver belt-buckle1 two broken scarf pins1 and their four remaining coffee spoons1 and little ,barlow was able to pay the horrid frame-maker in full and tell him what he thought of him in perfect safety4 ,a fortnight later he received a check for #bj from the gentleman who had been off on the boating expedition1 and about the same time he got word from ,sir ,garnet ,walton that he could paint his portrait whenever he chose4 ,so he returned ,mrs4 ,harvey's contribution1 with the heartfelt gratitude of the ,,man ,,he ,,knew1 and crossed the channel to a period of great triumph and prosperity4 ,he not only painted the portrait of ,sir ,garnet ,walton1 but that of his mother1 and his wife1 and his little daughter1 and several of his friends4 ,he is out of the gloomy woods of poverty at last1 and his feet are firmly planted on the high road which leads to fame and fortune4 ,furthermore he has learned to smile at his past misery and even to forgive his short-sighted but benevolently inclined uncle for not alleviating it4 8,i suppose1 considering the trying situation1 it was not inexcusably wicked to impose1 as ,i did1 on old ,mrs4 ,harvey's kindness10 he remarked one day to his wife2 8but all the same it was steering rather too close to a confidence game to suit my conscience altogether4 ,i didn't like the business at all1 but there are unfortunately many things in life which border on untruthfulness of action but which one is compelled to do nevertheless4 ,this happened to be one of them40 --,john ,p4 ,rogers4 ,illustration ,illustration3 ,a ,,question4 ,,by ,,danske ,,dandridge4 ,my ,psyche1 straying in a glimmering night1 ,a flitting moth1 o'er drenched and drowsy bloom4 ,sees the faint radiance from thy spirit's room ,and to that distant hope directs her flight4 ,thus1 in forlornest need and longing-plight1 ,the lost bee flies to die in golden broom2 ,thus hies the insect to the spider's loom1 ,that dew-decked peril1 flashing in the light4 ,what wilt thou do8 ,thy splendor softly shade ,that flies may quiver round it unafraid8 ,or burn and dazzle1 till the wings that soar1 ,shrivelled and scorched1 are useless evermore8 ,or wilt thou draw the screen and close the bars1 ,that the poor baffled moth may seek the stars4 ,illustration3 ,,love ,,is ,,blind 8,who knocks at the portal--so late80 whispered the little ,greek maid4 8,that may depend10 replied a clear voice outside1 8some say ,i am a friend1 some a foe40 ,the heart of the little ,greek maid beat fast in her bosom4 ,for three nights she had heard this voice and for three nights a beautiful youth1 with silvery wings and his face concealed by a silver gauze1 had appeared to her in a dream4 8,no1 no1 ,i have been forbidden to open the portal10 said the little ,greek maid4 8,it is very cold and dark out here10 sighed the voice wistfully1 8open the portal but half way40 8,only half way10 she replied1 curiosity impelling her4 ,in this manner the beautiful youth1 with silvery wings and his face concealed by a silver gauze1 affected an entrance4 8,oh1 take the silver gauze from off thy face60 prayed the little ,greek maid4 8,on a single condition10 answered the youth1 8and that is1 that ,i may cover thy face with it4 ,in love1 one1 or the other1 must always wear a silver veil across the eyes40 ,so she suffered him to bind the fillet about her forehead1 but still she could not see him4 8,oh1 take the silver gauze from off my face60 prayed the little ,greek maid4 8,in that case1 ,i will be compelled to leave thee and never come again10 he answered sadly4 ,but still she plead with him1 whereupon he removed the silver gauze from off her eyes and for the space of a second she gazed upon his countenance1 which shone resplendent1 like the sun in his strength4 ,and she fell at his feet as one dead4 ,but when again she ventured to raise her face1 he was gone6 --,william ,theodore ,peters4 ,illustration3 ,,some ,,picturesque ,,bits ,,of ,,baltimore4 ,,by ,g4 ,alden ,peirson ,illustration3 ,a glimpse of ,mount ,vernon ,place1 including the ,washington ,monument and the ,methodist ,church4 ,this site was covered by a dense forest at the time the erection of the ,monument was begun1 in #ahae4 ,illustration3 ,jones' ,falls1 named in honor of one ,david ,jones1 who is said to have been the first actual settler on the tract of land on which ,baltimore is built4 ,he lived in #affa on ,front ,street1 at that time known as ,jones' ,street4 ,illustration3 ,looking from under a ,bridge at the ,mouth of the ,falls4 ,illustration3 ,in ,tyson ,alley4 ,illustration3 ,a ,bit of the ,falls near ,monument ,street4 ,illustration3 ,a mile farther down the stream1 showing the ,front ,street ,theatre1 which was built in #ahch1 and formerly known as the 8,new ,theatre and ,circus40 ,the ,booths1 ,charlotte ,cushman1 ,jenny ,lind1 and many other celebrities1 appeared in this famous old play-house4 ,at the present time its walls are in a state of decay1 and it is no longer used4 ,illustration3 ,marsh or ,centre ,market1 and the rear of the ,maryland ,institute4 ,illustration3 ,at ,locust ,point1 below ,federal ,hill4 ,illustration3 ,in ,little ,pleasant ,street1 near ,charles ,street4 ,illustration3 ,in a ,shadowy ,side ,street4 ,illustration3 ,in the vicinity of ,richmond ,market and ,grundy ,row4 ,illustration3 ,the ,old ,edward ,patterson ,house on ,winchester ,street4 ,illustration3 ,in a ,ship-,yard at ,locust ,point4 ,illustration3 ,the ,ship-,yard's ,ancient ,boiler ,shop4 ,illustration3 ,,in ,,the ,,harbor ,,at ,,night ,,painted ,,by ,,irving ,,ward ,illustration ,illustration3 ,,the ,,four ,,fears ,,of ,,our ,,general ,souvenirs of ,childhood ,the following conversation took place one evening upon one of those points of ,algeria where we ,frenchmen have had to fight so desperately and so often4 ,we had encamped1 or rather we had bivouacked1 in a charming little valley at the foot of a mountain1 which1 picturesque as it was1 suggested only evil things4 ,our young ,general had gathered us together near his tent4 ,he had been giving us1 with his habitual clearness1 instructions for the battle which was soon to begin1 and which might require the greatest effort both on the part of our men and of ourselves4 ,it was planned that we should start out quietly before daylight1 noiselessly scale the mountain1 and force the enemy1 at the point of the bayonet if possible1 with powder and shot if necessary1 to cede to us the annoying position which they occupied4 ,everything being arranged1 and no one having a desire to sleep1 we naturally began to chat4 ,the conversation turned to reminiscences2 not to recent memories1 but recollections of childhood4 ,this will not astonish those who know what passes in the head of a soldier on the eve of a battle4 ,the words duty1 conscience1 fear and courage were frequently uttered4 ,stories and anecdotes had been told illustrating the varied and often contradictory ideas which these words evoked1 and we had begun to talk about our personal experiences4 ,the ,general1 who had listened until then1 contenting himself by letting drop an occasional opportune word1 being urged to tell us something in his turn1 began as follows3 8,it is not enough1 at the critical hour of one's existence10 he said1 8to be firmly resolved to do one's entire duty1 it is necessary above all to know where and what it is4 ,if it is one of those doubtful cases1 embarrassing the intelligence of the full-grown man1 how much more difficult must it be for the unformed mind of a child4 ,that which agitates the spirit of a little one1 at certain trying moments1 is a subject worthy the attention of older people1 and it is my opinion that one of the surest means of knowing the man is to study him in the child4 ,the child contains all the essential elements of the man4 ,though he is bounded by an infantile horizon his soul is none the less a human one4 ,two things1 although of very different nature1 and although they date back to the earliest years of my existence1 have left me the remembrance of greater perplexities than those which have assailed my spirit at any other epoch of my life4 ,never has my soldier's conscience been submitted to more cruel tests than those to which ,i was twice subjected as a little boy4 8,smoke some of my cigars1 make yourselves some grog1 and ,i will tell you one of these episodes of my childhood4 ,after which we must try to get some sleep40 99 99 99 99 99 8,i was a very little fellow1 only six years old2 it was not more than two years since ,i had begun to wear trousers4 ,my father1 who was captain of a ship at that time1 being almost always on the sea1 ,i had been brought up by two women1 my mother and my aunt--,aunt ,marie6 ,i loved them equally4 ,i had1 in fact1 two mothers4 ,although they were sensible people1 they both spoiled me40 #8,one can only spoil that which is bad1' said ,aunt ,marie4 #8,and ,jacques is good1' added my mother4 8,it appears that at five years of age ,i was angelic4 ,you see ,i have changed10 said the general1 interrupting his tale an instant1 and addressing himself to one of us who had smiled a little4 8,what do you expect1 my dear ,robert1 life does not leave intact all those whom it touches40 8,say rather1 ,general10 replied the young officer who had been addressed--a good fellow1 although a little audacious at times--8if you have changed1 we know well that it is almost always to our advantage40 ,the ,general shook his head and continued3 8,if ,i had never left my two mothers1 it is very probable that ,i should have been as gentle as a girl4 ,however this may be1 and whether ,i was good or bad1 between these two charming women1 ,i was the happiest little being in creation1 and curiously enough1 ,i fully realized my happiness4 ,my aunt1 who played more of a part than my mother in this story which ,i am telling you1 was a tall and remarkably beautiful person4 ,my mother alone equalled her in beauty1 and that for a very simple reason--they were twins1 and resembled one another closely4 ,happily1 their costumes differed completely1 and prevented me from making a mistake2 my mother belonged to the world1 and ,aunt ,marie did not4 ,aunt ,marie was the ,superior of the ,sisters of ,charity of a large military hospital in the town of ---- where ,i was born4 ,we lived in this town during the long absences of my father4 ,mamma and her sister1 whom ,i often called 8,aunt ,sister ,marie10 divided between them my entire affection4 ,it was indeed a great joy when my mother took me to see ,aunt ,marie4 ,although this pleasure was to be found only between the cold walls of a hospital1 it was always greatly desired1 and awaited with the very greatest impatience on my part4 8,to run in the vast1 long court where the convalescents were accustomed to walk1 or to sit in the sunshine1 to wander around that immense garden1 which was my ,place du ,carrousel and my ,champs de ,mars1 to be caught in passing1 to be stopped in my wild flight1 either by one of the convalescent soldiers who were amused by my antics1 or by one of the sisters of ,aunt ,marie1 or above all by ,aunt ,marie herself1 who1 when seeing me too heated1 left her room1 which served her also as a pharmacy1 to come and quiet me and kiss me2 to gallop over the sandy grounds of this court1 riding horse-back on a cane1 or on the crutch of an aged1 infirm sister1 who usually sat knitting on one of the benches--all this was for me the joy of joys4 8,the day of which ,i speak1 a beautiful summer day1 ,i had obtained permission to play in my dear court for a whole hour4 ,my mother had to make a visit in the town1 which would have been tiresome for me4 ,she had left me in charge of her sister and ,aunt ,marie1 from her open window1 was not to lose sight of me for a moment4 ,the aged ,sister ,rose was asked to watch me as well1 and then ,i had her crutch1 without which she was unable to walk4 ,you see ,i was well guarded4 8,aunt ,marie1 having mounted to her private room1 saw from her window that a door of the large building at the extremity of the court1 a double door1 and one which ,i had always seen shut1 was open4 ,she hailed one of the nurses and asked him to shut it2 but from his answer she probably judged that it was not possible1 for it stayed open1 and ,aunt ,marie having called me to her1 said3 #8,you see that large open door1 at the end of the court1 little ,jacques8' #8,yes1 ,aunt ,marie4' #8,very well6 ,it is the door of a large room1 very dark and very cold1 where even big people are not permitted to enter4 ,it is written over the door that entrance is forbidden to the public6 ,promise me1 dear1 not to go there4' 8,i gave the promise with the intention of keeping it1 but ,i had not rendered due count of the fascinations of ,sister ,rose's crutch4 ,having jumped about a great deal1 having pranced round and round the timid ,sister ,rose1 having thoughtlessly knocked against1 and annoyed in a thousand ways the soldiers who were playing at drogue1 7a game which always makes me laugh1 as pieces of wood are placed on the noses of the losers47 ,i was1 as you may imagine1 very much excited2 my horse ended by running away with me1 and1 instead of stopping on the threshold of the forbidden door1 which more than once ,i had had the imprudence to approach too closely1 he carried me irresistibly to the extremity of the dark room1 which ,i ought not to have entered4 ,i was going so rapidly that before ,i had time to think ,i arrived with a shock against the wall at the farther end4 ,i knocked myself so severely that ,i raised a big bump upon my forehead1 which brought me effectually to my senses4 ,my steed1 ,sister ,rose's crutch1 fatigued by the violence of our course1 fell1 out of breath1 but not without noise1 at my feet4 ,the silence of the room sent back from its four corners the echo of the fall4 ,startled by this strange sound1 ,i turned around quickly4 ,i was already impressed by the sense of my disobedience4 ,i had done wrong to come there4 8,the sudden change from the light to the obscurity which surrounded me1 the cold chill of that room1 following quickly the warm atmosphere of the court which ,i had left all in sunshine1 added to my uneasiness1 and the rest did not reassure me4 ,a lugubrious row of large white beds1 all alike1 enclosed by curtains of a most severe aspect1 which ,i had not seen in the rapidity of my entrance1 occupied the whole length of the room at my left4 ,not a breath came from behind these curtains2 the beds then were empty4 ,i did not like to be alone among these shadows4 ,the blinds being shut1 the daylight ended a few steps from the door by which ,i had come into this redoubtable place1 and did not penetrate to my corner4 ,for an instant ,i dared not stir1 and yet ,i well knew that ,i must leave this spot1 forbidden to grown persons1 just as quickly as ,i could4 ,intimidated by my surroundings1 and above all by the obscurity and the silence1 which are not the friends of children1 even the sound of my breathing frightened me2 ,i heard1 not without fear1 the rapid beatings of my heart4 ,forgetting at once both ,sister ,rose and my horse1 ,i resolved to reach the door1 and ,i walked instinctively on the tips of my toes so as to make as little disturbance as possible4 ,when ,i had taken about twenty steps1 hesitating from time to time to regain my courage1 seeing that after all ,i approached the light1 my presence of mind gradually came back to me and ,i cast about one of those questioning regards of a child who wishes1 while he has the opportunity1 to profit by the occasion and explore the region into which he has unwittingly ventured4 ,i found myself particularly attracted toward a large black bench which was placed along the wall to the left of the entrance1 and which occupied more space than a bed4 8,why was this bench1 larger and a little lower than the benches in the court1 two-thirds covered by a white sheet8 ,was anything hidden under this sheet8 ,it certainly appeared so to me4 ,while asking myself these questions1 ,i had already arrived three-quarters of the way2 a little more daylight reached me thereby4 ,light is a blessing at any age1 but for a child it is sometimes a remedy for all ills4 ,less anxious as to what might happen to me in the room itself1 ,i began to be more uneasy in regard to what would pass when ,i had left it4 ,what would ,aunt ,marie think of my disobedience8 ,truly ,i was in no great hurry to regain the court1 and ,i said to myself that being there1 it would not cost me any more to learn why a white sheet covered that big bench4 ,in a few steps ,i drew still nearer to it4 ,the top of the bench was uneven4 ,without doubt something was hidden there2 but what8 ,my curiosity carried me on1 and without having the least idea of what ,i was going to discover1 with a bold movement ,i lifted one entire end of the sheet4 8,that which there appeared to my astonished eyes ,i shall never forget4 ,i see it even yet1 as ,i speak to you1 as plainly as when ,i was six years old in the room of the hospital of ----4 ,yes1 ,i see it and ,i shall see it all my life4 8,i saw death6 a dead person6 for the first time4 8,since then ,i have seen many dead people1 more than ,i can count2 this one has rested in my memory more clearly than them all4 8,that which ,i had uncovered was the head1 white hair1 nude shoulders and chest of a man already old1 whose immobility and extraordinary pallor seemed inexpressibly terrible to me4 ,i felt that ,i stood before a great event4 ,nothing can give an idea of the stupor which enveloped me4 ,a hundred confusing questions surged in my brain4 ,has a man from his earliest years an intuition as to what will be the end of his life on earth8 ,i firmly believe so4 ,in any case ,i was not deceived for a single moment by the thought that ,i beheld a sleeping man4 ,i understood that it was not a simple sleep4 ,one is never so absent1 so calm1 when one only sleeps4 ,but then what was it that ,i saw8 ,what was he doing on the bench--that impassible being8 8#8,suppose ,i should call ,aunt ,marie8' ,i said to myself2 #8,aunt ,marie1 who knows everything1 and can do everything8 ,suppose1 however1 7but the simple thought seemed formidable to me7 ,i should touch him first6' ,and1 in contradiction to the idea which ,i had that his sleep was not of that kind which could be disturbed4 ,i said to myself again3 #8,perhaps he will get up4 ,perhaps he does not know that he is there4' 8,i dared to place my hand on his shoulder4 ,i drew it away quickly4 ,that sort of cold was frightful4 8,a dreadful thought flashed through my brain4 ,the very truth of truths penetrated my inmost being4 ,people must become like this when they are no longer alive4 ,but then---- ,i had touched a dead man6 ,i had thereby shown a disrespect toward him4 ,i had troubled that which ought never to be troubled6 8,my heart ceased to beat40 99 99 99 99 99 8,i imagined that ,i had done something irreparable4 ,i tried to find a name for my action1 which ,i judged abominable4 ,the idea of sacrilege1 one of those dreaded words of which a child does not comprehend the meaning1 came into my mind1 and ,i said to myself3 #8,that is it1 ,i have committed a sacrilege6' 8,terror took possession of me1 and in my fright1 instead of escaping through the door which was now quite near me1 ,i took refuge1 trembling1 in the shadowy end of the room which had lately given me so much trouble to leave4 ,perhaps ,i hoped to escape more surely in the darkness from that vision1 from that unexplained revelation of death which had then for the first time greeted me4 8,i stood again with my face pressed against the wall at the end of the room prohibited to all1 hardly breathing1 without the power to cry1 and not daring to turn round4 ,i fell on my knees and1 with a flood of tears1 ,i demanded pardon of ,god for the great sin which ,i had committed1 and prayed ,him to show me the means of effacing it4 ,did ,god pardon me8 ,i believe that he did1 for ,i arose from my knees having formed a resolution to repair the wrong which ,i had done4 ,but it must be done immediately1 and all alone4 ,i had uncovered the head of a dead man1 and my duty was1 first of all1 to go and ask his pardon1 and1 secondly1 to render him peaceful by recovering him as before4 8,such a resolution--the idea that he has a duty to accomplish--makes a man of even a child1 once he has decided to perform it4 ,i gathered together all my courage and started bravely enough4 ,when ,i arrived a few steps from the bench and saw that terribly calm visage1 with those marble lids closed forever1 my heart failed me1 and1 taking flight1 ,i very soon found myself at the end of the room4 8,but strength alone1 not will1 failed me4 ,three times ,i returned1 without being able to approach him closely--and yet1 it was necessary to do so6 ,i invoked the memory of ,aunt ,marie1 of my mother1 who would forgive me if ,i could repair my fault1 of my father who was said to be so brave1 and ,i made an effort to start again1 repeating to myself when ,i was about to weaken1 that the pardon of others1 of myself as well1 and above all1 that of the dead man whom ,i had offended1 could be obtained only at this price4 8,i am astonished even now when ,i think of the amount of energy1 the superhuman efforts to surmount an insurmountable fear1 paralyzing him at each step1 that was shown by the unhappy little boy that ,i then was4 ,i have been in many a trying situation in my career as a soldier1 but they have all been as nothing when compared to that one1 which preceded them by so many years4 ,what was ,i saying8 ,feeling myself ready to fail1 with a supreme effort1 ,i desperately finished my course4 ,i stood before the dead man and demanded his pardon1 with a voice which probably the dead alone could hear1 because it resembled a dying breath1 and my hand at last succeeded in covering the awful visage with the sheet which ,i thought necessary to his repose4 8,that done1 ,i arrived with a single bound in the middle of the court2 but ,i was at the end of my strength1 and giving vent to a sharp cry1 ,i fell1 deprived of all feeling1 like a mortally wounded bird1 at the feet of poor ,sister ,rose40 99 99 99 99 99 8,my fainting fit lasted1 they say1 about two hours4 ,i recovered consciousness in the arms of ,aunt ,marie1 who had heard my cry of distress4 ,my mother had returned4 ,on her knees before her sister and me1 she bathed my forehead and temples and made me inhale something which burnt my nostrils a little but which smelt very good4 ,i burst into tears and my first word1 when ,i was able to speak1 was to ask and re-ask pardon2 and when ,i had to stop for want of breath1 it was only to cry again1 #8,pardon6 ,pardon6' for that which was to me an irredeemable fault4 8#8,pardon for what1 my poor child8' said my mother1 when ,i had completely recovered consciousness4 #8,is it because you went into the big room8' ,but ,aunt ,marie has already forgiven you4 ,do you not see how she kisses you8' 8,the kiss1 yes1 that was the pardon of ,aunt ,marie1 but it was not only of that which she knew that ,i needed forgiveness4 ,all was not yet known4 ,i felt that ,i must make a complete confession1 and1 in an account1 broken by tears and sobs1 ,i told #8this all' to ,aunt ,marie and my mother4 ,i told them all that it had cost me for having lacked proper respect for the dead4 8,my confession was not only complete1 it was public2 the surgeon of the hospital and five or six soldiers were around us4 8#8,ah6' said one of the latter1 addressing the doctor1 #8the child must have seen the old ,marshal who was not able to recover from yesterday's amputation4' 8,when ,i had finished my tale1 when by kind words they had established a relative calm in my conscience1 when they had told me many times that the dead man could never again be angry1 especially as ,i had asked his pardon1 when ,aunt ,marie had made me understand besides that although one should respect and honor the dead one should not be afraid of them1 a young sergeant who was there1 and whom ,i had teased oftener than the others because he most frequently wore the piece of wood on his nose from losing at #8drogue1' asked permission of my mother to kiss #8that little one4' 8,when he had availed himself of the permission1 which my mother willingly gave him1 he said to her1 as he placed me on his knee1 #8,madame1 when one shows such courage as that at six years of age1 there is little danger of his becoming cowardly later on4 ,that mite will some day be a giant4' 8,whether ,i have become a giant or not10 said the general1 relighting his cigar1--8,i cannot say1 but that which ,i do know is that in all my military experience ,i have never striven harder to be brave than ,i did that day when ,i was brought face to face with death for the first time40 ,after listening to this story1 we all of us realized that courage also consists in overcoming fear4 ,the general was right4 ,this history of a child was at bottom the history of a man4 ,it interested its hearers1 and enabled each one of them to make use of it as a lesson for himself4 ,it was not at all a bad preparation for the work of the following morning1 which was likely to demand of each of us a great deal more of perseverance1 of resolution and presence of mind1 than of brilliancy and dash4 ,adapted from the ,french by ,adele ,bacon4 78,the ,second ,fear10 of the 8,four ,fears of ,our ,general10 will be published in the ,february issue47 ,illustration ,illustration3 ,,bouquets ,that we reserve for ourselves the compliment of the first bouquet we trust will not be regarded as an impropriety4 ,the necessity of making a formal bow on entering for the first time the presence of the great ,public is well recognized1 and in the performance of this duty1 which holds for us a rare pleasure1 a little well meant selfishness is perhaps pardonable4 ,,dixie is introduced to your notice as the result of the latest attempt to establish a ,southern magazine4 ,despite the precedents of failure that are ours1 we believe success to be possible for such a venture under existing conditions4 ,it is difficult to accept as truth what has been said so often of the ,southern people1 that they are in general unappreciative of good literature and good art4 ,that we do not concur in the belief the appearance of ,,dixie is conclusive evidence4 ,we confidently expect the most liberal support from the cultivated class of every state of the ,south1 believing a periodical of this order--a native production having at heart the interests of the ,southern people--will meet with an eager and a sincere welcome4 ,we have thought it best to make a modest beginning rather than to herald our undertaking with a brilliant first number at the cost of strength that might better be reserved for exigencies of the struggle yet to come4 ,we have chosen to build1 and would have our success--if success await us--be the result of growth4 ,having obtained the services of a number of the well known writers and artists of the country1 we are in the position to promise a continual improvement both in the contents and the appearance of the magazine4 ,it was found necessary to make the first number somewhat local in tone1 but this is only a passing condition4 ,we have secured for future issues contributions of more general interest4 ,with this brief introductory note1 ,,dixie is offered to your consideration4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the greatest praise is due ,mr4 ,philip de ,boilleau for his beautiful and distinguished painting entitled 8,hydrangias10 which we reproduce on the opposite page4 ,this picture1--an harmonious arrangement in soft grays1--was painted in ,milan during the past summer1 and has only recently been brought to ,baltimore4 ,we consider it one of ,mr4 ,boilleau's best works1 and pin this modest little boutonniere on the lapel of his coat in recognition of his resourceful and extremely personal talent4 ,illustration3 8,hydrangias0 ,painted by ,philip de ,boilleau4 99 99 99 99 99 ,the presence of the ,boston ,symphony organization in ,baltimore this fall was thoroughly enjoyed1 but it would not have been financially possible had not ten of our wealthy and very liberal citizens formed a guarantee fund and contributed enough money to insure the entire success of the venture4 ,we have not yet seen any public commendation of this very public spirited action1 and therefore feel that it would not be amiss to assure these gentlemen 7whose names are withheld at their own request7 that the professional musicians as a class1 and the real music-loving ,baltimoreans as well1 are deeply appreciative and grateful for the signal liberality they have shown and the example they have set for others to follow4 ,such things should not be taken as a matter of course1 or be passed over in complete silence4 99 99 99 99 99 ,mr4 ,george ,n4 ,mackenzie's suggestion1 made public in the ,,sun of ,dec4 #acth1 of placing tablets on houses that have sheltered famous persons should commend itself to all those interested in historical work or the improvement of the city4 ,southern towns are particularly rich in this class of historic objects1 as the result of a pronounced reverence for old things and a reluctance to tear down and rebuild4 ,however strongly present methods of progress may demand the destruction of these ancient piles1 we cannot altogether condemn the unprogressiveness that leaves them standing4 ,they are a means of important instruction to the public2 and their presence in a town cannot but add to its attractiveness and prosperity1 if attention is properly directed to their existence4 ,it may safely be said that the solidarity of the ,english nation is in great part maintained by the constant inspiration afforded by the innumerable monuments1 of all kinds1 that cover ,english soil4 ,they are material evidence of past greatness4 ,is there a more powerful agent than precedent8 ,we step from the past to the present1 and in proportion to the firmness of the position of the rear foot we advance4 ,preserve the monuments at any cost6 ,the houses of great men are as sacred as their graves2 and it should be a shame to that city that negligently or wilfully suffers them to be destroyed4 ,illustration ,illustration3 ,,the ,,bogie ,,man4 ,there is a very laudable scheme on foot just now to erect a monument1 or statue1 to the memory of ,maryland's contingent of ,confederate and ,federal soldiers who lost their lives on the battle-field of ,antietam4 ,the idea of such a memorial does great credit to the magnanimity of the ,american people1 and offers another convincing proof to the world at large that we are again a truly united and broadminded nation4 ,the lofty patriotism that suggests and makes practicable the erection of a monument of this description is beyond all praise and cannot be commended too highly3 ,there is1 however1--if a recent experience teaches us anything--an unfortunate element of danger that1 no matter what noble-minded motives may have originally inspired this projected tribute to our brave dead1 its artistic side may actually leave much to be desired2 and that in the next century1 when we shall have at length become a truly artistic people1 we may turn our heads aside and blush for it1 as we do now for the hideous ,firemen's ,tablet and the ,lord ,baltimore of ,cathedral street4 ,there is no reason but ignorance for the existence of such a state of things4 ,nothing is easier than to get expert judgment on those architectural and sculptural plans that may be submitted to the committee in charge of the erection of this monument4 ,there is a very common1 and most erroneous1 idea that trained technical and artistic knowledge is unnecessary in such cases1 whereas no task is in reality more difficult4 ,to be able to choose correctly1 from the many rough little wax and clay suggestions huddled momentarily together1 the project which will produce1 when it is thrown up on a large scale and carefully finished1 the most beautiful and inspiring work of art1 requires an experience that is almost invariably lacking in the persons so thoughtlessly given the power to say which theme is to be adjudged the best4 ,in the recent case to which we have referred1 a committee of laymen apparently judged the sketches submitted to them solely from the point of view of finish1--a most immaterial matter in a sketch1 as every artist knows1--and consequently one of our great national heroes1 instead of being eternally honored as was intended by many of his admirers1 is compelled to rest under a mediocre pile of stone and bronze that1 while far from being as good as it ought to be1 is just good enough to insure its remaining where it is for many years to come4 ,is this sort of thing fair to the art-loving people who contribute to the building of our public monuments1 or to posterity that must receive and preserve them1 or to those heroes themselves in whose memory and to whose glory we would like to erect enduring proofs of our love and admiration8 ,the ,theatrical ,trust has at last met with a well merited rebuke for its peculiar methods of business4 ,the ,,baltimore ,,news took it in hand the other day and told it some very plain truths4 ,it seems that the local representative of the ,trust went to the ,,news office with a proposition to publish a half-page 8ad0 every ,saturday providing a local 8ad-writer01 who thinks himself an authority on things theatrical1 was allowed to polish up the swell front advance notices4 ,the ,,news not only declined the proposition but exposed the whole affair4 ,the ,academy took its 8ad0 out immediately1 and published for a few days1 8,we do not advertise in the ,news40 ,foolish mistake6 ,what is the use of flinging mud at a man who owns a mud-machine8 ,we heartily commend the ,,news for the action it has taken in this matter4 ,it is an outrage that a few men should attempt to control this business4 ,they made every effort to close the doors of the very popular ,lyceum1 and leave ,mr4 ,albaugh to starve if he saw fit1 but the energy and perseverance of his son ,jack were entirely successful in defeating their purpose1 and the good people of ,baltimore have fully shown their appreciation of his pluck4 ,now the ,trust is measuring steel with the ,fords1 but in spite of giving them the worst of it in the way of attractions1 the ,fords are making more money than the ,academy4 ,ford and ,albaugh are the names that represent everything theatrical in ,baltimore4 ,years and years ago these two men had firmly established themselves with ,baltimoreans1 and it will take more than a theatrical trust to inspire hostility where there has always existed confidence and good-will4 99 99 99 99 99 ,there can be no doubt as to the precarious condition of music in ,baltimore at the beginning of the year eighteen hundred and ninety-nine2 but there is much that can be done to improve its really sad plight4 ,in other words1 its state1 while deplorable in the extreme1 is not altogether hopeless4 ,it is deeply to be regretted that the recent manager of the ,peabody ,institute1 a man of great and acknowledged musical ability1 having had the chance to make ,baltimore the recognized musical centre of ,america1 should have failed so utterly to add that distinction to the metropolis of the ,south4 ,his successor1 a young man of education1 of refinement1 and of apparent ambition1 although undoubtedly handicapped by the legacy of sterile contentions and discouragements left him by his predecessor1 has still a very brilliant opportunity before him4 ,will he succeed ultimately where his master has so conspicuously failed8 ,we sincerely hope so1 and trust that some few of our misgivings1 arising from what we fear is a tendency to cultivate the noisy and pretentious few at the expense of the more modest1 but by far the more musical1 majority may prove after all to be groundless4 99 99 99 99 99 ,nothing so forcibly illustrates the inability of even educated persons to distinguish between the good and the bad as the family portrait4 ,how seldom one sees in houses otherwise marked by refinement and good taste this really necessary and1 to future generations1 valuable object characterized by sufficient artistic merit to insure to it one's attention for five minutes4 ,and how often it is a mere caricature of the person whose portrayal has been attempted4 ,what man dare call himself educated who has not sufficiently acquainted himself with the elements of drawing and color to know when he1 or some member of his family1 is being transferred to canvas for no better purpose than to afford amusement for persons of greater knowledge and judgment4 ,it is true all of us cannot spare the time to acquire even the elements of an art education1 but then it is equally true that the upper class of ,americans is not truly a cultivated class1 is not possessed of the culture of the same class in ,europe4 ,this is lamentable2 but sadder still is the knowledge that the egotism 7widely known as the ,american spirit7 of the average man of refinement will preclude for a long time to come a betterment of the situation4 ,baltimore1 among other cities noted for their educated class1 has been1 and still is1 an easy victim to the artist of the solar-print4 ,nothing more thoroughly delights the heart of a ,baltimorean of average development than to come into possession of one of those family portraits that exhibit all the rotundity of objects turned on a lathe1 the burnish 7in the high lights7 of excessively polished metal-ware1 and the finish of a miniature done under the glass of a microscope4 ,in such work the ideal of portrait painting is reached--for the ,baltimorean of average development4 ,the revered canvas is given the place of honor in the most prominent room of the house and there left for the adoration of all who enter--no one daring to call down upon his head1 for adverse criticism1 the pitying scorn of the deluded family4 8,it is a speaking likeness rendered with unusual technical skill40 ,one often wishes1 as a relief for tortured eyes1 that painters could do without technique altogether1 and might be allowed to indulge the wildest flights of imagination conceivable in depicting the features of beloved relatives and friends4 ,but little can be said in defense of the 8artist0 who produces this class of work4 ,it is the result of either a base commercial spirit or of untalented affrontery that trades on the ignorance of those who should blush for their little knowledge4 ,in many instances these painters have had every opportunity for study at home and abroad1 and yet seek to degrade a profession they can in no wise benefit4 ,have the patrons of these men concluded that honesty has lost its worth1 and that a bad painter is more useful that a good photographer8 ,an almost hopeless ignorance of art is1 in these cases1 the true explanation of why this phase of brush-work has not long since disappeared from among intelligent people4 ,as long as men are found willing to pay for a bad thing the parodists of art will continue to flourish4 ,that it is not the ignorant1 or unscrupulous1 painter who needs to be educated is easily seen4 ,baltimore1 with its unusually large number of thinking people1 is not altogether hopeless of improvement in its ideas of art4 ,fortunately there are here a few families that have true judgment in such matters1 and whose influence1 although at present but little felt1 has a tendency to create a future favorable to good work4 ,may that happy epoch not be synchronous with the ,millennium4 99 99 99 99 99 ,illustration3 ,,book ,,reviews ,,mr4 ,,james ,,turns ,,the ,,screw4 ,mr4 ,henry ,james is perhaps the one anomaly of ,american art4 ,true1 we have ,howells at his heels1 some people may say at his head1 but ,howells is by no means an inexplicable product1 and he is as far from being like ,james as ,james is far from being the counterpart of ,turgeneff1 the master inspiration of them both4 ,one may not like ,mr4 ,james--and there are many who will simply not face his difficulties--but one must concede that he is literature4 ,he is indeed so emphatically literature that he is not always life as well4 ,it is not a little to say of an author on the shady side of his prime that he still reserves for his public the quality of continual surprise4 ,long ere this1 one is minded to assert1 judging on general principles1 ,mr4 ,james must have declared his reach4 ,such utterances are1 however1 always contradicted by his latest book4 ,and his latest books1 especially in the last few years1 have been a succession of surprises--shocks would be a better word1 it may be--that uproot presumptions4 8,what ,maizie ,knew10 for example1 was a glance of ,mr4 ,james' brilliancy from quite a new angle4 ,it was such an extraordinary ray of his art that it has not yet ceased to leave a green spot of bewilderment on the vision of the critic4 ,with the cry caused by 8,in a ,cage0 still in the air1 comes his very newest volume1 8,the ,two ,magics0 7,new ,york3 ,the ,macmillan ,co417 as unprecedented a composition as any of his repertory4 ,to say that 8,the ,turn of the ,screw0 dashes one with amazement is not to be in the least hyperbolic4 ,it does amaze--it simply takes one's breath and keeps it until one has finished the tale4 ,one is amazed at the art1 one is amazed at the substance--and one is amazed at ,mr4 ,james himself1 and that1 perhaps1 most of all4 ,it is an incredible production for a ,bostonian1 no matter though he be long acclimated to foreign heaths as in the instances of the author4 ,we know of no other case where ,bostonian blood has failed so signally to tell4 ,one is saved from the supreme shock1 however1 by one thing--the matter of ,maizie4 ,maizie in 8,what ,maizie knew0 was at least an intimation of the terrible facts of ,miles and ,flora4 ,these angelic visions of eight and ten are a twin-birth of horror before which the hideous perspicacity of ,maizie pales to insignificance4 ,they are veritable limbs of ,satan not in any human forgivable sense1 but astounding monsters of precocious sinfulness that give one a positive chill to consider as within the bounds of possibility4 ,their portrayal is a slaughter of the innocents equal to that of ,herod4 ,one arraigns ,mr4 ,james' inhumanity in thus stooping to cast so cruel a stain on the character of childhood4 ,maizie was surely enough--much more than enough4 ,can the treatment of such abomination be within the pales of art8 ,one is obliged to admit that it can be1 because ,mr4 ,james has demonstrated it--demonstrated it as we hope it will not be demonstrated often4 ,it has1 however1 required all the resources of his skill4 ,the marvel is that he never even falters--makes one false stroke with his brush4 ,as it stands1 8,the ,turn of the ,screw0 is a masterpiece2 one fails to see how it could be improved4 ,its art gives the envelopment to the subject that saves it superbly4 ,it is the kind of envelopment one finds in the portraits of ,whistler1 for instance1 and that is perfect4 ,far from blurting out the business he may have in hand1 ,mr4 ,james can scarcely be said1 at least in these latter days of his art1 to tell it at all4 ,most readers of 8,what ,maizie ,knew0 must have been struck in the perusal with the fact that never once did the story for all its plotless volume state in cold type what the child really did know4 ,and yet that ,maizie knew what she shouldn't have known was as obvious as though she had drawn naughty pictures on her slate4 ,the reader knew what ,maizie knew by a more subtle means of intelligence--by a kind of telepathic communication4 ,the book was a supreme piece of insinuation4 ,perfectly proper1 indeed1 as far as the print was concerned1 but what scandal between the lines6 ,one finds oneself subject to this same sort of telepathic play in 8,the ,turn of the ,screw40 ,it is all secretive enough--superficially4 ,the nightmare of children's little obsessed souls is not dragged into the light of day1 but the horror is there1 nevertheless1 patent to the eye and palpable to the touch4 ,mr4 ,james turns the screw1 indeed6 ,to set down the details of the story would be to mar its subtle relation of style and substance4 ,it is for the reader to take or to leave1 as he finds it in ,mr4 ,james' volume4 8,covering ,end10 the other tale1 included under the title of 8,the ,two ,magics10 is quite in ,mr4 ,james' usual manner4 ,the 8magic0 of this charming comedy is a very white magic1 being no more than the brisk spell exerted by the heroine--a ,daisy ,miller of later growth--upon the hero1 the owner of an old ,english 8show0 country house4 8,it was magnificent and shabby1 and the eyes of the dozen dark old portraits seemed1 in their eternal attention1 to count the cracks in the pavement1 the rents in the seats of the chairs and the missing tones in the ,flemish tapestry40 ,we have again all the sentiment of 8old things0 as found in 8,the ,spoils of ,poynton40 ,the story is the kind of comedy that would 8scream0 in the hands of ordinary art4 ,mr4 ,james' material is1 however1 never so ill-bred4 ,mrs4 ,gracedew1 widow1 8from ,missouri ,top10 bursts upon all this faded splendor and question of mortgages with a perfect whirl of ,americanism4 ,her conversation is a kind of metal skirt-dancing--a perpetual flash of pink fleshings4 ,she is everywhere in the house at the same time--8an apparition1 a presence requiring announcement and explanation10 indeed4 ,she covets the house1 she covets 8the good and faithful servant0--poor ,chivers1 whom she calls 8,rembrant van ,rhyn1 with three stars02 she covets the mortgaged owner1 ,clement ,yule4 ,they are all 8types40 ,even ,cora ,prodmore is a type--8the #8awfully nice girl' of all the ,english novels1 the #8simple maiden in her flower' of--who is it8--your great poet40 ,it is ,daisy ,miller with additional assurance of widowhood4 ,she 8grabs0 the whole situation with all the prompt enterprise of ,missouri ,top4 8,i'm here10 she announces to 8the lawful heir10 8for an act of salvation--,i'm here to avert a sacrifice60 ,that she will avert it the reader never questions4 ,it is all delightfully spirited and worthy of ,mr4 ,james4 ,it is quite as much a masterpiece of subtlety and finished style as 8,the ,turn of the ,screw10 if not so new a note in conception4 ,after the horror of this latter tale it is more than a matter of refreshment--it has the virtue of salvation4 ,a ,,german ,,masterpiece4 ,the interest of the ,anglo-,saxon public in ,german fiction has always been languid compared with the avidity with which it devours the works1 good1 bad and indifferent1 of ,french authors4 ,mrs4 ,wister1 ,clara ,bell1 and a few other translators1 suffice to supply the ,english-speaking market with all it demands in literature from the land of ,goethe and ,schiller1 while1 on the other hand1 hundreds can scarcely fill the publishers' orders for translations from the ,french4 ,it may be that ,german novels are too limited in their appeal--too intrinsically ,german and hearth-centered--too largely lacking in that modern 8finish0 for which ,english authors so frantically strive and ,french authors so frequently attain2 too deficient in what we are pleased to regard as the saving sense of 8smartness40 ,german novels as a rule have more soul than smartness1 and that is almost unforgivable in an age when genius like the reformed pirate is expected to do fancy work4 ,it is perhaps because of this characteristic 8high seriousness10 to use a favorite phrase of ,matthew ,arnold's1 of ,hermann ,sudermann's pen that he has remained so little known to us in spite of his rare force4 ,he belongs to the brainy band of modern novelists which can almost be told off on the fingers2 of which in ,england ,geo4 ,meredith is the lone ,pompey's ,pillar2 ,balzac1 in ,france1 the pyramid2 and in ,russia ,turgeneff1 the sardonic sphinx4 ,sudermannn first reached our transatlantic consciousness through the success of ,duse's portrayal of ,magda in 8,home01 a tragedy full of fierce psychic value and human pathos4 ,in 8,regina or ,the ,sins of ,fathers10 translated by ,beatrice ,marshall 7,london and ,new ,york1 ,john ,lane7 ,sudermann has given us in the heroine a character of such stuff as ,magdas are made of--a ,magda in the raw1 a ,magda unintellectualized4 ,the story treats of man's honor and truth to himself as in 8,home0 the author treats of woman's4 ,the main difference is that in 8,regina10 ,boleslav's self-trust comes too late for happiness4 ,it is only as the story closes he echoes ,arnold's 8,ah6 love1 let us be true ,to one another--0 in a burst of passionate insight2 but the chance had passed1 ,regina's lifeless1 blood-smeared body lay under the ,cats' ,bridge1 where her imbecile father had hurled it4 ,her fate is not unlike ,ophelia's4 ,she is piteously involved in the misfortunes of a hero burdened with a performance as harsh as it was akin to that of ,hamlet's4 ,the novel is a virile work1 deep-voiced1 full of dramatic color and agitating some vital moral questions4 ,acrid to the taste it is in many respects1 but absorbing throughout in its appeal4 ,boleslav is pursued by the curse of his father's treason with a good deal of that grimness with which a hero of the ,greek tragedies is harrowed by the ,eumenides4 ,one lash of the furies' whip provokes another until life seems a madness scarcely to be borne4 ,his friends and sweetheart forsake him2 the false name under which he enters the ,german ,array fails to protect him from the ignominy of the paternal crime2 he is ostracised by the whole world4 ,we find him as the story opens returning to the ruined home of his ancestors1 where lies the dead body of his traitor sire1 denied the last offices of the church4 ,it is there he meets ,regina1 the mistress of the deceased1 a wild and beautiful peasant girl1 to the portraiture of whom the story owes its chief interest4 ,regina is a magnificent1 unforgettable creature--one of those rich chords that nature but rarely strikes upon the harp of being2 she reverberates through one's senses with a rough sweetness that represents a real experience4 ,her mould is ,homeric2 she is a creation of primal days and primal passions4 ,to blame her is to quarrel with nature itself4 ,regina becomes the refuge of the stricken man whose noble motive of life is to redeem his father's name from shame1 to rebuild the homestead of his race1 to face unmerited dishonor with manly dignity4 ,his heart still harbors the image of his early love1 and for long he cannot overcome the repugnance he feels for the sturdy pariah who with pathetic self-denial and endurance becomes his slave in the maintenance of the dreary rat's hole in the ruined castle where the two live4 ,his ideal of womanhood is the simpering ,helene who obeys her papa4 ,it takes him a long time to realize that dangerous maxim of ,nietzche's3 8,passions become evil when they are held to be evil40 ,and ,regina's passions are as clear-eyed as were the children of ,eden before they picked the apple of ,original ,sin4 ,as he realizes the fact1 the girl's character gradually usurps his soul4 ,a powerful scene is where they struggle together--the master and the slave--for domination2 the man's strength against the peasant's ,boadicean sinew4 ,it is like the contest of sex in the ,african jungle4 ,there is no sense of masculine meanness in the contest4 ,one recognizes some deep inner justification in it3 that this fierce strife is the materialization of what is really heart warfare4 ,it is a spiritual imbroglio4 ,in the midst of the contest1 as they pant together defiantly1 ,boleslav suddenly kisses the girl on the mouth2 and a moment after he is fleeing from himself into the snowy night4 ,the scene is infinitely human4 ,in it ,sudermann bares the strange mystery of the human heart as only genius can4 ,in spite of this flash of soul-knowledge of ,boleslav's1 the pair do not become lovers4 ,the man's self-restraint still worships at ,helene's shrine4 ,he finds that altar clay at last4 ,in the agony of disillusion he lets his soul fly toward its true magnet1 but the fortunes of the two have reached a tragic pass4 ,it is ,regina's dead lips that fate now alone offers ,boleslav4 ,under the charred rafters of his ancestral home that the peasants had burned in their patriotic fury1 clasping the girl's cold body1 his mind shivers amidst the phantasmagoria of human existence4 ,the world's conventions seem to shrivel like a consuming scroll4 ,nothing remains but ashes and the conviction that ,regina was 8one of those perfect1 developed individuals such as nature created before a herding social system1 with its paralyzing ordinances1 bungled her handiwork1 when every youthful creature was allowed to bloom1 unhindered1 into the fullness of its power1 and to remain1 in good and in evil1 part and parcel of the natural life40 ,sudermann does not set his seal to the sophistries that ,boleslav's despair formulates in these gloomy moments as he scoops out the frozen ground nearby the pedestal of a broken statue of ,diana1 as a resting place for his drowned ,ophelia1--buried 8with pagan rites40 ,his point of view is that of the philosophic spectator of the world's strifes and follies1 who sees in bold-browed convention its justifications1 but also its flaws1 its misreadings of nature1 its littleness1 its lack of large mercifulness4 ,over ,regina1 as over ,margaret1 the voice of higher reason pronounces the verdict of exoneration1 ,boleslav in his struggles with fell destiny offers a strengthening exemplar of manliness4 ,he is portrayed by the author with a discriminating realism that couples weakness with might in a human way which wins for the hero our sympathy1 as the character of ,regina compels our admiration4 --,edward ,a4 ,uffington ,valentine4 ,illustration3 ,,exchanges ,,the ,,le-,o-,,pard4 ,illustration ,this is the ,le-o-pard1 my child2 ,his tem-per's anything but mild4 ,the ,le-o-pard can't change his spots1 ,and that--so say the ,hot-ten-tots-- ,is why he is so wild4 ,year in1 year out1 he may not change1 ,no mat-ter how the wea-ther range1 ,from cold to hot4 ,no won-der1 child1 ,we hear the ,le-o-pard is wild4 --8,a ,child's ,primer of ,natural ,history10 by ,oliver ,herford4 ,,turning ,a ,,new ,,leaf4 ,twelve months again have rolled around1 ,the time has come1 in brief1 ,when chaps like me are duty bound ,to turn another leaf4 ,so1 meditating thus1 ,i find ',tis needful that ,i stop ,and designate within my mind ,what habits ,i shall drop4 ,i will not smoke4 ,won't ,i8 ,let's see4 ,this surely's not the worst ,of all my faults4 ,accordingly ,i'll take the others first4 ,i couldn't stop it anyhow-- ,i've failed to times galore4 ,perhaps ,i'd better tackle now ,a job not tried before4 ,i don't drink much--a special brew-- ,a glass when with a friend4 ,i reckon ,i'm not called on to ,so slight a folly end4 ,and cards--oh1 pshaw1 ,i never lose6 ,i have such luck1 you know4 ,and therefore why should ,i refuse ,to play a hand or so8 ,i win my bets--a habit ,i ,would be a chump to quit4 ,my slang would not annoy a fly2 ,i hardly swear a bit4 ,what else--yes1 what8 ,well1 you can smile1 ,but ,i am free to say ,i think of nothing that's worth while ,to drop on ,new ,year's ,day4 ,edwin ,l4 ,sabin1 in ,munsey's ,magazine1 ,january1 #ahii4 ,,the 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