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He (desperately). Oh, take the ward
robe Scene—The Library of a Country House.
She. I have. He is writing at a table near the win
He. Take everything. I never met dou with his back turned to Her. She
? woman yet who didn't consider a is standing irresolutely in the middle
man selfish for wanting to keep what of the room behind an armchair, which
belongs to me. she has just dragged and pushed labori
She. Him, Charles, him. You're getously from its usual place. The time
ting your pronouns mixed. However, is 3 p. m.
if you'll help me with these chairs, I'll He (turning round upon her suddenly). forgive you even that. I wish to heaven you wouldn't make He. But what on earth do you dont such a frightful racket in the room! to move the chairs for? Why I can't get a thing written, and I can't you leave them where they are? counted on an hour or two of quiet. She (again to the universe). He's for
She. Oh, don't bother about your gotten again Didn't I see an adverwriting now. You'll have to give it tisement of Memory Powders some. up anyhow in about twenty minutes, where the other day?
Charles, voll so you may as well get up at once and must take one in water after getting help me with these chairs.
out of bed in the morning. It'll help He (pettishly). Bother the chairs! your writing, too, you know. You're Why can't you leave them as they are? always forgetting where the quotations But you're never happy unless you're come frommoving gigantic pieces of furniture He (jumping from his chair). Will you from one place to another. My ward- or will you not tell me what game robe, for instance. Where's that gone? you're up to? It was in my dressing-room two days She (placidly). I'm not sure I like ago, and now
that expression, Charles. It doesn't She (appealing to the universe). There seem to be quite in your best "four-he grudges me the wardrobe, the guineas-a-thousand" style. “What game only place where I can really put any- you're up to"! No, no. “What design thing comfortably. He wants it for you are contemplating,” or “What prohis coats and his trousers and his over- ject you have set your hand to." I'm grown riding-boots. And I'm not to sure something of that sorthave even a tiny corner to hang a dress He. If I were a weaker and a more in. Charles, how can you be so self- brutal man, I'd throw you out of the ish and so heartless?
She. Don't be unjust to yourself, Charles.
He. Once more; what are you up to? She (cheerfully). Now, honestly, Charles, do you really mean to say you've forgotten that the S.P.A. are to meet here at 3,30 to-day?
He (passing his hand over his forehead). The S.P.A? What's that? Senatus Populus-no, that won't do What is it?
She. Don't be absurd, Charles. You know well enough it's the Stocking and Petticoat Association.
Never heard of it. She. My dear! It's had two meetings here already.
He. No. That was the Tea and Coal Club.
She. Same thing. It's changed its Instead of giving tea and coal to the parents, we're gong to give stockings and petticoats to the children.
He. Oh, that's it, is it? But why is it to meet in this room? We had it in the dining-room last time.
She. My dear, it's too dreadfully formal having them all sitting round the dining-room table. We shall be much cosier here.
He. If you've settled it, of course there's no more to be said. I know that well enough.
She. That's a good sensible boy. Now
He. But, I say, didn't they make you Secretary last time?
Yes, I'm Secretary.
He (malignantly). up your minutes?
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She. What a funny thing to say, Charles. What does one do when one posts up minutes? Is it a painful thing to do?
He (appealing in his turn to the universe). Here's a woman, a Secretary, who doesn't know what minutes are. (To her) Have you written your account of the last meeting in the minute-book? She. Don't be ridiculous. Of course I have. How could I know you meant that? Listen. (She takes up the minute-book from a chair and reads): “Monday, July 6th. A meeting of the Tea and Coal Club was held at Bristol House, Sir William Lampeter in the chair. There were presentThere you are, all complete and beautiful. In fact, I'm the champion minuteposter of the parish- (There is a sound of carriage-wheels outside, and a ring is heard at the front door.) Gracious! There they are. Hurry up, Charles, and help with the chairs. He dashes in and helps magnificently. In the space of a minute they perform prodigies of chair-and-sofa-and-tablechanging together. The whole aspect of the room is altered. A butler throws open the door of the room. With a whisk of her hands she smooths herself and advances smiling. He remains in the background also smiling. The Butler (announcing). Sir William and Lady Lampeter!
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Mrs. Everard Cotes has so faithfully King considers first the causes of the yet humorously pictured an American seeming unreality, the misconceptions, family in London that her American the failure to fulfil conditions, the inreaders fancy that she is their country- evitable limitations and fluctuations of woman, but she is of Canadian birth our nature, and suggests that the and naturally her “Cousin Cinderella," seeming unreality is not only purposed with its Canadian heroine, is written but that our very questionings are a with even more vividness than her An- proof of reality. He then sets forth glo-American story. Both
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It pleases Mr. Charles Battel! who summons her guests and dismisses Loomis to assert in the preface of his them with equal freedom, not permit
"A Holiday Touch” that no critic will ting them to interfere with her plans; obtain half the pleasure from criticisthe alliance-hunting mother and her ing the stories contained in it that he obedient children; the English great
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self-deceiving cupidity. The sheer
farce of hunting a dinner given in Every successive generation regards
one's honor, without a cent to pay the itself as more given to doubt than any
cabman until one can find the comparof its predecessors, and each one strives ative opulence gathered around the to find a remedy, and “The Seeming board is laughter compelling, but fancy L’nreality of the Spiritual Life," by
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told story of a prolonged fight, or
rather a delirious dance of fighting figMr. T. Francis Bumpus's “The Ca
ures, one need go no further. Sinug. thedrals and Churches of Northern
glers, a gang of land-pirates more horItaly" most creditably continues the
rible than the hideous crew in "Lornal “Cathedral Series" with a boxed vol.
Doone"; brave old sailors and soldiers; ume bound in pretty holiday fashion, a
a gallant little nidshipman, a renegade handsome title page, and engraved bor
ernissary of Bonaparte playing hero, ders for its many pictures, setting off
and justifying crime in the name of its attractive text. The first chapter
Ireland, although magnanimous on his is an introductory sketch of Italian
own private account, are the chief per(hurch Architecture, a complex matter
sonages, and Nelson and Jervis move upon which many external influences
il mong them. The time is nominally have from time to time been brought to
the moment when Bonaparte was planhear. Chapters on Vicenza, Verona,
ning to invade England, and the scene and Padua follow, and the fifth takes
is Pevensey, of which Mr. Kipling is the reader to Venice, St. Mark and the
by no means to be allowed to have a Torcello. Ferrara and Bologna share
monopoly it seems, and all the time the next chapter, and a long one is
and all the space are occupied by the given to the chief Lombard Cathedrals
fighting aforesaid. The author inand Churches. Milan is treated at con
dulges himself in making paragraphs siderable length, and Ravenna occu
of sentences and even of ejaculations pies more space than any other city.
after the fashion of Dumas, but cerIn an apendix is a list of the pictures
tainly not for Dumas' reason, and perand wall paintings in the churches de
haps he does well to associate himself scribed and a good index completes the
with the master of the fighting story. work. Nearly all the illustrations are
His Kit Caryle, if no D'Artagnan, is exterior vews, but a few interiors, al
at least as bonny a young sailor lad as most without exception chosen from
ever whistled to the morning star. churches very rarely pictured,
This is a novel without a heroine, ungiven. A little map of the region with
less the name be given to the evil which the book is concerned appears
genius of Nelson's life of whom every on the end papers with the tiara and
personage is conscious and whom keys blazoned in carmine,—the same
Fighting Fitz treats according to her device appears on the back, and on the
deserts, but heroines are out of place cover is a view of the church of St.
in a tale of steady fighting. The MacAntonio di Padua seen at an angle dif
millan Co. ferent from that presented in illustration of its description. Thus at every
The novelist who excuses his lack of point the volume presents a novelty.
originality by pleading that all the L. C. Page & Co.
good plots are pre-empted should be “I will answer no questions about
for American statutes and this book," says Mr. Alfred Ollivant in American sentiment concerning dibracketed italics set on the last page of vorce, inasmuch as they have given “The Gentleman," his new story, and him two new personages, both exempt it is a praiseworthy resolution, inas- from all rules of logic, and each free much as he has given Bonaparte impe- to act according to fancy. In her