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conviction, and he is continually retreating into the mystery of colloids. Some of bis utterances strike us as rather intemperate, as when he tells us that "life is an aquatic phenomenon," or that "Life is only a surface accident in the history of the thermic evolution of the globe," or that "The fact of being conscious does not intervene in the slightest degree in directing vital movements." Yet when we were conscious of this sentence we turned back several pages and re-read the preface, where the editor takes an optimistic view of mechanistic theories.

The author has full faith in the theory of epiphenomenal consciousness; it is a negligible shadow. He prefers to keep to the purely objective, e.g. the mechanism of colloids and the polarities of the cell. He is very strong on blpolarity. "The living cell is bipolar apparatus, since it needs a cytoplasm and a nucleus." "in each bipolar element of protoplasm there is a male pole and a female pole." "Maturation is explained by the disappearance in cytoplasm and nucleus of all elements of the sex opposed to that of the mature element finally obtained." "Fecundation is the operation in which the spermatozooid, introduced by sexual attraction into the ovule, completes


by means of its male poles the female poles of the ovule's elements, which are incomplete." "Assimilation is a bipolar phenomenon," and "alternating generation is also related with the blpolarity of the living elements." AH this is "in the light of new knowledge," as is also the conclusion that "strictly speaking there is never any hereditary transmission except of acquired characters." The author corrects some of the errors of Claude Bernard, Darwin, and Welsmann.

The book has been translated by Stoddard Dewey, and it is just possible that the original may have suffered a little. "if the hen fabricates the egg, the egg in its turn will fabricate the hen. We shall not therefore be astonished when we come to verify the marvellous phenomenon which governs the entire evolution of living beings: the heredity of acquired characters." "Lichens result from the association of seaweed and mushrooms." This lacks precision. "The embryology of an animal reproduces its genealogy." This lacks elegance. Speaking of crabs and lobsters, he says, "All variation, all modification is limited in such animals to this phenomenon of moulting." This lacks clearness.

J. A. T.

LiFE'S LiTTLE DiFFICULTiES. The Shade Op Blue. Oily to Mrs. Leonard two yards—and blow the expense, as Vlnny says. Don't say you are busy or anything, or i shall have to ask Oiive Hhackle; and Heaven knows i don't want to be beholden to her any more. Your frantic M.

Mrs. Vincent

Sprake. (With enclosure.) My Dear Vera,—Do be an angel and go off at once to Ell's or Saval's and see if you can match the enclosed shade hi velvet . i want the dress for Friday week, and there isn't a minute to lose. it is for Mrs. Ashley CarboneVs At Home, and you know my reasons for wishing to look well there. i want

Mrs. Leonard Sprake to Mrs. Vincent Oily.

Dearest Mildred,—! have been everywhere and it can't be done. i went first to Ell's, then to Naval's, then to Bilkand'8 and Worcester Niooll's, and then back to Bond Street to Bedfort and Handbury's. But all In vain. I saw nothing that would match. Tell me what to do next Why must you have velvet? I am glad you asked me and not the Shackle girl. After your last experience of her "llmpetude," as Len calls it, you should be very shy. How long was it she stayed? Two months? Some people are beyond anything.

Yours, Vera.

Mrs. Vincent Oily to Mrs. Leonard Sprake. My Dear Vera,—I must have velvet There is no way out of It; nothing else will do. Try Licence's, or one of those Kensington places, Irving and Queen's or Biter's. Only you must go at once. I would not trouble you only I cannot trust any one else's eyes. Yours never makes a mistake. When we meet remind me to tell you about Mrs. Glendenning and the Scripture Reader. It is too delicious; but much too long to write.

Yours in despair, M.

Mrs. Leonard Sprake to Mrs. Vincent Oily. Dearest Mildred,—I have been to all and not one has it The nearest thing was at Licence's, but they had only a pattern. The material itself is out of stock and cannot be replaced. I even tried the wilds of Oxford Street, but all in vain too. You really must give up the idea of matching, or try silk. The great joke here Is that at Lady Bassett's last week Canon Coss found a glass eye in the spinach. It turns out to have been the new cook's.

Yours, Vera.

Mrs. Vincent Oily to Mrs. Leonard Sprake.
Try Daw's.

Mrs. Leonard Sprake to Mrs. Vincent
Daw's no good. Do have silk.

Mrs. Vincent Oily to Mrs. Leonard Kpralrf.
Silk useless. Try Oranges.

Mrs. Leonard Sprake to Mrs. Vincent
Oily (with enclosure).
My Dear Mildred,—I tried Orangt't
without avail. I should have gone
there sooner, but knew it would be use-
less. I now return the pattern with
many regrets. I would have still made
one or two other efforts, but I must
go down to Chlslehurst to-morrow to
see mother, and after that it will be
too late. I still think you would have
been wiser to try some other material
less difficult to match than velvet

Yours with regret Vera.

Mrs. Vincent Oily to Mrs. Leonari Sprake.

Dear Vera.—I think you are very selfish and Inconsiderate. Your visit to your mother cannot be so fearfully important and I seem to remember other occasions when she had to stand over for lots of more attractive engagements. Still, you must, of course, do what you want to do. I am sending the pattern to Olive Shackle, who, In spite of her faults, is, at any rate, zealous and true.

Yours disappointedly and utterly tired out, M.

Miss Olive Shackle to Mrs. Vincent Ollii. My Stceet Mildred,—I am sending you the velvet by special messenger; which is a luxury to which I am sure you will not mind my treating myself. I got it at once at Ell's, from my own special counter-man there. He had put it on one side for another old customer, but made an exception for me. How I should love to see you in your benutlful dress throwing every one else at Mrs. Ashley Carbonel's into the shade! i was to have been with the Rutters at Church Stretton for the week-end, but poor dear Mrs. Rutter has just written to say that her sister is dangerously ill at Woodhall Spa with something that may very likely develop into per


itonitis, and she bas had to put off all her guests.

Yours ever, Oiive Shackle.

Miss Olire Shackle to Mrs. Vincent Oily.
Will come with pleasure.


"The Dickens Concordance," by Mary Williams, which is to contain a complete list of characters and places mentioned in Dickens, and also a full alphabetical list, is shortly to be published by Mr. Francis Griffiths.

The trend of prices for new novels in England appears to be downwards. Messrs. Sisley, Messrs. Chatto, and Messrs. Routledge are issuing them at half-a-crown instead of 6«.; Mr. Heinemann is starting is. novels; and now Messrs. Blackwood are issuing Mrs. Cecil Thurston's newest work, "The Mystics," at 3*. Qd. instead of 6s.

"The Traveller's Joy" is a quaint, little English inn, where a young literary man of some reputation in London hopes to find leisure and inspiration for his work. ' Upon the scene appears the pretty niece of a neighboring proprietor and complications follow. in spite of some promising bits of description in the opening chapters, the story soon drops to the commonplace. Ernest Frederick Pierce is the author. E. P. Dutton & Co.

in "Raymond Benson at Krampton," the seeond volume in Clarence B. Burleigh's Raymond Benson series, life at a New England country academy is described with the spirit and vigor of

one who has experienced all its delights. Boy readers will tind it diverting; and boys of yesterday who buy it for their boys of to-day may find reminders of their own lost youth if they turn over its pages before relinquishing it to the younger generation. The story is illustrated by L. J. Bridgman.

Richard L. Metcalfe, author of "Of Such is the Kingdom" and other stories from life, is a Nebraska newspaper man; and the thirty or forty sketches contained in the volume are apparently reprinted from the newspaper in which they first appeared. Many of them are comments upon current happenings. What gives them value and a certain unity is the simple faith, the love for children, and the sympathy with goodness and truth which pervade them. There is no attempt at fine writing; still less is there any mere playing with sentiment. All of the stories are simple and genuine; and some of them have an indefinable though homely charm. The book is published from the Woodruff-Collins Press. Lincoin, Nebraska.

Professor Kuno Francke's "German ideals of To-day," is written with the intention of arousing sympathy with German views of education. public life. literature and art, and in German achievements in criticism, literature, sculpture, and the drama. All but one of the papers contained in it have been published before, and in the exception will be found an exposition of the present state of German literature and a hopeful presage of its future. Those who do not read German will find the volume an excellent guide to some current translations concerning which American criticism has little definite to say. The courteous frankness of the book is noteworthy and should make friends for it, and accomplish its author's intention. Houghton, Mifflin & Co.

Mr. Basil King's 'The Giant's Strength" is concerned entirely with the difficulties besetting a rich man's endeavors to make reparation to the victims on whose ruin his early successes were founded, to win their forgiveness, and to be justified in the eyes of his own children and friends. The vanity and futility of his efforts reveal the true way to him, the way declared by the Master to the young man of great possessions, and he is left to the task of following it while happiness comes to those who have suffered through him. Mr. King's vivid sense of humor, hardly felt in the talk or in the incidents of this story, has preserved him both from hysterical denunciations of the capitalist, and from the presentation of quack remedies for diseases of the body politic, and he treats both the religious problem of repentance and the economic problem of the huge, unmanageable fortune, so gravely, logically and impressively, that he is really instructive. Nevertheless, "The Giant's Strength" is a good love story and to effect such a combination is no small feat. Harper & Brothers.

"if you lose faith in my story," writes Dr. Van Eeden, at the very beginning of "The Quest," "read no further, for then it was not written for you." The caution is not necessary, for of the three parts composing the book, the first, although an allegory is concealed beneath its deceptively simple fairy tale, is so thoroughly attractive that few readers will find themselves able to resist its charm, still less able to forego exploration of the two parts continuing it. The book is a compound of truths, half-truths, paradoxes, heresy, and mysticism, through which the hero, Little Johannes, moves, himself involved in a mist concealing both his age and bis stature. This confusion apparently rep resents that riddle of the painful earth of which man always seeks and never finds the solution, before which his soul, be he gray beard or babe whose first conscious thought has but just swam into his vision is but an impalpable, airy, infinitesimal atom, of itself helpless, hopeless, without duration or abiding place. Hither and thither wanders the Little Johannes, following now one and now another guide, good death, dark devil, gnome, happy fairy, mischievous elf, careless children, fascinating woman, man assuming the airs of one superior to religion, or a mysterious laboring man professing to teach a religion transcending Christianity in its present form. Upon one's agreement with the statements of this last guide, hunted to death by the mob, laid by curious science on his last couch, the dissecting table, depends one's acceptance of the book as an eulightener or as a clever darkener of counsel. Evidently, he speaks the author's last word, and it may content those who know naught better; to others the book will still contain an abundant treasury of fancy, wit, and clever allegory. John W. Luce & Co.

ToSZL^IZZl No. 3283"June 8, 1907. {^a'gggffiV

I. Peasant Studies In French Fiction. . Edinburgh Review 579

II. The Life and Letters of Leslie Stephen. By G. W. Prothero


■II. The Enemy's Camp. Chapter XVII. (To be continued,

Maomillan's Magazine 607

IV. The Need of the Poor. By Will Crooks

Gentleman's Magazine 612 V. The Romance of a Bookseller. By Katharine Tynan .

Cornhill Magazine 616

VI. My Moorish Friends. By Stephen Gwynn

Maomillan's Magazine 624 VII. The Rights of Subject Races. By Henry W. ITevinton Nation 63d VIII. President Roosevelt and the American People. . Spectator 632 IX. Some Orators at Westminster. By Henry W. Lucy

Albany Review 635 X. A Transformed London Outlook 637


XI. The Pale Worker. By B. Paul Neuman . . Spectator 678

XII. In The Forest. By Wilford Wilson Gibton Academy 578


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