The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1869-03-24
Magazine.

THE ATLANTIC MONTHLY, for April. IL nor
| more brilliant, is certainly more than usn.
ally lively number. Mr.. Higginson's "Mal-
bone" is continued, and grows better and let
ter. DIR. Brewer writes pleasantly of 'aThs
Mission of Birds giving us many facts which
rebound to the credit OF these vilifed feather
ed friends of ours, and assigning them high
er place in the scale OF usefulness than Is usu-
ally accorded them. Then we have the first
part of the Autobiography OF Shaker" by
+. w. Evans; "How We Grow in the Great
Northwest by s. Fl. Gay; ga Carpet Bageer
in Pennsylvania" by j. T. Trowbridge; The
Foe in the Household" Part II-by the au-
thor Of "Victor and Jacqueline;;' and very
interesting article by an anonymous writer,
on sour Inebriates.' " Doorstep Acquaint-
ance" by w. d. Howells; "The Pacific Rail-
road-Open," by Samuel Bowles; "A Ride
with Mad Horse in Freight Car" BY W.
H. III. Murray, are the remaining prose arti-
cles There are two poems. OF these "Run
Wild,'' by Bayard Tayler, reprinted by MS on
Saturday, is carefully-wrought picture of
deserted garden, which reads like an echo Of
Hoods Haunted House."
PUTNAM's, for April, has three more chan
ters of To-day; Romance; ConAagra-
tion,' poem by j. j. Piatt; Incidents in
the Spanish Struggle" by Ellie Reclus; "a
Stranded Ship" Part IL, by L. Clarke Davis;
"A Political Romance" by w. f. G. Shanks,
in which Andrew johnson and Parson Brown
low are the principal figures; an account of
Hunting in Cashmere" by Capt j. f. Elten;
my Man Antony by B. M. Copeland; a
translation OF an Ode of Hsrace; ''The East.
ern Question: by j. s. G. Abbott; a sketch
OF John Bright by G. NJ. Towle; an account
of the Young Mems Christian Association, by
j. w. Ballard, and "A Curiosity of Literature"
by Theodore johnson. The last named arti.
Gle is a curiosity, indeed, though hardly in the
sense in which the writer meant to apply that
term. Mr.. johnson undertakes to show that
the famous ode, "The Burial of Sir John
Moore" was noe written by the Englishman
Wolfe, whose name it has always borne, but Is
a mere translation of poem which exists both
in the French snd German, and was impu-
IDENTITY palmed off by Wolfe as his own produc-
ton. He reprints for us the German and
French versions, expressing his conviction
that the former is the original, and the latter,
like the English, mere translation. This
would be very pretty discovery of plagiary
but for the fact well known to persons famil-
ior with the literature of the generation pre-
ceding ours, that both these poems, the French
and the German, were written by the famous
Father Prout" (O'Mahoney) of Blaokwood,
and were one of the cleverest hoaxes ever per
petrated by that inveterate joker. The edito-
rial contributions to this mag Azine, treating Of
literature, art and of current events are full Of
interest. (Received by Loring Short & Har-
mon.
Our YOUNG FoKKs, is as good as gold. 1t
has more of the "Story of Bad Boy" which
is certainly not bad story; something from
Mr.. Agassiz about corals; Wrecks and
Wreckins" by Major Traverse; "How to
Talk" by E. E. Hale; more of William Hen
ry's correspondence, illustrated as usual, and
several good pictures. 1t is an alarming fact,
perhaps, but still it is fact that the omnipre-
sent woman question" has got into the child
ren's magazines. Our Young Folks has live
ly dialogue of which the subject is swoman's
rights. Where will this irrepressible question
show itself next?