Delaware tribune, and the Delaware state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1877-18??, 1877-06-14
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DOCK It's name, ls that OF mature
man who reteps 40 E1ginna utter
yeara of tfagA GAve well ni4ARs>SA h1n
with IN the sightS This world hSs to show.
only to fall madiy in love with beautiful
face. The girl il immature and absoluAe2v
selfish. She marries him reluctantly and
gratiRss h@ spite by mailing lin -
able, and Aeny Aifts Afterwards with an
Adoais ika yasf srs411 a. ss~sss r7..s
- ' iitt,s - is%. 800 I saiE osr .,.,
7 ...- a. she dos IA
everyone eae except hetssaf Ind ~
brother. Her, beauty y st6alsd btsntaAny
by AZ accident which occurs just In tinaa
to save her from compromising her repu-
tation, and which in tas4 xssufls IN kilhna
her vanity sufficiently 70 allow some littlS
feeling ct gratitude to grow up In her. "a I
The osnex stnry " that Of lovely and
rich widow who married has counin on his
death-bed to crafty him, while her heart
was half broken by unrequited love for
faithless triasr and who finally falls In love-
VT. With man younger thAp Aeipali After ~
fusipg scores. Phe y very real and lov-
able woman, however, and will appear 10
most readers the heroine Of the book. Tn
third story Is that Of giddy young eirl
who marries IN q business way mater Of.
fact old fellow, whom she rather like, and
makes very good and faithful wife.
The novel is q well written one and.the
characters quits graphically portrayed,
while there il an excellent moral in IL a. to
the temper and spirit, the selashness and
ahallowness, that may lie behind face
beautiful as that 81 a pictured angel
The authoress should drop any attempt
in the future to drag America
or Americans into her stories, Size
attempts but little, but that little is OF the
sort that once angersd our people but
now only. excites smile Of mingled
amusement and contempt. On q. steam
ship she introduces Miss Maud Maria
Hutchins who has been travelling in
Europe, and whose father the authoress
says lis one Of the class his countrymen
love to call petroleum or
'shoddy." This young lady gets of
such utterances as the following: ''Guess
your friends got touch of the dismals."
81 noticed he wasn't much up on his
meals" "Guess your tokin fun at me. +"
''Jest So" "Well you dew astound me
anyhow" Thus it runs on, the character
being doubtless transferred boldly from
the stage of some small English theatre to
the pages of the book. This little evidence
of the writer's provincial ignorance will not.
however, hurt the book in American eyes.
ss II is reasonable to presume she knows
enough Of English society to enable her
to write Of II more understandinQly than
she does of even the shoddy class Of Amer
leans. The book as a whole il an inter
esting one, somewhat out the beaten track
all novel writer's must pursue, and hence
will repay perusal. 1t is for sale here by
Boughuanj Thomas h Co., AL Market
street, through whom we receive IL from
the publishers.
AB BtiSiss,r,,, The s,oy q psssm; By ou,da
Louise de la Rance, known to the world
as "ouida" lives in her beautiful villa al
Florence and takes delight In art, In
horses and in dogs, for one OF the latter Of
which she hes erected d fine marble tomb,
Here she writes the novels which appeat
to delight thousands of readers and Which,
it is said, their author is pleased to know
offend the English taste and temper
since, though reared in England and
writing in English, she despises OF
processes to despise English criticism Of
art aud literature. -.
Here she has tus. written another book
with the title given above and it is as
likely as its predecessor to offend what.
ever is most pure and wholesome in Eng.
lish or American taste. The story is told
by an old Roman cobbler, himself an
actor in it, and is largely filed up with
art criticism and opinion, the man beipo
impregnated with the Roman atmosphere
Of art, snd having positive opinions,
often running counter to those of the
critics, and for which he gives no othe,
reason than that he believes in them be.
cause he does.
Through SO convenient mouthpiece Of
her own making ''Ouida" manages easily
to get off large amount Of opinion about
art, especially sculpture, md also to tell a
story of Illicit love which runs nearly par
a,lel with dream Of Ariadne which the
cobbler has, browsing amid the marbles Of
the Caesars Gallery, just before he meets
the heroine. The story thus told must be
rather dragging for those novel readers
who read simply for the story, and who
would consider the digressions made to
enable Ouida to discuss through the
mouth of the cobbler questions of art
with sculptors she hos created to agree
with hef. 10,
We do not propose telling the story in
brief here. Suffice it to say that every true
and honorable love comes to grief and
and that the mere pursuit of a cloyed and
stated libertine cretites in the mind Of tbs
heroine that love which becomes the Law
of her being, which crowds out all othe,
feeling or emotion, crushing out honor
able ambition, silencing the voices of duty
affection and gratitude and CAUSING
her to rush gladly to he,
careless lovers unhallowed embrace and te
love him with all the same intensity afte1
he has east her off, and only blame hersel,
because she did not know how to Meas,
him better, and TO prefer in neglect The
memory that he had loved her to any con
ISOLATION which love or ambition could offer
This is the sort Of love writer,
like "Ouida" delight to glorify and which
it is to be hoped exists only in their ow,
warped imaginations, and the imaGina
tons of the women who believinely reno
their works. We say women, for W,
doubt if the veriest rake alive, among men
can delude himself into the belief tina