Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-07-08
MISS CLEVELAND's BOOK.
Some Extracts Which Give an Idea of
Her Style.

Some Extracts Which Give an Idea of
Her Style.
NEW YORK, July THE following are
extracts from Miss Cleyeland's book,
which was issued to-day:
FROM JOAN OF ARC"
Had the ability to narrate the story of
Joan OF Arc wOrthily, l could scarcely
nave the heart to add one more to the
lengthy list OF poems, and rOmances, and
histories which, from u Shakespeare,
oouthey and Schiller to the prize essay
lsts and undergraduates, have acoumu-
lated since tie fifteenth century. Yet,
had | such a desire, il would not take
long time nor greatspace totell the round,
unFarnished tale. Unasssted by tradi-
ton, stripped OF romance and Invention,
We ind That few simple pictures make
the panorama Of her lite. A little peasant
maiden, doing lOwly service in the cot
tage home at Domremy; a mail-clad
! maiden leading forth her soldiers from
the gates Of Orleans; two faithful feet ON
| fagots at ItOuen; radiant face uplitted
TO the reckoning skies; cruciiX upheld
IN shriyeling flame; kissed hands; a
wreath OF smoke for shr0ud, a Wrack of
smoke for pail, heap Of ashes and-a
franchised soul!
There is no figure in history more incen-
! diary to the imagination than this Joan
OF Arc-nOJ one which more enlists the
energies Of the Phlistine approaching us
from every quarter which demands that
we subdue to the substantial hues
ofthe historic ina ZinatiOn this tale which
we are predestined by him to invest with
the ethereal tints OF the poetic imagine
ton. The Philstine's error is always in
his premises. His conclusions are
unassailabe, always logical therefore
always wrong, because founded upon
wrong premises. He frOwus down the
story OF Joan because II shines and glOWs
in rOse-cOlOr. His error IL in denying to
history any rOse-colOr. He starts with
the premise that rOse-cOlOr Is OF no use,
and ends with the conclusion that there
are no roses.
Now rose would smell as sweet by
any other name, simply because It must
still remain q rose. And a rose mas its
rights as well as a cabbage. The cab
bage-groWers say il does not pay as well
as cabbage, but all the same the rose is
red and sweet and immortal. A true
story of the Maid of Orleans will take
among many accessories with which the
poets have invested her, but she must still
remain glowing rose in history, fair and
immortal.
FROM ''RECIPROCITY."
The word reciprocity is used to denote
the Quid pro gUO which inberes in all our
relations with each Other-the giue and
take of the common lot, those mutuallties
which the mere fact of living makes our
privilege and our duty; the debit and
credit OF everyday affairs; the roll of our
liability and assessments as members Of
tue great firm Of humanity.
Among all delusiOns by
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OF life, | know Of none more honest and
more vain than this, that we are actually
independent, that we depend only upon
ourselves, that no one is necessary to US.
Perhaps not one of us is without per-
s0nal convincing experience of the i'm
possibility Of standing alone in this world.
l suspect brief experience is sufficient;
it is one Of which we are not proud, and
which we are not eager to exhibit. In
truth, it is ridiculous. if not pathetic, this
attempt to get along alOne-ridiculOus
because 80 plainly TO other eyes failure,
pathetic because to One's own eyes the
righteousness is so invisible. Occasion
ally conspicuous example illustrates our
proposition. Witness beautiful, way
ward VhGreau, astride of his preferred
pumpkin IN his wilderness, lord over no
man, lOrded over by none, and believing
himself independent OF heart, Independent
of head, as he was independent in all ma
terial affairs. Yet let his own charming
confession, albeit unconscious, show us
how his human heart unloRded itself Of
love to sylvan creatures. What perfect
reciprocity of affection was between him
and the squirrels, birds, fishes How his
large, involuntary lOyingpess depended
on them for OmpaniOnship! How that
intellect whion he deprived of converse
with the living, yet held communion in
that wilderness with the sageg and seers
OF the past! How his mind depended on
their intellectual cdlRGr0lef{e-nOne the
less, to ThOreau, cGHlGrGdeTte, because
wholly ghostly.
II is not in the superficial reciprOcities
of social lite, in the realm of manners, in
the exchange of cOuTtosies and forms
not in the commerce Of intellectual lite.
in the interchange Of thought, that the
law Of reciprocity is most influential. It
is in the affections that We make our best
and worst bargains, our most saving and
most ruinOus exchanges.
In the fresh young years of our lives
there IS facility of feeling, readiness Of
devotion, areckless expenditure of faith
ana love. We who have forever passed
beyond those years Of glorious Dr0di-
gality may we'll eXpend a sigh upon their
loss, and deem the calculating wisdom
four later lives dubious exchange. Oh,
those days Of opuient bankruptcy, when
we were rich in Outlawed debts Of friend
ship-those wealthy insOlYeuces, when
we owed everybody and everybody owed
us love, and faith, and loyalty! How
quickly did our broken banks begin again
their reckless discount! How promptly