New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-11-11
LITERARY NOTES.

LITERARY NOIEo.
Mr.. George Meredith will not It is said send to the
reviewers his new volume OF poems-he holds that
they have enough Of him as novelist. The BOOK
contains n long poem curiously called line Sasc
Ennmoured and The Modest Lady"
ID is recorded that Laurence Oliphant died-at
York House. Twickcnhan-in the room III WHICH
Queen Anne was born
Mr. Arthur Stcdman contributes to the current
number of THE Review OF Reviews biosr"phcai
paper on the late Herman Melvile-a paper Us Va'uoe
IN It's data 10 tho future historian OF American liter
ature MS IL is graceful and poetcal IN FORM
remains one OF the most fascinating OF American poo"s
and we should be glad to see a new editioh' ucSs"
In odcrnNnccdcs of the printers ana bihoer "''
The old fashioned attire of its early appeas ~
not particularly attractive In reference 10 t,o TO-
pers publication OF Melvllle's looks Mr.. o'eone"
aptly SAYS: u do not know better example VI 'no
sagacity with which the literary departments oi ""
great pnblshnc houses were managed, even gene.
alton ago than Is presented by Melvilies case in'
sagacity is indeed necessary to their H"se H
With the exception OF 'Typee,' winch was ~. -,
from another house, the American hfih o'o"s,'
all the other works mp to Pierre Oh " "''' o.'
system hut for Pierre they offered mich more col"
arrangement and for hseotcr books. except
.p.t,I. Pieces Melville had to seek new puohshers'
"A INNS, no remembered In connection Win inc"
action That Melville at the zenith oil ms rcp"'
10, a, 1852 The wisdom of the firms atttude was
abundantly proved" fine portrait OF MeiNiiio "c
companies Mr.. Stcdman's interesting paper
Here Is q representative poem from the volume OF
verses lust published In England by LechS' tAe
historian:
Upon the tall cliffs cloudwrapt verge
The lonely shepherd stands,
And hears the laundering ocean surge
That sweeps the fai-of strands
And thinks in peace of raging storms
Where he will never be
OF life in all its unknown forms
In lands beyond the sea-
So in our dreams glimpse appears
Though soon it fades again.
How Other lands or times or spneres
Might make us other men,
How half orr being lies In trance.
Nor Joy sorrow brings,
Unless the hand of Circumstance
Can touch the latent strings.
We know not fully what we are,
But hear faint voices from the far
Deep lands beyond the sea-
@Montezuma's Daughter is the title OF Rider laS-
ard's new novel This is the book framed during
his visit 10 Mexico.
"The Boston Herald" seriously asserts that the
other dav "a Boston publishing house. which had re-
GENTLY brought out an edition of The Complete Angler
received a letter addressed to 1zaak Waltoh' ESQ !"
was from clipping bureau. informing that geueih"'
that his book attracting consluerdOle a.Uo'',,
md rcouesng to be allowed to send notices from AT
papers In the United States and Canada"
Lady Duferln used to 60 salmon-fshing and camp
ing with her brilliant husband during his reign 'h
Canada and various pquant descriptions Oh 'nes'
amusoments she has embodied in her "Jouri'i' VIII"
Appleton will soon bring out.
4 South African traveller who took ten-mlc tramp
one morning with Miss Olive Schreiner ana her hNo
& fbourh
sneaker in public assemblies Miss Olive Schreiner IS
an animated conversational, full of thoughts thet
breathe and words that burn, her heart aglow having
been set on fire by Nature and by Intense phanuVp"
sympathy: her naturasm not spot by literary stoies
her afabity not checked by successes lie authoIVs
of The story of South African Farm written when
she was girl of eighteen, has depicted the Kafoo III
far more vivid language than / can command and yet
II must be seen TO be appreciated. To drink IN INC
pure rarefed air to battle in the suns rays tempered
by soft cool winds. so insprs as to make the con-
sciousness Of existence Joy, and banshes all sense
of fatigue. Our rambe was not wholly destitute OF
incident. Once deadly puff adder, three feet long,
elided across our path no uncommon experience, and
while 1 tmidly shrank away, Miss Schrener, borrow
ing my long African stick, went for the reptile, she
cherishing impacable enmity toward all the snake
tribe. We had climbed up 1900 feet, and were
seated 10 admire the vlew when the barking of the
dogs warned that wild animal was In the rocky
ravine lust below Probably 1t was jackal wild
cat possibly only baboon lions practically I'M
known In South Africa, and none had been driven
In for my special benefit although was traveller
from England. We could not induce the dogs to go
after the intruder OF personal anecdotc Miss Schrencr
had no small store with which TO begule the way.
Once for instance she and her sister were disturbed
at night by some unaccountable movements. and in
the morning found snake lying harmlessly in the
bed between them. These not, however, frequent
experiences in South Africa"