Birmingham state herald., 1895-11-10
GOSSIP FROM BOOKLAND.

Frank Frankfort Moore-do not con- found him with George Moore, the un- enviable author of Esther Waters-wrote a novel set in a humorous key. "They Call It Love-" which proves more than refreshing to the weary novel reader, and gained for the English author quite an extended reputation.
 MT. Moore has published new novel, "The Sale of a Soul" which bears the im- print of the present year. z.zThis new work is a splendid story on the rather hackneyed theme of the "new Woman, to whom many writers of today devote their best thought and attention, vafnly endeavoring to solve an impossible prob lem. MT. Moore takes up this new wom- an, with her discontent and ideals and all her complainngs of not being "un- derstood." which more often signifies not sufficiently appreciated. and treats of her in rather novel way, However 1t is true that MT. Moores instinct for fun sometimes takes him over the confines of comedy Into the parlous region of bur lesque. This quality of fun and humor was original and characteristic in "They Call It Love-" but in 'The Sale of SouI'' came perilously near making the story a complete burlesque of the new woman; but this is to be said in MT. Moores fa- Vor, that in the treatment of his charac- ter Agnes Hadley he gives a healthy and wholesome story. Some idea of the authors treatment may be gained from the following:i
 You never understood me, Claude"
 "That is why I have left you. Great Heavens! What was there to understand about you my dear?" he cried. His voice was the voice of one who is amused and this was very irritating to her
 You have always looked on me as diff ferinP in no reSDect from other women H
 You canscarcely say that, seeing that l married you, and none of the other wo- men,
 You shouldl have married one of the other women. I wish you had"
 q don't. Neither do you. If I had married some one else you might have run away from a man who would not have understood you we'll enough to pre- vent you, and you would have been half way to the devil by this time. What you need is a good cry, my dear"
 To appreciate the humor of this very unique husband you must know that his wife ran away with her lover and that the husband ran after them and very thoughtfully took her poodle dog with him and brandy as preventive of sea- sickness. Frederick A. Stokes Com pany)
 MT Frank R. Stockton gave us cap- ital book when he wrote "The Adventures of Captain Horn" The story was in MT. Stocktons happiest vein. and was full of adventure and the discovery of a buried treasure equal to $200, 900. GOO. This enormous sum was divided among three or possibly four characters, and the author wanted to tell how Captain Horns friends spent their money after they had found 1t. "I was particularly sorry" says Mir. Stockton, mot to be able to relate the experiences of Mrs. Cliff after her return as a millionaire to her native town of Plainton. I am now engaged on a novelette, to be called Mrs Cliff in Plainton.'' D This should prove an unusually interesting book.
 Not a particularly new, but very interesting book is Tn a Club Corner" the monologue of man who might have been sociable, by A. P. Russell. The opening pages contain some bright, crisp thoughts upon the art of conversation, which Dean Swift said was the least handled, and yet the most difficult of subjects. Surely the club man who was equipped with so many bon mots should have been more generously inclined than to have withdrawn to club corner to enjoy them all alone, for verify one is