The herald., 1895-11-24

tous of the stories and sketchis that
m axe up the latest volume OF Mci.aren is
now running in The Book man. the new
and Immensely popular masazine pub.
lished by Dodd, Mead & Co., entitled
Drumsheughs Love Story. but, like
Crockett, this new Scotch author seems
to have the knack OF making even the
Sigh OF his sketches attractive. This
last offering to the public is worthy one
and on some accounts will provs one OF
the most popular of the whole list. 1t is
what so many people like, book that
can oe read piece IN cal without loss OF in
terest-it is good all through.
Il SIS
SONGS FROM THE GOLDEN GATE
Hou,hton, Mitiiin & Co.. Boston.
1t il a matter of sincere congratulation
that Miss Coulhrith, who is cas- ly hrst
among California women VINO have essay
Ell p etry, should have found such pub.
fishers and have st least the satisfaction
of seeing her best WORK fittirgly enshrin-
ed ia tbs charming volume how before
Us. 1t was announced some time ago
that the California Guild OF Authors
would undertake this and we presume it
is through their efforts that 1t has heen
so Witty ana satisiactor accom- lisE Ell.
Miss Coolbri.h has done some good
work. and done it so tho. oughly, that not
even the professional lampooners Thn
have so banefully sffected literary rk-
or belttle her offerings. She has at last
the opportunity OF the wider hearing to
which her talent eNtitles her. ana We
predict very easy sale for the book. 1t
should be in every California household.
The volume opens with a rather ambi-
tious POEM, California, flight that iair-
IL tried the singers wing, but did not
overweight her. The closing lines that
have helped to make picture OF the bay
OF San Francisco, are fine ard strong:
Saw the silvery ripples of the brook,
The fruit upon this bills, the waving
trees.
And mellow fields of harvest; saw the
Gate
Burn IN the sunset the thin thread OF
Creep white across the Saucelito bills;
Till the day dArkened down the OCEAN
rim.
The sunset purpls slipped from Tamal-
pals,
And nag and sky were bright with sud-
den Stars
Aud here is another charming bit of
descriptive verse in at Set OF Sun; this
700 uf the harbor:
"Vague. murmurous SOUNDS the breezes
bear.
A thousand subtle breaths of balm
Blown shurswsri from tns isles OF Calm,
Float in upon the tranoed air.
Ana, NJ uIUlne All us Slaut JaI
The restless waste 81 waters, rolled
TO ons broad sea OF liquid COLA,
Moves singing up the shining Shore"
This is postry, both as to richness Of
thought and skill OF dress, such poetry
as woul1 have bad a hearing before it
only it bad ariler found true patrons or
real iriends.
In A Fancy. humility is taught in
these dainty Ii 'es:
II would not be
stately tree.
Broad bou- he'd, with naughty CREST tnat
seeks The sky,
but
"Rather this wayside flower
To live is happy hour
OF haimy air, OF sunshine, and OF dew.
A sinless face held upward to the olue;
A bird song sung to 1t,
A butterfly to fit
On dazzling wings above 1t. hither'
thither,
sweat surprise Of life-and then ex-
bale
little fragranr soul on the soft gale.
To foat-An! whi.heF?'
1t would be hard to find lines moro
beautiful than these:
REBuKE
1.-THE world is old. and the world ia cold,
And never day is fair" | said.
Out of the heavens the sunlight
rolled,
The green leaves rustled above my
head.
And the sea was sea OF gold.
1.-THE world is false, though the world be
fair,
And never n heart is pure" said.
And 10 the clinginz of white arms bare,
The innocent gold of my ba 5 head
Ana the lisp of childish prayer
The volume closes with the touching
sonnet, A Last Word Ito my mother) and
shows feelin. as eep as it is eel cate d.
Aod agai, we say that this beautiful vol
ume snnul1 find a PLACE in the bones and
hearts of CalitlrGisns-inI that mat
ter wherever genuine poetry has lover.
Ioring over some odds ami ends OF old
books few days ago we came across
there curl rus lines from the writings OF
Du Bartus, who was born in l5i0:
Even as a surgeon, minding oft to cut
Some oureless LIMB. before in us he put
His vlolent engines Oh the vicious mem
Der
Brinae,h hls patient into ssnseless
And painlsss then, guided by use and
To save the whole, saws .. tn infested
part"
We have all been led to believe that
with the exception Of few stray cases
no anastuatics were ever us in surgery
until within the last century. The
Chinese early knew OF a prenaration oil
bemp that would reduce pain, but 'he
uo>siole use of it is only trad ton, and
| t. al 10 about all we know of any ancient