The Indianapolis journal., 1897-05-30

is matter of no earthly Importance save
that the new list does not contain the name
of Marie Corelli. This will be great news
for the admirers of that egregous novelist,
who has gained much of her vogue through
the understanding that her Majesty was
devoted TO "Barabbas' and The Mighty
Atom and all the other wondrous works.
Max Muller describes two meetings of his
with Macaulay. He had made his
quaintance in 1854 at Bunsen's house. Ma
caulay had been invited there Ito meet
Herr Won Radowitz. for short time prime
minister in Prussia, and the most famous
talker in Germany 1t was, indeed. tour
nament to watch. but as il was in English,
which Radowitz spoke we'll yet not well
enough Tor such contest, MacauIay car
ried the day, though RadoWitz eXcelIed IN
repartee, in anecdotes, and in a certain ele-
gance more telling in French than in En-
giish.
Mr. Howells has just finished for the
American Book Company a volume ent-
tied "Ohio Stories" to make one of series
to which Mr.. Frank Stockton is to con-
tribute New Jersey Stories' and Mr.. Joel
Chandler Harris Georgia Stories Mr..
Howells will now take up and complete the
serial that was announced for this year IN
Harper's Bazar but which will really be
the leading serial in that periodical next
year. It's title is Ragged Lady. His
ner's, viii come to a close in September or
October.
Mr. F. Hopkinson Simth has just finished
a new novel entitled "Caleb Westminster
Diver" 1t will begin to appear serially in
the Atlantic Monthly. probably in October,
and be published as a book in the spring of
next year. Two of Mr.. Smiths former
characters, both heroes in their way play
important parts in this story. Captain Joe,
the man who saved Hoboken ferryboat
from sinking in midstream by forcing ms
body into a cash left in the boats side
by colliding tug; and Major Tom Slo-
combe of Poconoke, already known to US
in "A Gentleman Nagabond.
The London Chronicle says; Many
wrongs have been laid to the charge of
the bicycle, and now it seems it is accused
in France of being a literary destroyer.
Publishers complain of their shelves being
incumbered with piles of yellow-coVered
novels and even of more serious WoIks,
for which there is absolutely no sale. Ine
market for Zola, Ohnet and Daudet Is IaIl-
ing off, and the percentage to be DEDUCTED
from their issues grows larger day by day
So long as it is light every able-bodied hui
man being is upon wheels, and when they
come home people are too tired to read
Mrs. Ida Harper, who recently went to
the home of Miss Susan B. Anthony, in
Rochester, N Y, to write her biography,
writes to a friend in Terre Haute that the
mass of manuscripts, documents and let
ters was even greater than Miss Anthony
herself realized until they were brought out
from the storage places in which they had
been placed from time to time during tne
last half century. Mrs. Harper says: we
have had offers from the largest puDllshlng
houses in Boston and New York, nVe or
six of them, and you will be surprised When
you see who gets the contract. 1t VIII snow
what Western enterprise can do. IL Will
be work of two volumes or 4UO pages each,
and will contain a great many pictures, ana
l presume. the largest colectlon OF auto
graphs ever published in one work
Mrs. Jeanette Walworth, whose tales of
Southern life of the old and new time have
been very interesting to Northern readers,
has been making a brief visit in New
York Her home is in Natchez, Miss,
where in her little garden on the last
day of last December she gathered bush
ell basketful of roses. by actuai measure
ment, to send to a friends wedding. Mrs.
Walworth recently had a singular offer
made her by a Western admirer, personal
ly unknown to her, who wrote: Il nave
read every line of your works, ana IL you
will prove to me the existence of the soul
l will endow a college in any town you
may choose. l have weighed man just
before and after death, and his weight was
the same Where was.the soul?" Perhaps
Marie Coreli, who is expert in souls, might
answer him.
Mary E. Wilkins is a blonde, small In
stature and with a face whose earnest
ness recalls her own New England Num-
One day at Mrs. Louise Chandler Moultons
the conversation drifted into reminiscence,
and, with a good deal Of laughter, con-
fessions were made of childish sins. Miss
Wilkins related her one falsehood with
smile it is true, but in a way which clear
ly showed the sensitive conscientousness
Of her nature. Once when very smal! she
strayed into the dining room before dinner
and climbing UP to the table abstracted
few grapes Her mother coming in soon
after noticed a slight disarrangement and
asked the child if she had taken any. grapes.
Hastily the little one answered, no
mamma" and the matter dropped All the
aftarnoon however, the falsehood sat
heavily on the chiId's conscience until in the
twilight she threw her curley golden head
upon her mothers lap and sobbed her con-
feSSiOn,