The San Francisco call., 1897-08-22

interesting himself IN the puollcat1On ol tne
addresses delivered by him at Oxford on land
scape painting.
Sarah Grand is on the warpath again, and
her forthcoming novel will not only be "a
study of a woman's ife from the cradle 10 the
grave" but the subject OF heredity viii be
seriously dealt with. Alas, alas! Another
problem novel, just when we deemed the cult
had died natural death. Heinemann OF
London will publish the book.
The passion for pamphlet magazines has
reached England In the Antl-Phllistlne
Messrs j. & H. Crowley, of London and Edln-
burgh, much attention is being paid to Ameri-
can writers. Selections from the work OF
Eugene Field, Ambrose Bierce, Stanley Water
loo, Opie Read and Percival Pollard are ap-
pearing in the pages of this periodical.
A Queens barber is certainly somebody,
and NJ Jean Leonard was Marie An toinette's
coiffeur. Necessarily NJ. Leonard was master
friseur and gossip. NJ. Teixeira de Mattos
has translate the memoirs of the barber, and
the volume will be illustrated. Marie An
toinette, en- peignoir. poor lady, must have
been charming.
William Black has been coaxed out of his
shell and put through the "oideal by inter
view" He has confessed that he is not a
i
says, when they describe heather as bloom
ing in the spring 1 give them up" He al
| mires j. NJ Barrie's work, however, which he
| characterizes as delightful.
The circumstance that NJ. Zola and the late
Henri Meilhac began life in a similar capa-
| city is not very well known. They were both.
| as Youths e4hploved in the shop of the famous
| Parisian booksellers and publishers, Messrs.
| Hatchee d Co. Meilhac's work consisted OF
! climbing the ladders and fetching the books
from the shelves, Zola's i'll packing them up.
t In letter to one of the London papers, Miss
! Glider writing about large sums paid to Eng
| lish authors by American publishers, says
! 81 do not think that our publishers are In
! any mood to take plunges in the
dark. They have done enough of this
sort of thing. The head of one OF our
largest firms said to recently that he in
! tended 10 pay no more fancy prices for names,
! and, what was more, he did not intend TO buy
| any authors manuscript until he had seen it.
| A wise conclusion, it seems to me, and one ar
rived at after some sad experiences"
The editor of the Louisiana (Mo.) Press, says
| New spaperdom, has at least one subscriber
! who does not appreciate the paper and who
writes in the following feryid fashion order
| ing the discon tinuance OF il: "Pryson l rote
! you to stop my paper lCdnt you to stop 1t am
| getting enough OF your scheme to make me
take your paper state once more don want
| your dog gon old paper the post Mrs. has mott
lied you and she has got record of it and II you
don't stop the dam thing i win give you a
| piece of my mind. Stop that paper haven't
| taken home none OF them out of the ofes."
Some one has been collecting specimens OF
odd advertisements in Chicago. 'Get your
/ daily bread from this wagon" is on a bakers
| cart. "Our bicycle ambulance will call for
| crippled Wheels" reads sign. shoestore
| advertises, Equality, all kinds; prices. your
kind" \ knowing druggist has this placard
in the window: "Come in-buy stamp, wait
! for the car. or consult the directory" "The
One-Arm Laundry is on the South Side" 1--WE
| will shake you for the drinks" is a saloonist Us
! announcement. An undertaken has sign in
his window proclaiming the fact that he has a
good line of caskets on hand, and that he gives
| 10 per cent off for cash.
Sixty-two years have passed since Mrs. Eel
| icia Dorothea Hemans, the poetess, passed
away, and Liverpool is now considering the
! erection of q local memorial IN her honor.
! A prize fund for lyrical poetry probably will
! be raised and given in trust 10 University
! College of that city. 1t might be more appro-
| pirate to erect a tablet to Mrs. Hemans' mem
| ory in the little Church OF St. Anne's, in Dub
| lin, where she lies buried. In fact, says the
Philadelphia Record, Liverpool is doing a
| gratuitous deed in establishing this fund.- for
Mrs. Hemans thought the Liverpudlians of her
own day stupid and provincial. Though
| born there, her father was an 1rishman and
| her mother German. She spent her child.
| hood in wild Wales and her happier age ID
Edinburgh and Dublin. But whatever the
memo orisl may be, or wherever located, it will
! be pleasant tribute OF posterity TO the sin ger
of ''Casa bianca," The Lost Pleiad'' and "The
/ Pilgrim Fathers"
feature of Professor Drummond's charac-
ter, which has been missed by many who have
! given an estimate OF the man, his humor
says a writer in The Bookman. There was o
stately gravity about him, which kept out.
sders from seeing the playful side of his
nature, vet he was fonc of little practical
| jokes and could hoax his friends to perfec-
tion. An old student friend OF his relates that
! the last time he saw him was at dinner to
which they had been invited to meet Lon
don celebrity, who was to address meeting 6
| afterward. Drummond came over to his
! friend and whispered, "Do you want to go to
! this meeting?" He shook his head a little
sadly, feeling that there was help for it,
and then said, with a touch of mischief in his
eye, "We'll rum" They took an early oppor.
! tuE1ty, When every D0uy was attending 10 the
celebrity, to slip out, and went along TO Drum
mond's house with the glee of two schoolboys
! playing truant. Drummond enjoyed the es.
| cape hugely, and chuckled with glee over the
! joke they had played on the celebrated man.
They had got his honey he said, without his
| sting.
In a recent issue of Golfers Weekly, TO
| which he contributes an interesting depart
| ment, Mr. Edgar Saltus laments the increase
of the publishers trade, which he says has
"long since done its worst to discourage the
! collecting of books. The trouble, according
| to him. is that in the multiplicity of books we
| have almost lost the habit of reading,
and quite lost the desire for collecting.
| There are published in this country,
he saws, five novels O. day; of these a
hundred live three months; fifty, six months,
and two reach the ripe old age of one year
| The proportion OF other works that are pup.
| lished and live is not much greater. To such
| an extent even" he continues, tdoes mortal
| ity prevail among them that it is difficult to
! thumb the annual catalogue of American
Literature without comparing it 10 fat Hic
Jacet, cemetery of epitaphs of dead
| decomposed futile and forgotten efforts u
| Why does Mr.. Saltus blame the publishers for
this unhappy state of things? They are no,
| coaxing people to write books In fact a r.