The herald., 1898-09-04
(Edited by Enoch Knight.)
Ballade Of War and Peace

tree.
The trumpets blare and the banners vie
The smoke Of the fight floats high and
low;
All groaning and moaning the fallen lie,
And over the mountain drifts the crow.
On the northern porch where the wood
bines grow
The toy soldiers smile in crooked row.
And the white dove COOS In the white rose
tree.
The breezes over the new graves sigh,
Where there wasn't a grave day ago,
And dirge ascends to a leaden sky
A sky that Is fraught with dream Of
woe;
But the sky smiles sweet where the still
hours know
That the brook blossom bends to the
booming bee.
Oh! the mowers sing as they blithely NOW,
And the white dove coos in the white rose
ENvOI
While the soldier dashes to strike the foe,
Though he fall while praying for victory,
The plow down the furrowed field moves
slow.
r. X. MunkittrIck in Golfers Weekly.
Messrs. D. Appleton & Co.'s announce
ments include Spanish Literature" by
James Fitz Maurice-Kelly, a new volume
In The Literatures OF the World series,
edited by Edmund Gosse; 1.-The History
Of the World" new volume in The
Concise knowledge Library; Historic
Boston and Its Neighborhood," His
toric Pilgrimage personally conducted
by DR.. Edward Everett Hale; "Our
Country's Flag" by Edward s. Holden;
"The Earth and Sky" by Edward S.
Holden; phillips Experiments, or Phys
1cal Science at Home" by Prof. John
Trowbridge Of Harvard university; 1.-THE
House of Hidden Treasure" a novel, by
Maxwell Gray; "The Widower." by w.
E. Norris; 1.-THE Lust Of Hate" by Guy
Boothby; and 1.-The Gospel Writ in
Steel" by Arthur Paterson.
O o o
The Critic has come in It's new form,
and 1t Is a pleasant thing to praise 1t,
for It Is a publication that only needs
to have the truth said of II. 1t takes
on the character OF The Bookman, and
in some respects Is even better. Espec-
tally will readers enjoy Miss elders
work in 1.-THE Lounger." She has more
space at her command than in the week.
ly, and the work Is also little more
carefully done, as was to be expected
with the coming OF the monthly make
up.
Here Is one Of the many good things
In this first number:
A friend Of mine was standing In
front Of MacMonnies' "Bacchante," in the
Metropolitan Museum OF Art, not long
ago, wrapt In admiration OF the grace
and buoyancy Of the figure when two
young women came along and stopped
in front Of 1t. II don't wonder the Bos-
ton public library rejected It," said the
younger Of the two: 'T'd have rejected
It myself. wouldn't be seen with it.
It's positively indecent" "And perfect
ly ridiculous" said the elder. 1.-THE idea
Of feeding grapes to baby as young as
that"
The Jubilee anniversary Of Plymouth
church was a noteworthy affair, and the
speeches on that occasion, as appears by
the space given them in the published re-
ports. were worthy of the occasion. The
prevailing note in them was cry for
more to be done for the world by the
church, and that the church should not
live too much in itself and for itself. The
most outspoken and striking of all the
utterances was the speech of President
VIM. J. Tucker Of Dartmouth college.
Among other things he said:
call your attention to the very theories
and doctrines which the church has tried
to make itself believe, and trained its chill
dren to believe, based on the exclusiveness
and separateness Of its life from that Of
the common humanity. call your
attention to the ease with which the church
A-yl~ - ill., -
cial classification and becomes identified
with men In classes. I call your attention
to its contentment with works Of charity
: and rescue. which reach the few, instead OF
concern about changing the conditions
which affect all. I call your attention to the
want Of q steadfast and united effort and
struggle In regard 10 those interests which
are wrapped up In the life Of the city and
The church cannot go on with its ad-
vanced work under present contradictions,
here and there a few souls the world over
losing themselves In the life of others, and
everywhere else the church. In one way or
another, building itself up out Of the world
NEW YORK NocTuRNEs AND
OTHER POEMS. By Charles c. D.
Roberts. Lamson, Wolfe & Co.
The reading public has, long had live
ly sense Of Mr.. Roberts capabilities and
promise as a writer Of stories, but not
all Of us knew him to be poet as WELL
1.-THE Forge in the Forest" that fine story
OF our far northern woods and rivers, is
perhaps the most charming Of all his
prose works, and has set the pattern Of
his future work in that line. This little
volume of verse Is distinctively above
anything else he has done in this line.
The "nocturne" in literature has been so
often misused and abused that it is a re-
lief to find the word understood and aptly
applied, as It is here. The little pictures
Of the great city's life are very true and
very touching, as witness this one of
NIGHT IN A DOWN TOWN STREET
Not In the eyed, expectant gloom
Where soaring peaks repose
And inconcommunicable space
Companions with the SHOWS
Not IN the glimmering dusk that crawls
Upon the unclouded sea,
Where bourneless wave on bourneless
wave
Complains continually:
Not In the palpable dark Of woods,
Where cropping hands clutch fear,
Does night her deeps Of solitude
Reveal unveiled as here.