The record-union., 1899-03-19

plates, Rail LOule pictures ana QldSTdIHS,
Illuminate and add to the value Of this
very timely work.
j. S. Ogilvie Publishing Company
(New York; has sent from press neat
little volume intended to be COM
parion to BLACK Beauty" widely
known as the "Uncle Toms Cabin of
the Horse" The title is white
Dandy" 1t is pretty and teaching
lstory. It gives horse his SAY" and
assumes that he can talk and talk we'll,
|too. 1t is by Velma Caldwell Melville,
a pleasing writer. 1t is a book to de-
light the enthusiasts in. societies for
the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals.
1t is a merciful, a kindly story, and will
tend strongly to make whoever reads
it more thoughtful for the welfare Of
dumb beasts given us for our. uses.
From the press of Peter Eckler (New
York; we have work entitled 1.-The
Wilderness of Worlds A Popular
Sketch of the Evolution of Matter from
Nebula to Man and Return.' We
content ourselves with brief notice of
rather ponderous illustrated volume.
For II is scientific discussion which
cannot be given consideration here and
now 1t is by George w. Morehouse, a
scientist, astronomer and author. The
claim is that the facts given are based
on the latest researches and discoveries,
and that it embraces the conclusions of
the most advanced thinkers and spe-
cialists in the various branches of sci
entific inquiry. 1t is, we are free to
" n i,,o
chapters, very plain speaking, very
understandable volume, bold,z vigorous
and aggressive. In his preface the
author says:
| l have in my mind a wilderness of
trees. Those near me are of gigantic
size; IN the distance they seem smaller
and smaller. fading gradually until the
utmost limit of vision is reached. Not
a single clearing is to be seen. The
ground is covered with seeds, many
of which are beginning to vegetate.
There are innumerable seedlings and
young trees, and mature trees; all
stages, the living, the dying the dead,
and the PROSTATE, mouldering trunks
a fair, wonderful, but natural scene
raise my eyes and look outward into
SPACE. l see the wilderness of worlds
The one on which I stand seems of i'm
mense size. The innumerable multi
tude beyond fade in the distance. I run
to the telescope; my vision is extended a
thousand fold; millions more come into
view, and in the thousand times more
distant circle of vision fade gradually
until in the outer limits only glimpses
can be caught of faint points of light.
Inc worlds, too, are of all ages like the
trees, and the great deep of space is
streWn with their dust, and is pulsating
with the potency of new births How
grand complete and sublime are the
works and workings Of nature We
stand with bowed heads, entranced and
speeches. in the presence of. the uni
verse. Held in it's all-embracing arms,
we are Of it-one and inseparahle.
Prom the press of the Century Com
pany (New York; we have the .'Per-
sonal Narrative of the Sinking of the
Merr1mac." 1t is by Lieutenant Hob
SON. 1t is freely and handsomely IL
lustrated. The chapters appeared in
serial form in the Century Magazine"
concluding with the latest number. We
read the story as it appeared, with alb
sorbing interest. 1t is a plain. un-
vanished tale, told modestly. without
egotlsm and clearly is a faithful ac-
count of one of the most romantic and
herclc incidents in the history of the
American navy. No one will regret the
time given to its reading, or the pos
session of book which has such dra-
matte as well as heroic and historic
interest