The sun., 1899-07-01

inistrust Of her. founded the unconscious VIC
lence offered by her nature to his every memory of
her mother. and his sense tho other hand. OF the
high propricty Of his liking her to which latter
force his interest In Nande rbank was contribution
inssmuch as he was obliged to recognize the part
Of the pair alliance 1t would have been difcult to
explain at Beccles.
Though subtle It cannot be said OF Mrs
Brookenham's conversation that 1t was not
calculated to awaken suspicion in the reflect
ing. Its copiousness, II nothing else. gives It
the air OF being gushing. OF course. she was Il
charming woman. Her voice and her cyes
were quite irresistible She could dispose
herself among the sofa pillows in q way to
make herself seem much younger than her
daughter She had curious and disturbing
powers. 1t Is said in one place that she
opened an inch or two. for Vanderbank. the
door of her dim radiance" Vandcrbank. how
ever had radiance OF his own. and we flnd In
another place. where he and Mrs Brookenham
and Mitchy were conyersing together, that
he shone at them brightly enough, and Mrs
Brook. thoughtful. wistful. candid. took in for
a moment the radiance" There is an aston
fishing address from Nanda to vanderbank on
page 425. All through the book the reader is
led to suppose that she feels very ten
derly toward Nanderbank. but she now de-
livers him over to her mother with the greatest
lose everything" she SAYS DO stick to her
What really waited to say to you-to bring 1t
straight QUITS that don't believe you thor
oughly know how awfnlly she likes you |
hone my saying such thing doesn't affect you
as immodest.' One never knows-but don't
care much II II does. / suppose 1t would be
fmmodest II were to say that | verify believe
she's in love with you. Not for that matter.
that father would mind-he wouldn't mind as
he says. twopenny rap. So"-she eStraor-
dinarily kept it up-"youre welcome to any
good the information may have for you. though
that. dare say. does sound hideous. No mat
ter-if produce any effect on you That's
tho only thing | want. When I think
OF her downstairs there so often nowadays
practically alone. feel as IL | could scarcely
bear It, She's so fearfuy young" Wander
bank looked hard at the pattern OF the rug
Finally he said: You're indeed as she her
self used to say. the modern daughter, 1t
takes that type to wish to make career for
her parents" There can be little question
that what ho said was Just. but it made little
difference to Nanda who liked Mr.. Longdon
because he so tremendously liked her. and was
willing to go away with him to Beccles. there
to study peacefully the red garden wall and the
white butterflies, and to soothe his declining
years by reminding him perpetually OF her
eainted grandmother.
But we must not overlook com m ent by Mrs
Brookenham on her friend. the Lady Fanny
Cashmere. a beautiful but speechless person,
who makes call on Mrs. Brook enham. on page
233. Lady Fanny" says Mrs. Brook kenham. as
the door closes upon her visitor. who comes
to an end like banquet or procession. has the
courage Of all her silence-so much therefore,
that il sees her completely through and Is what
really makes her interesting. Not to be afraid
OF what may happen to you when YOU enomore
to say for yourself than a steamer 'thout q
light-that truly Is the highest hero n, and
Lady Fanny's greatness is that she /. .ever
afraid. She takes the risk every time she
goes out-takes. as you may say, her life
in her hand. She Just turns that glorious
mask upon you and practically says: No.
won't open my lips-to COLL it really
open-for the forty minutes l shall stay. but
calmly defy you. all the same. to kill me for it,
And we don't kill her-we delight in her.
though when either OF us watches her in a
circle Of others It's like seeing very large
blind person In the middle OF Oxford street
One fairly looks about for the police" But. OF
course. the Lady Fanny Cashmere was bound
to catch 1t In a company that priced the power
OF talking above all the other gifts OF life.
" Heroes Of the Spanish American War, and
Tyre and Sword Of Spain. Two Epic POEMS"
by Theodore +. Price. is book OF modest pro-
published by the author in this city. Tho
opening verse declares:
With loneinRs for the breakers roar.
Wild Natures scenes. ceased to roam,
! Found waiting me this seagirt home
y Charmed with the nearby breakers roar!
Thts means that the poetry was composed at
Cape May. Nj. where 1t is well known that the
breakers roar as loud as they do on any coast
Af ali ilnr for, tiar
abouts 1t will be- noticed that they roar twice
within the space OF four lines. which is as
much rs should be exacted OF them by any poet
OF a merciful disposition. The third verse
curously declares
At morn, when days orb dsappeArs
And Dian rides upon the wave,
And whom the seething billows rave
The seasounds ever in my ears
There are no footnotes. and the reader must
think out for himself why in the experence
OF the author the sun should set in the morn
ing. 1t has never hitherto been reported from
Cape May that the sun does anything so pecu-
liar. or that it is the hah'C OF the moon to rido
the waves there much after the birds have got
up. The poet. however. paid small attention
TO the surprising antics of the sun. He lis
tened to the din of war by land and sea com
minging with the bathers' gee." and wrote
his book accordingly.
BY frowning Morro's bastions dun
kode grandly the majestic Maine,
While slowly sank Havanas sun.
Dying the waves a crimson stain:
Prophetic hue Alas. how few
OF all her unsuspectng crew
Shall fond ones press, greet friends again!
siGsbee looks from his vessels side,
That Captain Of inventive mind
Who sounded seas Of deepest tide
With device planned great depths to fni
Fruit of his thought
With practiccd eye
His cruiser stanch he views with pride
While polished guns. bright brass ablaze
Clean in the suns expiring rays
Nor dreams dread doom is pending nigh,
Der many brave men here To die
Ere dawn shall gid the mourning sky
Plainly the solar arrangement is different in
Havana from what he reports it TO be in Cape
Nay; otherwise the dawn. instead of gliding
th.4 * yVpulJ oh al