New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1899-01-15

iais they will be less violently excited about
Tomiinson and worthy Duncan MacSpeuchau"
True for you oh wsest OF Andrews! b..
Mr.. Lang has an amusing little note on the
way in which authors are confused with one
| another in the mind OF the public Nr. George
Meredith he says. Is still believed TO be the late
Lord I.ytton by many worthy but untninkins
| people "A lady once told me that OF all Mr..
Matthew Arnolds poems she preferred the
| Light OF Asia 1 answered that. or Sir Edwin
Arnods verses the Scholar Gypsy was most
| to my taste. .....- . H.
| The forthcoming volume on THE American
Revolution" with which Sir George Treyelyan
has been occupying himself has for motto this
| appropriate stanZa from Tennysoh' ..
o thou that sendest out the man
| To rule by land and sea-
| Strong mother OF Lion-line.
| Be proud of those strong sons OF thine
Who wrenched their rights from thee.
In the recently published memoir Of the late
! J. II. Friswell there is glimpse OK Dickens
which will seem familiar to those Americans
who remember the somewhat hamboyant
| dress Of the novelist. "On one OCCASION wrote
the author OF the Gentle Life" I'VE were walk
| ing down Wcllington-st., and just passing the
office Of Household Words, when hansom
cab stopped. and out stepped n gayly dresses
| gentleman; his bright green waistcoat and VIVID
scarlet tie any one would have noticed. but the
size Of the nosegay in his buttonhole riyeted my
attention. My father introduced me. and l.
who had only seen engravlng5 or the MacHse
portrait and photographs. was astonished 70
find myself face to face with Charles Dickens"
Tennyson, also met by chance upon Lon
don street was little to the taste OF young Mr.
Frisweli. "He would have been tall, but his
shoulders seemed somewhat bent. his halr was
long so was his beard: he an ugly Inyer-
ness cape and large SLOUGH hat; he looked like
a bandit in meodrama, and thought him some
poor actor who had come out In some Of ths
stage properties.
Everybody with half an eye knows the lowell
ness OF sailing ship, dressed In full canvas
like snow in the sun. and lifted on the rising
swell against the blue sky. Is the modern bat.
tie-shp beautiful. too? She is. II we may be-
lieye Mr.. Kipling, who chants her praises. In
note TO the issue in book form OF his Fleet in
Being" DO not believe" he says, what peo-
pie tell you OF the uglIness of steam. nor join
those who lament the old sailing days. THERE'S
on beauty Of the sun and another OF the moon,
and we must be thankful for both m0deP
man-of-war photographed in severe profile Is
not engaging; but you should see her with The
life hot IN her. head-on across a heavy swell
The RAINBOW draws upward and outward In
a stately sweep. There is no ruck Of hgure-
head, bow-timbers or bowsprit fittings TO dis
tract the eye from its outline or the beautiful
curves that mark its melting into the full bosom
OF the ship 1t hangs dripping an instant them
quietly and clearly as a tempered knife. slices
into the hollow of the swell, down and down
till the surprised sea spits off in foam about
the hawse holes, AS the ship rolls in her. de-
scent you can watch curve after new curve re-
yealed, humoring and coaxing the water. When
she RECEIVERS her step the long sucking hollow
of her own wave discloses just enough Of her
shape to make you wish to see more. In har-
Dor, the still waterline, harl as the collar OF
tailor made jacket hides that vision: hut when
she dances the Big Sea Dance. she is as DIFF
ferent from her Portsmouth shilling photograph
as is matron ir a macintosh from the same
"a a nor I
drunk with sheer delight OF movement. perfect
~ apt for the work In hand, and In every lins
Of her rejoicing that she is doing it, she shows
to these eyes at least, a miracle Of grace ana
beauty Her sides are smooth as water
worn pebble, curved and moulded as the sea
loves TO have them Where the boX-sponsioned.
overhanging. trcble-turreted ships OF some
other navies hammer and batter into an ele-
ment they do not understand, she. clean, COO.
and sweet. uses 1t TO her own advantage. The
New Navy offers to the sea precisely as mucn
to take hold Of as the trim leyel-headed woman
with generations of inherited experience offers
To society"
There Is an English bookseller who. being
asked, not long ago. for romance OF the sea
offered his customer Mr.. Benjamin Swifts BOOK
"The Destroyer'-juppOSed to suggest torpeio,
boats to his mind. And there is English etl-
tor who. after giving a book on athletics 70.
reviewer who was also a sportsman. added. III
all good faith: "Oh, here's something else 10
your line" and handed him Marco Polo
The late Aubrey Beardsley. Mr. A. Symons
says, would rather have been great writer
than a great artist. He was neither OF course
though ne had much talent as draughtsman
and made desperate IL desultory. efforts 10 be-
come an author When he had, upon OCCASION
to ill up a form OF admission TO some library
to which his friend was Introducing HIM. ne M
sisted describing himself as man OF let'
ters'' He left no prose. Mr. Symons reminds
M a