The Montgomery advertiser. [volume] (Montgomery, Ala.) 1885-1982, 1904-07-03

Whether 1t is poignant horror like
| that of The Gadfiy" or brutal sorrow
like that of Jack Raymond" the read,
er must take the whole dose offered
him.
Olive Latham is neither so vividly
terrible. nor so fearsomely gloomy as
| Jack Raymond.
| Yet there are few light places to
draw deep breath in. Until the last
| we have no CLEAN of hope for the chief
actors Of the eventful drama of life.
| return of a dread disease to karol.
The chief end of the book is to de-
pict the horror of Russian political
vigilance. Vengeance on the young
nihilist whom Olive Latham loves is
sure to come. At St. Petersburg the
two live with the merciless eye of the
government spy constantly on them.
Vladimir Is taken from his bed al
most dead with consumption, just re-
covering flom acute pneumonia and
borne to the prison in a snow storm,
amid cold so fierce that at a touch on
the iron of the sleigh his hand freezes
thereto leaving the palm bare of skin
as he lifts 1t.
II Olive, being a British subject, Is
spared. But there remains for her only
the futile seeking to see Vladimir be-
| fore the death that she knows will not
long delay.
| She is ''chivied" by the heartless po-
lice; that is sent hither and thither
from one oficer to another. put off from
hour to hour. from gendarmeric to CEN
trail police. from department of pris-
ons to gendarmerie again. all because
she was defenseless and unfriended.
( While this amusement for the police
off1ciaI continues her lover dies and is
| buried.
Olive Is haunted and maddened by the
fear that he has been buried alive. by
| the story Of the guard of how Vladi
mir cried for Water, water, water. >"
And no guard dared give the cup Of
i cold water to the doomed prisoner.
| Back in England she goes through
months OF weary approach to madness
which Is relieved at length by the
friend of her lover vladimir Karol Sla-
lvinski.
| He persuades her to take up her
| work of professional sick nurse again
and in serving others she gains new
| life and new love.
| Karol and Olive pledged to each 9TH
err and to life long labor for the op-
pressed find happiness not like that OF
the golden nge. Already" says Olive.
'in these latter times. is not the cheer
fullest dwelling place It's all workshops
and graveyards now, and the rain it
raineth every day"
The side lights of the story are
scarcely less depressing than the main
plot. The home lite in Russian es-
tate is gloomy in the extreme with the
helpless aunt, unable to adjust herself
to new ways and freed serfs. the de-
generate brothers, the motherless chill
dren. the miserable, murderous, scan
dal-monging muJiks. the wild untitled
lands aud dreary stretches Of marsh
and forest.
Vladimir. the one promising member
of the decaying family early drawn in
to nihilistic plots that FASTENED his
death completes the tragedy of one
household.
The father OF Olive Latham is pros
| porous banker who has had his dreams
of education of the masses and millions
to many which in his hands have
proved futile.
The young curate with his socialistic
! tendencies and love or potany-anu
| Olive is the one wholesome being of
| the book. Yet with all these tints of
| gloom and darkness of despair. Miss
| Noynick makes a story of such start
| ling interest done with a strength so
| forceful as to enchain the reader.
The Day Before Yesterday-A
| book sweet in every note and
merry hearted as bird in spring time.
| literature.
More original and fascinating than
| Rebecca. AS winning as Emmy Low.
| The child life and thought therein des-
cribed is unique to degree.
{ Its counterpart existed nowhere. but
| in the South, where child-life reaches
| it's perfection with its flower plays,
| Old English Customs. and out door
| games I suppose its existence in In
| At-N 81 tat
grandmother. That is the sort of thing
Virginia grandmothers take from the
| State to newer parts of our Union.
fancied there was but one such VII
| lage in the world and that one that I
knew was away down In Alabama. Its
main street is also "a long Vertebral
| street from which riblike cross streets
lost Themselves in the close lying
| country, the worlds and fields.
There. too. are gardens where every
| housewife expressed herself. not her
| neighbor' in her garden.
"Of the Main Street the court house
was the heart. Built after some dim
suggestion of Sir Christopher Wren,
| its pretty white bell tower rose above
a colonnade of white pine pillars when
showed between the green of many
trees. Its bell was used on court days
for fires, for political meetings. and for
news from the front IN the Terrible
days of the Civil War"
A court house bell is not the boast of
every village.
had been told that the court house
bell existed in but two towns of the
Union the Alabama town being one
10! here is third.
The Indiana village has been lost,
grown into city.
But 1t is immortalized forever in the
| pages of THE Day Before Yesterday"
The ladies of the village. too. will
smile up forever from these pages
| when they are so daintily etched.
| There are no ladies now like those
who wore those delicate undersleeves
and collars of convent needlework."
! What story was ever more delight
| fully told than that OF the Changeable
SILK made over for Rachel by the Miss
Tucker Girls with it's attendant tales
of the evaded dose and steam bath
and rubbing down with 'jimson salve"?
! 1t was the making over of the silk
for Rachel now "demoselle bieu 'ele-
wee of an age to appear in such raj
ment," that brought cut the inimitable
descriptions of three wedding dresses
of the future:
Betty being the youngest of three
mites eating frosted cakes began:
I'm going to be married in a black
silk dress that can stand alone. trim
med with black crepe. It's going to be
| looped up with pink roses. and l shall
have a lace parasol and a silver card
case. and a long white veil. That's