The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-05-07

and fitting climax to the tdyl of TO- mantic and royal love, the crowning or Eugenie with violets after the hunt in the forest of Campeigne:
 Accept these flowers of destiny, my Empress; wear this crown, which place upon your head. until France shall present you with another"
 A romance glowing with lightsome charm. An idyl straight from the heart of an imperial summertide of splendid. A we1l-told tale.
 A Pocket Book Everybody wants a Pocket Book Especially when the summer holidays are on and summer outings are to be enjoyed. A full pocket book helps to that desired end. And picture the joy of starting out with five pocket books, five full pocket books. That is what Bobbs-Merrill proposes to give you, in exchange for a little filthy lucre. It Is a regular Aladdin's trade. isn't 1t. A little dingy trash which we call medium of exchange for five new full pocket books. The pock- ct books aren't full of a great heavy, dull, noiseless roll of bills, solid and dull as a big bond-holder, but they are full of change. Noisy, clattering, jang- ling, jingling, cheery change! A fel- low feels lively when his pockets are full of change. When he can put his hand down and jangle the silver to-
 gether he feels twice the lucky dog as does the man who has to touch the
 big ever silent roll in his upper waist coat pocket to make sure some pick
 pocket hasn't robbed him of his treas
 ure. The veriest rogue of a pickpocket would hesitate before he'd rob a man with his pocket full of change The very tinkle of the coins brings about a feeling of good fellowship with all
 hn x1,ifh nr1-
 ders how to spend 1t, his eye is alight with expectation, his checks aglow
 with anticipation. The newsboys know
 he'll take a paper, the poor fiower-girl
 shivering above her blossoming wares
 knows he'li buy a posy. he and his like
 are the folks that fill the theatres, they give and take jokes over the little sup
 per on the fresh spread table of the
 cafe; he's the man who don't mind hail. ing a hanson; he's the man who buys the new book. A good fellow he, a friend of good fellows as he treads bravely and gaily through life to the generous melody of his ringing change. The fellow who has to think before he
 breaks a bill don't know the joy he
 misses. Just such pocket books of change. blessed rarity, are ready to help make summer days joyous. set of books they are made to fit the pocket. They are full of three charms of change that American romance
 abound in: Humor, mystery. adven- ture.
 Each one is
 Something to read in the hammock. Something to read on the train. Something to read before going to bed
 Something to read before getting up | They are every one, these pocket books
 Easy to slip in the pocket
 Easy to hold in the hand.
 Easy to pick up and look at But not easy to lay Town.
 All that and more they are, these pocket books. The first of the series | is:
 The Amethyst Box. by Anna Kath-
 crime Green.
 This book is done in Mrs. Greens | most characteristic style. It Is the
 story of a Newport wedding. The startling events hurry over each oth-
 CTS heels throughout a short thirty six hours. The character lines con- | tinues and grow old and young again
 with the evolutions that simply sweeI them through events of deep moment | of keen excitement. AS detective novel 1t is up to the works of the
 best. The story running through deer mystery and dark places as 1t does yet keeps alight and holds our interest I | through the shadows is like chasing
 a gay girl through the glooms oi
 some old garden, here in the labyrinth
 we think we have found the clue and are close upon catching the elusive mystery, but a gleam, flash in the shadows and the pursued Is again fal from our finding. Mrs. Green has the gift of never letting the intracacies oi | her plot darken the glow of our inter.
 est. Her characters keep alive ano are alert to hold our love. She doesn't
 name puppets in her intricate games
 Her readers rejoice at the happy de- nouement with a real sense of human sympathy. From first page to last the | reader is under the magic spell of the born story teller.
 | Lyrics of Sunshine and Shadow. By Paul Laurence Dunbar.
 1 The negro poet, Paul Laurence Dun | bar. the son of slave parents. has made | a name for himself in the world of let ters. He has exquisite poesies through | this volume. There are truly poetic | fancies and lofty thoughts. There Is l however, nothing quite so fine as his