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UNFINISHED NOVELS.
TALES THAT WE'RE STOPPED BY THE
HAND or DEATH.
Nathaniel Hswtherne's Poreboding
About ''The DoIliveP Roaasce."
The Fragment That steveaso. Left.
ThackePay's Last work.

Nathanfel hawthOrne's Fore bOo1Dg
About ssThe DoIIivep Roaasee."
The Fragment That steveasoa Left.
ThsckePay's Last Work.
George Gissings "yaranilda" is .
masterpiece that its author did not live
h finish. One well known critic consid
ers this tale OF the Roman and the
Goth the deceased writer's finest work,
and. though many may question this
judgment, there can exist but universal
regret that the romance must forever
remain incomplete.
a greater work by greater writer,
"Weir OF Hermiston," by X. l.. Steven
SON. was left mere fragment, Of
which the lurid grandeur proved that
its creator was taken from US In the
zenith OF his power. Another romance,
"St. Ives" by the same pen, was run
ming in a monthly magazine at the time
Of his premature death. Here, however,
readers were not baked Of a satisfactO-
ry denouement, for the story was
brought to a conclusion by Mr.. Quiller-
plume Of 20"
II hardly know what 10 say TO the
public about this abortiye romance,
though | pretty well know what the
case will be. / shall never finish it,"
wrote Nathaniel Hawthorne with ref
erence 10 "The Dolliver Romance"
which he had undertaken 10 write for
the Atlantic Monthly. This foreboding
was but too soon verified, for the au-
thor had scarce time 10 do more than
lay the groundwork Of the story and
write the initial chapters ere death
struck him down.
At his funeral at Concord the scarce
commenced manuscript lay upon his
coffin. Soon afterward the first chapter
appeared in the Atlantic, and subse-
qucutly the second chapter, which he
had been unable TO revise was publish
ed In the same periodical. Several years
elapsed when third fragment, revised
and copied by the novelists wife, was
placed in the publishers hands. The
original manuscript IL now preserved in
the Concord public library.
wives and Daughters" was running
I'm the CornhIll when the authoress,
Mrs. Gaskell died. Fortunately the
work was nearing It's completion, &C
that, although II was not actually fin
ishcd by the gifted writer. the plot was
sufficiently advanced to enable us TO
make more than n shrewd guess at the
ultimate fate of the characters and to
take leave of the hero fully assured Of
his ultimate happiness.
Another serial that was being written
for the same magazine when Its author
laid down pen forever was Denis Du-
VAL Thackeray, indeed, was already
in his grave when its publication com
menced. Three parts and a portion OF
a fourth were all that appeared, and
'the story" wrote the editor, breaks
off as his life ended-full of vigor and
blooming with new promise like the
apple trees in this month of May"
With the fourth part was given set OF
notes, taken from Thackeray's own pa
pers, elucidatory OF the subsequent de-
velopment of the plot.
Thackeray's great contemporary,
Charles Dickens, died, too, In harness.
For long his health had been but in
different, but he stuck unflinchingly to
the work he had in hand. On June s,
1870, the end came The morning and
part of the afternoon OF that day were
devoted to completing the sixth num-
ber OF The Mystery Of Edwin brood"
but scarcely had he finished work and
sat down To dinner ere he was seized
with n fit. From this he never recov-
cred, but after lingering some hours,
without regainlng consciousness, died
ut q the next day.
IL shall publish late in this year,
wrote Laurence Sterne, "and the next
| shall begin a new work in four vol
umes, which. finished shall continue
'Tristram' with fresh spirit" This new
work here referred to is the "Senti-
mental Journey" one volume alone of
which was ever given TO the world, nor
by reason of the authors death was
the immortal 'Tristram Shandy' ever
continued
Arcadia" the pastoral romance
which Sir Philip Sidney composed at
Wilton House, was never completed and
ran no small danger of being entirely
lost 10 future generations when Its
author, before his death, gave orders
for Its destruction.
Only about 160 manuscript pages Of
BENJAMIN Disraeli's last novel. which
brought the story up to the first dozen
lines OF chapter 10, was all that was
written when the brilliant writer laid
aside his pen forever.