The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-11-18

shortly after the great nre, dIscouFSes in most entertaining and amusing fashion in this little gOiume of many things. of the neighbors and hired girls, of lawn tennis, summer hotels, love affairs and broken engagements, of euchre and Women's clubs and beauty doctors, and last Of all, of her daughters lovers. betrOthal and trous- sev. Mrs. Casey might well be called Mrs. Dooley. for her wit Is as keen and her brogue as broad SIS that iFCepressi- ble commentator on current affairs. She is an able woman, too, who has had much to do with her husbands political success, and her shrewd ob- servations on various topics reveal the . Celtic bTiIliancy of intellect which no neglected education can quench.
 The Caeeys Wtre very prosperous and the improvements they added to their home were matter of wonder and some awe to their less fortunate neigh bors, especially the telephone.
 It was Mrs. Flannigan who did not relish the telephone with the spooks in it that spoke with other peoples voices, so Mrs. Casey. to convince her of the harmless nature and conven- fence of the phone, volunteered to call up Mike and talk to him for her call CTS edifcation. with this result:
 Give me siven twinty-wan, forty fo!ve! (Ye see, Mrs. Flannigan, ye al- ways have to wait for them to call him up.)"
 "Hilloh, yersilf! Is that Gilhooley an Casey's? Is Alderman Casey any where about the place? No? Troy the phoan, is at Shure Oi'm doin' that saume! It'll not git away from the loiles iv me! Phwats that? He's not there? It's in the billiard saloon across the sthrate he'll be thin! Iris there he do be goin' ahftin in a Sather- day afternoon. Roon oaver fer him, that's a foine by! Till him it's his oahn wolfe Bridget that'n be shpak- in to him, on a matther iv Ioife an dith! Qt'll take that to fitch him, Mrs. Flannigan, if he's playin' a ga-ame! Shurs, Oi know himD
 "Hilloh! Is that yerself, Moike?" ''Yis, it's mesilf sphakin' to ye! Mrs. Flannigan's here an she's misdoubt- in that Oi cud shpake to ye t'tru the bit if a box, so Orm showin' her-yis, that's all Oi wanted-Phat! Oi'll not do ut! Go there yersilf! Shame till ye to be swearin' in company! It's a noice polite man ye are, to be talkin' loike that to the wolfe that-No! Ofn not dhroy up! It's haste ye are to be usin' sich words to the loikes iv me, that shtays hoame loike a daycint wumman and cooks for ye and sa-aves and shla--oves that ye may shpind yer toime playin' billiards an poaker an the ould by knows phat! No! Oill not ring ahf! Who are you that does be mixin' in phwin a gintleman an his wolfe is afhter havin' quoit cahnver- sa-ashin! Orll sind a complaint an have ye foired, ye sassy jade, Hil- loh! Hillo-ooh, Moike! MOIKE! Oi say? Shure he's gahn!" and Mrs. Ca sey reluctantly hung up the receiver.
 Well, an phat do ye t'ink now?"
 ''Bedad, it do be havin' ahl the syTnp- tins iv Moike, but Ofm not con- vinced."
 The extract gives the quality of brogue as well as the matter and man. ner of much of this entertaining book. Irene Stoddard Capwell, 'who wrote the volume, has created a character that will amuse the nation.
 Mrs. Alderman Casey" will be found highly enjoyable.
 The latest book by Charles Wagner is "The Gospel of Life," which Mo Clure-Phillips, New York, have just brought out. It contains half-a-dozen sermons on famous thoughts from the Bible, The Widows Mite, etc. MT. Wagner's main idea is best indicated by the following quotations from his Preface: If public worship, if preaching has any aim, it is to blend into one all prayer and toll. It is to help us to live by casting ligat upon our way, by interpreting our experiences, by teaching us to unravel the divine wool in the rude stuff of the way of this world. For this, it is enough to bring together these two things, the Gospel and life. Life would be very obscure without the Gospel; and how the Gospel grows in strength and stat ure in contact with life!"