The Montgomery advertiser., 1906-06-05
dueted By nlartba yOuna

of the breath, the real strong breath
 of the forest, more of the strength of the stream. more of the health of night skies stretched over a forest camp. The first of the stories is The Linge of McLienn." The author let's us know at once that we are to have funny story for Margaret who has heard the story. first 'laughed---well, you ought to have seen her laugh. She laughed
 herself all over the room, so she tried
 to talk and couldn't. and then she
 laughed herself out on to the. piazza. She said she declared If I'd write this
 the same way I told 1t to her. shed send 1t to a magazine
 After this introduction expectation
 runs high. The fun is rather disap-
 pointing. being only that Bob's big brother Walter. talked English French to the guides which made Bob "saueai.' also that Walters trousers burned of to the knees as he had hung them to dry and Walter had to go in a canoe wrapped in red blanket to civiliza- ton. where trousers are to be had for cash. Incidentally mention is made
 several times that Walter wore at night pink flarsel pajamas"
 The Grandfathers of Bob" has even less of incident to it's credit Bob is proud possessor of bishop and judge for grandfathers. the story seems chiefly a Vehicle for carrying abroad that pride of the young descendant. The denouement of the whole is that the judge missed shot and the bishop had not his calendar with him and caught fine trout on Sunday.
 The Fox's Understudy' Is one of those sporting stories where the most enjoyment seems to be in wearing cor rect attire to field and meet. M. F. H.,
 wore "russet boots" and Margaret. the heroine of several stories. looked "in her riding habit like a clergyman in Q black gown"
 Few of the stories of sport reflect
 the love of sport for its own sake. The sports have the air of taking their pleasure before a triplicate toilet mir TOT. innocently examining their attire and appearance, out more for show and the fashion of the thing than for fun. Place aux Danes" has more fraif 1 plot it breaks into nothingness when one reaches the hand to find 1t. Bob shot at caribou and missed it. Mar garet later brought it down. She learned of Bob's first shot. for Bob was not too chivairous to claim all l that might have been hIs: And, any way, Margaret does owe that caribou to me, for if I hadn't fallen in the | water I'd have shot him next time, and | I did scare him over to her to shoot, and nobody gives me any credit" Success I had not made her cocky," whereupon she said: T won't give him to you, ! because I know you wouldn't take him, | but I'll tell you what-I'n consider you're giving him to me for my birth- l day, and over the bones I'll have many l happy returns, from Bob to Margaret. | This done, the story is done.
 "The Lake of the Devils Is the tale of a certain blaze that after all leads | only through a thoroughly wellknown | bit of woodland to an ordinary summer 1 hotel.
 "The Camp of the Good Fairy" is the story of a squirrel, red squirrel who kept Walter from sleeping, but who
 might not be shot because Bob begged his life and because the guides said a red squirrel brought good luck. Walter cautiously put out poison for the little creature on maple sugar Bob had brought to camp for himself. He for got to tell Bob of the poison and by good luck indeed the squirrel got the
 dose put fol him instead of the boy. Incidents1ly, Bob's ''pajamas were
 scarlet" Of such small incidents as these are the stories made up.
 Fill the Trapper" is tale of Gen. tral Park. There is one flight of im- agination in this otherwise rather
 inane story: park ioafer. Jenny Slag- gin, was so moved by Max's '.well-set- up, well-g-oomed little figure" by the
 rich child's miniature riding brooches
 and boots, belted jacket and sailor hat"
 that he stopped down with furtive
 glance around to make sure that he
 wasn't seen, and caught the ribbon
 that fioated from Bill the Trapper's
 sailor hat and kissed it." There Is a
 flight of fancy!
 '"rhe Lost Coroner and The Big
 Batuse" and located in the Canada camp. Tn the Open" is also of the
 camp and the guides. Much of this last is put into dramatic form, but the sto-
 ries told have no dramatic force.
 The author and her husband, Judge Andrews, and their son are members of a Canadian fishing club. Many sum-
 mer's residence there have given matter for the volume. The book Is very
 prettily dedicated to My Inspiration.
 CoIlaborator and Property the Real Bab,
 Paul Shipman Andrews"
 The CoIonePs Dream. By Charles w