The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-04-21

A LIVELY view of 0 group of New A York children is given in Robert ". Chambers new novel, The Younge' Set" just beginning in Apple tons Magazine It is evident that they do nor lead such sad lives as some people limagine. We quote one scene:
 He had not been prepared for so much limestone and marquise magnifcence, but the number was the number of his sister s house.
 The moment that the door opened he was aware of distant and curious up 'roar-far-away echoes of cheering, and the faint barking dogs. These seemed to cease as the man m waiting admitted llim; but before he could make an inquiry or produce a card. bedlam itself apparent l]y broke loose somewhere in the imme- dlate upper landing-noise in it's crudest elemental definition-through which the mortified man at the door strove to make Himself heard: Beg pardon, sir. it's the children broke loose an runnin' wild like
 The what?
 Only the children, sir-fox huntin' the cat. sir
 His voice was lost in the yelling dis sonance descending crescendo from floor 10 HOOl. 1nen an dNalaDcne or c1llufen ai..- dogs poured down the han stairs in pursuit of 8 rumpled and bored cat, iumbling with yelps and cheers and thuds among the thick rugs on the floor.
 Here the cat turned and soundly cuff ed a pair of fat beagle puppies, who sh.'ieked and fled. burrowng for safety into the yelling heap of children and dogs on the floor. Above this heap legs, arms, an the tails of dogs waved wildly for a moment. then a small boy, blond hair in disorder, staggered to his knees, and, set tin hollowed hand to cheek. shouted: Hi, 10 'rard! Harkaway or'rard Take him. Rags. Now, Tattersl After him. Owney, Get on there, Schntzel Worry him, Stnger, Tally-ho-o!'
 Steady, therel exclaimed Selwyn, bringing his walking stick t. a brisk ba. .-onet defense; steady. menl Prepare to receive infantry-and doggery, too! he 'ed, backing away. No quarter! Re member the Alamo! What is this, any way-a Walpurgis hunt?-or Eliza and the bloodhounds?
 '"rne small boy with the blond hair stepped forward and dragged several dogs from the vicinity of Selwyn's shins.
 This is the Shallowbrook hunt he explained am Master of Hounds; my sister Drina, there, is one of the whips. Part of the game is to all fall down to- gether and pretend we've come croppers. " T see, nodded Selwyn; it's q pretty sti- hunting country, isn't it?'
 Yes. 1t is There's wire you know All the same, we had pretty good run.' said prina taking the eat into her arms. kit-ki makes a pretty good fox-only she isn't enough afraid of to run away very fast. Won't you sit down? Our mothe' is not at home, but we are.
 Would you really like to have me stay?
 We'll admitted Drina frankly. of rourse we can't tell yet how interesting you are because we don't know you. We are trying to be polite and in a fierce whisper turning on the smale" of the boys Winthrop, take your finger out of your mouth and stop staring at guests"
 The infant culprit withdrew the sucked fin ger. but not his fascinated gaze.
 a I want to know who he ith,' he lisped in a loud aside.
 So do L. admitted tiny maid in pinafore and stlck-out skirts.
 Well, he said, I'm more or less of lnce to you.
 An uncle" repeated Drina.
 Our uncle? echoed Billy. You are not our soldier uncle, are you? You are not our Uncle Plnlip, are you?'
 It amounts to that admitted Selwyn. ''There was dead silence broken ab- ruptly by Billy: Where is your sword, then?
 At the hotel. Would you like to see it?"
 "rhe five children drew a step nearer.