New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1908-01-18
BOOKS and AUTHORS.
Current Talk of Things Present
and to Come.

Mr. Maurice Hewlett has discarded Italy for
Spain, seeking there material for the novel
which he proposes TO bring out in the spring
The period with which he deals is the middle
of the last century the day of George Borrow
Mr. Sidney Lee Ianents that some of the ear
her editions of the Shakespeare quartos are un-
attainable-of the 1908 quaTto Of Hamlet, for
example, only two copies are known. one In the
British Museum and one in the library OF the
Duke OF Devonshire-and that the Shakespeare
Trust at Stratford cannot hope. therefore, to
even approximately complete its collection OF
early editions. az in great hopes, ne SAID
the other day, that the mere craze for buying
early editions of Shakespeare's works will in
time subside. They must always, or course
command high prices. because the supply Is nnl-
tied and their interest to students of literature
is SO great But there is doubt that rlcn
people have come in and competed for them
merely as hobby, and paid extraVasaht suniS
for them, just others do for old postage
stamps. Possibly W may look forward TO d
change in fashion. and then we may expect 10
get more of our lost treasures back from Amer
lea"
Tn = naner contributed to 1.-The Saturday
Evening POST Mr. William Winter has set
down memories of his longtime friendship Win
the late Thomas Bailey Aidrch. THE apostle
of beauty and the incarnation OF klnohess
that was Aldrich from his youth to the emu Oh
his days. his friend tells us In one OF his
earliest letters to Winter, written when ne was
nineteen, Aldrich gave this brief. boylsh account
of himself:
one Mr. of nv life in that beautiful town could
boast of a long line of ancestors, but won't Ihey
al Sh o tbs none Of them were hanged for Grim
SIaa ing sOrlayy her
in a straIgnt line from president Adams, and his
son mentions me in his book OF the Adams An An
Adams put me in his book he negIecfeah 10 n him
Ny geneaogea! Tree g09 VIII With ofber vegetation
will spare myself this warm day the exercise Oh
climbing up its dead branches ana come COW" ,b ~
ssf I leaf n upon the tree My early life was spent
in travel have been in every state the s 81 e and
lived in New Orleans five years: some SIX years d
ed Wine s a School at Portsmouth my father
died my mother returned TO P9rtsmoJInr + of o
fered me place in HIS counting room whI nc LII
FAMILY and he has been to me a brother and a
father enjoy the lofty ana rifner eeT form
has become part Of my soul yaae brofsr nor nor
sister I am an "onIy child but not sPoilt one
and do not expect to be unless you spoil me and nd
make me vain by loving too much Such is ne
who signs himself. in the bonds OF friendship
| Among the group of writers known to the two
youths in New York was Walt Whitman, who
seemed to Winter, as he has seemed to other
observers, a man whose productions were com
monplace, uncouth, and at times obnoxiously
| coarse" Mr. Winter remembers one moment
when Whitman contrived to inspire Aldrich
with permanent aversion
| The company numerous, and the taik was vas
man II like your tinkles: like them very we'll =
Nothing could have DENOTED more distinctly r 20{h
never forgot that Incident This is one Of the
| "tnkles"-written long atterWard-dehnlng the
| poet;
Glance the heights they climbd not theFe'
But he Who from the GagknS b6 sfs 81 1pbore
To finer ether ,6 and 0eeS od snan T9fs him.
| HIS name shall be a star. his grave shrine
In those, old Bohemian days participated hd tied IN
various talks With Walt Wht a, aaG of the
poet His answer was: "A poet is a maker
| He gazed upon me for moment with that bovine
air OF omnscience for which ne was renlarhaOie
That reply was deemed final I took the liberty
| poet or otherwise can do more than discover and
interpret what God has made seeing Ina nd
delicate impulses of the spirit that IS IN
nr TSe words Of the poet occasionally take
| form that is inevitable, seeming 10 nave oeen IN
Examples Of that felicity OF form in shakesPe9rs
in Wordsworth IN Byron nG creative -'f has
| been and continually is. too freely used Nature
MAS 81 raUcous voice when 1t issued from Whitman
| 1t pipes like penny whistle, when it issues from
| his paltry lrnitators.
The handsome, golden-locked and exceedingly
fascinating Frondeuse, Nine de Longuevflle
| is to be the subject of book by Mr. Noel Will
| Jams.
Mrs. Huxley has just brought out in small
volume a collection of aphorisms and reflections
| gathered from her husbands works. An Eng
| ush critic has said of the compiler Of this
| hook that cit is only to be regretted that Mrs
| Huxley has herself written so little. the rev
! who know her privately circulated poems VIII
| remember MANY a poem as fine the one she
| wrote on Robert Browning's funeral, the last
| three lines of which were by Huxleys request
| carved over his grave Had she not so entirely
| devoted herself TO her husband and her nome
| the world might have been richer but she
| oboea otherwise. in spirit which is perhaps
rarer now than it used to be, and no one can
| raad F4uxIey's biography without realizing that
! he had the wonderful good fortune to win wife
! of the same mould himself
! biography of Mr. Edison, prepared by Fran
els Arthur Jones' is to be brought out early next
! month nv Thomas Y. Crowell & Co. The book
! is described as reading like romance IL
| will have many illustrations
| Among the reprints of nearly forgotten verses
| which the recent holiday time evoked there Is
| ronA more moving in its homely simplicity than
! Charles Mackay's Under the Holly Bough':
We who have scorned each other.
or Injured friend or brother,
Ye who by word or deed
Have made kind heart bleed,
Come gather here.
| Let siuned against and SHINING