The San Francisco call., 1909-08-08

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icut hills. where summer is scarcely
less quiet than winter, since there is
no actual summer colony in that
region. Here he simplifies business and
social labor with the friendly services
of his daughter, Miss Clara Clemens,
and Albert Bigelow Paine. 1t is Miss
Clemens who Sits her fathers corre-
spondence, which is probably as varied
and amusing that of any writer in
the land, while Paine is in charge of
many Of the business affairs which
surround the literary properties of
Clemens.
Major Guy du Maurier, author of "An
Englishman's Home" the play that
startled England, is one of number of
British army officers who have written
plays. There seems to be something in
the business of soldering, from the
fight itself down TO the uniform, which
lends itself TO dramatic attack. Some
Of the British regiments to boast play
wrights among their officers are the
marines. the duke of Wellington's regi-
ment the Gordon Highlanders. the
royal navy and the Fourth hussars.
Major du Maurier's own regiment is
the Third battalion. Royal Fusiliers,
where he is very popular in his COM
mand.
Louise Closer Hale, author of "The
Actress" will be interested TO hear of
d compliment recently paid her by Miss
Dorothy Donnelly. Miss Donnelly and
Mrs. Hale are remembered as fellow
players of few years ago in Bernard
Shaw's Candida" when the one was
Candida herself and the other the in
imitable Prossy. typist. Nowadays"
writes Miss Donnelly TO a friend, there
are so many false and misleading
things written about the stage that it
is a delight and a relief TO find it indi
Gated with such truth" Mrs. Hale is
zen pays de connaissance" and writes
of her comrades with so much original
ity. verify and tender gayety at their
fOibles that one recog ognizes at once that
the book has been stamped with life.
1t is better. especially if you are a
woman. not to suppress your emotions,
advises DIR. Samuel McComb of Emman-
uel church, Boston, writing on causes
OF nervousness in the current Harperis
Bazar. These strangulated emotions,
these griefs and moral wounds and deep
rooted but frustrated desires of (which
you never speak, even to your dearest,
are the causes of your headache, your
nervous dyspepsia. the irritation of
your blood and flesh. Have a heart to
heart talk with dear friend or a
trusted adviser and watch them dis
appear. Women especially will carry
moral wretchedness concealed in their
hearts for years, says the writer, with
the inevitable result of a nervous ca
tastrophe. Doctor McComb thinks such
as these will do well 20 relieve them
selves by confiding their troubles
either to a wise minister of religion
or to psychologically trained physi-
cian."
on every side is heard, who is
Elizabeth Dejeans." the author of the
remarkable novel, The Winning
Chance" which is creating much dis
cussion, Mrs. Dejeans-a nom de plume,
by the way--is sunny daughter of the
south, with laughing eyes and real
human interest in life. Quaint curios,
picked up in her travels abroad, hll her
artistic home near Los Angeles. She
takes especial pride in her collection
Of rare old Japanese prints, mellowed
by time, each one with a history of its
own Although this is Mrs. Dejeans'
first novel, she comes by her gifts
naturally. as she is of a literary family.
Susan Warner, the noted writer, is her
cousin, and Horace Scudder, the his
torian, is a connection, her mother hav-
ing been a Scudder. For years, she
says, her friends begged her to write.
Other things. however, crowded out lit
erary work. But when she settled in
California she decided that she would
devote her time to writing, and so ener-
getically did she put this resolution
into effect that within two months and
a half "The Winning Chance" was fin
ished.
Max Beerbohm in the Saturday Re-
view says: "Shrewd and good as many
of the appreciations of Meredith have
been, I have seen only one that prop
erly stated Meredith's magnitude. The
professional critic is always a little
afraid of saying anything that might
lead to an accusation of 'gush.' After
Meredith died IL was reserved for an
amateur critic Sir Ray Lancaster, to
write the essential thing of him--that
he was, with the sole exception of
Shakespeare, the greatest man in our
literature. This and that of our writ
ers has had this and that gift as sig-
nally as Meredith. But only in Shakes
peare has there been such a variety of
endowment; only in him a range so
ample, depths so many. In due course
England will recognize this. I don't
mean that many hundreds OF people will
in any generation be reading Meredith.
Very few hundreds read Shakespeare,
though they care to see their favorite
actors in such of his plays as contain
good parts for those actors. His
transcendence is. taken on trust. So