Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-10-14
The Evening Star Weekly Review Of Books
In Mother Carey's Chickens" Mrs, Virgins Blazed the Way
for a Great American Novel on Life Real Difficulties.

current that lowered always about
them
Santoris.g the ever-young, admitted
that it was unusual. THE yacht is
called the Dream" he explained, land
she is what her name irnplies--a dream
fulfilled. Her sails are her only motive
power. They are charged with cleo
tricity, and that is why they shine at
night In a way that must seem to out
siders a special illumination. We don't
need the wind to fill them. They are
filled by a very simple scientific
method hat generates a form of cleo
trio force from the air and water az
we move. This force fills the sails and
propels the vessel with amazing swift
ness wherever she is steered. Neither
calm nor storm affects her progress"
Santoris himself was like his won
derful vessel. Without any visible mo-
tive power he was propelled through
ages always with the aura of Neverlast-
ing youth upon him and about him.
When he first APPEARED from his fairy
ship the heroine was Immediately at
tracted to him. There was a eason
I4for this. They had known each other
through many ages. They had met
and parted for thousands of years at
different intervals. This is what SAM
toris showed her as they walked alone
brought II back to her out of the
ages that had passed.
"a golden moon looked warmly in
between the giant branches, flooding
the darkness of the scene with ripping
radiance, and within its light two hu-
man beings walked, a man and a
woman, their arms around each other.
their faces leaning close. together. The
man seemed pleading with his ON
panion for some favor which she with
held, and presently she drew herself
away from him altogether with a de-
cided movement of naughty rejection.
Her lover stood apart for a moment
with vent head, then he threw himself
on his knees before her and caught her
hand in an outburst of passionate en-
treaty. And while they stood thus to-
gether I saw the phantom-like figure
of another woman moving directly to-
ward them, her white garments cling
ing around her, her fair hair falling
loosely over her shoulders and her
whole demeanor expressing eagerness
and fear. As she approached the man
sprang up from his knees. drew a dag
ger from his belt and plunged it into
her heart. / saw her reel Sack from
the blow, and as she turned towards
her murderer with a last look of ap-
peal I recognized my 1own face In hers
and in his the face OF Santoris."
So he took her as they walked
through scene after scene; sometimes
they loved, sometimes they hated. Now
they were in the arena facing wild
beasts; now in Egypt; now in Italy;
but always together. And that is the
theme of the story-everlastingness
It's purpose seems to teach the reader
to forget that there is anything like
mortality, to forget that there are any
ills in the world-to sail on beyond the
limitations Of ordinary human beings
with Illuminated personalities into the
light. There is a suggestion of radio
activity-of spiritual electricity. There
is very little that is material in the
whole story. The heroine went through
the supreme test that Santoris already
had suffered. and came through 1t even,
as he had come through 1t, with the
result that With my beloved I ascend
the s%upernal heights where the shadow
OF evil never falls, and where the Sc
cret of life is centred in the spirit of
love"
AS q romance, it is a fairy story
pure M simple. The difficulty with
most of US is that we haven't got ex-
actly the kind Of souls with which
Marie Corelli furnishes her hero and
her heroine, 1t is in no sense a story
of everyday life. 1t is full, too much
SO, of vague and fanciful idea.