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ing Mary's shadow falling across them.
noticed that many a bud which ne
thought would not bloom for days mao
unexpectedly opened to welcome the new
conner" When Artist Penreath first be-
holds Mary he "fancied he saw around
her the filmy vapor Of cloud and an
unmistakable blue light"
Mary redeems a drunken woman with
an ease which medical experts, at least
would consider miraculous, and the Feeble
minded child OF rich parents. who had.
presumably, found physicians were In
vain, was transformed with starting suu
denness into an intelligent girl simply by
being with Mary.
A erief-torn mother finds unexpected
peace because OF Mary's long cloak OF
church blue thrown across the couch.
and another woman. who has secreti!
cut a bit Of cloth from the hem OF the
with the step Of the deeply devout when
they leave the altar rails in sacrsheh'a'
service"
young peasant who has been denied
motherhood kneels before shrine ana
duplicates the Holy Virgin to intercede
for her with her Son. when "A radiant
apparition looked down with deep com,
passion on the stricken woman| VIII
pray for you to the Virgins Son that
He may give you your ,n,1s,,o ees with
ecstasy, stretches out her hands ano
grasps the silver girdle that Mary Aquha
has been wearing.
The book closes with q stormy night
at sea- MARY stole to the far END OF
the deck. Not fold OF her clothing.
not a hair Of her head stirred in the
boisterous gale. She stood for while
watching the force Of the storm with
smile on her lips. Then vast wave
suddenly lowered above her head. As
1t rose she lifted her hands. making the
sign of the cross. A rush Of water swept
the deck where the blue-gowned figure
had stood, and q moment later sudden
lull fell across the phosphorescent sea
far away q soft voice chanted low
'Good-night-the voice OF Mary Aauiia.
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never-get-anywhere ways Of education.
free from the lumber OF learning things.
With manual training generally quite on
it is going to light. or should light. such
publications as this-specifc, unpreten-
tious and to the point, each in its own
line-will help to settle the common con-
fusion Of the matter. General informa-
develop individual initiative, illustrations
tables and reviews make up the sub
stance OF this excellent manual. whose
aim Is not only to standardize shop
for its intelligent exercise without philan-
dering waste Of time and energy on tho
part Of pupils.
FORGED IN STRONG FIRES. By John
1ronside. author Of THE Red Sym
boil" illustrated by F. Stanley
Wood. Boston: Little. Brown &
Co.
This Is fair and believable story OF
young love, beginning in a certain quar-
ter Of tho earth with q mans love for
maid. and ending in quite another place
with the same mans love for other
maid. The hero gets of, characters
tically and comfortably. by declaring it
70 have been the second one whom he
know It. From tSi: It twill viii be seen en- that
this IL q natural fairly stated matter. 1t
IL also Q story Of plausible situation.
stirring incident and q number of highly
dramatic features. Set in Africa, with
the Boer war as its background. good
advantage is taken of the sensuous and
emotional opportunities granted by the
drama Of war In the service OF romance.
A strain Of psychic influence gives an
unusual cast to the main movement OF
the action. It Is an interesting story,
picturesque, restrained, eventful.
THE SIMPLE LIFE LIMITED. By
Daniel ChauceY. New York: John
Lane Company.
This-an arrestingly clever farce. an
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along the crinkled edge Of q spur. The
right branch tumbled, as In q series OF
cascades, disappeared under the trees and
reappeared. no wider than q ribbon. in
misty clearing.
On this David's glance fingered. without
decision. He was still at q loss. when
into the clear space darted the figure Of
a man running. 1t was the counterfeit
groom and no other for above his twin
king legs was killed sarong of many
colors. and on his head bodied . Man,
brino's helmet Of gold lacquer.
David leaped into tho right-hand path.
Knowing his own pace and having seen
Rosario's. he felt certain that the pursuit
the trees he dashed and through the
clearing. then down q wet little path that
struggled through reeds and swamp grass,
he held the fugitive at last in view.
Both men were now At top speed. David
saw the other toss back over his shoulder
one quick, startled glance, and then pump
hard with tense arms In q desperate en-
deavor to squirt. But the short legs could
ply no faster: the long were gaining.
Ahead the marshy lane broke open to
A little mountain lake closed the vista,
lying still as q dream under tho rising
mist. Beside q ragged jetty Of piled
stones. in an open-work bamboo pavilion.
squatted q gay company Of men in col
ored silks, UNFOLDING stifly q mushroom
Straight past these bounded Rosario.
across the tiny sunken jetty and down.
as It seemed. into the water.
David ran up in time to SEQ the fellow
shove of frantically with paddle, glide
out from shore and. sitting on the thwart
of dugout. begin to lash tho water with
stroke upon stroke
'.AN right. Rosar1o!' David called after
him, laughing. Plenty Of boats here.
Well hold q regatta!"
1t was not so easy. Before he could
reach the other dugouts lying at the end
of tho jetty he found himself blocked by
an angry swarm Of natives-no common
men. but martial aristocrats in gorgeous
raiment, with kriss hilts Of chased gold.
and proud. courtly faces. in which a live
passion OF anger only heightened the cool
and contemptuous dignity.
Let me pass!" began David. impa-
tiently.
"Sir. you shall noty' slim young
patrician, crowned haughtily by q Mus
sulman's turban Of primrose-yellow satin.
raised his hand with peremptory grace.
Call back your servant. This lake Is for
hidden. No man shall pass here"
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BOOKS RECEIVED.

INVENTORS AND INVENTIONS. By
Henry Robinson. Illustrated by T.
NJ. Fleming. New York: Published
by the author
IF. BY Rudyard Kiplng New York:
Doubleday, Page & Co.
WELLS BROTHERS, the Young Cattle
Kings. BY Andy Adams. illustrated
by Erwin E. Smith. Boston: Hough-
ton Miffiin Company.
THE CHAsM: A Novel. By George
Cram Cook. New York: Frederick
A. Stokes Company.
THE LAME ENGLIsHMAN. BY War
wick Deeping. author OF THE Rust
OF Rome" etc Frontispiece by \.
c. Michael. New York: Cassell &
Co. Washington: Woodward IL
Lothrop.
THE STAIRWAY ON THE WALL. BY
Augusta Prescott. New York: The
Alice Hartman Company.
THE DIyERGING PATHS, A Story Of
the Pioneer Days Of Missouri. BY
L. L. Chappelle. New York: The
Broadway Publishing Company
TWO ON THE TRAIL, A story Of the
Far Northwest. By Hubert Foot
ner. illustrated by w. Sherman
Potts. New York: Doubleday. Page
Co. Washington: Woodward q
Lothrop.
THE DlSlNTEIesHAJING CHURCH. BY
Frederick William Atkinson New
York: Broadway Publishing Com
pany
THE BOOK OF LOVE. With an In
PRODUCTION by Madison Cawefn
Drawings by wladyslaw r Benda.
New York: The Macmillan Company
Washington: Brentano's.
HAPHAzARD QUOTATIONS, Collected
During an Idle Summer Month.
with a Winter Addition BY L. E.
B. (Mrs. John Boggs). New York:
The Alice Hartman Company.
ROCKY FORK. By Mary HartweII
Catherwood. illustrated by Frank
T. Merrill. New Edition Boston:
Lothrop. Lee Shepard Co.
PROPERTY INSURANCE.; Compri.ing
Fire and Marine Insurance., Cor
porate Surety Bonding, Title In
surance and Credit Insurance. BY
Solomon S. Huebner. Phi d., Pro-
lessor Of Insurance and Commerce.
Wharton School OF Finance and
Commerce. University OF PennsyI-
vania. New York: d. Appleton &s
Co.
THE CATSPAW. BY William Hamilton
Osborne. author Of N"The Red Mouse"
etc. illustrated by F. Graham
Cootes. New York: Dodd, Mead &
Co.
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CHAPTER K.
The Lake Isle.
sFOrbiddAn?'


Forbidden. SIR" The young Mussul-
man inclined his primrose turban, but
stood firm.
Past his shoulder David could see Ro-
sario failing the water. with q play Of
back muscles that wrinked tho white
jacket. The dugout swan deep. weighted
with a cargo of bilge or rain. which quiv-
cred round the robbers feet and shone
like quicksilver. The escape would be
slow. It was none the easier to watch.
"Who forbids?" David met stare with
stare, GOODNESS with GOODNESS. WHO are
you?''
What lay behind such unwonted impu-
dence he could not guess. But this inn
perious native spoke like one having au-
thOrtty.
"It matters little who I am, was the
calm retort. MY orders matter greatly.
This lake Is at present forbidden to any
man short of regent or resident. Call
back your servant
The young mans turban and the ar.
rogant poisc Of his head gave him almost
an appearance OF being tall and master
full: his face, delicately modelled and Of a
brown hardly deeper than sunburn, shone
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Hopkins has exhibited at the Pennsyl-
vania Academy in Philadelphia, ana a
the Paris Salon, and in both this country
and abroad her work has attracted much
favorable attention.
~
an interesting collection OF etchinsa
"a and Autographs by Dutch cotem-
porary etchers and photographers has also
lately been added to tho library's per-
manent collection. It is composed chiefly
Of Holland scenes. views in Amsterdam.
at The Hague and elsewhere. Some ex-
amples by A. l.. Roster. and others by
Van Roggen. are especially strong and
impressive. All show the distinguishing
tendencies Of modern Dutch art.
yV7ILLIAM KEITH, the California artist
w who died about fortnight ago, was
a conspicuous figure in American art. He
was born in Scotland in 1880 and was
brought to this country when q lad of
twelve years. Like Mr. Shirlaw and
many other distinguished painters Of that
period. he served an apprenticeship as q
wood engraver, and worked for some time
on Harper's Weekly and Monthly. In
1859 he went to San Francisco and when
tive processes made wood engraving un-
profitable he went out Of doors and tried
to paint" From the first he was sue
cessful. For both his black and white
sketches and water colors he found ready
sale, and in 1869 he had laid aside enough
from his earnings to 60 abroad and study.
For q time he was at Dusseldorf, but
very little trace Of Dusseldorf training
is to be found in his work. Possibly he
was not callow enough when he went
ern breadth of outlook preventing pill
ability. Certainly he gained more from a
latter sojourn in Spain than from the
months Of toll in Dusseldorf.
In 1890 George Inness visited California
and spent several months with William
Keith, working with him in the open and
in his studio over the old California street
market. From that year to this his in
fuence was strongly felt in Mr.. Keith's
works. Not that he initiated Inness. but
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The discovery sent David laundering
faster down the slope. my friend. ]
have your line now! I've got him. by
Darwin and Hanuman!'
So, following the revel OF the apes
where they swan through that leafy ele-
ment. he shot out Of the woods, across
the road again and down through another
hanging forest. A path. we'll beaten
swerved suddenly to join his course. Now
for on either hand the mountain drop
ped through an impenetrable net OF
lianas. pierced only by this path. No
choice of direction-even here the tough
serpentine creepers had been chopped
gled close and heavy. like cordage cut
away in shipwreck Rosario might not
choose but stay in the path.
Now. also, David could fall into that
long. skipping step which devours the
ground. and which. to down-hill running,
imparts JOY like the Joy Of flight. He
drank the fragrant air before him. His
descent outstripped the descent OF morn
Ing, and left II lingering far above on the
mountain peaks: for once. over q cleared
terrace. he shot past q cluster of woven
huts all punctured with ruby points OF
light. and showing-a night piece In trans
;parency-the black shapes OF mountaineers
huddled round q brazier. like an arrested
by a handful Of Goals. The sight recalled
to David as he ran that other plated hut
In q palm grove at dawn. He passed an
EMPOWERED hamlet all asleep, except for
it's white-bearded chieftain, who. in ghost
ly robe. stood smoking pensively long
cigarette before his gate, revolving state
craft for his family of neighbors. And
next, overhead. the bush apes, perched
like dim clusters Of uneasy fruit, their
chattering silenced and their fickle inter-
est gone. After that, q heeting impress
sion Of sounds buried among tho trees:
Drums beat in feeble monotony. and scat
tered choirs-of many voices. from many
places. but one in key and rhythm
chanted the Koran OF the prophet, to
greet the day. Down into q waking val
ley the path sped like an arrow and David
was with It.
"Rot" He slid to q standstill. block
AIDED. for suddenly another path forked
before him. down to the left. And this
nor monkey to point the way. David
stood alone on an open scar Of red earth.
Far Off, above the wooded belt. where
chimara tops prolonged their sage-green
mist, range OF deep blue FruJiyamas In
terlOcked in jagged profile against the
morning. The slant edge Of one glOwed
! white hot, like steel rail In a foundry.
Here and there. aloft In broader incan-
descence, floating wisps Of crater smoke
already caught the sunrise. Below. the
whole valley lay smothered in cool fog,
white 40 cotton. through which rose palm
heads like tAttered islands. The beating
Of drums. the chanting OF the Koran rose
| louder from the near edge OF this vapor-
Gus lake.
1--WE lost him." David grumbled. Once
he gets down into that"
With strong disfavor he considered the
forking paths. The left branch wound
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CHAPTER K.-Continued.

This new reach Of highway was not
empty. The azure dawn revealed. close
at hand. q little knot OF burden bearers.
Above them reared two shapes on horse
back A we'll fed Chinaman. in silks OF
q pale and vernal green. sat resting his
pony for the climb. With huge diamonds
in her ears, his best wife waited beside
him, her slant eyes fixed On her saddle
bow in conscious propriety.
"Baba," said David, saluting. "Baba,
have you seen q man pass?'
The plump equestrian merchant nodded
courteously. His eyes twinkled with the
ready humor Of one who had overlooked
few details in q busy life.
"Sir," he answered. sharpening the low
Malay with his Chinese brogue. sir. q
run"
(Which way then. Baba?''
"a thief; said So The sumptuous
horseman nodded in satisfaction. His
light. "a thief. He wore at his girdle a
sirih bag and stopped to put something
inside II. Then he ran So" And the
Chinaman jerked his thumb toward Il
pointed arch Of bamboo below the road.
Il thank you; rn sa daxn s STaen nta av the
dusky forest.
Here. though he left daylight behind.
his race was not 20 incumbered. Now
and then he struck the tOinted pillar OF
q bamboo, and recoiled with aching ribs;
but under foot the ferns and wiry creep
ers had given way to short. tough grass
and herbs, on q convex slope which tilted
less violently down to the next ravine.
Dodging and doubling like q halfback
through q crowded field, David made such
speed that the brushing OF his passage
stirred the leaves continuous as q wind.
Presently, even while he galloped. tbis
steady rustling surprised him by lis mag
nitude He seemed to disturb the very
tree tops. like . giant. And why did the
noise precede him in q whispering rush
that crew louder and louder, as though
the invisible spur Of the mountain ahead
reysrberated his echoes throughout the
cool, deep morning?
A running volley of squeaks, OF cries
half smothered among leaves and switch
Ing branches, began to answer his ques-
ton. Below him the feathery heads of q
little grove dropped In the dawn. without
a breath to sway them. Yet straight
across their surface went Q marrow swath
Of motion, q single wave. where the bam-
boo fronds violently tossed. Black imps
appeared and disappeared through this ar
boreal tunult, paving ana elbowing like
swimmers who romp In green surf.
Monkeys" thought the runner. MY
friends OF last night. The bush apes"
And then he understood their commo-
ton, II travelled far below him, but in q
straight line. The black and hairy tribe
could neither gambol 80 fast, nor keep
up such a derisive squabble. unless they.
too. were giving chase.
IT'S Rosario. They're following him. -
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Kuyper Of The Hague, which is to be
sold at auction in Amsterdam the last OF
May. 1t Is folio size and contains fifty
or moro fine photographers. The collec-
works, two beautiful Corots. two Dau-
bignys. Diaz, Rousseau, three Millets,
q group Of works by modern Dutch paint
ers. headed by Israels and including the
brothers Maris. Mesdag and others. and
Of several Of the 1880 men, among whom
taille. The catalogue, which IL indeed q
sumptuous publication. is In itself a val
liable possession.
9 EVERAL of the Washington artists
- are represented in the exhibition Of
contemporary art which opened in the
Peabody Institute, Baltimore, last Satur-
day evening. Richard N. Brooke has sent
two landscapes. Miss Meta Craig two
interiors. Miss Ellen Day Hale portrait
study of young girl entitled 1.-The
Reader" Miss Catharine C. Critcher her
picture "Fascinations.'' and Mrs. Bush
Brown a genre, IA Little Out Patient" a
at clinic. This exhibition comprises 113
paintings and 80 works in sculpture.
Among the artists represented are Ce-
ella Beaux, Sergeant Kendall. Douglas
VOlk, L. w. OeWlng, Charles warren
Eaton. Leonard ochtman. Elmer scho-
field, Charles w. Hawthorne and Hugh
H. Breckenridge. The sculpture shown
is by Edward Berge,. Ephraim Keyser,
Ernest w. Keyser. J. Maxwell Miller,
Hans Schiller, Grace H. Turnbull, Eman-
uel Cavacos, George A. Conlon, Rachel
M. Hawks and Emily C. Bishop. all, ex-
cept the last, Of Baltimore. The exhibit
ton is open until May ID It is held
under the auspices Of the Peabody In
stitute and the Charcoal Club
ss,oo AFt Mo maK at 1ne @
given by e. c.. Messer. the principal.
and will be illustrated. The subject has
not been announced, but being the last
talk Of the season. 1t will be something
specially timely and significant.
LEILA MECELIN.
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Why She Went.

From the Boston Traveller.
A little boy and little girl were play
ing in the street out In Newton the
other day They Quarreled and the boy
struck the girl In the face. Then q
passerby interfered.
There. there!" he soothed, awkwardly,
eft doesn't hurt 10 much now. does It?
Better stop crying"
II amt c-c-cryin' because 1t hurts"
sobbed tie little one. I'm cryin' be-
cause Jimmie ran away after he hit me
an wouldn't come back an let me for
give him.
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tho author Of ''The Great White North
Miss Critcher is represented In the Pea
body Institutes exhibition at Baltimore
by the child picture entitled "Fascina-
the Society Of Washington Artists an
nual exhibition at the Corcoran Gallery
OF Art.
TWO well known portrait painters are
temporarily working in this city.
Anders Zorn. the great Scandinavian
painter and etcher, who was this year
member Of the international jury Of the
Carnegie Institute. Is here painting por-
traits Of the President and tho Vice Pres
ident; and Alphonse Jongers, a French
man by birth, but an American by long
residence and adoption. is painting por-
trait Of Secretary Knox for the Pitts
burg Bar Association.
~
THE annual exhibition Of the Capital
Camera Club opens with a private
view and reception next Friday evening.
May 5. 1t will comprise about go works.
which were chosen from over 700 submit
ted. The jury of selection was Richard
N. Brooke, E. c. Messer. James Henry
Moser, Harold Macdonald and Mrs. Ma
thilde Mueden Leisenring.
-
MR. MCGUIRE. the director Of the
AvA Corcoran Gallery. has recently ac-
quired for his private collection an inter-
esting small bronze Of horse by p. ].
Meme. It Is an Arabian steed, sleek
bodied. clean, small legs. head held high
and large. sensitive nostrils. The model
ing Is suave. but strong, and the work is
both mature and spirited. The bronze
has, moreover. interesting color and sur
face texture which by collector are
priced.
Il
THE Corcoran Gallery has received
this week most elaborate and
beautiful illustrated catalogue Of q COL
lection of paintings by the late NJ. de
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OF the Library of Congress has
for moro than . year been illus
trating the history Of painting.
Reproductions Of the works Of the earli-
est Italian painters have been shown, ana
now that Of Fra Angelica. who was one
Of those to bridge over the transition
sance. Is on view. Fra Angelica was
born In 1887 and died in 1456. He worked
at Cortona and Foligno. at Florence and
in Rome. Almost all Of his paintings were
Of q religious character and were exc
cuted for the church. In the hundred
and more years that had passed since
Cimabue's paintings had established q
tradition some long strides had been
taken, but the Byzantine influence was
still strongly felt. Figures were still
stifiiy represented. but q sense Of beauty
was beginning to awaken.
1t was the manifestation of this new
sensibility In Fra Angelico's works which
gave them distinction and still sets them
apart from all others. It is true that
his paintings were primarily illustrative.
Lake almost all the early religious paint
ings. they were meant to tell a story. In
that day very few could read, and there
fore 1t was the more important to have
religious history set forth In pictures
But there is reason to believe that Fra
Angelica was something more than an
he was an artist loving
form, line and color, delighting in his
work and executing 1t not only with rev.
erencs. but with Joy In production. His
figures as seen IN the great frescoes. re-
produced by photographs. set forth in
tho Library Of Congress-. are formal. but
they possess a sculpturesque dignity and
beauty.
ARRANGEMENT OF the drapery there Is
great simplicity. which indicates not only
mastery OF technique, but frank habit OF
thought The skill with which he ar
ranged his compositions Is also to be
noted. He had, apparently. q strong
decorative instinct, for the spaces In
which he placed his pictures are all well
filled with nicely balanced compositions.
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IL would. One wonders now and then
how Il would affect the essentials OF time
and phce ana action n these were pro-
sented in current speech. Dialect Of any
sort may do something worry important
in the interests Of literature, but It IS
great trial to ono desiring to get forward.
"ME-sBlTTH." BY Caroline I4ockhart
Philadelphia: J. B. Lippincott Com
pany.
A canvas somewhat roomier than the
ordinary 10 stretched here. one held. be-
sides. in good balance Of parts, with more
ern'' story. Smith, hery comet Of ex-
its ana entrances the electrifying
power OF this dashing plot, whose field
is a remote ranch house. Smith loves the
pretty school teacher stopping at this
place In the crude pursuit Of her vocation.
Smith makes love. in grHceless, merce-
nary fashion, to the Indian woman who
owns the house and miles Of ranch. along
with countless cattle. Out Of this double
coil flung OF by Smith q robust story
grows. The personnel Of the adventure
Is large and diverse. Minor episodes de-
rowly and then to swing as eeoondaries
into the orbit Of Smith A story Of good
plan and good character making. 1t IL
blemished by an ending SO melodramatic
and withal 50 horrible in It's conception
of detail that out Of this ono is inclined
to suspect the value Of the whole.
WHAT HAPPENED AT QUASI; the
story Of q Carolina Cruise. BY
George Cary Eggleston. author OF
Camp Venture" etc. Illustrated by
II. c. Edwards. Boston: Lothrop.
Lee 4 Shepard.
\ Boys will. without any question what
ever. pay the tribute OF a ready reading
to this book It 10 their book. Moreover,