The Birmingham age-herald., 1916-11-26

story, Mr. Bartlett has written pure TO- nance with the faintest background of the financial district of New York. The story Is of man and two girls, the one petted, fascinating debutante. the other a sterling, steady business woman. In letter received by the author while the story was running as a serial, a reader says, Ut is one of the loveliest romances I have ever read-the kind which is so interesting one would sit up nights to finish it; the kind one sell dom finds"
 The title leads one to expect something ephemeral, but the content is a piece of excellent realism, of the school of MT. Howells. Not a word too much, not a slip in the firm, sure touch which car ries us along easily and smoothly on a pleasant canter through Wall street to other pastures; even for few days to rural New England, where starts out an excellent parsonage, the aunt of the heroine, who is quite worthy of Miss Wilkins pen.
 ION THE BATTLE FRONT OF EN-
 GINEERING."
 By A, Russell Bond. Illustrated. The
 Century Co.,, publishers, New York.
 Vivid fairy tales of science featuring actual triumphs of American engineering, ana ueSCTlDlnS lIcll etS VlshSSoSo "J boy heroes of the story, is the clever manner of handling "On the Battle Front of Engineering." These boys ask all the questions boys would naturally ask under the circumstances and thus gain clear exclamation of each process or ex- pedient involved.
 The two young heroes of the story are given unusual facilities for visiting ana examining many of the most notable en- .l-1, <Hf< <nTfr are fortunate in finding themselves under the guidance of an expert who explains Sc simply and yet so comprehensively that the youngest reader can readily under stand tho tremendous campaign launched against great natural forces "on the bat tie front of engineering campaign not to destroy but to bring these forces into permanent alliance with the require nlents of mankind Among the chapters are: "Harnessing River" "A Water Cure for a Flattened Pipeline,' Light and Heat From Snow, Feeding Riv- CT With Pumps etc, etc.
 "DEAD YESTERDAY"
 By Mary Agnes Hamilton. George H..
 Doran company, publishers. SS West
 Thirtysecond street. New York.
 In Dead Yesterday" Mary Agnes Hamilton's novel, we have the plot laid ii eic 1uStHnQ CL yeSltTuSy y---lH' otflS Y words. before the war or rather thc representative part of England show in the semi-literary, semi-fss sshionahl set in London, some Journalists. som 7rtists. some parlia mentarians, anf some ordinary people All of ther with more or less cleverness, voic the alrea6y trite cvnicisms of tn neriod, the lament over the death c reality and feeling and sincerity. T. is very well done, The little group of which the principal character-one cannot call him hero-Nigel Strode is the center is drawn with skill EAey impress us as young people of V ultra -modern type, it is tfue. but
 unwilling to seize chance to get
 into the open and draw long
 h. young Irishman. the Hon.
 se OConnor, called Jimmy. is tho VI spokesman of this mood of im- pN ce. Scratch any intellectual" !" hS IS, land you'll find him weeping with ennui. q We've no future. we're the slaves of our past. Every emotion has been felt a million times md expressed a thousand