Arizona republican., 1918-11-17

Music and Art. These live and . grow and flower where inspiration . is fertile. So | say 10 myself, 1. where's the wonder that romance germinated the Neapolitan; that the soul of David trembled with the !. songs he breathed; that art blos- somed in the breezes of the Aegean? For where inspiration is, there also is its kin. You really eX- pect to meet d Michel Angelo in Italy: a Millet in Paris; a Dos toievsky on the cobble stones Of Moscow; a Hawthorne nearby the old Salem customs house; Schu- mann Heink amidst the flowers Of California: a Paderewski some where in the weird jOvialty of Pol and. Their autobiographies are the relation of their achievements; their achievements the offspring or their environment.
 To me. there's none of the in spirationaI in monotony; no poetry in widespread plains, as there IS in the ilmitable, nervous. flung out sea: or does the never-chang- ing sky call out such emotions as does the bellying storm cloud The
 
 al phenomena that appears to ex- ist bv virtue of no logic save force, the unreason of madness and ap- parent abandon of elements,-these kindle the genius fan the enthusl- asm and illuminate the inspiration that throws the superstructure or Literature. Music and Art into relief. There is so much of the stutf or which inspiration IS woven m II'e splendid commonwealth of ArlZona that it seems to me 10 be the nome the very birthplace of hlsh purpose noble action and Sloritled attalh- mcnt. In these mountains, on lheSe deserts, down these canyons top ping these peaks, ahsorolnG theSe colors. inhaling these pelluclu breaths. hearing these eloquent wa ter tongues is the uh clothed spirit of the finest This ls the land of inspiration,-and in spiration begets Literature and Music and Art.
 IN CONDUCTING this little depart ment clustered around the three motives that title it. that will ap- pear each Sunday in The Repuo- lican. I want to lay down three thoughts for my own guidance
 To he helpful,
 To be candid, and
 To be free.
 Hcluful in the sense of oncouraG- ing the love, the study and the un- derstanding of the fine. the Worth- while urges of life; candid Tn dls- cussiuS the multfarious influences that are constantly aiding and de- tcrring the growth of real culture; and free to stretch my mental antennae in whatever direction, to whatever purpose, and by whatever manner the occasion may require or suggest. Thus, my purpose IS manl- fest 10 be unrestricted, in sense vet always toward the end that IS honestly worth gaining. After all won will say. His three thoughts are not rules" Most assuredly not I hate rules!
 THE BOOK MARKET IS in a stra17t condition. There are all manner ol snlendid works being published The season is Ion" and yet there is little less than the normal oe- mand for this time of the year. A ,r sor7eUhat casual survey of sales conditions during the past few days indicates that the following, Tn lht order named. are selling best,
 Money Maker. Irving K. Al'en'
 Our Admirable Betty, Jetter> FarnoI. nL.,s 11t. T.-L;rrFor
 Cabin Fever, B. M. Bower.
 The City oF Masks, George Bar McCutheon.
 Nanv attractive juvenile book .ro on the local shelves and are re ', nortod to be in good demand. Ju vcntlc literature is assumln' greater and greater magnltud every year.
 CITY WITHOUT A LIBRAR vvou1d be like a desert without wal c. to most lovers of literature p5oenix has had a taste of such eo1dition since the closing of its m .,ftution because of necessary pre- ,autions IL was almost my ITS rriviIerc. in Phoenix, to secure iihrarv card. chose one O Dreisar's hooks. The Titan an' a volume of Edgar Allen Poe.
 gtul have them. Have read then both But I cannot return them O 6orrow others. And am lost. Tn absence of library privileges va ncvor so severely felt, I imagine a those who arc the patrons or ,th focal institution have felt the clos ing of this one.
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