The Birmingham age-herald., 1921-10-23

direction toward it's success.
 There has not been an idle mo-
 ment with Mr. Bowie since the early
 days of the past summer, committee after committee being formed; de- est there came to visit them Kali and Apepi and that Pwyll who once reigned for a year in Annwvyn
 Very closely related to the ill-fated tale of "Jurgen" Is this new story of Manuel the Swineherd, who became Manuel the Redeemer, and went pres entity to have his abode in that fair ot which many of us have al- ready journeyed in company with MT L.ts.., anu wnlcn is named Stori- sende. For Manuel, like Jurgen. lived 'in the old days when miracles were as common as fruit pies" there in the legend enshrouded land of Poictesme. He was only a tender of pigs in the beginning, this strong and ruddy Manuel, but his father was Orlander the Swimmer, the son of MimM. "Out of the void and the darkness that is peopled by Mimir's brood, from the ultimate silent fastnesses of the sea, blind Orlander came. When tempests are seething and roaring
 from the Aesir's inverted bowl, all
 seamen have heard his shouting"
 But the mother of Manuel was only mortal Dorothy of the White Arms. And when she was dying this Dor i olhy laid a geas upon her son, which
 geas was that he should make fine l figure in the world And Manuel wrought figure of marsh clay from
 the pool of Haranton, wherein they say strange dreams engender," and this he shaped and reshaped that he
 might get 1t to his liking, and thus fulfill his geas and be free to go out into the world and follow after his
 own thinking and his own desires" | THE CRIMSON BLOTTERs' 1 By Isabel Ostrander; Robert N Me- | Bride & Co, Publishers, New York l City.
 l "He will die at midnight. You can- not prevent it." It seemed a joke. or at worst the work of a crank, this | letter which had come to the police, announcing the murder of one of the | worlds great bankers and philan- | thropists. The man had no enemies | he laughed when the police insisted upon guarding his house. Why, above
 all, should a murderer send warn ! ing of his intended crime?"
 Then, despite the police, who guard ] ed every inch of the ground, despite the sealed doors and windows and | the watchfulness of the servants. all | of them above suspicion--death came.
 How? Only a crimson stain upon a
 blotter offered a clue.
 | It is Isabel Ostrander at her most | exciting and original best that we find in this new novel, which, be- ginning with a surprise, continues at
 constantly augmenting speed through I 300 pages "The Crimson Blotter" is just such an collaborating yarn as one would expect to come from the pen l of the author of How Many Cards?'
 and Ashes to Ashes
 "FURTHER E. K. MEANS ' N l By F. K. Means. G. P. Putnam's
 Sons. Publishers, New York City Following "E. K. Means" comes I"Further E.. K. Means" by F. K. Means, containing seven negro sto-
 ries, some amusing in the telling ot
 the "doings' of tho negro folk of Tickfall.
 Several of these same ,colo-ed | people as well as the whitet gentle ! man. Colonel Gaitskill have already appeared in other books by the same are now added. The Rev Vinegar Ats, skeeter Butts. the barkeeper,
 Figger Bush and others arc. familiar
 names to MT. Means' readers.
 The opening talo of the new vol ume, "The Left Hind Foot" Is con cerned with tho adventures of {
 small coiored boy known as Litu' Bit, his white chum, Orren Randolph Gaitskill. generally called Org. an T alligator, aa mule. . rabbits foot mounted in silver, and tho guardian thereof. one Mustard Prophet How all these and . number of other per