Hume, 211; McCalman, 413; Old, 208; English Books, 126; Conferences, Renan, 242; Garner, Arber, 356; History, Chart of, Lawney, 144; History, Guide to, Cory, 200; Lessons in, Whit- ney and Knox, 216; Letters, Scoones, 305; Liberals, Davidson, 388; Litera- ture, Brooks, 266, Maertz, 418, Mor- ley, 53, Swinton, 216; Men of Letters, 51, 120, 154, 227, 265, 323, 345, 431; Plant Names, 436; Poets, Ward, 279; Society at Home, Maurier, 464. 259 Johnson, O., Garrison and his Times, 441 Johnston, J. F. W., Chemistry of Com. 159 Jones, C. H., Dickens, 159; Gladstone, Jones, E. H., Romances of Mid. Ages, 175 Journal of Anthropological Inst., 46, 162; Franklin Inst., 146, 163; Mental Sci- 344 Junkin, X., Life of Hancock, 13 Poetry, Current (see names of authors). Poetry, for Children, Eliot, 27; Inevita- ble, 393; by Telegraph, 212; of To-day, Poetry, Contributed and Selected: Bart- lett, S. P., God Careth, 229; Bates, C. F., To Emerson, 179; Bates, K. L., Shelley, 261; Cole, S. V., To Longfel low, 212; Cooke, R. T., Emerson, 178; Domett, A., or Dowling, B., Revelry in India, 160; Downs, A. S., To Emer- son, 57; Graves, A. P., Irish Songs, 309; Hayne, P. H., Emerson, 181; To Swinburne, 24; Lang, A., Ballade of Bookhunters, 228; Larcom, L., To Em- erson, 176; Lytton, E. B., Books, 124; Preston, M. J., To Emerson, 174; To Hawthorne, 108; Rich, H., His Heirs, 181; Savary, J., Thoreau, 8; Shoemak- er, W. L., To Bodenstedt, 40; To Em- erson, 180; Longfellow, 372; Shurtleff, W. S., To Emerson, 177; Spencer, C. E., Bryant's Wish, 212; Symonds, J. 125 Shelley, P. B., Poems from, Brooke, 296; 261 209 Roe, E. P., Day of Fate, 394; Sinall Fruits, 207 Story of an Honest Man, About, Summer and its Diseases, Wilson, Sunday at Home, ans, 397; Anatomy of Abuses, Stubbes, 159 Vicar of Wakefield, Goldsmith, 320 Vigfusson, G., Sturlunga Saga, Sunday School Books, Sylvan Spring, Heath, Symington, A. J., Lover, 258; Moore, 353; Sketches and Studies in S. Europe,191 Tales of Old Thule, Smith, Warren, S., Experiences of a Barrister, Washington, Portraits of, Baker, Watkins, M. G., Bird Life, 124 Weisse, J. A., Obelisk and Freemasonry, 297 289 Valley of Poppies, 230 264 Vambery, 172 211 247, 277 Van Loon, E., Mystery of Allanwold, 280 228 12, 467 15 Venable, W. H., Teacher's Dream, 440 36 159 113 20 Verne, J., Tribulations of a Chinaman, 374 200 201 400 265 321 135 170 95 207 312, 373 Visconti, P. E., 419 81 Vivian the Beauty, Edwardes, 260 Vizitelly, H., Diamond Necklace, 434 35 Voice Production, Holmes, 161 79 Vose, J. E., Handbook of Grammar, 211; 217 Review by, 20 The Literary World. that those who do the most mischief are example, as his precepts are sound in the "the original fabricators of error, to wit: the men generally who write for the news papers." Next to these he puts the "authors of the vapid, trashy, 'sensation novels' of the day." The fact, therefore, that the main portion of this book appeared in a New York newspaper probably accounts for the 3 rhetorical, grammatical, and linguistic shortcomings which disfigure it from beginning to end. 3 4 7 10-11 11-12 12 13 8 8 8 8 9 12 66 The author quotes, to point his moral, certain strictures of Dean Alford, in the course of which the use of "individual" for the noun man is deprecated, but on the page which introduces this extract he uses the word, and repeats it in other places. He condemns the use of words of Latin origin, and yet uses "commence" for begin, and "denominate" for name or call. He points 13out instances in which the subjunctive mode 13 is neglected, and then writes his own sentences in the same faulty style. He gives 8 an entire chapter to the subject of misused words, and then writes, "It may be well to remark here.. on;""the student should practise line by line on," and speaks of rendering" the Church service. He writes of avoiding the "contraction" of a habit of formal utterance, forgetting that the word contraction means "the act of bringing into a narrow compass," and should not be used in that connection instead of "contracting." He pleads strongly for precision and against the use of expletives, and yet uses "scholar" for pupil, and crowds his pet expletives into his phrases until they become tiresome. For construction we present the following sentence (?) as an example: "Just as a man will write his own name more illegibly - and therefore worse than he writes anything else." We notice the following expressions: "The entire diameter of the system" (of elocution), a "depreciating vulgarism" (for a depreciative vulgarism); "made rather a happy hit" (for a rather happy hit). 13-14 14 15 15 MR. GOULD'S POOR ENGLISH.* R. GOULD'S Good English is a reprint of a book which some will remember as having been published a dozen years ago. Owing to the fact that a portion of the volume treated subjects that have lost present interest, it now appears with fourteen pages less than it formerly had. Though thirty-four pages have been omitted, the space has been partially filled with new matter. The tone of the book is very dogmatic, and one would suppose that the author's statements were beyond question, and that his style was unimpeachable. The style is, on the other hand, far from perfect, and we find the writer constantly offending against the canons of criticism which he lays down. Mr. Gould writes with a stiffness which seems to come from an attempt at an unnat ural precision, cultivated by one the rudi ments of whose education were not based upon thorough instruction. Dean Trench and Noah Webster are his bêtes noir, and he pursues the latter with the unrelenting spirit of a Spanish Inquisitor. He finds the English language deteriorating remarkably, he tells us, and says on one page that the responsibility for the deplorable condition of affairs rests "mainly" on our good writers; but on another he says • Good English; or Popular Errors in Language. By Edward S. Gould. Revised edition. A. C. Armstrong & Son. $1.25. It must not be supposed that there are no merits in this book. One chapter on clerical elocution, for example, though hardly pertinent to the main topic, and though addressed only to the clergy of the Protestant Episcopal Church, contains suggestions that we It is in many respects the best short address of its kind we have ever read, and ought to be put into a tract. But the astonishing coolness and positiveness with which the author condemns others for errors which he constantly commits himself, makes it fitting that his own efforts should be treated with exact should like to see observed. way of direct teaching, it seems appropriate in a book on Errors in Language,' to point out some of his blunders, that they may be avoided, instead of imitated, by his students." Without approving the teachings of either Trench or Gould, we feel that duty demands of us to commend the ingredients of the former's chalice to the lips of the author of Good English, a book that is better described by the second portion of its title, "Popular Errors in Language," than by the first. AN ENGLISH WOMAN IN COLORADO.* THE HE author of this volume is an Englishwoman of the traditionally plucky type, who, having completed a six months' visit to the Sandwich Islands, crossed to the United States at San Francisco, and plunged into the recesses of the Rocky Mountains in search of such scenes and adventures as the region might afford. Entirely alone, with no little experience of life in the rough, fearless and resolute, an accomplished horsewoman, possessed of a ready tact which enabled her to fit into the most incongruous and difficult circumstances, carrying herself everywhere with unfailing dignity, and withal the mistress of a strong common sense, she was equipped as few women are for the rude and exhausting, and sometimes perilous, situations in which she was constantly placed. There is not one woman in a thousand capable of achieving such an adventure, or indeed who would be likely to live to tell the story of it. Miss Bird's letters home to her sister, which are the basis of the present volume, were first published in an English periodical, and richly deserve reproduction in this more permanent form. The book makes no delay in San Francisco, but begins promptly with the ascent of the mountains on the way to Col orado, where the author was to seek and make her first acquaintance with the wonders and beauties of the great American wilderness. At Truckee she bravely left the train in order to pay a visit to Tahoe and Donner Lakes. It was near midnight as she entered the rough hotel, with its crowded and noisy bar-room. She made the best of such accommodations as could be provided for her, and slept the sleep of the just, notwithstanding the tumult around her. The next morning she donned her riding suit, called for a horse, and set out unattended for Lake Tahoe. The horse proved unsuitable, was frightened by a bear which crossed the Mr. Gould undoubtedly points out a path, threw his rider, and ran away, leaving number of faults, but he has not won the Miss Bird to shift for herself as well as she position of a philologist or of a writer of could until the fractious steed was captured Trench "the first clause of Romans ii: 21," restored to her. elegant style. He commends to Dean by some friendly wagoners and finally and says: "Unfortunately the Dean's English is full of faults; and since his practice is likely to be as pernicious, in the way of care. At last she reached the A Lady's Life in the Rocky Mountains. Illus. G. P. Putnam's Sons. $1.75. book Take him for all in all [says the author, in his preface], he was a man; one so genuine, through and through, that it may be doubted whether he really was. And surely History can show us few could even form a conception of what a sham figures in which utter veracity of character exhibits itself in so explosive and drastic a shape. irregular wooden inn, by the side of the not even its always graphic and And what a strange, startling, interesting, lonely lake, and here established herself for sometimes powerful and beautiful descrip- strong, weak, great, little, intense, shallow, the night. Returning to Truckee, on another tions of the grand natural scenery of the proud, unreserved, constant, fickle, wild, day she made a similar excursion to Donner Rocky Mountains-than the testimony it undisciplined, long-suffering character he Lake, and then resuming the cars rode on by bears to man's innate reverence for every draws! a wayward and wonderful nature of way of Ogden and Fort Laramie to Chey-woman who reveres herself. At no point an artist whose genius is not yet established, enne, and finally brought up in Estes Park, but, according to many persons, is gaining a romantic but remote and inaccessible spot, steadily in reputation. where she settled down, with great zest, into the life of the ranchman's family who were its only settlers. A cabin was assigned her for her exclusive use, though an unsavory tenant of the empty space beneath the floor gave her occasional uneasiness, not to say trouble. She paid eight dollars a week for board, but was less of a boarder than a member of the family, sharing in the domestic work of the household like a sensible woman, and even taking a hand with the men when there was a hard day's work of herding cattle to be done. The excitement and exhilaration of these occasions may be understood from a single glimpse like this: After a 6.30 breakfast this morning, we started, the party being composed of my host, a hunter from the Snowy Range, two stockmen from the Plains, one of whom rode a violent "buckjumper," and was said by his companions to be the best rider in North Americay," and myself. as the custom is, with light snaffle bridles, leather guards over our feet, and broad wooden stirrups, and each carried his lunch in a pouch slung on the lassooing horn of his saddle. Four big, badly-trained dogs accompanied us. It was a ride of nearly thirty miles, and of many hours, one of the most splendid I ever took. We never We were all mounted on Mexican saddles, rode, got off our horses, except to tighten the girths, we ate our lunch with our bridles knotted over our saddle-horns, started over the level at full gallop, leapt over trunks of trees, dashed madly down hillsides, rugged with rocks or strewn with great stones, forded deep rapid streams, saw lovely lakes and views of surpassing magnificence, startled a herd of elk with uncouth heads and monstrous antlers, and in the chase, which was unsuccessful, rode to the very base of Long's Peak, over 14,000 feet high, where the bright waters of one of the affluents of the Platte burst from the eternal snows through a canyon of indescribable majesty. This was in no sense an exceptional excursion. Miss Bird's days were filled with such, the most serious of which perhaps was the ascent of Long's Peak, a feat of which she magnanimously makes light, as being one which a member of the Alpine Club would hold of no account, but which, even from the modest story she gives of it, was evidently no girl's play. perhaps does this fact come out more forci- (We must say, in passing, that the medical term drastic is here very inappropriate and inexpressive, besides being needlessly obscure to the common reader, not to say pedantic.) One of the most striking and admirable Miss Bird saw a very different phase of traits in Berlioz's character was his pride in Rocky Mountain life and character from that music as a high and noble art, his unswervwhich usually appears in books of this de-ing devotion to it through many difficulties, scription, and the views which her pages and his uncompromising determination to open are as entertaining as they are uncon- maintain its ideal and perfect form accordventional. No human contrast could be ing to his idea of it; and he united to this a stronger than that between this spirited rare resolution and endurance adequate to woman, glowing with health and healthy the task, a persuasion that he was born for animalism, and the dyspeptics and consump- a mission which he would follow in spite of tives who make so marked a strain in the Colorado population—at least in the com- independence of common opinions, seeming everything, and an entire, not to say saucy, munity of visitors. The lovers of the liter- to rise at times into a noble sort of poise ature of nature and adventure owe to the above all the wrangles and ambitions of the American publishers a debt of gratitude for world. He says of himself: rescuing this very racy narrative for them out of the relative obscurity of an English periodical. N BERLIOZ.* A host of people must have looked upon me as a madman, since I looked upon them as children and simpletons. And again: The love of money has never allied itself in a single instance with my love of art. But what matters it? . . . My scores are published now; the exactness of my assertions can be easily verified. And even if they are never interesting, even a moving, book, not easily laid down when once begun, at least by those who think it a gain to meet and know a fresh and uncommon character. The volume, of 427 pages, contains a bio-ity. graphical sketch by the translator; ten letters Speaking of certain popular notions about written by Berlioz from Germany to several his compositions which he pronounces unfriends, during his musical journeys, under- true, he exclaims: taken for the production of his compositions under his own direction; selections from sundry works of Berlioz, including "Evenings in the Orchestra," Musical Grotesques, A Travers Chants; two appendices, conMusic was a passion with him from a very taining the Funeral Discourse over Berlioz, early age, and his ardor had to triumph over One may well wonder how pleasantly a and a catalogue of his published works; parental displeasure and opposition. Both woman, a real woman, could get along in and an Index. The writer's work in the father and mother condemned and cast him such scenes as these, mingling with the Biographical Sketch" is exceedingly well off. But he was unshaken not only by this roughest characters on terms of everyday done; brief as it is, it gives a striking por- severity and the poverty that followed it, but familiarity, and being exposed to all the trait of the original; the author has seized by the more serious trials of the failure of haps and mishaps which such a life would the proper points with great skill, and draws his first compositions offered in competition seem to involve. But in the present instance a picture with a few sweeping strokes which at the Conservatoire. He lived in a little there was no difficulty whatever. That the woman maintained all the delicacy and reserve of her sex, and all the peculiar worth of her own personality, is evident on every page, while quite as evident is the respect which was everywhere paid to her by the men with whom she came in contact. In fact nothing is more impressive in all this 66 verified, what matters it still! are quite masterly. He has the aid-a *Hector Berlioz. Selections from his letters, and esthetic, humorous, and satirical writings. Translated, and preceded by a biographical sketch of the author, by William F. Ap thorp. New York: Henry Holt & Co. $2.00. devouring these "usually while sitting at the foot of the great bronze Henri IV, on the Pont Neuf." He obtained a place as chorus singer in a theater, of which he says: So here you see me, while waiting for the time when I can become an accursed dramatic com |