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we have made in our head is not without precedents. The World has parted with half its caput mortuum and a moiety of its brains. The Herald has cut off half its head and has lost its original humor. The Post, it is true, retains its old head and its old features; but as to the other public prints, they appear to have neither heads nor tails!" One is forcibly reminded of the wordy warfare, which, in the distant "eighteen-eighties" was constantly waged between "Edmund" and "Henry." At that time the "leading paper" (called by foreign friends "the journal of the City") affected to look down on what was then called "Society news," but had not the despised form of journalism a close affinity to the "Cuckoo" and "London" columns of the first Times? Mr. Asquith would certainly be as much perplexed as Mr. Pitt was to understand such a paragraph as the following:

The Minister among his late acquisitions has obtained a gift of an under waistcoat, which, however, he has ordered to be hung up in his wardrobe, not wishing to wear near his heart a vestment that has come from the enemy, and which, like the shirt presented by Dejianira to Hercules, is probably poisoned, and would rather raise a blister than prove of salutary effect.

The decease of a venerable Irish prelate is made a peg on which to hang the remark that "the Marquis of Buckingham by the above event is singularly fortunate, by having it in his power during the first week of his administration to bestow a mitre on one of his chaplains." The "Cuckoo" paragraphs are even more highly seasoned than those labelled as London news. Here is a specimen of them:

Cuckoo! Cuckoo! Repeated the little piece of machinery which Lady Wallis had conveyed into her muff when she visited the Countess of Huntingdon's chapel. The preacher raised up his

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In view of a recent legal decision it is curious to meet with two very frank medical advertisements, one of the advertisers being Mr. John Abernethy, prospectuses (in 1788 they were called "proposals") of whose anatomical lectures could be obtained at his house, No. 17 Bartholomew Close. Just above this comes an offer of "the next Presentation to a Rectory in the County of Derby, of the annual value of Four Hundred Pounds, the Incumbent

thereof being eighty years of age and upwards." Puffs direct and indirect are certainly more than a century old. Help of this kind is given both to Vickery's "Transparent Tetes" in Tavistock Street and Mr. Jones' "new invented Optical Instruments for copying drawings." Mr. Love, Perfumer to her Royal Highness the Duchess of Cumberland, has moved from No. 10 Haymarket to next door, which is numbered 12, "where every article is prepared in the above line superior in a degree to any ever vended before in this kingdom, which he sells on such low terms as will make it well worth the attention of every economist to give his articles a trial." In Mrs. Warenne Blake's delightful book, An Irish Beauty of the Regency, an illustra

tion is given of an "opera fan" of 1800 covered with the names of all the subscribers for that season. From one of the many Haymarket advertisements in the first issue of the Times it seems that the shop No. 81 (close to or adjoining the King's Theatre), kept by Mrs. H. M., was devoted as early as 1778 to the sale of these fans, published according to the Act of Parliament for the benefit of the Subscribers and Frequenters of the King's Theatre. It is notified in this advertisement that "the delivery of the fans was put off till the Re-opening of the Opera House next week for the purpose of presenting them in the best state of improvement. These fans are calculated to present on one view the number of boxes, including the additional ones, names of Subscribers, etc., have been carefully compared with the plan of the House as kept at the office, and will be sold only by the Proprietor," who adds that "she will receive with respectful gratitude any command from the ladies, and wait on them if desired." The opera fan might certainly have been revived during the present season with profitable results.

The greater part of the first page of the first number of the Times is occupied by theatrical advertisements, the most prominent position being occupied by the King's Theatre, Haymarket, where, on January 3, Paisiello's King Theodore in Venice is to be played, "by particular desire." The names of Signore Sestine and Storace are still remembered. Vestris, Didelot, Coulon, and Miss Hellesberg were all dancing in a ballet of Noverre's called "The Offerings of Love." Siddons and Kemble were playing at Drury Lane in the tragedy of Julia. George III had "commanded" the production of oratorios for six Fridays in Lent from the Directors of the Concerts of Ancient Music at their rooms in Tottenham Street. At the Royalty Theatre in

Well Street, Goodman's Fields, a musical entertainment entitled "Thomas and Susan, or the Generous Tar" headed the bill, to be followed by "The Deserter of Naples" and "Harlequin Mungo"-a pantomime. At Covent Garden the chief attractions were "The Roman Father" and the "Dumb Cake." A great variety of new music of every description was advertised by Messrs. Longman and Broderip, "music-sellers and instrument makers to the Prince of Wales," whose shop at No. 13 Haymarket faced the King's Theatre, being twelve doors to the south of Garrards, the Crown Jewellers, whose business "at the sign of the King's Arms" was established in 1721, and who have rearranged the crowns and sceptre for the Coronation of King George V and Queen Mary. Above the advertisement of the desirable Derbyshire advowson, and between those of Marquois' Patent Razors and Melanscheg's Fashionable Furs, both of which could be bought in the Strand, was an attractive list of table delicacies, such as Smoaked Salmon, Dutch Herrings, Fine New French Olives, New Rein Deer Tongues, Hambro Sour Crout in any quantity, "and a great Variety of rich sauces," published by John Burgess "at the corner of Savoy Steps in the Strand." The "Original Fish Sauce Warehouse" was established by John Burgess, the brother of Thomas Burgess, successively Bishop of St. Davids and Salisbury, in the year of George III's accession. The hanging sign displayed at 107 Strand bore the sign of the "King's Arms." If the Twining Tea House, at the sign of the "Golden Lion," near Temple Bar, dates from the reign of Queen Anne, "Burgess's," the virtues of which were sung of by Byron in Beppo and proclaimed by Scott in St. Ronan's Well, can claim the proud distinction, at a time when the Georgian Strand has almost entirely disappeared, of being the

solitary survivor of those who advertised in the first issue of the logographically printed Times. We may look in vain to-day for Love's perfumes, Young's Caledonian Micabau snuff, Jones' optical instruments, Vickery's "transparent tetes," and Walsh's refined liquorice. They are all as dead as the alluring English State Lottery to which Hornsby and Co., Richardson and Goodluck and Shergold (names certainly of good omen) respectfully called the attention of the public, or as the prize-fighters, Johnson and Ryan, a blood-curdling account of whose "late memorable contest" alone repre

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sents the sporting "head" of Mr. Walter's "logographic" venture. Burgess's however lives and prospers, while the Times, now in the hundred and twentythird year of its existence, and with a fifth John Walter amongst those responsible for its future, produces a Coronation Number a single page of which contains far more matter than the modest sheet in which John Walter the first proclaimed the policy of the monosyllable "which was to bid defiance to corrupters and mutilators of the language." The times have certainly changed since 1788, and we have changed with them.

A. M. Broadley.

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"The Cross of Honor" by Mary Openshaw is a bald account in the form of a more or less well-constructed novel of one of Napoleon's love-affairs. is not frankly erotic, but occasionally takes the conventional point of view as if to satisfy at once the reader's conscience and his bourgeois taste for unsavory gossip. The characters are not convincing, especially at the climax. Small, Maynard & Co.

"Jim," the winsome hero of the new story by the author of "Wee Macgregor," J. J. Bell, is the five-year-old son of an artist, and companions his father on a sketching-trip to the Scottish coast, where his quaint courtesy makes friends for him among the cottagers. Foremost among them are Samuel Girdwood, the oldest inhabitant, and his shrewd sister Elizabeth, who are completely taken captive by his childish spell, and stretch stiff limbs to hobble after him into the wood in search of gnomes and pixies, or rack wits and conscience to spin yarns acceptable to his eager fancy.

The fortunate sale of old Girdwood's portrait, at a price incredible to himself, brings the simple tale to a happy ending. George H. Doran Co.

In "Dawn of the Morning," Grace Livingston Hill Lutz describes the somewhat improbable experiences of a beautiful young girl of the stage-coach period-educated at a Friends' School, married by the schemes of a step-mother, separated from her husband by the cruelty of a mother-in-law, hiding from all three under an assumed name in a small country village, distinguishing herself as a disciplinarian in the little school-house, winning the heart of the biggest boy but returning it to him with exemplary propriety, and finally making her way home in the midst of a cholera epidemic just in time to nurse her step-mother to life and reconciliation. The details of the story are better than the plot. J. B. Lippincott Co.

The recent publishing season has been rich in historical stories of un

common excellence, and with them must be ranked "A Captain of Raleigh's," by G. E. Theodore Roberts. Its hero is one of those devoted followers of Sir Walter who threw off allegiance to the English crown after his shameful death, and sought to avenge him on the high seas, and the action takes place off the coast of Newfoundland, where the villains' parts are played by a band of marauding Devon fishermen and the charming daughter of a purse-proud colonial governor is the prize of valor. With a subject comparatively fresh, a spirited plot and an unusual range of characters, Mr. Roberts has written a story that will add to his popularity. L. C. Page & Co.

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"Phrynette," the heroine of Martha Troly-Curtin's vivacious study of English social life, is a clever young girl, the daughter of a French artist of distinction, whose father's death leaves her to the care of her mother's sister, in London. There is a slight thread of narrative, deftly twisted, and as a story the book will be a success. But it may also be read chapter by chapter, as a series of sketches, in which are reproduced with uncommon piquancy impressions of Rotten Row, the Terrace, a first ball, portrait exhibition, Kew Gardens, Bond Street, a family dinner, shopping, electioneering, a day at Maidenhead, Queen Alexandra at the theatre, the Charity bazaar, the South Kensington Museum, and other characteristic scenes and episodes. Satire not of the ill-natured type enlivens the descriptions. The book will make delightful summer reading. J. B. Lippincott Co.

Dr. Preserved Smith's "The Life and Letters of Martin Luther" is one of the most important of recent contributions to the literature of religious biography. It is something more than that, for the author treats his subject not merely as a theologian but as the great leader of a movement which has completely changed conditions of life and thought. Few of the great men of history have proved such tempting subjects of biography as Luther; but it happens that during the last ten or fifteen years a large amount of before unpublished material,-letters, commentaries, and important documents— have come to light and upon these Dr. Smith has freely drawn. Few previous biographers have given a clear glimpse of the man himself. The reader of this book will find it a bold and convincing delineation of that strong personality. It almost ceases to be a biography after the first few chapters. So copious are the selections from Luther's wonderfully selfrevealing letters and table talk that large portions of it may be characterized as autobiography. The book carries the reader from the humble circumstances of Martin Luther's birth, through his stormy but triumphant life to his death. It is undeniably the diary of a conscience moulded by parental sternness, strengthened by conflict, dominant over every form of opposition and given keenness and insight through experience of the shifting diplomacy of the court of Charles the Fifth. Fifteen or twenty illustrations from rare paintings and etchings enhance the value of the book. Houghton Mifflin Co.

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