acters will be left upon his mind. Nearly twenty illustrations and half a dozen maps add to the interest of the story.

Two books for young readers come together from the press of Small, Maynard & Co. "The Young Timber-Cruisers, or Fighting the Spruce Pirates" is by Hugh Pendexter, and opens a new series of books for boys, the "Camp and Trail Series" devoted to adventures in the woods and lumber camps of Maine. There is no lack of incident, and boyreaders, probably, do not care much about probabilities. "Harmony Hall" by Marion Hill, is a pleasantly written and prettily illustrated story for girls, the youthful heroine of which shows courage and a good sense of humor under trying circumstances and has her reward in happiness and prosperity at the last.

Clara E. Laughlin's "The Gleaners" is a story which takes not only its name but its plot from Millet's well-known painting which a cousin sends to Julietta Grier because the cousin's husband declared it made his back ache. Julietta has always been a very difficult young person-narrow, peevish, fussy, exacting; but the picture and her study of its meaning set her at once to work along the higher roads of life. She begins by raising her washerwoman's pay, goes on to hire a maid servant, and inspires a youthful author, who has come out into the suburbs for such inspiration, until he writes a play "The Servant in the House" type -whereby he captures New York and Julietta. The story is told with abounding humor. Fleming H. Revell Co.

Prof. Galusha Anderson, who was President of the old University of Chicago and for twelve years Professor in the new, has written out in a form,

half-fiction, half-memoirs, the impressions of his youth in a village community that used to be "far West although it was East of Lake Erie." It is a lovable, gossipy book and though it is supposed to centre around a pair of sturdy young lovers, "When Neighbors were Neighbors" really deals far more with the neighborly quality of "the Folks" than it does with any sprouting love that ends in marriage. It is all here, the Church and the minister, the Millerite excitement, the schools, taverns and temperance, bucolic doctors-and a dozen other things which made the slow old village life so charming, so kindly, so closely-knit, in comparison with the hurly-burly of our modern living. Lothrop, Lee & Shepard Co.

Ida M. Tarbell's "The Tariff in Our Times" (The Macmillan Co.) is a caustic review of tariff legislation and attempted tariff legislation during the past fifty years. The author has made a thorough study of her subject; and her knowledge of the several schedules most in dispute and the history of their making surpasses that of most of the members of Congress who have been instrumental in enacting them. Miss Tarbell writes fearlessly and with keen irony; and even those who do not agree with her conclusions or regard her as a trustworthy historian can hardly fail to be diverted by the force and clearness with which she frames her indictment against excessive protection. The volume is brought down to the enactment of the existing tariff; and, in view of the importance which the tariff question is certain to assume in the present session of Congress and in the pending Presidential election the publication of the book is particularly timely.

highly important and profoundly interesting contribution to American history. In studies of early American history the French Huguenot, not unnaturally, is overshadowed by the Pilgrim and the Puritan; yet he held an important place, and did his full share in enduring privations, defending individual freedom and establishing the religious and political institutions which underlie this government. There were Huguenots in the cabin of the Mayflower; Priscilla Alden was a Huguenot; Paul Revere was a Huguenot, a descendant of the Rivoires; and the Faneuils, the Danas, the Bowdoins and other well-known New England families were of French Huguenot ancestry. Mr. Fosdick traces the influence of French blood in America in the early settlements, in the revolution, and in the later history of the country to the present day, in no spirit of controversy but with enthusiasm and appreciation. He writes, moreover, in an engaging style, and his book, while it assembles the fruits of extensive research, is free from pedantry. There are twenty or more full-page illustrations.

"The Minister and the Spiritual Life" by the Rev. Dr. Frank W. Gunsaulus, pastor of the Central Church, Chicago, contains the Yale lectures on preaching, delivered last spring. One of the conditions of the Lyman Beecher lectureship on preaching,-on which foundation these lectures were given-is that the lecturer chosen from year to year shall be one "who has been markedly successful in the special work of the Christian ministry." This condition was fully met in the selection of Dr. Gunsaulus, for he is one of the foremost of contemporary preachers; and the subject which he chose for these eight lectures, the relation of the spiritual life to pulpit efficiency, is one that he not only fully understands but exemplifies. In these lectures, he does

not recommend spirituality as something to be acquired; he treats of it as something which must be assumed as a pre-requisite to any successful ministry, and he considers its relation to truth, to social problems, to the minister's message and power and to the lives and consciences of those who listen in the pews. Primarily addressed to ministers or to those purposing to enter the ministry, these lectures are not without an appeal to all who seek spiritual attainment. Fleming H. Revell Co.

W. E. B. DuBois, the author of that remarkable book "The Souls of Black Folk," has attempted again to interpret the negro, especially his own type the octoroon or quadroon, to the world. The result is a novel, "The Quest of the Silver Fleece," and a book that, while interesting and really exciting, does not equal the simple pathos of his former volume; for in the novel he takes up the educated negro who has risen to wealth and prominence. It is true that his hero Bles and his heroine Zora are born among the cotton-raising population of the Black Belt; but they soon drift off and Bles falls under the fascinations of a yellow-colored enchantress, a High-school teacher in Washington, a lady whom even Prof. DuBois never dares to speak of save as "Miss Wynn" though he calls the great of the earth, Senators and the like, Taylor and Cresswell, without any sign of "Mr." Zora meantime has managed to become teacher and guardian angel for a great colored school in Alabama. Here comes the repentant Bles, now a leader among the negroes, and the twain are made one. The pictures of the struggle between black and white are graphic, the details of the present-day slavery of the cotton-fieldnegroes as real as they are piteous. A. C. McClurg and Co.

The late Mr. Joseph Pulitzer was unquestionably one of the most remarkable personalities of latter-day America. Indomitable by nature, of quick, unshackled perceptions, passionate to learn and to experiment, and with a strong vein of idealism running through his lust for power and success and domination, he was fortunate in the fate that landed him, forty-seven years ago, in Boston when America was on the very point of plunging into the most amazing era of material development and exploitation that the world has yet witnessed. The penniless son of a Jewish father and a Catholic mother, young Pulitzer shifted from one occupation to another before he finally found his life-work in journalism. He was a soldier, a steamboat stoker on the Mississippi, a teamster, and, some say, a hackman and a waiter by turns before he became a reporter of a St. Louis newspaper. Once in journalism his daring and imagination and his avidity to master every detail of his profession quickly carried him to the front. He bought a St. Louis evening paper and converted it into the Post-Despatch, working it up into one of the most influential journals and most valuable newspaper properties in the Middle West. In 1883 he purchased from Jay Gould the New York World, and almost to the day of his death, in spite of long absences and the appalling affliction of blindness, he remained its director and inspiration. Under his dashing guidance the World became the most fearless, the most independent, the most powerful, and also the most sensational journal in the United States. On the occasion of his sixtieth birthday Mr. Pulitzer sent a message to his staff in which he embodied his conception of a great newspaper: "An institution which should al

ways fight for progress and reform; never tolerate injustice or corruption; always fight demagogues of all parties; never belong to any party; always oppose privileged classes and public plunder; never lack sympathy with the poor; always remain devoted to the public welfare; never be satisfied with merely printing news; always be drastically independent; never be afraid to attack wrong whether by predatory plutocracy or predatory poverty." And in a codicil to his will, published on November 15th, he reiterated his journalistic ideals in the form of a last request and admonition to his sons: "I particularly enjoin on my sons and descendants the duty of preserving, perfecting, and perpetuating the World newspaper, to the maintenance and publishing of which I have sacrificed my health and strength, in the same spirit in which I have striven to create and conduct it as a public institution from motives higher than mere gain, it having been my desire that it should be at all times conducted in a spirit of independence and with a view to inculcating high standards and public spirit among the people and their official representatives; and it is my earnest wish that the said newspaper shall hereafter be conducted on the same principles." These are high professions of faith, and the World in many ways has not fallen below them. Time and again Mr. Pulitzer risked popularity and gain and offended many powerful interests rather than compromise where he thought compromise to be wrong. Often reckless, prejudiced, and unfair in his onslaughts, he nevertheless rendered many public services, withstood the clamor of the hour at more than one fateful crisis, and preserved inviolate and incorruptible his ideal of independence. He was a man