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SUNDAY, OCTOBER 4. A Week With Bookmakers And Magazine Writers c BOOKS REVIEWED “The War-Time Journal of a Georgia Girl,” by Eliza Frances Andrews. New York. D. Appleton and Com pany. Price $1.50. There is always a great deal of in terest attached to anything that has to do with >he part played by the women of the Confederacy in the great struggle of the sixties, even when that part meant only staying at home and keeping together the family while the long days were spent In anxious waiting for news from the front; but none of the journals of the period contains so much calculated to hold the absorbed attention of the people of Georgia as this diary of Miss An drews of Washington, Georgia, in which constant reference is made not only to Augusta but to any number of people well known here. The fact that the journal was never intended for publication and that in it the writer expresses her opinion with the most untrammeled freedom gives it a piquant charm that would be total ly lacking if there had been any of that self-consciousness that comes with the knowledge that the whole reading public is to be taken into con fidence. In her introduction Miss An drews says she has not in the least altered the text as it was originally written, not even to correct certain statements, except in a foot-note, that she had aferwards found to be erro neous. Most of the journals that af terwards see the light of publicity have been previously edited to such an extent that their genuineness be comes artificiality. It is because this Journal has not been changed that it has so great a value, because it shows us frankly and plainly as nothing else has ever done exactly how the well bred. well-born women of Georgia re garded the war and what it brought in its wake. That in spite of her natural South ern sympathies the mental attitude that would make her inclined to ap prove of everything that had to do with the Confederate side of things, she saw there over thirteen thousand was not afraid to express her opinion regarding anything. For instance, in speaking of passing the military pris on at Andersonville, the horrors of which have so often been dwelt upon by Northern writers, she says that she sa wthere over thirteen thousand graves. She writes: "It is a dreadful record. I shudder ed as I passed the place on the cars, with its tall gibbet full of horrible suggestiveness before the gate, and its seething mass of humanity inside, like a swarm of blue flies crawling over a grave. It is said that the prisoners have organized their own eode r of laws among themselves and have established courts of justice be fore which they try offenders, and that they sometimes condemn one of their number to death. It is horrible to think of, but what can we poor Confederates do? The Yankees won’t exchange prisoners, and our own sol diers in the field don't fare much better than these poor creatures. Ev erybody is sorry for them, and would n't keep them here a day if the gov ernment at Washington didn't force them on us. General Sherman told Mr. Cuyler that he did not Intend o leave so much as a blade of grass in southwest Georgia, and Dr. Janes told eiater that he (Sherman) said ho would be obliged to send a formidable raid here in order to satisfy the clam ors of his army, though he himself, the flend Sherman, dreaded it on ac count of the horrors that would be committed. What Sherman dreads must Indeed be fearful. They—his soldiers—have sworn that they will spare neither man, woman nor child in all southwest Georgia. It is only a question of time, I suppose, when all this will be done. It begins to look as if the Yankees can do whatever they please and go wherever they wish—except to heaven; I do fervent ly pray the good Lord will give us rest from them there.” Naturally, she had no love for any of those whom she had every right to regard aa her bitterest foes, and she is constantly referring to them in something of this style: "A Yankee came this morning be fore breakfast," she says, ‘and toon one of father's mules out of the plough. He showed an order from Marse' Abraham, and said he would bring the mule back; but, of course, we never expect to see It again. 1 ' peeped through the blinds, and such a looking creature, I thought, would he quite capable of burning Colum-i bia Captain Schaeffer seems to bo j a more respectable sort of a person' than some of the officers. He not only will not descend to associate with negroes himself, but tries to: keep bis men from doing U, and when runaways come to town, he either has them thrashed and sent back home, or put to work on the streets j and made to earn thetr rations. The •righteous Lot,' too, to do him Jus tlce, does try to restrain their lnso I lence on the streets, but mammy.; who hears all the negro news, saysl he went to their balls and danced with the black wenches; and yet J these ‘oonquerlng heroes' have the ! face to complain because they are not admitted to our homes—as It we would stoop to share thetr alien j tlons with our negro maids, even If j there was not a yawning gulf ol blood between us and them Peo ple are so outraged at the Indecent behavior going on In our midst that many good Christians have absented tbenvYlvee from the communion ta hie bJtiause they sey they don t fee fit lo go there while such bitter ha tred as they fee; towards the Yan keen has a place in their hearts The! Jfe'bodistt have a revival meeting I going on, and last night one of our soldier boys went up to be prayed tor, and a Yankee went up right after and knelt at his side. The Reb was so overcome by his emotions that he didn't know a Yankee was kneeling beside him till Mr. Morman alluded to it in his prayer, when he spoke ot the ‘lamb and the lion' lying down together. But the congregation, don' l seem to have been greatly edified by the spectacle. Some of the boys who were there told me they were only sorry to see a good Cont'edera ■ going to heaven in such bad com pany. It Is dreadfql to hate anybod;, so, and I do try sometimes to gm these wicked feelings out of m.v heart, but as I begin to feel a lit tle like a Christian, I hear of some new piece of rascality the Yankees have done that rouses me up to white heat again.” But there has been any amount of bitterness and loudly expressed de nunciation from writers who have viewed the struggle from both stand points, and the diary of our Georgia girl is valuable far more for the inti mate glimpses she gives of the home and social life of the time than it is for what may generally be termed a description of the political attitude. "I suffered a great disappointment today. Mrs. Stokes Walton a big dinner—everybody in the neigh borhood. almost everybody in the county that is anybody was invited. I expected to wear that beautiful new dress that ran the blockade and I have so few opportunities of showing All my preparations were made, even the bows of ribon pinned on my un dersleeves, but I was awakened at daylight by the pattering of rain on the roof, and knew that the fun was up for me. It was out, of the ques tion from one just up from an attack of measles to risk a ride bf twelve miles in such a pouring rain, so I had to content myself to stay at home with the two old ladies and he oditted with disquisitions on the Apostolic Succes sion and Baptism by Immersion. They are both good enough to be trans lated, and I can't see why the dear little souls should be so disturbed about each other's belief. Once, when Mrs. Meals left the room for some purpose. Mrs. Sims whispered to me confidentially: ‘There is so little gen tility among these dissenters—that i 3 one reason why I hate to sec her among them.’ I could .hardly keep from laughing out. but that is what a good deal of our religious differ ences amount to. I confess lo a strong prejudice myself, in favor of the old church in wjilch 1 was brought up; still [ doa't think there ought to be any distinction of classes or races in religon. We all have too little 'gentility' in the sight of God for that. I only wish I stood as well in the recording angel's book as many a poor negro that I know.” Especially edifying are some of the comments on the fashions of the day, many of which are illustrated wltu_i productions of the photographs of some of the belles of the sixties, among whieh is found a picture of the beautiful Miss Effle Stovall, of Augusta. Other pictures that enrich the book show a number of interest-1 Ing view of famous homes of the war 1 period. Peter a Novel of Which He Is Not the Hero by F. Hopkinson-Smith, New York, Charles Scribner’s Sons. Price $1.50. If this writer of the most delightful tales conceivable has ever written l anything one half so good as "Peter” it has never been my good fortune ito read It. Mr. Hopkinson-Smith has | cultivated to an extent not attalnable by any other of our present day writers the art of creating characters that actually live and breathe and have their being in a manner as con vincing ns that of the man we meet on the corner or the woman whose afternoon teas we attend. In Peter he has given us such a personage as ought to, and doubtless will be Im mortalized, such a personage as one might reasonably expect to be in troduced to through the medium of the pen that portrayed "Coioner Car ter's Christmas" and yet “Colonel Car prising In many of his most praise worty attributes that the wonder grows that any human mind eould be so filled with beauty as to be able to draw sueh a portrait. Hut Peter, lo vable as he Is and delightfully human and most enchantingly original as ho Is has by no means the exclusive right to the reader's interest. The author of his being has told us that he Is not the hero of the novel and this hero most pleansantly presents himself in peraon of a young man with Ideals who proceeds to attain to them und- r the guidance of wise old Peter and the inspiration of a girl who is just exactly the kind of girl of which one expect Jack and his mentor to most approve. Mr Hopkinson-Smith. as all the world knows, do< s things wit h his hands as well as with his brush and a pen, and his knowledge of things mechanical pertaining to his profos sion as a builder of light-houses stands him In good stead In his rela tion of the business difficulties be setting his hero just as his genius as a painter helps him to color the en vironments ol his characters In sueh a manner as to make the stage-setting almost as attention-compelling as the drama itself. But perhaps 'or nothing Is this ,at est book from a novelist who has al ways made the world brighter Ini every way because of his living and working In it so admirable as for the ! optimistic spirit that pervade,, it* every page, aud a spirit that displays) Itself In the altogether pleasing, yet throughly logical manner in which the, desirable Is brought shout In ihe! wearing of the threads of the plot and that Is more tangibly expressed in ! inch paragraphs as these "Some pessimistic wiseacre has said that all the dire and dreadful things in life drop Out of a dear sky; that it is the unexpected which is to be feared and that the unknown bridges are the ones In which dan gers lurk and where calamity is to bo feared. "The optimistic Scribe bites his derisive thumbs at such Ominous prophecies. Once in a while some rain does fall, and now and then a roar of thunder, or sharp slash of sleet will split the air during our journeys through life, but the blue is always above, and the clouds but drifting ships that pass are gone, in and through them all the warm, cheery sun fights on for joyous light and happy endings and almost al ways wins.” The Little Brown Jug at Kildare, by Meredith Nicholson, Indianapolis. The Bobbs-Merrill Company. Price, $1.50. There was a certain eccentric, young millionaire- no. multi-million aire—who wan simply bored to ex tinction because he had nothing bet ter to do than collect books on Cap tain Kip and gentlemanny pirates and to deplore it lime-light into which he was throw- by his sister having married a duke and his brother n chorus girl. One day. while taking a journey near Atlanta—our own At lanta of Georgia—he snw a pretty girl in a passing car, and he though!, indeed he was almost certain, 'hat the pretty girl winked at him. Im mediately he became flrod with a de sire to know who she was, an-1 ho sets out In search of her. On the quest, he finds sleep impossible in the Pullman and so goes to the rear plat - form of (lie car whore he is mistaken for the governor of Nqrth Carolina and Is handed a little brown jug. Cir cumstances favor the continuance of his performance in the asuumod role, and he remains “His Excellency” for some time to come. Then—but why attempt lo retail further such a story as requires the genius of a Nicholson not only to conceive but to relate in such a manner as to make it seem the most delightfully exciting and ro mantic story ever put on paper? This weaver of surprising fantasies has done some very clever things. Meredith Nicholson, Ar thor of The Little Brown Jug at Kildare The House of a Thousand Candles etc. some of them so clever that he has hem thought worthy the attention of more ihari one famous satirist In the most dignified of our literary journals, but "The Little Brown Jug” is the most unique masterpiece he haa vet aeeompllHhert. One has only to say that the Governor of North Carolina and the Governor of South Carolina and their respective daughters p.ay important parts In the comedy-drama, and ihat moonshiners, Iho reporters and militiamen fond of the gayest, ap parel are among the supers to Im mediately convince the most sceptical that here is romance rare and racy. FOR THE YOUNG PEOPLE. The Aeneid for Boys and Girls, by Reverend Alfred J. Church, New York. The Macmillan Company. Price, $1.50. There never was a hoy or girl who did not dote on the beautiful old stories of mythology and tin- ancient Greeks, even when they have had to reach their magic and witchery through the difficult introduction of Homer and Virgil. When these stories are told in easily comprehend ed English prose, their charm is nat ionally increased ten-fold and when till;; English prose is of the style of w r hieh Mr. Church Is a past master then the enslavement of the Intellect and the* Imagination become complete, ■Mr. Church a “The Iliad for rtovs end Girls" and "‘The Odnssey for Eoys and Girls” have won a tremendously large audience, and “The Aeneld for Hoys and Girls" Is a welcome addition to the group without which no child.; 11 brury Is complete. Tbe Maomiilht, company has bound the now vmunie uniform with the others, and the three books are with their d«ln!y bindings, elear turn and beautifully colored pictures from masterpieces are wonderfully attractive In their outward appearance sa well as In the dear musie of their flowing Anglo Raxon and the mystic spell of the sub Ject matter of the text. The Pinafore Picture Book, The Btory of H. M. 9. Pinsfore, Told by Sir W. 8. Gilbert and illustrated by Alice B. Woodward. New York. The Macmillan Company. Price $2.00. All of us who are a little bit older than the children of today remember I with what rapture we hailed the news' that we were to he taken to the rnat-i Ineo to see and hear tbe famous (ill-' THE AUGUSTA HERALD belt and Sullivan opera, ami all of us who have children of our owu have wished that they too might have the pleasure of knowing “Pinafore” as we have known It. In his delightfully humorous introduction to the new book of "Pinafore” Sir W. S. Gilbert tolls us that ho too felt sorry for these little "Pinaforeless" children of ihe Twentieth Century, and how since he could not compel the theater managers to hasten that glad day when this immortal composition will he played at least once a fortnight in every year he was doing the next best thing by writing the story of the whole thing and putting It into a book that is made most beautiful with such pictures as are never to be seen in this perfect radiant charm even on the -singe. The book is proving perfectly irre sistiblc, not only to the children who do not know the opera, but who want to, but to the men and women who Kemember it and who are delighted with this new version of what they have always thought beyond Compare. That It is a new version one will im mediately recognize after a perusal of the first paragraph, for there are also manner of little humorous touches that the famous writer of the opera had no opportunity to introduce into the stage version. St 11V the main thread of the story is exactly that with which some of us are so familiar. All the characters of the opera ure there, including Captain Corcoran, with his barytone voice, and beauti ful daughter Josephine, beloved of Ralph Rackstraw; "Little Buttercup," the bum-boat woman, and Sir Joseph, the eccentric First Lord of the Ad miralty, who, when an office boy, WITH OCTOBER MAGAZINES What’s in McClure’s. A feature of peculiar Interest In McClure's Magazine for October, fol lowing as It does Professor Hugo Munsterbergs article on "Prohibition and Social Psychology," Is a paper by Dr. Henry Smith Williams on "Alcohol and the Individual" Dr. Williams declares that experiments have shown that the effect of alco hol i,s everywhere depressive, that It is a mimetic, not a stimulant, and that its use even In moderated quan tities reduces mail’s working effi ciency ten per cent. General Ku ropalkin continues hts secret history of the Russo-Japanese war, deolarlng that the superior moral loroe of th i Japanese was responsible for the de feat of the Russians; Burton J. Hen drick writes of the battle against the famous Sherman anti-trust law. the measure that for eighteen years has successfully withstood the ni lack of combinations of both capital and labor; and Ellen Terry tells of the great actor, who, when asked what he had got. out of life, said' "Well, a good cigar, a good gluss of wine, good friends." Robert Fulton in Francs. Several interesting and valuable personal letters enter Into the sketch of “Robert Fulton In France” In (he October Century, one of which offers indisputable proof that Fulton was llie first to suggest Ure Erie canal. The story of Fulton's experiments with the first submarine torpedo boat 1b told In theso letters and additional text by his great-granddaughter, Alice Crary Sutcliffe, who calls al tentlon to the fact that those who have criticized his aim of securing "a lasting peace" by means of a des tractive agent, the torpedo boat, a weapon designed to cause wholesale I rule and devastation, should romem i ber that ho was animated by the hope that ao powerful an Instrument j In the bands of a rightcoua nation! would ultimately put an end to an warfare on the seas. The October American Magazina. The October American Magazine Is full of "meaty” reading Professor Thomas, of Chicago University, be gins his series of articles on women NOTES cAND COMMENT. Ouida’s Last Novel. | The Macmillan company announces that "Hellantbus,” tho long nwaited novel by Oulda, which was first prom ised some years ugo. Is to he publish ed next month. Nearly all of the story had been put in typo before the author’s death, arid I lie proofs had been corrected by her. "The Virgin in Judgment.” i Eden I'hlllpgtts’ now novel of Llart i moor, which Moffat, Yard & Co. will publish next month. Is Just out in England, where It ia scoring a marked success. The London critics pro. I nounco it epual to his beat; several, Indeed, di-.Wftre that it marks Ills high i tide of accomplishment. It appeals I especially to Hrltisb reviewers for Its artistry and Its humor. The title Is ! "The Virgin In Judgment.” The Fatal Triangle. Will N. Harben, one of the very few Southern writers who have made New York their permanent home, has re turned to the city after a summer's absence In time to review the page proofs of a new novel. The story is said to reflect sonic Interesting phases of the very prevalent ailment, Intel marled love. In other words, It draws the fatal trlungle, and draws It with a dash of nude reailsm. Mr. Har ben's book will appear under the Hat per Imprint In th*- latter part of Hep- 1 : ternber. Author Seeks a Gold Mine. Mr, Everett McNeil, author of "The Hoy Forty-Niners," Just announced by the McClure company, Is Ihe "real thing,” to use a slang phrase, and few men could be better Qualified to write of the "Golden flays of ’19,” Talking about gold, Mr. McNeil started last July on a little gold hunting gxpedl-i •ton of his own. Me is now in the UurUv Mountains wish a sdvan-i Conducted BY ELLA B. ARGO polished up the handles of the big ! front door" and did It "so carefullee jihat now he is the ruler of the I Queen's navee." i There are fifteen colored plates In I the book and drawings in the text j with extracts from the music of Sir I Arthur Sullivan. The Pinafore Picture Book is simi lar to the beautiful "Peter Pan Pie lure Book of last season, for which the holiday orders were so large that the publishers could not moei the de mand. It is not likely that tills sea son will bring a more charming book to place In the hands of the children than this new version of Iho groat classic of English comic opera. Mr. Wind and Madam Rain, by Paul de Mussett, New York. Harpers Young Peoples Series. Price, 60 cents. This enchanting tale from old Bre ton folk lore made immortal by the genius of one of the greatest of Hie French writers has been translated with permission of the author by Emily Makepiece, who has preserved in the English (exi very much of the spirit and tlv style of the original The story is one that cannot fait to charm every child and indeed its quaintness and uniqueness hold much that, is pleasing to a grown person. The chief characters are a miller and his wife and son, and the personified wind and rain both of whom befriend the family with magical gifts and eventually cause the son to be knigld ed and to marry a Imiens daughter. The original and almost startlingly "different" illustrations are by Chus. Bennett, In his first article, which Is entitled "The Adventitious Character of Wo man." ho discusses woman as an or nament, woman us man's equal, man the master, how women infatuates nmn, the use ot finery lo attract the other aex, how woman makes a fool of a man, the adventuress, Ibo mo rals of the unattachsd woman, Hie girl who must earn her own living, and other lively topics. The next article In this series, it is announced, will be on "The Psychology of Wo man's Dress." The Strand. In the St l aud Magazine for Octo ber, Winston Spencer Churchill's nai ratlve entitled "My African Journey" describes Ills expedillou from the Victoria to the Albert Nyanzu In his "RenilnlHcences and Reflections," Sir John Hare, the eminent English actor, describes sonic highly inter eating and amusing experiences dur ing an American lour; of particular interest to all who take pliusute in the beautifying of their homes w an article describing and Illustrat ing "English Homes mid Gardens;" ihe color section contains a number of full page duotonc photographs of "The World's Most Beaut Ifni Wo men;" Harry Furnlss, Ihe famous caricaturist, writes about anil Illus trates "The Comic Hide or Crime;” Camille Flammarlou, the eminent French astronomer, contributes a wonderful article entitled "Worlds; The Dust of the Infinite." in which In takes ns with him through the Im mensity of celestial space. Lipplncott’s. What comes pretty close lo being Ihe best short story of the month Is "The Schoolmother,” by Owen Oliver, 111 the October Llppineott's. It Ik the simply told tale of an English school-boy, bill II Ims a gripping qualify seldom found In latter-day fiction. Other good stories in tm issue me "The Angel at Happy Hoi low,” by Luellen Casa Tutors; "The Lone Huntsman," by Joseph Al; sheler; "Cupid and a Call," by Edith Morgan Willett; and "The Pin-head," by Caroline Lockhart. The novelette Is "A Jewel of the Heas,” by Jessie Kaufman. iturous companions In search of a mine which h*' knowß exists "some where” in the Rockies. “For several years,” Hays Mr. McNeil, "two men used to disappear regularly every spring, vanishing somewhere In the Colorudo Rocky Mountains and conn back in the fall apparently loaded will) gold dust. At any rule the old town u: e,| t„ be painted the proverbial color all winter by these two young prospectors.” Now the gold seekers have disappeared no one knows where; they no longer luke their an nttal trip to the mountains, but Mr McNeil bus struck their trail aud he believes he. Is on a fair way to dls covering the deserted mini) Hr. Richard Burton, Professor of ' English literature at the University of Minnesota, author and lecturer, I not a prolific writer, but It so happen ; tha he has been preparing for hi; publishers during the past year tbr -e book* of a varied character, a boo!- of essays, (l „ew book of verse, and a book of Action. To write a at.or for book publication Is a depart nr for Itr. Burton, but those who hav. read the manuscript of "Time „f „ Kind," as Hie book Is calM, predict Mm 1, will bring him added literary fame Three of a Kind" Is Just the story of a nuislofao. a newsboy end a cocker spaniel, but it p, /h i sesses that “heart Interest” In which | humor and pathos Is mingled Dm fug Dr Burton's busy years ns llte ran editor, lecturer and professor In ; English, lie has found time lA write several books of poems and esse Including Dumb In June,” "Messag, and Melody- A Book of Verse,” ”[,n erary Lenders of America, also n Ilf, of Whittier, and "Rahah,” a poetic drama "Three of a Kind” will l„ published September 261 h, by Little Brown k, Gomnuny, Boston. / V A AT,J) LW, i\ r— ” ill. - - ii ~TTT. :\ 0-845 LVv, ' £ 1&L THE AUGUSTA HERALD AIMS TO RENDER Real Service to You /F BY some persistency In giving «dvlc e The Herald osn convince every merchant of the wisdom of telling YOU all of his store-news that is Important—of using enough space In which to do It, and of telling as much of his store-news In every issue as you would be Interested In know ing—and— If, at lh e risk of over-iteration, The Herald should con vince you that this same store-news Is of real, live, palpitating Importance to YOU, ss fully worthy of your attention as poli ties, or baseball, or crowned heads, or elopements, murders, riots, fashions or functions of the rich—and If It should follow that Ihe merchants should prosper In exact ratio to their energy In advertising and that YOU should thrive In proportion to your Intelligence In SPENDING YOUR INCOME—then The Herald will feel that it has accomplished so real a public service that this city will be a still better place In which to live and to do business! USE THE HERALD IF YOU WANT RESULTSI ARE YOU BUIUDIPsId? We Carry a Large stock of TIN /•* HARD WOOD MANTEL#, RUBBER hfontino* GBATEB AND TILES, TAR PAPER 'V'aUI II PARIAN HOUSE PAINTS. Black and Galvanized Corrugated Iron, Tar and Roaln Sliad Build ing Paper; Tin Shlnglei. Etc Estimate* cheerfully furnished on Tin Roofing, Gutters, Eto-, Gel vanlzed Iron cornices, and skylight*. DAVID SLUSKY, 1009 BROAD STREET. RRip Ls Had and Buff, Dry Preyed ** 1 and Common Building LARGE STOCK. PROMPT SHIPMENT. (itkirgid-Gdrolina brick Company Howard H. Stafford, President. Write for Prices. AUGUSTA, GA. Looking For a House? High class Houses', Flats and Rooms in every part of Augusta advertised in THE AUGUSTA HERALD and many at mod erate rents. Advertisements recieved at Herald Of fice or by Telephone. TELEPHONE 297 LOST H you hove loMt anything «nd have foiled to find It DOIN'T GET MAO. It»« your own fa ult ; you hfiven’t tried « HERALD WANT “AD.”