Laurier, who will write "Sir Antoine Dorion" for the "Makers of Canada" series; from Hon. Geo. W. Ross, who will handle "Robert Baldwin"; from Attorney-General Longley, of Halifax, the author of the life of Joseph Howe; from Professor Adam Shortt, of Kingston; Mr. A. D. DeCelles, of Montreal; W. D. Lesueur, of Ottawa; and Mr. N. E. Dionne, of Quebec. Towards midnight the proceedings closed with toasts to Mr. Morang and his associate, Mr. Grantham, which were drank very heartily. Mr. Morang is an enterprising and progressive publisher, and in his "Makers of Canada" he is performing a national service. The country needs intellectual as well as material life; the patriotism of our people must be stimulated by a more thorough and a more general knowledge of the great events of our history and the men whose names are forever associated with these events. To this end the "Makers of Canada" will be a splendid contribution, and the publisher is to be congratulated on the success of the "opening ceremonies."-News.

SOME UP-TO-DATE POINTERS FOR THE SALESMAN.

A salesman should not believe everything he hears about prices made by a competitor. The buyer always tries to convey the impression that a price is too high, and devious are the ways of buyers.

A salesman always hears of lower prices -never higher ones-from the buyer.

A salesman should endeavor to be thoroughly informed on all subjects pertaining to his business, and, in addition, the more information of all kinds he possesses, the more interesting he may make his conversation.

A salesman, after presenting a sample of new goods to a number of customers, is likely, in a short time, to look upon the goods as no longer new, because the goods have ceased to be a novelty to him. He grows tired of them, his enthusiasm wanes and he does not sell any more of them for that reason.

A salesman must not forget that the goods are still new to every customer who has not bought them, and should not permit his interest to relax, until he has covered the entire field.

A salesman should know enough to answer any question about his goods. If he doesn't know, he should have tact enough to avoid a display of his ignorance. Tact will cover a multitude of shortcomings and win the day against great odds.

A salesman may not know it all, but neither does the customer. The more a salesman knows about his goods, the better he can sell them.

A salesman should have an abundance of tact and resource-an unfaltering courage, with a capacity for persistent hard work.

Salesmanship is an art, and, like other arts, may be cultivated. A good address, pleasing presence, if not possessed naturally, may be brought to a high state of perfection by a little observation and attention.

A salesman should not disdain stage effect. He is a player on the stage of business. Manoeuvres calculated to produce good impressions are valuable adjuncts to his art. Neatness of attire and a general appearance of prosperity are very valuable attriMen always like to buy of salesmen

butes.

who seem successful. They have confidence in them.

An alert, enthusiastic manner, coupled with intelligence, makes a good impression: and the hand-shake, the eye, a smile, a frown, cheerfulness and even anger may be made forceful factors in salesmanship.

A salesman who is constantly burdening his correspondent with details of minor importance, soon earns the reputation of being an old maid. The application of a

little horse sense to affairs would render the mass of trivialities and wailings that characterize the letters of some salesmen entirely unneccessary and save the house much annoyance.

A salesman should cultivate self-confi

dence and learn to depend on his own judgment. Many small matters are referred to the head of the house that could as well be adjusted by the salesman.

AN AMUSING EXPORT ORDER. Bearing the Gold Coast postmark, and addressed simply "Sampson Low Marston & Co. Limited"-nothing more—the following export order was received by Messrs. S. L., M. & Co. the other day: DEAR SIR

Mr. Sampson. try your very to give me gold coast geography and catalogue samples, to see his kinds. If you give me I will come & buy some ten pound. If you get toys you must give him samples. I am here I hear] that you are a good man. Everything you will give me plenty mans buys it. I yrs truly.

We are glad to hear that Messrs. S. L., M. & Co. have given prompt attention to the wants of this enterprising native bookseller.

A BIG SAVE!

The following item from the Peoria, Ill., "Star" shows what peculiar ideas are held by some people who might be expected to know better:

"Bill Nelson, of the Kansas City "Star," is independent of the paper trust. Finding that he was being robbed, together with all the other newspapers of the country by the print paper trust, he went over in the bottoms across from Kansas City and built a paper mill himself. He is now making paper for $1.80 a ton, whereas the trust charged him $2.40 a hundred. As he uses 40 tons daily, he saves about $175,000 a year. He buys his pulp in Canada. If he made his own pulp, he could save enough in two years to pay for his whole paper plant. Nelson is the best judge of print paper and ink in the United States, and he has put his knowledge to good account.

TWO PULP MILLS PROJECTED IN BRITISH COLUMBIA.

Vancouver, B.C., Nov. 2.—The Western Pulp and Lumber Mills Company, composed largely of Vancouver citizens, has succeeded in financing a proposition by means of which it will erect a pulp mill at an early date. Thus there will be before long two mills running in the province.

The local concern which leased limits from the government some time ago under the special act passed to promote the pulp industry, has transferred its leaseholds to more desirable limits, which has enabled

them to place its proposition on the market, with the result that sufficient American capital has been secured to establish the pulp industry. The local members of the syndicate remain in the company.

The manufactured article will be shipped principally to the Orient, and the mills, the site of which has not yet been made public, will be tributary to Vancouver.

BAILEY BROS. CO., VANCOUVER, B.C.

The Bailey Bros. Co., after fifteen years in the book, stationery and photograph supply business in the city, are about to dispose of their present stock and intend going into the wholesale business exclusively. They intend erecting a suitable building and will carry a stock of stationery, including the latest novelties in that line, photograph supplies, etc. As they will have the agency for a number of large English and American factories, many of which have never before done business in the Province, the local trade will have the advantage of buying new lines at factory prices, also saving considerable in freight, as goods will be imported in large lots.

In addition they will be in a position to take orders for practically anything made in either Japan or China, as they will have a representative on the ground who speaks and thoroughly understands the language. Ebony furniture, hand carvings, in ivory and wood, terra cotta ware, cloisonne, Chinese silks, drawnwork and embroideries, will be included in this line.

Bailey Bros. Co. are among the oldtimers of the city, having commenced business here in 1887, opening up in the old post office building on Hastings street (now torn down). The firm was then Bailey and Neelands. Mr. Neelands retired in 1890, and the firm was changed to Bailey Bros. About this time they removed to Cordova street, to the building now occupied by Rae's boot and shoe store. On the Hudson's Bay Co. leaving Cordova street that stand was taken and is still occupied by them, though extensive additions have since been made to the building, and the firm have a warehouse on Hastings street as large as their Cordova street store.

In 1896 the firm was turned into a joint stock company, the style being The Bailey Bros. Co., Ltd. Mr. William Bailey, the president of the company, before coming to Vancouver, learned the business in one of the largest stationery establishments in the East, and is thoroughly familiar with the book and stationery business in all its branches. Bailey Bros. Co. will have the advantage of being the only exclusively wholesale stationery house in British Columbia, and at the rate this city and province are going ahead should soon work up a good wholesale trade.

We wish Messrs. Bailey Bros. success in their new enterprise.-Ed.

"The Bar Sinister," by Richard Harding Davis, is one of the best dog stories which have been written in recent years. The original of the bull-terrier in the story is known to his intimates as "Kid." He made his first appearance in the show world in 1900 at Toronto. The book is beautifully presented with 8 full-page drawings in color and numerous marginal illustrations by E. M. Ashe. (Copp, Clark).

HENRY SETON MERRIMAN.

In the death of Hugh Stowell Scott, better known to the public as Henry Seton Merriman, the world has lost one who just fell short of being a great novelist. His first book was published in 1889, "The Phantom Future"; others followed in fairly rapid order, but for some reason or other the public did not appreciate them. It was not until, in 1896, he put forth "The Sowers," that he became a popular favourite. And yet his previous books were much better workmanship. It was, perhaps, because of their lack of sentimentality that they failed to appeal to the public taste. They were clever but cold, and though the work was good, people demanded warmth and feeling. His "With Edged Tools," 1894, is, perhaps, the best of his works. With the success of "The Sowers," the novelist seems to have determined not to write for the sake of his art, but to meet the public demand. Success rather than excellence appears to have become his watchword. His other works are all marked by the same note, and his last work, "Barlasch of the Guard," just published, arouses in one a feeling of impatience that one who was capable of such good works as his earlier books should have been content to write down to the lower level.

BOOKS THAT WERE REJECTED BUT
AFTERWARDS WON LAURELS.
GOOD STORIES SOMETIMES FAIL AT FIRST, BUT
MAKE THEIR WAY WHEN THEY
GET A CHANCE.

A curious romance attended the production of Julia M. Crottie's book, "The Lost Land." When written, the authoress showed it to a lady friend, who took it away with her to read, and without Miss Crottie's consent sent it for inspection to a publisher.

She, however, neglected to enclose with it either her own address or that of the writer; with the result that the precious manuscript, the result of many long months of wearying and conscientious toil, was lost.

Nothing daunted, Miss Crottie set to work again and rewrote the book from the beginning. It was then sent to the editor of a London Magazine, this time with name and address carefully stamped on every other page. Notwithstanding, it was again lost, and no trace of it could be discovered.

This second disappointment must have been a bitter one. But the fair authoress bore up under it, wrote the book over again yet once more, and in the end, as everyone knows, it got printed and

PROVED Α BIG SUCCESS.

Not often, of course, does a publisher knowingly refuse to undertake the publication of the work of a living royal personage. Yet it has happened once, at all events, the circumstances being as follows:—

King Luis of Portugal spent twenty years of his life translating Shakespeare into his (the King's) native tongue. Then, when he had finished, he sent it to a leading London house to be brought out, preferring, so

he said, that it should first see the light in Shakespeare's own country.

The firm first approached, however, would have nothing to do with the venture. Nor would the next, nor the next. The conditions were too onerous. And in the end the

disappointed and disgusted monarch had the manuscript returned to Lisbon, and it was there printed and published by a Portuguese firm at his Majesty's own risk.

It is a fact not generally known that there was once in existence a lengthy and complete novel by the late Duke of Clarence. That it was never beheld by the great readin public--who would certainly have welcomed it with avidity. was due to the

perhaps excusable ignorance of the head of the one and only publishing house to which

IT WAS SUBMITTED.

His Royal Highness, anxious that the book, so far as the public was concerned, should stand upon its merits, affixed to the title-page the pseudonym of "Nixes." This he had previously used for some short stories, which had appeared in a defunct periodical entitled Ageia, and he probably thought it would be recognized by the publisher in question.

That individual, however, had apparently never heard of it. At all events, he returned the manuscript to the messenger who called a week or two later to inquire as to its fate. And it was not until some time afterwards, and then only by accident, that he discovered he had "declined with thanks" both a handsome fortune-for such the book would most certainly have brought him—and a novel from the pen of the Queen's grandson.

Instances of publishers refusing books by unknown authors which afterward achieved immediate and well nigh limitless success are, of course, plentiful. A typical example is afforded by Blackmore's perenniallydoomed "Lorna Doone," which was hawked about for months by the author, and adversely reported upon by

in London ere being accepted-and then not without considerable trepidation-by Messrs. Sampson, Low & Company.

John Strange Winter absolutely failed to get any publisher to risk bringing out "Bootle's Baby" in book form, until it had achieved a unanimous success as the Graphic serial. Marie Correlli's first story "A Romance of Two Worlds," narrowly escaped being consigned to permanent oblivion, Mr. Hall Caine (then Mr. Bentley's principal reader) having judged it unfavourably.

Thackeray's "Vanity Fair" was refused by a score of publishers, and brought out in the end at the author's own risk. Carlyle's "Sartor Resartus" met with similar treatment. That tremendously successful novel," Mr. Barnes of New York," was rejected almost contemptuously--by practically every house of repute on both sides of the Atlantic. At length the author, Mr. Gunter, spent £185 in publishing and advertising it, and cleared over £10,000 by the

venture.

To hark back a little further, Milton was obliged to accept £5 for the manuscript of "Paradise Lost." Fanny Burney modestly asked £50 for "Evalina," and at length, after a score of heart-breaking refusals, accepted in despair a paltry £20 for it. It sold as scarcely any other novel had ever sold before up till that time, and its gifted authoress had not the slightest difficulty in obtaining for her next story, “Cecilia,” a cool £2,000 down.

No

For the inimitable "Vicar of Wakefield,' a book that sells well even now, Goldsmith received but £70, and that as a favour. one would have "Uncle Tom's Cabin" at any price, until it had achieved a success as a serial in a Washington paper, whose editor was with difficulty persuaded into using it without fee or reward. The manuscript of "Tom Jones" lay for years on a shelf in the author's study, and only found a publisher after Fielding had made a name for himself

AS A DRAMATIST.

It must not be supposed, however, that all publishers are invariably blind to the promise of genius. Quite the contrary.

To cite for instance. Thomas Moore was as yet comparatively unknown, when the Messrs. Longman, detecting the vast possibilities that lay dormant in the man, and anxious to get something better out of him than the "pot-boilers" he was at the time turning out, offered him £3,000 for a lengthy poem, the subject to be chosen by himself.

Moore was than a poor man, and the sum mentioned meant for him comparative wealth. He shook the dust of London off his feet, buried himself among the Derbyshire dales, and set to work assiduously to saturate his mind with Oriental facts and imagery.

The result was seen later on in "Lalla Rookh," a work so true to nature that it was translated into Persian and sung as a genuine native production in the streets and cafes of Ispahan.

Or, again, take the case of the pale-faced, quiet, round-shouldered lad who in the year 1862 was tying up parcels in Messrs. Hachette's publishing house at the munificent salary of a pound a week.

"Sir," he remarked timidly one day to his chief, "I have been reading one of Flaubert's novels. I am convinced that if I had time I could do as well

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perhaps better.”

Very well, M. Zola," was the reply, "take time and try."

And M. Zola did as he was bid-with what result all the world knows.

MARCUS AURELIUS AȘ A POWER.

As compared with Cæsar, Marcus Aurelius was an intellectual pygmy. This does not mean that his mind was an inferior one, but only that it was inferior as com. pared with the mental giant who founded the Empire.

But, morally speaking, Marcus Aurelius towered head and shoulders above Cæsar, and not only Cæsar, but above almost every other public man of whom history gives us any account.

If every man and woman, young and old, in the country would carefully read Long's translation of the "Meditations" of this remarkable man, we are sure that the effect upon them and upon the life of the nation would be a most beautiful and beneficent

one.

The "Meditations" were composed in the

midst of one of the busiest lives that any man ever lived; and, best of all, they were never intended for publication. The writer simply set down, from day to day, bis thoughts, his ideas of life, his opinions as to the way a man should live in this world, and he never dreamed that the public would ever get hold of them.

The loves of a tender heart, the aspirations of a very pure and gentle soul, the struggles and trials of one who, encompassed by innumerable difficulties, would yet keep himself square with the old eternal righteousness, were jotted down, as they came, in the Emperor's private diary, "for his own eye only."

His daily life was habitually characterized by love, justice, gentleness and humility.

That last word is especially worthy of our deepest consideration. Here was a man who was master of the world. He held in his hands all power. A word, a nod from him was sufficient to have his will instantly obeyed, and yet he was as humble as a little child!

There is the test! It is easy for the beggar to be humble, but to be all-powerful and to be humble is another matter.

The fact that he was Emperor, that he was master of the world, that he had but to speak in order to have his will obeyed, never for a moment caused him to forget the other fact, that he was a human being, and that he was bound to respect the rights of every other human being, no matter how poor and weak they might chance to be.

There is but one possible adverse criticism of the man-his persecution of the Christians. But this solitary blot, unfortunate as it is, does not, as has been often shown, involve any impeachment of the Emperor's otherwise universal tolerance and good-will.

He persecuted the Christians not deliberately, but through an honest and very natural misunderstanding, and we have no doubt that Christ Himself has long ago forgiven the good man for his fatal but wellmeaning blunder.

THE FORD FAMILY.

The Ford family seem to be coming it strong in the making of books. There was James L. Ford, who made us all sit up with "The Literary Shop;" there was the late Paul Leicester Ford of "Janice Meredith" fame; and now there are two S. Fords who are in danger of getting themselves mixed. Indeed, Mr. Sewell Ford, who has a jolly, humorous story called "The Renunciation of Petrus" in the September "Harper's," has had to unravel a tangle which got him mixed up with Mr. Simeon Ford, the author of "A Few Remarks." In a letter to the editor of the Bangor "Daily Commercial" he says:

"DEAR SIR,-With an intent evidently of the best you have most amazingly mixed the deeds and doings of two Fords. I am one of them. No, I am not going to be indignant. I expect, in my sixteen years of newspaper work, I have made many 'breaks' of the same kind. This is merely to untangle myself for your benefit from the other Ford, and perhaps prevent more confusion among my numerous relatives in Maine.

"The author of 'Horses Nine,' who was born in South Levant, and who remembers coming into Bangor at daybreak with his

1. Malcolm; or, A Ten Day's Mystery. By Old Sleuth.

2. Witch of Manhattan. By Old Sleuth.

3. The Ex-Pugilist Detective. By Old Sleuth.

4. True Blue; or, The Romance of a Great Special.

5. Murray, the Detective. By Old Sleuth.

6. Oscar, the Detective. By Old Sleuth.

7. Kefton; or, The Wonder of the Age. By Old Sleuth.

8. A lady Shadower; or, A Detective's Stratagem. By Old Sleuth.

9. Night and Morning; or, A Detective's Shadow. By Old Sleuth.

10. The King's Detective. By Old Sleuth.

11. A Puzzling Shadow; or, A Detective's Enigma. By Old Sleuth.

12. Seth Bond. A Lost Treasure Mystery. By Old Sleuth.

13. A Weird Sea Mystery. A Detective Story. By Old Sleuth. 14. The Twin Athletes. A Detective Story. By Old Sleuth.

15. A Single Clue. A Detective Story. By Old Sleuth.

16. A One Night Mystery. A Detective Story. By Old Sleuth.

17. A Man of Mystery. A Detective Story. By Old Sleuth.

18. A Remarkable Feat; or, Great Detective Work. By Old Sleuth.

19. Tales from a Gilded Palace. Illustrated. By Old Sleuth.

20. A Final Triumph; or, A Lady Bachelor. By Old Sleuth.

21. Magic Dick, the Detective; or, A Phenomenal Trail.

22. The Ventriloquist Detective; or, Nimble Ike and Jack the Juggler.

23. The Old Miser's Ward. By Old Sleuth. 24. A Detective's Daughter. By Old Sleuth. 25. A Weird Courtship. By Old Sleuth.

26. Winning a Princess. By Old Sleuth.

27. Norval, the Detective. By Old Sleuth. 28. Vavel, the Wonderful Treasure Seeker. 29. Funny Bob; or, In and Out of Everything in New York.

30. A Little Confederate; or, A Southern Boy in New York.

31. Nimble Ike, the Trick Ventriloquist.

32. The Giant Detective; or, The Feats of an Athlete.

33. The Cowboy Detective. A Great Story of

Mystery.

34. The Bicycle Detective; or, Smart Jim.

35. Dick, the Boy Detective; or, The Streets of New York.

36. Aggravating Joe, the Prince of Mischief. 37. Jack the Juggler's Ordeal; or, Tricks and Triumphs.

38. Jack the Juggler's Trail. A Story of Magic, 39. A Female Ventriloquist; or, A Girl's Magic Feats.

40. A Desperate Chance; or, Desmond Dare. 41. Detective Payne's "Shadow;" or, A Remarkable Search.

42. Two Wonderful Detectives; or, Jack and Gil's Skill.

43. Saved by a Detective; or, A Beautiful Fugitive. 44. The Mystery Man; or, Fire Bomb Jack.

45. The Fatal Resemblance; or, A Marvelous Escape,

46. Nimble Ike, the Detective; or, Solving a Mys

tery.

47. Bertie Bland, the Detective. A Tale of Tricks and Surprises.

48. The West Point Lieutenant; or, Arkie, the Run

away.

49. From the Streets to the Footlights; or, Snap and Jenny.

50. The Detective Trio; or, The Story of Three Country Lads.

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'Uncle Will' to sell green corn, is Sewell Ford. That's me. Mr. Simeon Ford, whose picture you printed and to whom you gave credit for writing the horse stories, is the genial proprietor of the Grand Union Hotel in New York.

"It's Sewell Ford who has sixteen (not thirty-five) years' experience in newspaper work, Simeon who is the 'long, lean laughmaker.' I haven't achieved much fame, and what little I possess I cannot afford to have merged with Simeon's, which is greater and of a different character.

"Sincerely,

"SEWELL FORD."

Mr. Sewell Ford is modest As a humorist he can hold his own with Simeon or any other Ford.

THE EVOLUTION OF THE ENVELOPE

A writer in a magazine of high character, telling of the Victorian times previous to the introduction of the penny postage, says: "Envelopes in those days were not invented; letters were folded together and open at the sides." This is not accurate, even so far as England is concerned. I have seen among the papers of a North-Country baronet who flourished in the earlier years of George III, and was in frequent communication with the higher officials of the Government, several large envelopes measuring about eight inches by six. They were made of strong paper, but had probably never passed through the post, as they had no office stamps upon them. Among the papers of a Swiss lady who married an Englishman, and was contemporary of the baronet mentioned above, are still preserved some unused envelopes about five inches by four. It is probable, though not certain, that they were of foreign manufacture. The late Sir T. Duffus Hardy, deputy keeper of the Records, told us of an instance in which an applicant for an office was summarily rejected for sending "a licked envelope."Notes and Queries.

Authors and Their Works

THE REV. HENRY C. McCOOK, D.D., Sc.D., L.L.D.

The Rev. Dr. Henry C. McCook, author of "Tenants of an old Farm," a new and thoroughly revised edition of which has recently been published by George W. Jacobs & Co., was born July 3, 1837, in New Lisbon, Ohio. He is the third son of John McCook, M.D., the head of one of the famous tribes of "Fighting McCooks," of ScotchIrish descent.

In early boyhood he learned the printing trade. He taught school in Salem, Canfield, and Steubenville, Ohio, and was for a year the principal of the high school in New Lisbon. He had arranged to study law, but feeling that he was called to the ministry, abandoned this purpose and entered the Western Theological Seminary at Allegheny, Pa.

Pending his graduation, while on a vacation preaching service in Clinton, Ill., the Civil War broke out, and he raised a company of volunteers, of which he became First Lieutenant. He subsequently served as Chaplain of the 41st Illinois Volunteers for a year, when he resigned and returned to his first charge at Clinton, Ill. Thence he went to Biddle Market Mission, St. Louis, where he achieved great success in work for young people, and among the suffering poor during two visitations of the cholera.

While in that city he established the Carr Place Presbyterian Church, which he left to enter upon his ministry in Philadelphia. In the spring of 1869 he was invited by the Honorable John Wanamaker to accept the pastorate of Bethany Church, which he declined. In November, 1869, he accepted a call to the Seventh Presbyterian Church, with which the Sixth Church later united to form the Tabernacle Church, then at Broad and Penn Square, now in its splendid sanctuary at Chestnut and Thirty-seventh Streets, Philadelphia. Dr. McCook was installed pastor on January 18, 1870.

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Notwithstanding his devotion to the ministry, Dr. McCook has interests many and varied. He was one of the early leaders in Sunday School work and organization, having begun "The Westminster Series Lessons." He was one of the founders of the "Society to Prevent Cruelty to Children," and originated "The National Relief Commission." He has been active in and is president of "The Presbyterian Historical Society." His extensive studies of ants and spiders and their habits have won for him a widespread reputation on both continents, in consequence of which he has held several prominent positions in scientific societies, having been president of "The American Entomological Society," vice-president of the "Academy of Natural Sciences of Philadelphia," and professor of " Entomology in the Horticultural Society of Pennsylvania." His works, "American Spiders and Their Spinning Work," and "The Agricultural Ant of Texas," are acknowledged authorities upon their respective subjects. His two books for the young, "Old Farm Fairies," and "Tenants of An Old Farm," combine with great interest valuable information regarding the insects usually found on a farm. He has also published "The Latimers," a

romance of the Western (better known as the Whiskey) Insurrection of 1794, which is really a history of the development of the Scotch-Irish in America. This has passed through numerous editions and unlike most historical novels of the day, continues to sell steadily.

In 1893 Dr. McCook was one of the three chaplains who were invited to attend the opening of the World's Fair in Chicago, serving with Cardinal Gibbons and Bishop Fowler.

Long after the Civil War was over, Dr. McCook continued to take an interest in military affairs, and when the SpanishAmerican war broke out, enlisted with the regiment of which he was chaplain, the 2nd Pennsylvania. This regiment was not called to leave the country, but Dr. McCook was sent to Cuba by the Secretary of War on special duty, particularly to carry out President McKinley's wishes with regard to the identification of the soldiers' graves, a duty which was suggested to the President by Dr. McCook. It was this trip that furnished the material for his last book, a beautifully illustrated volume entitled "Martial Graves of Our Fallen Heroes." While in Cuba he contracted malarial fever, and was for a time dangerously ill from the effects of which he never fully recovered. He was therefore obliged to resign from active ministerial work in December, 1902, becoming pastor emeritus of the Tabernacle Church.

Dr. McCook is now devoting the remaining years of his life to literary work at his country home," Brookcamp," Devon, Pa.

His recent productions are an article in the June number of Harpers' Magazine, entitled "The Royal Mother of Ants," which, it is understood, will be followed by others in a like vein, and a poem in the New York 'Independent" of June 4th, entitled "Corporal Bob Magee." At the present time he is engaged upon a book, "The Homes and Habits of the American Ants."

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The

Ernest Thompson Seton, the famous artist-naturalist and author, who is one of the best-paid lecturers in the world as well, has completed his first long story for boys, entitled "Two Little Savages," with more than three hundred new drawings. story is of two boys who lived in the woods, became acquainted with animals, birds and things, and learned the fascinating secrets of Nature and woodcraft. The suggestions for this book of a new sort came from the letters that boy-readers of his magazine articles wrote him. No less than fifty bands of "Seton Indians " were formed the past summer in various parts of the country, modeled after Mr. Seton's "Savages," and Mr. Seton's correspondence with the tribes amounted to fully one thousand letters of advice on matters of woodcraft, telling the young braves of something to do, to think about and enjoy in the woods. A rugged island in a wooded lake of his private estate and wild animal preserve in Connecticut was turned into a large camp with real tepees, canoes and paraphernalia; and here the boys who presented themselves at the gates with no other introduction than that they were "Seton Indians" were taught to take care of themselves, to light fires by rubbing dry sticks, and the ways of the woods by the big chief, who visited them daily. "Two Little Savages' is a sort of "Robinson Crusoe" life of American boys.