People's Pilot, Volume 5, Number 3, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 11 July 1895 — LITERARY’ REVIEW. [ARTICLE]

LITERARY’ REVIEW.

STEVENSON'S LAST NOVEL. Robert Louis Stevenson's last Story. “St. Ives,’ was left at his death practically completed, so it is stated by those who have seen the manuscript. Many chapters had even received the author’s final revision. Stevenson had been at work upon this novel for more than a year, and the first half of it had been entirely rewritten several times. The novel is said to deal with the adventures of a Frenchman captured in the Peninsular war and shut up in Edinburgh Castle. A love affair between him and a Scottish maiden, a duel on the maiden’s account between him and a fellow-prisoner and his escape from the prison are a few of the episodes that promise a romance of as absorbing interest as any Stevenson has produced. ‘ St. Ives” will be published serially in McClure's Magazine, the price of which, by the way, is to be immediately reduced to ten cents a copy. * *

A bright and amusing little story in the July Arena is Alice W. Fuller's “A Wife Made to Order.” Since so many confirmed bachelors seem to demand something of this sort, this story will obtain a wide reading among the ladies. * * ■■■<>. will he paint me the way 1 want.' As bonny as » girlie. Or will he paint me an ugly tyke. And he d d to Mr. Nerli. But .still and on and whichever it is. He is a canty Kerlie. The Lord protect the back, and neck Of honest Mr. Nerli ” This, one of the last verses ever written by Robert Louis Stevenson, is in reference to the portrait of himself, which is given to the public with his verse for the first time’in.the July CosS mopolitan. The lines might have come from the pen of Burns, and are inimitable in their way. The portrait was declared by Stevenson himself to be the best ever painted of him. In this same number of The Cosmopolitan Rudyard Kipling tells an Indian story, to which Remington adds charming illustrations: Mrs. Burton Harrison makes a serious study of New York society in “The Myih of ihe Four Hundred,” and Kate Douglas Wiggin contributes a story of one of the most delightful of Welsh retreats. The Cosmopolitan was with this number reduced to 10 cents per copy, and as a consequence, not withstanding its large edition, it was ‘ out of print” on the third day of publication.

Surely there was nothing left to desire, in the line of ’’food for the brain." for those who were subscribers for that high-class publ cation McClure’s Magazine—but the publisher appeared to think differently and has redu »d the price to 10 cents per copy or $1 per year. Chailie 2} cents a yard. Mode). Saturday.