move away from a neighborhood because Jews are moving in, do so because these are the people that crucified Christ. Certainly if the Certainly if the Jews had not persecuted Him, they would have differed from all other races in their treatment of the great.

But if potatoes and onions grew as easily as hatred and prejudice there would be little trouble over the food supply. Just watch a kitten the first time she sees a dog. The dog has done nothing to her and very likely he is very goodnatured, but the kitten just naturally bristles up and spits when she sees him. She may learn to like certain dogs in time. but that will depend a good deal on how good-natured and patient those dogs are.

Anyone interested in Russian literature will read Dostoevsky's Journal of an Author (Luce and Company). Particularly interesting is The Dream of a Queer Fellow, the account of a man kept from suicide by a star and a girl,in contrast to the popular theory that the latter is generally the cause of suicide. This girl, however, was only eight years old and wore a shawl, yet she it was who made the Queer Fellow realize that:

"The one thing is-love thy neighbor as thyself that is the one thing. That is all, nothing else is needed. You will instantly find how to live. Though it is an old truth, repeated and read ten million times, yet it is discovered "The knowledge of life is higher than life, the knowledge of the laws of happiness is higher than happiness' that is what must be fought. And I will fight. If only everyone wanted it, then everything would be right in an instant."

Another book for lovers of things Russian is White Nights by Arthur Ruhl (Scribners). The book is no dreary account of monuments, museums, and palaces, but instead the author gives us very vivid and very interesting glimpses of present Russian life.

The title of Cousin-Hunting in Scandinavia by Mary Wilhelmine Williams (Richard G. Badger) speaks for itself. Cousins are uncertain enough quantities even when one has been brought up with them, but starting off to dis

cover a whole set one never has seen before, living in a country one never has visited, is a real adventure. Few people would have the if I had been detailed to give the courage to undertake it. I think man in Grimm's Fairy Tales, who could not shiver and shake, a new experience, I should have approached him in this-wise.

"You know your cousin Hetty who goes in for society and is so careful about the people she meets?"

"Of course, why?"

"Well, you know your cousin Becky that remembers everything wrong you ever did and takes pains to remind you of it?"

"I should say I do."

"You haven't by any chance forgotten your cousin Jim who blows in every week or so to borrow a fiver?"

"Not a chance."

"Well, I've just found a new branch of your family with a whole flock of cousins."

Whereupon the man who could not shiver and shake would fall into a fit of the ague.

Miss Williams, however, was brave enough to set out in search of her Scandinavian cousins and her heroism was rewarded by

finding them a very pleasant lot. The reward for us, of her bravery is a very readable book on Scandinavia.

Anyone who cannot sympathize with a person possessed of an impulse to commit murder, has never been burdened with an uncongenial traveling companion. If Sally Blakely had not been a Christian Scientist, I believe A Modern Becky Sharpe by Mary Lincoln (Richard G. Badger) would have ended in a murder trial; for Madge, with whom Sallie was forced to travel to travel through Japan, was decidedly modern, not to say unconventional, and equally a Becky Sharpe. The little snatches of scandal, however, only serve to make the book more interesting, besides, the author gives us some really charming glimpses of Japan.

Readers of popular fiction will welcome The Dark Star (Appleton) Robert Chambers' new novel.

Stories of the Occult by Dan A. Stitzer (The Gorham Press) take one back to the period when to go to sleep in the dark was a deed of heroism but to walk through an unlighted room was an enterprise meriting the Victoria Cross.

Peacock Pie by William de la Mare (Henry Holt) is a charming book of children's verse, exquisite

ly illustrated by W. Heath Robin

son.

The Book of Self by James Oppenheim (Alfred A. Knoff) is a striking book of verse voicing a universal experience, the painful process of shedding the artificial self produced by prejudice and false teaching and the bringing to light of the genuine self too long neglected.

"The self I had built up for the world

Did not wear well And another self, a self I hated to think of,

Would come slashing through the

mask with the blade of a rapier Or tongue of smoky flame Yet, even so, there was relief in these bursts:

I was less smothered inside."

"Now I had liked to think of my

self as an aristocrat and a lord And the dirty, sweaty, fecund flesh my slave.

Some day the slave would be sacrificed

And the lord walk on high in a

heaven where there was no eating of breakfasts,

For in those days I was the Son of God,

A little lower than the angels. Must I believe that I was only a

little higher than the apes?"