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in wit and wisdom, and are a revelation of what a great musician, through sympathetic understanding, can do with even very young children. Then come the reports of the Psychological Laboratory, in which Dr. Florence Mateer, among other matters, gives in detail the psychological and the StanfordBinet examination of a typical pupil. One begins reading this section with reluctance, and ends with enthusiasm, for out of the wealth of detail, skilfully and unerringly marshalled there emerges the personality of the boy in his examination in a rounded portait of such an authenticity and such engaging appeal that one is grateful for such a complete and human document.

And this is the most of the book as a whole, that while giving to the professional student of education. the detailed record of a really valuable experiment, it gives to the unprofessional reader a bit of real life, and vivid self-portrayal of a group of children, as well as of a group of teachers, in a way that is at once fresh, ingenuous, and engaging. If one had such a detailed document as this from any past age, it would be considered priceless. And this itself must have a permanent value because of its sincerity and fundamental soundness.

PIERRE La ROSE.

ROADS OF ADVENTURE, by Ralph D. Paine. Boston, Houghton, Mifflin. $5. Here is a book! A book to stir the blood of youth and to revitalize the circulation of middle age. A book to charm by its style as well as by its stories.

The adventures set forth are those of the author. All of them are interesting; most of them are entrancing. Some of them have such a

"bite" that one would guess them tainted with fiction did not Ralph Paine vouch for their truth on his honor as a New Hampshire gentleman farmer, law-maker and guardian of juvenile morals.

Autobiography is the most charming of arts when the author can maintain the right balance between himself and the rest of the world. Most autobiographers who succeed do so by stressing their reaction to others rather than the reaction of the world to them. Mr. Paine, în these sketches, has done something of this, but has succeeded even more by the delightful humor with which he treats himself and not a few of his "busted" schemes. He is unsparing in the detection of himself in frequent spasms of what he terms damfoolitis.

The book may be divided roughly into four parts. First come a half dozen chapters covering rowing days at Yale in the nineties. Nobody can do this better than Paine. The sketches are equally good reading for the youngster and the oldster. Both will enjoy the spice of excitement. The youngster, at least, may profit by the red-blooded philosophy that underlies them; the oldster, at least, will appreciate the manner in which Paine matches this philosophy against the postures of the Young Intellectuals.

There follow a dozen sketches of filibustering days during the Cuban insurrection, full of swing and color of the most fascinating sort. Then Then come ten equally stirring chapters on the Spanish War, catching the adventurous atmosphere of the days when war gave comparatively free vent to individual action. These are done with an admirable dash. There are incidental appreciations of some of

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BALLAD

BY LOUISE PATTERSON GUYOL.

There was a Jester loved a Queen.
He pranked about the court
Gaudy in crimson; and his pride

He pawned to made her sport.

Painted he was, and hung with bells
That tinkled like his tongue,

And for his paint and bitter wit
None guessed that he was young.

The Queen had hair of curled gold
And a face like a white flower.
(The King was old.) To make her smile
Only the Fool had power.

The Queen walked in the garden-ways;
The moon was marvellous fair,
Silverly shining. Mad, the Fool
Begged one bright lock of hair.

The King was old, the Fool was young,
The Queen had lips of rose.
(Behind a twisted yew, the King
Stood in the garden-close.)

The King is old. About the court,
Chattering all the while,

Gambols a Fool in gold. The Queen
Doth never smile.

DAWN

BY LILIAN SUE KEECH.

Black is the night, and hot the stirless air.
Black as a thought that savors of despair.
Even the silent trees, against the sky,
In gruesome and distorted shadows lie.

The crazy screech owl's weird and laughing cry,

Within the formless space, sounds somewhere nigh.

All is a black abyss, where Hell may be,

Where man may hear, but only devils see.

A flapping bat flits, like a banshee, by

And from the unseen graveyard, comes a sigh, From those who fain would rise, but must lie still. Afar off mourns the foolish whip-poor-will.

But presently a hesitating breeze

Begins to tremble in the maple trees.

A faint light tinges all the murky dark,

A few soft notes come from the wakening lark.

Grey breaks the dawn on hill tops fresh and green.
A thousand diamonds on the grass are seen,

Aurora trails her pink robe in the east,
And beauty calls her lover to the feast.

OUR CONTRIBUTORS
In This Issue

MR. HENRY H. METCALF is a lifelong Democrat and his pleasure at the recent turn in state politics has prompted a reminiscence of the last democratic regime. THE GRANITE MONTHLY considers that it is especially auspicious to have an article by Mr. Metcalf in this issue, which is in a sense the first issue under the new board, for Mr. Metcalf is the founder of THE GRANITE MONTHLY and during the course of its history has edited it many years.

MRS. LILIAN M. AINSWORTH is a newspaperwoman of long experience in Vermont, Massachusetts and New Hampshire. For about seven years she has been on the staff of the MANCHESTER DAILY MIRROR, and will this year be legislative correspondent for that paper. She is the first woman to have a regular assignment of that sort. MR. ROBERT JACKSON, who writes so understandingly of the new governor, is chairman of the Democratic

State Committee. The picture Mr. Jackson draws has an undeniable appeal and will be interesting to many, as one of the first personal sketches to appear of the second Democratic Governor since the Civil War.

MR. RAYMOND B. STEVENS was member of Congress from the second New Hampshire district in 19131915, member of the Constitutional Convention in 1912. He is well fitted to write on tax reform, a subject to which he has given years of careful study. The constitutional amendment which he advocates in this article is the same which he upheld in the Convention of 1912. The Convention did not see fit to submit that amendment at that time, but Mr. Stevens feels that public sentiment in the last ten years has tended to strengthen his argument. Around the suggestion outlined in this article is sure to center much discussion in the next few weeks.

ALVAH H. MORRILL

The Reverend Alvah H. Morrill, D. D., died at his home in Newton in October. He was born at Grafton in 1848, the son of the Reverend W. S. Morrill. He graduated at Dartmouth College in 1872 and entered the ministry of the

Christian Church and was for many years prominent in his denomination. He held pastorates at Haverhill, Massachusetts, at Laconia and Franklin, at Woodstock, Vermont, at Providence, Rhode Island, and finally at Newton. Much of his life was spent in the teaching profession. For thirteen years he was Professor of New Testament Greek at the Christian Biblical Institute at Stanfordville, New York, and was also the head of Starkey Seminary at Eddytown, New York.

WILLIAM D. SAWYER

William D. Sewyer died November 12, at the Roosevelt Hospital in New York, as the result of apoplexv. Born in Dover. November 22, 1866, the son of the late Governor Charles H. Sawyer and Susan E. (Cowan) Sawyer, he was educated at Phillips Exeter Academy and at Yale University. For more than ten years he was treasurer of the Sawyer Woolen mill. He then studied law and practised in New York City.

Mr. Sawyer was quartermaster_general on the staff of Governor John B. Smith, a delegate to the Republican National Convention in 1896 and a member of the committee that notified Mr. McKinley of his nomination. He was a Mason and a member of the Amoskeag Veterans and of many clubs. He was formerly president of the New Hampshire Society of the Cincinnati.

General Sawyer is survived by his widow, Gertrude, a daughter of former Congressman Joshua G. Hall of Dover, a son, Johathan, and a daughter, Elizabeth.

JAMES BARTLETT EDGERLY

On November 1 there passed away in Farmington, after a brief illness, James Bartlett Edgerly, one of the town's most useful citizens. Mr. Edgerly was born at Farmington on January 29, 1834, and was the son of Joseph Bartlett and Cordelia (Waldron) Edgerly. His education was obtained in the schools of his native town and at Gilmanton Academy.

His early life was occupied at the shoemaker's bench. At the outbreak of the Civil War he enlisted in the regimental band of the Fifth New Hampshire Volunteers, and served until 1862, when he

was honorably discharged and returned to the manufacture of shoes in Farmington, a business which he successfully followed until 1879. He then became cashier of the Farmington National Bank, and filled that position with ability until, with advancing years, he retired

But he continued to enjoy life largely until within a few days of his death.

Mr. Edgerly married in 1863 Maria T. Fernald, who died in 1877. They had two daughters, Agnes A., deceased, and Annie M. (Mrs. Elmer F. Thayer). He married second Martha E. Dodge, who died some years ago.

Mr. Edgerly was always actively identified with the life of the community. Ardently devoted to the Congregational Church, he contributed a substantial sum to its permanent funds some years ago. To the town he gave the Edgerly Park as a memorial to his Civil War comrades.

At the time of his death Mr. Edgerly was a trustee of the Farmington Savings Bank, a director of the Farmington National Bank, a member of the Carlton Post, Grand Army of the Republic, of the New Hampshire Society of the Sons of the American Revolution and the oldest member of Fraternal Lodge of Masons.

Besides his daughter, Mrs. Thayer, he is survived by a grandson, James_Edgerly Thayer, by a sister, Mrs. C. A. Cooke of Los Angeles, California, and by two brothers, Brigadier General Winfield Scott Edgerly of Cooperstown, New York, and Henry I. Edgerly of Dover.

At the funeral the Reverend J. G. Haigh said: "For physical and mental traits men may be admired, they can be loved only for qualities of the heart. Here was a citizen who in an unusual degree combined all those qualities in sterling fashion. His personal appearance was striking, and easily impressed one even at first meeting with the thought that here was no ordinary man. His carriage and bearing, his affable courtesy and dignified speech betokened at once a gentleman of the old school, a typical New Englander of old, untainted stock. Wherever you met him, in whatever circle, he was always just that and in the various relationships of business and civic affairs as well as in social, fraternal and religious connections his clear insight, good judgment, his wise counsels, his friendly spirit, his skill and efficiency marked him a man of unusual attributes, and for all these his fellowcitizens welcomed him, admired him, honored and trusted him; but most of all it was the heart-quality that added love to admiration."

Judge Wells paid tribute in the Somersworth Free Press in these words:

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