Messrs. Maggs Bros.' new catalogue, _Bibliotheca Aeronautica_, price

5_s._, is a fascinating book. It contains the account of some fifteen

hundred volumes dealing with the problem of flight from the earliest

times to the present day. The first section contains books published

prior to the invention of the Montgolfier Balloon in 1783. A fine copy

of Francesco de Lana's _Prodromo Overo Saggio di Alcune Inventioni_

appears in this section (£16 16_s._). Paltock's famous flying novel,

_The Life and Adventures of Peter Wilkins_, London, 1751, is offered at

£15 15_s._, and the work which Restif de la Bretonne founded on it, _La

Découverte Australe par un Homme Volant, ou le Dédale Français_, at £18

18_s._ Fine engravings are reproduced from these books.

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In the second section we find a number of Blanchard's narratives,

including the account of the first aerial crossing of the Channel; we

find Lunardi's _Account of the First Aerial Voyage in England_, London,

1784 (£7 10_s._); several books on the Montgolfier brothers, as well as

the works of the great Baron Munchausen, so famed for his aeronautical

exploits.

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The third section of the catalogue deals with the evolution of aircraft

from 1851 to 1899. An interesting item is the first edition of Rémy

de Gourmont's _En Ballon_, Paris, 1883. A large number of works by

Tissandier, author of the _Bibliographie Aéronautique_, Paris, 1887,

naturally appear. We may here note the remarkable fact that by far the

greater number of the volumes on flight are in French. British interest

in the problem was not aroused till a good deal later, after the first

practical difficulties had been solved. A first edition of Jules

Verne's _Robur le Conquérant_, Paris, 1886, is included (15_s._). His

_Six Weeks in a Balloon_ also deserves a place.

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In the fourth section we come to "Aeroplanes and Dirigibles in the

Twentieth Century." The period opens with the intrepid Santos-Dumont

and his flights and falls over Paris. His _My Airships_, London, 1904,

is priced at 10_s._ The handsomest aeronautical work published during

this period is perhaps _La Conquête de l'Air_, by Grand-Carteret and

Delteil, a finely illustrated folio, offered at £3 3_s._

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A fifth section contains pictures of famous balloon ascents, portraits

of aeronauts, caricatures, and the like.

A. L. H.

CORRESPONDENCE

A PROTEST

(_To the Editor of_ THE LONDON MERCURY)

SIR,--Your dramatic critic writes of my play _Sacred and Profane

Love_, "A writer of Mr. Arnold Bennett's eminence and great sagacity

would be the last person to expect us to take this play seriously as

a contribution to dramatic literature." Only a certain ingenuousness

prevents this remark from being outrageous. Of course I expect the play

to be taken seriously. Your writer is perfectly entitled to condemn

my play; but he is not entitled on the strength of his opinion to

attribute to me an attitude which is not mine, and which, if it were

mine, would render me odious in the sight of artists. Why in the name

of my alleged great sagacity should I publish a play which I did not

expect to be taken seriously? Did your critic perhaps imagine that

he was being charitable? One does not expect from the critics of

THE LONDON MERCURY the ineptitudes which characterise the dramatic

criticism of the stunt daily Press. I mention the matter because I

think that an important point of principle is involved, and because

this is not the first time that one of your critics has exceeded his

province. In your first number there were references to the work of

Mr. Frank Swinnerton which amounted to a quite gratuitous imputation

against the artistic integrity of the author.--Yours, etc.,

ARNOLD BENNETT.

12B George Street, Hanover Square, W.1, December 19th, 1919.

[We gladly publish Mr. Bennett's disclaimer, but we think he

exaggerates the gravity of the supposition he repels. We need scarcely

say that our critic had no intention of imputing to Mr. Bennett

anything which we supposed would render Mr. Bennett odious. Taking

the view that he did of Mr. Bennett's play, our critic thought he was

paying a compliment to Mr. Bennett's intelligence. If it is odious

to write, occasionally, things which we do not regard as serious

contributions to literature, we can only say that a great many artists

have made themselves odious. As for Mr. Swinnerton, our reviewer,

detecting a falling off, suggested that it might be due to the novelist

having got into the habit of turning novels out regularly instead of

waiting for the impulse. If a serious reviewer is to be precluded, when

he thinks himself justified, from making suggestions like that, he

might just as well be muzzled.--EDITOR.]

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"THE DUCHESS OF MALFI"

(_To the Editor of_ THE LONDON MERCURY)

SIR,--Mr. Turner says he can hardly believe that the section of the

audience which behaved so abominably at the "Phœnix" performance

consisted largely of the theatrical profession. I think he is right. I

happen to know that an effort was made by two actors in the audience to

get a request for order made from the stage during the first interval.

Nor were these people entirely of the "uneducated" sort--in the

conventional sense. One of the worst offenders was a terrible woman

sitting next to me, who occasionally interrupted her nervous giggle to

remark, "A wonderfully characteristic touch!" or something of the kind.

I believe she must have been a don.

May I suggest that at the next performance by the "Phœnix," if similar

trouble occurs, the matter should be brought to the notice of the

management during the first interval, and that a request should be

made from the stage by the latter? Personal requests to individual

offenders were made by more than one member of the audience at the

performance in question, but without result. It is worth while making a

concerted effort to prevent the authentic joy of the theatre, when at

last it is offered to us, from being marred by the behaviour of vulgar

sentimentalists and neurotics.--Yours, etc.,

VICTOR GOLLANCZ.

Authors' Club, 2 Whitehall Court, S.W.1, January 9th.

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TAM HTAB

(_To the Editor of_ THE LONDON MERCURY)

SIR,--In vain Mr. L. Pearsall Smith held out a juicy carrot. Lest Mr.

J. J. Biggs also be disappointed in his hope of a solemn ass, I beg to

offer myself in that capacity, and with well-feigned eagerness point

out that this page, if held to a mirror, will show that TAM HTAB is no

more the reverse of BATH MAT than MOOR EEFFOC of COFFEE ROOM.

As you say, these public inscriptions are responsible for much

distress.--Yours, etc.,

A. P.

January 6th.

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THE LAMBKIN MSS. AND MR. BELLOC

(_To the Editor of_ THE LONDON MERCURY)

SIR,--Your valued bibliographer classifies the _Remains_ of the

Rev. J. A. Lambkin among the verse attributable to their editor.

I feel very strongly the impiety of this error. For, although the

influence of that eminent divine is traceable in the Dedicatory Ode

prefixed by Mr. Belloc to the _Remains_ of his great mentor, it is

nevertheless in the realm of prose that we must look for Lambkin's main

contributions to knowledge and literature. True it is that the late

Fellow of Burford's justly famed Newdigate Poem is included in the

definitive edition--indeed, Mr. Belloc must have felt the impossibility

of rejecting its claims to such inclusion--yet, if I may quote a

delightful "Lambkinism" which deserves a wider fame, "One swallow

does not make a summer"; and, as one who owes a goodly part of the

culture discernible (as I trust) in this letter to the author of the

_Article on the North-West Corner of the Mosaic Pavement at Bignor_,

I feel I should be untrue to the memory of my late dear tutor if I

allowed such glories to be catalogued as if they formed part of the

verses of a mere poet. No, sir, Lambkin is "this England's" Seneca,

and all who treasure a great cultural inheritance should rally to do

justice to its _Remains_. The late Dr. Pusey, whose character held

so much in common with that of his younger disciple, never tired of

narrating that wonderful instance of Lambkin's profound yet finely

epigrammatic Latinity which is connected with the death of the late

Pastor of Bremen, I think. I was present on that occasion, and can

testify that, far from any library, Mr. Lambkin, after a short silence

lasting perhaps for two minutes, whispered the words _Requiescat in

Pace_--surely the most terse and crisp of potential epitaphs and one

almost certain to secure the immediate popularity which it obtained,

falling as it did upon the receptive soil afforded by the Oxford

Movement from which event in our history the expression dates. As the

fact is not generally known, perhaps, sir, you will allow me to state

here that the present Sir Ezra Crumpton-Padge of Whortlebury Towers,

near Brixton, is now the sole surviving link between the author of

_Physiology of the Elephant_ and our own times, the claims to this

honour made by M. Lamkinski, President-elect of the Kacheefucan Soviet,

having been expressly refuted by that gentleman's father-in-law, M.

Georgeovitch Bernardenko Shavkin, the well-known big-game hunter and

editor of _Agapé_.

Curiously enough Mr. Belloc's fine monograph on the "_Padge_" _System

of Rhetoric_ makes no allusion to this interesting example of what

we may surely describe, in the truest sense of Lambkin's happiest

aphorism, as a "survival of the fittest." Your bibliographer will

doubtless wish to note these _errata_. Meanwhile I trust the importance

of the subject may condone in some measure for the length of this

letter.--Yours, etc.,

R. N. GREEN-ARMYTAGE [Curator L.L.].

Lambkin Library, Whortleboro', near Weston-S.-Mare, January 10th.

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ONED

(_To the Editor of_ THE LONDON MERCURY)

SIR,--Your reviewer, in his notice of Mr. Dormer Creston's _Clown of

Paradise_, claims to record a neologism which he commends to the notice

of the editors of the _Oxford Dictionary_. Unfortunately they have

anticipated him. If he will turn to the _Oxford Dictionary_, vol. vii,

page 123, the top of the second column, he will find eleven examples,

the last from a book published as recently as 1839, of this astounding

grammatical invention.--Yours, etc.,

GERARD HOPKINS.

Oxford University Press, Amen Corner, E.C.4, December 17th, 1919.

* * * * *

CANDIDE

(_To the Editor of_ THE LONDON MERCURY)

SIR,--It is interesting to learn from Mr. Lewis H. Grundy's letter in

your issue of December that an English translation of _Candide_, with

the name of M. de Voltaire as the author of the original, was published

in London as early as 1759.

According to the preface of the edition of the Académie des

Bibliophiles of 1869 _Candide_ first appeared at the beginning of

March, 1759, the _Journal Encyclopédique_ of the 15th of that month

containing an article on the book, which is headed by the following:

"We do not believe that this tale has a German original. It is

attributed to M. de V."

This note produced a reply from Voltaire signed "Démad."

Though the reply is dated April 15th, 1759, it did not appear in the

_Journal Encyclopédique_ till July 15th, 1762, with the following note:

"This letter has been mislaid for a long time, and when it reached

us we made fruitless efforts to discover the existence of M. Démad,

Captain in the Brunswick Regiment."

A facsimile of the title-page of the first edition of 1759 is also

given in the edition of 1869, and is the same as that quoted in the

Bibliographical Notes of your issue of November.

_L'Ingénu_ was also published anonymously in 1767. The title-page runs

as follows:

"_L Ingénu, Histoire véritable, tirée des manuscrits du Père Quesnel, à

Utrecht, 1767._"--Yours, etc.,

ERNEST F. GYE.

61 Tregunter Road, S.W.10, December 19th, 1919.

LEARNED SOCIETIES, ETC.

THE SOCIETY FOR THE PROTECTION OF ANCIENT BUILDINGS

In the recent Housing Supplement issued by the _Times_ the Society for

the Protection of Ancient Buildings has expressed its views on the

housing problem in connection with old cottages. There are in this

article two main points worth noting. The first is that until a subsidy

is made, proportionate to the value of the work of repair, old cottages

will not be readapted, but allowed to fall into ruins. The failure to

award this subsidy tends to shift the responsibility, in regard to the

upkeep of such property, from the owner to the State, for whilst the

State encourages and partially finances new building, old cottages,

though in theory valued by the Ministry of Health, in practice will

hardly receive the attention they deserve. The second point is this:

that the Society shows clearly it is no lover of mere decay, or old and

mouldering walls, features we are apt to associate with the sketches of

an early nineteenth century schoolgirl.

It lends no countenance to the habitual carping at all things new. It

is as eager that the architecture of to-day should be as clean and

decent--the natural expression of the life of to-day--as it is anxious

to preserve, and where possible render habitable, those buildings of

the past embodying the spirit of _their_ time.

But since "words will build no walls," if our fine old cottages are

to be preserved, it will need something more than mere discussions or

eulogiums on their value as relics of the nation's past. By all who are

interested more practical help must be given, and it is for this that

the Society now makes a special appeal.

THE ROYAL NUMISMATIC SOCIETY

The monthly meeting of the Royal Numismatic Society was held on

December 18th, Sir Henry Howorth, Vice-President, presiding. Mr.

G. F. Hill read a paper entitled "The Mint of Crosraguel Abbey,"

written by Dr. George Macdonald, who was unable to be present. Recent

excavations at Crosraguel ("Crossregal") Abbey, a Cluniac foundation

in Ayrshire, founded in 1244, and endowed by the Scottish kings with

extraordinary privileges, resulted in the discovery in a latrine-drain

of a large number of small objects, some of a miscellaneous nature,

others evidently the remains of a local mint: large quantities of

small tags of brass, needles, portions of thin sheets, etc., as well

as objects and pieces of copper and lead, together with 197 coins of

billon, bronze, or copper and brass. The coins are (_a_) contemporary

imitations of pennies of James III. and IV., and farthings of James

IV., including twenty which are a combination of the obverse of one

type with the reverse of another; (_b_) fifty-one pennies bearing

a _cross_ on one side and a _regal_ orb on the other, and the

inscriptions _Jacobus Dei Gra. Rex_ and _Crux pellit omne crimen_

variously abbreviated; (_c_) eighty-eight copper or brass farthings, of

types not hitherto known, inscribed _Moneta Pauperum_. The imitations

of class (_a_) are the "black money" known from records. The pennies of

class (_b_) are almost exclusively found in Scotland, though they have

hitherto been attributed to one or other James of Aragon. They were

clearly minted at Crosraguel, the types having a punning significance.

They and the farthings are the only known instance in Great Britain of

an Abbey coinage, such as is very frequent on the Continent, _e.g._,

at Cluny. The inscription _Moneta pauperum_ shows that the coins were

intended to provide small change for the especial benefit of the poor

like the seventeenth century tokens. The mint was probably suppressed

by James IV.

At the meeting of the Society on January 20th, Rev. E. A. Sydenham gave

the results of his study of the "Coinage of Augustus."

THE LIBRARY ASSOCIATION

The passage through Parliament of a new Public Libraries Bill was

effected with the minimum of friction--one might almost say "of

interest." But public libraries, accustomed as they have been through

fifty years to Legislative stonings, can hardly yet realise that they

have in their hands at length the very bread of life. For some, that

statement "renews the unspeakable anguish" of dissolution--of the day

when they closed their doors to the public from sheer inability to

exist. Others may witness to a miracle of healing, rescue when _in

extremis_. Others, again, survey the newly-granted means wherewith to

end bravely contracted debts. But the majority become slowly conscious

that the burden has fallen from their backs, and that they may go

forward with a lighter step to a far brighter future. The removal of

the rate limit will effect a revolution in public library practice; but

its results cannot become at once apparent. It rests with individual

library authorities to make a rate each year--to afford their charges

the opportunity, as they now possess the power, of proving to all

sections of the public that they are necessities and not luxuries. That

some of these Councils will fail is certain--the public library idea

is not yet sufficiently commended to minds with the parish pump ideal;

and only external pressure and the education of the general public in

library values will bring certain painfully parochial legislators into

line with their opportunities. In London the situation is diverting;

one Metropolitan Borough has awakened rather late to its peril, and

like a surprised bather is frantically making for shore; with a

desperate consciousness that close behind is the shark-like shadow of

the London County Council. Other two Boroughs must be in doubt as to

whether their very exiguous libraries, possessed of neither service

nor system--neither use nor ornament--will place them out of reach of

attack. And, if so, for how long? Other legislation is foreshadowed,

and the Library Association (deeply grateful that the long years in the

wilderness have ended) intends to bring libraries to all the people as

a necessary preliminary to bringing all the people to the libraries.

A correspondent writes of a report in our first issue: "On page 109

you state that our forty-second annual meeting marked 'a definite

cleavage between librarians and the Board of Education' with respect

to future library policy. Here you innocently place the Association

in a false position. The third interim report, the subject of the

discussion to which you refer, was that of a committee appointed by

the Ministry of Reconstruction, and was addressed to that Ministry.

The Minister of Education considerately invited the opinion of the

Library Association on that report. The Library Association, whilst

approving certain recommendations contained therein, differed from

others, and submitted a reasoned statement of its views to the Board

of Education, as a reply to Mr. Fisher's request. It is therefore

obvious that there is no 'cleavage' between librarians and the Board of

Education; and an incorrect statement to that effect would give a wrong

and damaging impression of the facts. Moreover, the Library Association

is by no means exclusively composed of librarians. A very considerable

proportion of those present at the Southport meeting were members

of library authorities, many of whom were also members of education

committees."

THE SOCIETY OF ANTIQUARIES

Of the three fragments of Christian art described by Mr. Dalton, one is

a spandril of morse ivory 3 inches long, carved in high relief with two

soaring angels back to back. This fascinating example of the Winchester

School of Art dates from about 1000 A.D., and having been found in a

garden at St. Cross, is now appropriately housed in the museum a mile

away. The other two are products of the Near East: the first a detail

from a mosaic pavement in a small church of the sixth century at Umm

Jerar, south of Gaza, representing a phœnix on a fire-altar, a rare

instance of this motive in early Christian times. The other is a

marble slab in the British Museum, apparently part of a screen, from a

church at Miafarkin, north-east of Diarbekr, Kurdistan. Dating probably

from the twelfth century, it is carved in low relief on both faces,

and a central medallion bears a double-headed eagle, which had already

started on its eventful career. A gift from Sir John Ramsden has

enriched the national collection with a fine example of the penannular

brooch, for a long time in the Breadalbane family. It was probably

found in Scotland, and falls into its place in the series of Irish

or Scotic works of art, the date being towards the end of the eighth

century. The material is silver-gilt, with gold filigree and glass

settings; and even the back is ornamented with medallions of trumpet

spirals.

THE BIBLIOGRAPHICAL SOCIETY

The occasion of the annual meeting of the Society, which was held on

January 19th, was saddened by the recent death of Sir William Osler,

the President of the Society, who had held that office for seven years.

During that time he seldom failed to preside at the Society's meetings,

and his courtesy and geniality, no less than his keen interest in

bibliography, and especially in the Society's own sphere of work, won

him the warm regard of the members. For some years past he had been

engaged in the preparation of a monograph on medical works printed

in the fifteenth century, which, it is hoped, will be issued by the

Bibliographical Society. Sir William's successor in the Presidency is

Mr. Falconer Madan, formerly Bodley's Librarian. At the January meeting

he read an abridgment of a paper which he had written describing the

work of the Daniel Press, which since the death of its founder and

owner has passed into the possession of the Bodleian Library.

BOOKS OF THE MONTH

POETRY

FLORA. By PAMELA BIANCO. Verses by WALTER DE LA MARE. Heinemann. 25_s._

net.

Miss Bianco is twelve years old--at least she was when these drawings

were made. There is a sameness about them. Almost all of them contain

a rather languishing female face, with something of a primitive

Madonna about it and something (if we dare suggest it) of the

sophisticated 'nineties. In the coloured and in the more elaborate

of the black-and-white pictures the faces are framed in setting of

conventional but charming flowers, with, as Tennyson would put it, here

and there a rabbit. The drawings are unreservedly amazing for a girl of

Miss Bianco's age; if her future progress were to be on a par with her

present precocity she would become one of the greatest artists in the

world. We cannot assume that; nor, on the other hand, need we rummage

in our notebooks for ancient generalisations about the fate of ancient

prodigies. Miss Bianco is remarkable now; and she will be what she will

be. If we _were_ predicting we should say that she would become a very

skilful and charming decorator, a more complicated Kate Greenaway.

She has at least performed one great feat already: she has provided

little platforms from which Mr. de la Mare's Pegasus has sprung into

the æther. We can imagine nothing which could more finally illustrate

how small suggestions may germinate in a poet's mind than the verses

which Mr. de la Mare has written to these so slight, so purely

decorative pictures. His imagination has been coloured and excited by

every smallest hint of a mood; and where, to the passing observant eye,

Miss Bianco has left nothing more to be said to the little she has

stated herself, anything, a droop of the eyelids, an indicated detail

in the background, serves to send Mr. de la Mare off dreaming into

remote fairylands. Behind one of Miss Bianco's damsels, slit-eyed and

straight-fingered, is a path leading to a small crude building. The

wind bloweth where it listeth. On this small thing, missing girl and

child and leafy tree, Mr. de la Mare's eye has rested. The outlines

have filled in, atmosphere has trembled in, sounds and lights; and the

outcome is something of which Miss Bianco never dreamed:

Is it an abbey that I see

Hard by that tapering poplar-tree,

Whereat that path hath end?

'Tis wondrous still

That empty hill,

Yet calls me, friend.

Smooth is the turf, serene the sky,

The timeworn, crumbling roof awry;

Within that turret slim

Hangs there a bell

Whose faint notes knell?

Do colours dim

Burn in that angled window there,

Grass-green, and crimson, azure rare?

Would from that narrow door

One, looking in,

See, gemlike, shine

On walls and floor

Candles whose aureole flames must seem--

So still they burn--to burn in dream?

And do they cry, and say,

"See, stranger; come!

Here is thy home;

No longer stray"?

The poem _Suppose_, which appeared in our first number, starts on its

fantastic flight from a face with eyes of wonderment in it; and from

another head--a head crowned, a neck girdled--comes _The Comb_, perfect

in itself without any picture:

My mother sate me at her glass;

This necklet of bright flowers she wove;

Crisscross her gentle hands did pass,

And wound in my hair her love.

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