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HOUSE AND GARDEN 
November, 
191 
D 
The 
Desired 
Woman 
By Will N. Harben 
In the pages of Mr. 
Harben’s newest and best 
book one encounters life 
in Georgia of to-day in 
all its intensity. It is 
the Georgia of great 
mills and big enterprises, 
of heavy speculation and 
the sophistications of 
people in great cities, as well as of simple mountain 
folk and their homely ways. Its keynote is the 
inevitable triumgh of love and tolerance, the far- 
spreading influence of good impulses. 
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Partners 
By 
Margaret Deland 
Once again in this 
perfect little story has 
Mrs. Deland portrayed 
the romance which lies, 
so often unsuspected, in 
the humblest surround¬ 
ings. Humor, pathos, 
and loyalty to ideals 
make this story fragrant 
as an old-fashioned gar¬ 
den, and there is a near 
approach to tragedy — for tragedy lies in wait 
wherever hearts can suffer, if only in a little 
country post office, as here. 
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The 
Golden Rule 
Dollivers 
By Margaret Cameron 
This story is pure fun. Two 
incorrigible optimists, when 
they become owners of a tour¬ 
ing motor car, tried to share 
their pleasure with others. 
Their kindness led them into 
all kinds of predicaments. This 
novel has a laughter-compel¬ 
ling quality about it that is ir¬ 
resistible, and adds greatly to 
the reputation the author has 
made as an inventor of humor¬ 
ous situations. 
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Prayer— what it is 
And What It Does 
By Dr. Samuel Me Co m b 
The writer, who is an assist¬ 
ant director of the Emmanuel 
Church Movement in Boston, 
points out in this book the new 
interest in prayer which is 
apparent everywhere. Scien¬ 
tifically-minded men no longer 
scoff at this wonderful force, he 
shows, but are endeavoring to 
understand something of its 
nature and its results. The 
aim of prayer, the effect of 
prayer, the practicability of 
prayer are all emphasized. 
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Thirty Pieces 
of Silver 
By Clarence 
Budington Kelland 
One of the pieces, part of the 
price of the great Betrayal, 
slips from the greedy palm of 
Judas down through the ages. 
A brilliant orator, delivering 
atheistic lectures for a price, 
muses as he holds the coin. A 
vision shows him what he is — 
the accomplice of Judas! The 
story is dramatic as a play, 
with the spiritual appeal of a 
poetic allegory. A rare Christ¬ 
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Finding His Soul 
By Norman Duncan 
filing 
HIS SOUL 
A big-hearted, merry man, a hustler, is one of 
the best traveling sales¬ 
men in his line. His little 
boy dies, and the cruel 
blow unhinges his reason. 
He visits the Hold Land. 
The reality of the land 
which gave religion to 
the Western World 
arouses him. On Christ¬ 
mas Eve, among the 
hills of Bethlehem, he 
has a wonderful experi¬ 
ence; finds his soul. 
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“Peanut” R y 
* CdllUl Albert Bigelow Paine 
The sympathy, the insight, the rare power to 
portray the innermost springs of action, that 
make Mr. Paine’s Bi¬ 
ography of Mark Twain 
one of the best lives 
ever written in the Eng¬ 
lish tongue, are here 
devoted to the exposi¬ 
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heart. He is a very poor 
little boy; but he is 
loyal in his friendship 
even to the memory of 
the desperado who was 
good to him, and about 
whom he will believe no 
ill. 
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tice he always gets more satisfaction when 
he reads off some of his absurd items, like, 
‘Sparkle in eyes, $200,’ or ‘Brown tan on 
Larry’s face, $1.89,’ than he does from 
any mere' statements of actual cash in 
the bank.” 
But the cash in the bank statement 
brought joy to them all when the accounts 
were cast up for the second year of the 
three acres garden. 
“It’s over forty percent better in the 
main, and a general average of twenty-five 
percent better all over,” said Mr. Spence to 
Dorry, “and Larry has made almost two 
hundred dollars alone with his chickens. 
I’m not so sure but what the boy hasn’t 
found a profession before lie has finished 
school. I could sell ten gross of his eggs 
a day if he had them — Banner, in the 
market, offered to take them from me 
yesterday.” 
“Well, he can’t have them,” said Larry, 
decidedly. “In the first place, I haven’t 
got them. In the second, I can’t supply 
the customers right around here. And 
while it might be easier to sell in a bunch, 
wholesale, I’d rather take care of the cus¬ 
tomers who have stood by me !” and Larry 
looked so serious and so important that 
his father gave a shout of laughter and 
picked his son up by the elbows, only to 
set him down with a grave face and a: 
"That’s right, son — that’s the way to do 
good business — look after the people who 
have looked after you.” 
It was at the end of the second year of 
the big garden, three years after they had 
moved in, that Mr. Spence brought a busi¬ 
ness friend, Mr. Demarest, home to din¬ 
ner and to spend Sunday. Demarest was 
pale, nervous, irritable. 
“And I’m going to show you the cure,” 
Spence told him. “I was very much as 
you are three or four years ago. I tried 
city life — and found 1 couldn’t stand it. 
1 tried suburban life, and found it not 
much better. Then I took the plunge and 
bought out in Castleton.” 
“Well, it may be a cure for you, but it 
would never do for me,” said Mr. Dema¬ 
rest. “I couldn’t live so far from the 
center of things. I’d suffocate for lack of 
inspiration. I can’t see, for the life of me, 
why a man like you, with your ability and 
your push, will live out in the country, 
where you haven’t any conveniences.” 
Mr. Spence smiled, amused. Lie made 
no defense, preferring to let “The Gar¬ 
dens,” as they had named their home, 
speak for itself. And it was with some 
pleasure, if a little grimly, that he noted 
Mr. Deinarest’s perplexed expression 
when Mrs. Spence, fresh and pretty and 
cheerful in a red striped gown, met them in 
“The Wizard.” Many times that evening 
he had a duplicate of that grim smile. 
The electric lights, the warm house, the 
modern conveniences everywhere, the 
spick and span appearance of his home, 
had by now become matters of course to 
the Spences. To Demarest, expecting a 
country house such as he had read of: 
draughty, cold, lighted with oil lamps, with 
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