Life — June 13, 1912 — page 24: what you’re looking at

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-LIFE- Forecast of Literary Fashions HERE is every indication that heroines will be worn less introspective during the com- ing season, and that the Princesse and Duchesse models will yield first place to the Actrice. Of course, for formal use at the more fashionable resorts and for general Casino and Club House wear, the morbid heroine will still be de rigueur. The morbidity, however, will be militant rather than analytical. The published proclamations of wives who understand their husbands only too well, and despise them accordingly, will largely replace the petulant plaints of the misunderstood. Confessions will continue to hold their recent vogue, but will be cut lower than heretofore. It should be care- fully noted, too, that the hand-embroidered epigram and the open-work innuendo are both rather passée, The chic-est of the newer models are being trimmed with billingsgate appliqu Heroes are strictly tabu, except for very young misses or their equivalent. Baseball stories are worn short and promise ‘to be popular. Men's fashions in detective tales show little change. Some rather questionable innovations are likely to be tried, but conservative dressers will stick to the dead body in the first chapter. Illusion will again rule as the standard material for romances, nothing having been found that equals it for making paper-cambric underbodies look like satin The following styles, from the lists of the leading out- fitters, promise to be especially sought after. IBER. Avexanper’s Brivce, by Willa S. Cather.’ (Houghton, Mifflin.) A first novel—warranted “ haunting to the mem- ory ”"—by a successful short story writer. Tue Bic Fisn, by H. B. Marriott Watson. (Little, Brown.) Several somethings doing near the Incas’ treas- ure house, where two American argonauts, two lovely ladies and two villainous varmints mix it up among the peaks of Peru. Burterep Sipe Down, by Edna Ferber. (Stokes:) Short stories by a live wire. Carnivat, by Compton Mackenzie. (Clppleton.) A lively story of a dancer's carcer. Tue Cuink in THe Armour, by Mrs. Belloc Lowndes. (Scribner.) This is not a historical novel, but a mad- dening mystery mix-up at a French watering place. Do not use it if your heart is weak. Tue Devin’s Winn, by Patricia Wentworth. (Put. nam.) A romance of the Indian mutiny by last_ year’: blue ribbon winner. The dof a story that Homer would have called “ polluphloisboio.” From tHe Car Bentnp, by Eleanor M. Ingraham, (Lippincott.) An automobile yarn that is said to go some. Traffic cops take noti Grevreiars Bossir, Atkinson: A delightfully wi : terrier. too. Don't forget an extra handkerchief Tue Green , by William R. Castle, Jr. (Dodd, Mead.) This sounds like a Joseph Vance title, but the book is the story of a mended mesalliance. (Harper.) Gospel truth, Her Weicut 1x Gown, by George Barr McCutcheon: (Dodd, Mead.) “All you need to know about a story is that it’s'a McCutcheon.” A Hoosier Cuoxicur, by Meredith Nicholson. Houghton, Miffin.) In which this well-known artist shifts from vaudeville to “the legitimate.” Ir, by Gouverneur Morris. (Seribuer.) 3 Short story bull’s-eyes at various ranges by a crack shot. Tue Man in Lonriy (Harper.) “Miss Joux Bett, by Yoshio Markino. (/oughton, Mifflin.) “A Japanese observer's estimate of the English young person: A great London hit. Boshe Lax, by Kate Langl If so, here’s how Do you “ Mary Carey"? Tue Mystery or tHe Bouter Cauixet, by Burton E. Stevenson. (Dodd, Mead.) detective story officially declared to be “ beautifully baffling.” My Actor Husnaxn, anonymous. (Jol Lane.) Matergill’s Seasick Remedy is recommended as a pre- caution before embarking Tue Orn Nest, by Rupert Hughes. (Century.) A story of the old folks at home that will likely sell many railroad tickets. Pitcnine 1x A Pincu, by Christy Mathewson. nam.) Fan tales. (Put- Tue Prosiseo Laxp, by Mary Antin. (Houghton, Mifflin.) A remarkable autobiography by a Russian-Jew- ish emigrant. Tue Sins or Tur Fatuers, by Thomas Dixon. (Apple- tons.) We have it on good authority that the subject (drops of black blood among the blue) is handled with “dignity, delicacy and reserve.” Tue Squires. Cace, by Dorothy Canfield. (Henry Holt.) A novel of American life to-day that will “bear thinking about,” but that docs not make that a condition. Tue Story or A Prow Boy, by James Bryce. (John Lane.) No, this is not by the British Ambassador. That is called “The American Commonwealth.” But everyone is reading this, anyhow. Turoucu Tue Postern Gate, by Florence L. Barclay. (Putnam.) Yes, she's the author of “ The Rosary.” And this new book is more so, if anything. It is impossible, however, to print more than ten thousand a day. Tue: Trevor Case, by Natalie Sumner Lincoln. (Apple- tons.) The dead body in the first chapter is that of the wife of the Attorney General of the United States. The denouement comes at the end. comicbooks.com