Atlantic Monthly.

Miss Isabel F. Hapgood has translated a large number of Tolsto's books and it is, perhaps, natural that, seeing "Count Tolstoy at Home," she should make this the title and subject of a paper in the November Atlantic, which is one of the features of the number. Miss Hapgood, although admiring his great gifts, is not a blind adherent of his changeable philosophies. Her sketch is therefore clever and trenchant and it must be read if one would understand Tolstoy better than perhaps he understands himself. It is a useful bit of information for the layman that the name Tolstoy with the y is the writer's own way of spelling his own name, and not a typographical error.

Of special interest to Harvard men are "The Schools at Oxford" by S. E. Winbolt, and "Journalism and Literature" by W. J Stillman. The former gives an excellent sketch of the life of the different classes of Oxford men, the different societies and clubs, the system of examinations; and he dilates at some length on the advisability of granting the degree after three years' work, -a discussion which all Harvard men will enjoy. Professor William J. Stillman's paper on "Journalism and literature" will be read with disfavor by the journalist and with more or less pleasure by the litterateur. He advises no young man with literary ambitions to go on a daily journal unless the literature of a day's performance satisfies his ambition. The key note of the whole article is struck in the concluding sentences,- "Study, line distinction, the perfection of form, the fittest phrase, the labor limoe and the purgation from immaterialities of ornament or fac, and the putting of what we ought to say in the purest, simplest, and permanent form, - these are what our literature must have, and these are not qualities to be cultivated on the daily press. Of no pursuit can it be said more justly than of literature, that 'culture corrects the theory of success.'"

The principal fiction of the number is the first installment of a two part story by Henry James, entitled "The Chaperon," a subject quite to Mr. James's taste. In it he delights in portraying the joys and sorrows of a highly conventional society.