sponsibility, by "Israfel," in The Dome, October, 1899,
London, Unicorn Press.

Chopin and the Romantics, by John F. Runciman in The Saturday
Review (London), February 10,1900.

Chopiniana: in the February, 1900, issue of the London Monthly
Musical Record, including some new letters of Chopin's.

La maladie de Chopin (d'apres des documents inedits), par
Cabanes. Chronique medicale, Paris, 1899, vi., No. 21, 673-685.

Also recollections in letters and diaries of Moscheles,
Hiller, Mendelssohn, Berlioz, Henselt, Schumann, Rubinstein,
Mathias, Legouve, Tarnowski, Grenier and others.

The author begs to acknowledge the kind suggestions and
assistance of Rafael Joseffy, Vladimir de Pachmann, Moriz
Rosenthal, Jaraslow de Zielinski, Edwin W. Morse, Edward E.
Ziegler and Ignace Jan Paderewski.

BOOKS BY JAMES HUNEKER

What Maeterlinck wrote:

Maurice Maeterlinck wrote thus of James Huneker: "Do you know
that 'Iconoclasts' is the only book of high and universal
critical worth that we have had for years--to be precise,
since Georg Brandes. It is at once strong and fine, supple and
firm, indulgent and sure."

The Evening Post of June 10, 1915, wrote of Mr. Huneker's "The New
Cosmopolis":

"The region of Bohemia, Mr. James Huneker found long ago, is
within us. At twenty, he says, he discovered that there is no
such enchanted spot as the Latin Quarter, but that every
generation sets back the mythical land into the golden age of
the Commune, or of 1848, or the days of 'Hernani.' It is the
same with New York's East Side, 'the fabulous East Side,' as
Mr. Huneker calls it in his collection of international urban
studies, 'The New Cosmopolis.' If one judged externals by
grime, by poverty, by sanded back-rooms, with long-haired
visionaries assailing the social order, then the East Side of
the early eighties has gone down before the mad rush of
settlement workers, impertinent reformers, sociological
cranks, self-advertising politicians, billionaire socialists,
and the reporters. To-day the sentimental traveller 'feels a
heart-pang to see the order, the cleanliness, the wide
streets, the playgrounds, the big boulevards, the absence of
indigence that have spoiled the most interesting part of New
York City.' But apparently this is only a first impression;
for Mr. Huneker had no trouble in discovering in one cafe a
patriarchal figure quite of