F. HOPKINSON SMITH was born in Baltimore, Md., October 23, 1838. By profession Mr. Smith is a civil engineer, and he has built a number of public edifices, many under contract with the United States. It was Mr. Smith who built the Race Rock Lighthouse, off New London Harbor, in Long Island Sound, between 1871 and 1877. In 1879 he built the Block Island breakwater. Mr. Smith has achieved success as a writer and lecturer. His best known water colors are “In the Darkling Wood” (1876); “Pegotty on the Harlem” (1881); “Under the Towers, Brooklyn Bridge” (1883); “In the North Woods” (1884); and “A January Thaw” (1887). Mr. Smith has also illustrated his own books, the books of others, and many magazine articles. Mr. Smith’s well-read books are: “Col. Carter of Cartersville;” “A White Umbrella in Mexico;” “Well-worn Roads of Spain, Holland, and Italy”; “Old Lines in New Black and White;” “A Day at Laguerre’s, and Other Days;” and “The Tile Club.” A. CONAN DOYLE. [Illustration: AGE 4.] [Illustration: AGE 14.] [Illustration: AGE 22.] [Illustration: AGE 28.] [Illustration: A. CONAN DOYLE IN 1892. FROM A PHOTOGRAPH BY ELLIOTT & DOYLE, LONDON.] R. E. PEARY, C. E., U. S. N. [Illustration: AGE 3.] [Illustration: AGE 22. 1875.] [Illustration: AGE 31. 1884.] [Illustration: AGE 33. 1886.] [Illustration: AGE 36. 1889.] CAMILLE FLAMMARION. [Illustration: AGE 18.] [Illustration: AGE 22.] [Illustration: TO-DAY.] F. HOPKINSON SMITH. [Illustration: AGE 17.] [Illustration: AGE 25.] [Illustration: AGE 45.] [Illustration: TO-DAY.] THE PERSONAL FORCE OF CLEVELAND. BY E. JAY EDWARDS. In his eulogium upon President Garfield, Mr. Blaine touched with impressive emphasis upon the rapidity with which honors came to him. Within six years after Williams College had sent Garfield forth equipped, “he was successively president of a college, State Senator of Ohio, Major-General of the Army of the United States, and a Representative-elect to the national Congress. A combination of honors so varied, so elevated, within a period so brief and to a man so young, is without precedent or parallel in the history of the country.” Those whose privilege it was to hear that matchless eulogy will not forget the meaning glance with which Mr. Blaine, lifting his eyes from his manuscript, swept that splendid company before him, the President and his Cabinet, the Justices of the Supreme Court, in their silken robes, the deliberate Senate and impetuous House, and the remaining distinguished heroes of the war, in brilliant uniform, as though saying to them, “You at least can understand how wonderful a thing it is to so speedily gain such honors as these.”