Most readers will class this as a ghost story, but it is so plausibly told that many may, like one of the chief characters, think it might all be explained by the natural causes after all. It tells the astonishing adventures of three American engineers, excavating in the heart of an Egyptian desert. The book is decorated with pictures of the desert at sunset and in the starlight, and there are initials and a cover in the Egyptian style. _N. Y. Times Review_:--“Remarkably well written, with style and discretion and feeling for effect. You must read the tale to know about it.” _N. Y. Globe_:--“To strike a note of weird horror, and to sustain that note page after page, without once falling away from the original key, is a talent not given to a great number of authors.... A vividness that makes it difficult to banish the picture from your memory for many a day after reading it.” _N. Y. Sun_:--“An uncanny story of the victory of the inscrutable East over three American engineers ... a well-written and readable story.” _Public Opinion_:--“A weird tale unusually well told.” _Independent_:--“A new kind of thrill.... We warn all who have nerves and nightmares against reading this book.” _Chicago Record-Herald_:--“Fascinating ... the author’s art is such that one is carried away by the romance.... Told with consummate skill.” _Boston Beacon_:--“A tale of mystery and cumulative interest continuously absorbing ... two decorations in color, highly suggestive of the desert region where the occult action of the tale takes place.” Henry Holt and Company Publishers (VIII ’04) New York =2d printing of “a book of extraordinary interest as a study from the inside of the ‘inwardness’ of a genius.=”--_Times Saturday Review._ The Diary of a Musician Edited by DOLORES M. BACON With decorations and illustrations by CHARLES EDWARD HOOPER and H. LATIMER BROWN. 12mo. $1.50 net. (By mail $1.62.) A picture of the soul of a genius, naïvely unconscious of the limitations imposed upon life by some of us who are not geniuses--and probably by some who are. A vivid picture is given of the grinding poverty of his youth on the Hungarian farm, his struggle for education, and his strange success. His last entries are touching, and somewhat in the nature of a surprise. The book runs over with marked humor. “Much of that exquisite egotism, the huge, artistic Me and the tiny universe, the gluttony of the emotions, of the whole peculiar compound of hysteria, inspiration, vanity, insight and fidgets which goes to make up that delightful but somewhat rickety thing which we call the artistic temperament is reproduced.... ‘The Diary of a Musician’ does what most actual diaries fail to do--writes down a man in full. It is an entertaining study in naïveté and nerves, art-pains and genius-consciousness.”--_Bookman._ “Especially interesting; ... many amusing situations.”--_Public Opinion._