T. Tembarom

Imagine Mrs. Burnett saying to herself: "e;I think I will rewrite Little Lord Fauntleroy for grown-up readers, but instead of having him the carefully nurtured son of a refined and loving mother, he shall have had the harsher training of Dick the bootblack, a product of the New York streets."e; Whether consciously or not, that at all events is precisely what Mrs. Burnett has done in T. Tembarom, which mysterious and cryptic name is simply a convenient abbreviation of the hero's more aristocratic appellation of Temple Temple Barholm. A young man of twenty odd years, who has slept in cellars and barrels, has roughed it from the days of his earliest remembrance and fought his way to a position as editor of the Harlem social page on a New York daily paper; a young man whose ignorance of history, geography, and practically everything which most educated persons are expected to know is monumental,-such a man offers a chance for curious and amusing contrasts on a far larger scale than a small boy like Little Lord Fauntleroy, when suddenly injected into the utterly foreign environment of British aristocracy.