The Archduke Francis Ferdinand (Selwyn and Blount. 18s.) was not
a memorable figure, though his murder must be remembered while Europe knows its history. Perhaps a mans doctor is not the best person to write his life, especially one who, like Dr. Victor Eisenmeyer, confesses that he never had the friendship of his patient, and is cynically convinced that " there can be no hero in nightclothes." ' The Archduke's ill- health, his good sport, his journeys and his visits, are more or less graphically described, but a shorter and more succinct account would have made, we think, a more defmite and interesting impression upon the mind of the reader who gets tired of the archducal invalid.