Four Red Roses. By Sarah Tytler. (John Long. 6s.)—When we
are introduced to the four beautiful daughters of an em- barrassed yeoman who boasts a longer lineage than does the neighbouring squire, we know that we are to have a course, we should rather say, four courses, of true love, and that these courses will not run very smooth. "Sarah Tytler " does her matchmaking very well. Not wishing to have four young ladies on her hands at once, she speedily disposes of one, though she cleverly arranges to keep this one still on the stage,—the South African War supplies the necessary machinery for bringing this about. Then we have a financial catastrophe, the customary migration to London, and the customary result of failure and of success. We cannot say that there is anything strikingly novel about the adventures of the "roses." Life commonly moves upon much the same lines, and so should stories of life. All we need say is that, apart from a few passages which seem a little drawn out, "Sarah Tytler " has given us a very readable and, pleasant story.