The Chicicenborough chit-Chat Club. By Kamouraska. B vole. (Tinsley Brothers.)—A
farce, however clever and amusing, can scarcely be endured when it is extended to the full limits of a three-volume novel. Here we have the materials which would have made a fair magazine article of the rollicking sort blown out into quite unsuitable dimensions. The misadventures which follow the curate's establish- ment of the institution which is to alleviate the Lenten austerities to which he has rashly committed himself are ludicrous in themselves, and told with a certain amount of humour. Such is the scene of the Baptist minister's proposal to the maid, when ho moans to make love to the mistress, though the circumstances are grossly linprobable. But such things soon weary the reader. Indeed there are some who feel a positive pain in reading of the blunders and embarrassments of even imaginary personages. Kamouraska, however, shows quite cleverness enough to make us quite ready to renew our acquaintance in soma happier effort.
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