5 NOVEMBER 1898, Page 32

Where Wild Birds Sing. By J., :nes E. Whitin g . (Sydney

C. Mayle.)—This little volume may be recommended to those who like to read the literature of Nature, of which we have had such a plentiful supply since Richard Jefferies set the fashion, or shall we say since he discovered that one could write agree- ably of Nature in prose? Mr. Whiting takes us through the months discoursing pleasantly, and, we may add, unpre- tentiously, of Nature in her various aspects. He writes of birds and flowers, of insects, and of the country with evident love of natural history and much feeling for the beauties of the natural world. For our own part, we have read his book with pleasure, and entirely agree with his protest against so many books written about the habits of animals which contain greatly exaggerated accounts of their sagacity, and in which things are stated as facts which any naturalist would recognise as obviously untrue.