The April number of the Idler is a very good
one. What to some will no doubt be its chief attraction—Mr. Rudyard Kipling's new story, "My Sunday at Home "—is rather disappointing. There are, of course, " strong " passages in it; but the humour seems here and there to be somewhat forced, and the plot in some portions not very intelligible. The symposium, too, of literary men over the Laureateship seems rather belated, and not very useful in any case. Mr. Swinburne appears to be the favourite for the post; Mr. William Watson is evidently also the most popular of the younger poets. "There is Sorrow on the Sea" is one of the best stories that we have seen from the pen of Mr. Gilbert Parker. The Idler has discovered a very formidable rival to Sherlock Holmes in the American detective whose achievements are told by R. Ottolengui "The Azteck Opal" is an excellent story of detectivism. So is "For Her Ladyship's Sake," and of stoical self-sacrifice as well.
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