What Happened at Morwyn, by M. A. Hozer (Digby, Long,
and Co.), tells of a brave and charming young lady who undertook the Herculean task of paying off her deceased father's debts, amount- ing to scores of thousands of pounds,-(for which she was in no way liable),—by means of her earnings as an illustrator of botanical works ; and how undauntedly she laboured and stuck to her re- solution is related pleasantly and easily. The cleverness, good sense, and genuine religious feeling, blended with a touch of poetry, that are transfused into the story, give the impression that they must form part of the composition of the author's own nature; and the book, which is of the class commonly styled "pretty," without being dull, strikes us as just the thing to suit any orthodox and kindly lady anxious to find a story to commend to the perusal of unregenerate male relatives, of which she her- self can approve thoroughly, and which yet is not likely to be jibed at as goody-goody. There is a lodging-house landlady in it whose remarks are amusing enough to make us think that she might really have charged lodgers for her conversation as an extra.