Awat Tudy's Magazine.—September. (George Bell and Sons.)— " Mother Molly"
is fresh this month with the very air of the moors. We hear the gurgle and the ripple of the mountain stream, and scent the gorse on the breeze above, or the wet mosses and weeds of the river in the cool recesses below, where the rooks are cleft for its hasty and secret passage, and where the trees and bushes hide it jealously. But we had hoped that the cruel custom was exploded of leaving the heroine hanging between life and death, and only vouchsafing to the reader the cold comfort "to be continued." What child can wait a month, without first undergoing a paroxysm of tears and indignation ? Let the editor answer it to her conscience. The sketch of Chaucer's life is very bright and pleasant ; but much of the cheerfulness depends on the truth of the author's kindly, but sanguine, surmises on many points—for instauce, as to the love for and pride in him of Chaucer's father. We are very sorry to see that Mrs. Ewiug's charming story draws so nearly to its close. The friendship of the triple alliance of England, Scotland, and Ireland, as typified in that of the three beya is very natural, and illustrates, with great fidelity, the characteristics of the three nations. There is a very amusing little song—with the music—about a naughty boy, by the well known Mr. A. Scott Gutty; a capital translation, in verse, from the German ; and—in the Great Ormond Street Children's Hospital news—a laughable little fairy-story, throwing valuable light on the origin of the weather-cock.
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