Karl Engel's Dream. By Paul Biittmann. (Elliot Stock.)— This "Fairy
Romance" is a book of the "Alice in Wonderland" kind. It is told in a businesslike way, and will probably succeed in entertaining the readers for whom it is intended. There is no extravagant fun in it, but there are some things which may be called happy thoughts. Such is the idea of a terrarium, a place in which inhabitants of the water confine creatures of earth which they may happen to consider interesting. Such, too, is the unlucky question of the hero—he has been changed into a diminutive shape, but has not forgotten his human thoughts— when he asks Mrs. Sparrow, his hostess, some bacon having been served at table, whether they don't eat eggs. Eating eggs seems, of course, to a bird the as plus ultra of wickedness, and he lamely escapes from his dilemma by suggesting that he meant hawks' eggs.