Walks in New England. By Charles Goodrich Whiting. (John Lane.
5s. net.)—New England, so far as its seasons are con- cerned, seems to be very like Old England. There are the same winter storms when, according to the calendar, we ought to be looking for spring; the same deep delight when "the sweet new year delaying long" comes at last; the same too hurried swallow- ing up of spring in summer, .when, as Mr. Whiting somewhat magniloquently puts it, "the tentative tints of the skies are over- taken and overborne by the full chlorophyll rushing from the eirth, and drinking in the vapours of the sky." Generally, the papers want simplicity. But there are some fine descriptions; the writer knows tree life and bird life well. Though the scene is laid on the other side of the Atlantic, there is much that can be recognised as well knoWn to us on this.
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