Kate of Kate Hall. By Ellen Thorneycroft Fowler and Alfred
Laurence Felkin. (Hutchinson and Co. 6s.)—It is a melancholy fact that the dedication, "Each to each," written by the two authors, is the best part of this book. For it must be owned that collaboration does not suit Mrs. Felkin's talent, and it is not possible to consider Kate of Kate Hall as of the same literary calibre as "Isabel Carnaby." The book is not a skit, although the personages described are caricatures. It is, in fact, impossible to take it seriously, or to regard its characters as real human beings. Not all the genius of Shakespeare could make his Katharine as convincing a person as his other women, and a modern Katharine is not an attractive or sympathetic figure. We greatly hope that Mrs. Felkin will not for literary purposes cease to be Miss Fowler, and that she and her husband will give the world separate novels in future, and not, by union, produce dis- sonance.
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