CURRENT LITERATURE.

Selections from the Prose Writings of Jonathan Swift. With a Preface and Notes. By Stanley Lane-Poole. (Kogan Paul.)—In the rather desultory preface to this volume Mr. Lane-Poole observes that Swift's Journals and Correspondence were not written for publication, and have a biographical, rather than a literary value ; and he adds that restrictions of space compelled their rejection. Doubtless the value to the biographer of these characteristic writings is immense, as Mr. Craik can testify ; but, at the same time, they form a part, and a very striking part, of the literature of the age. The fact that they were not written for publication is, indeed, in their favour. Pope composed his letters for the sake of fame, and posterity has discovered that they are clever, but well-nigh valueless bits of manufacture ; Pepys wrote his Diary and Cowper his Letters from personal motives, without a thought of the public, and both Letters and Diary are recognised as permanent contributions to English literature. In the case of Swift, if we give our admiration to his great satires, we give that and a warmer feeling besides, to his unpremeditated effusions in prose and verse. Their charm is irresistible; and Swift being the most original of writers, it is altogether unlike the charm we find in other authors. We understand, though it is not stated in the preface, that the editor of these selections proposes to add a companion volume from the Dean's Journal to Stella and from his Correspondence. Such a supplement is essential to a faithful representation of Swift's genius, and we hope it will illustrate his craft as a writer of occasional verses. Of his lighter moods there are few illustrations in this compilation. As the anther of " Gulliver's Travels," of the "Tale of a Tub," of the " Drapier's Letters," of the "Modest Proposal," and of that famous piece of irony on abolishing Christianity in England, Swift is well represented by Mr. Lane-Poole. His selections are judicious; and, considering the size of the volume, sufficiently copious. One-third of the book is devoted to extracts from Gulliver, the most familiar satire in the language, and, at the same time, one of the most popular of story-books. The present extracts standing alone, will give the general render a very one-sided notion of the great Dean's marvellous powers ; and we suppose that it is only for the general reader that the book has been produced. The lover of literature will hardly care to take his Swift in snippets.

The Stories of the Iliad and the i}:neid. By Alfred J. Church, M.A., Professor of Latin in University College, London. (Seeley and Co.)—This is a school-book composed of the most essential portions of Mr. Church's "Stories from Homer" and "Stories from Virgil." Mr. Church says that his object has been (1) to help young scholars, just set to walk on Homer or Virgil, by giving t'oem a general account of the book which they are beginning to real ; and (2) to give to those who may not have the opportunity of reading even a part of the original, some glimpse of two of the greatest poems of the world. We may say, with the fullest conviction, that this little book will answer both purposes. We have already expressed our admiration of the books of which this is a compression ; and we may add that no small portion of the most beautiful sections of both books, is contained in the present work, which appears in a very cheap and readable form. Illustrations. (Blackwood.)—This "lonely lady's" venturous ride across Honduras was productive of little bat discomfort and disappointment to herself; and her record of it can hardly be pronounced either amusing or instructive. Her troubles with muleteers, the hardships she underwent at ill-kept and meagrely-provisioned inns, and the tumble-down character of " Hondureian " arrangements generally, are described with much vigour, and we dare say with no less truthfulness ; but of the country and its people we get nothing like the picturesque description and graphic portraiture Miss Bird and Miss Cumming have accustomed us to expect from lady-travellers. Of the magnificent mountain scenery in the interior, we are merely told that "hero rock, wood, tree, shrub and water are on a grand scale—all, so to speak, the best of their kind ;" and hardly more is said of the interesting old Spanish town Comayagoa, ensconced snugly at the head of a pass in a deep fold under two lofty hills, than that it is picturesquely bnilt, that its streets are silent and grass-grown, and that its glory has departed. Perhaps less is known of CentralAmerican countries and Central-American peoples than of any other countries and peoples in the world, and it is a pity " la Soltera" did not turn her opportunities to better account.

Mrs. Linnasus Banks, whose writing is always healthy and enjoyable, if not perfect on the artistic side, has, under the title of Sybilla (F. V. White), published a collection of short stories, which, we presume, had previously appeared in magazines. She would probably have acted more wisely had she made a more careful selection, and given the public one volume, and not three. As things are, her slightest tales are her best. But " Bessy, and Others" puts very well the difference between wise and unwise mistresses, and it is not unconscionably long drawn-out. "Sybilla," which is the most ambitions in the collection, and seeks, to some extent, to reproduce Cheshire in the time of the Jacobite risings, begins well ; but the interest iu it drags sadly before we reach the close. Mrs. Banks reaches perfection, or at least her perfection, in " Church Bolls," with which her third volume closes,—a homely and pathetic episode, which is none the worse for being too good to be true.

In the East Country with Sir Thomas Browne, Kt. By Emma Marshall. (Seeley and Co.)—This is a charming and pretty story of life in Norwich two hundred years ago; very winning and attractive as a mere narrative, and possessing the added value which belongs to any careful and vivid reproduction of the life and manners of a bygone age. The central figure is, of course, that of Sir Thomas Browne himself ; and the author not only reproduces with happy fidelity the outlines of the self-drawn portrait which is to be found in the pages of the " Religio Medici," bat fills up her canvas with a number of harmoniously conceived touches which combine to make a very fascinating picture. The story of the witchcraft trials, and of Dr. Thomas Browne's part in them, is told not only with special skill, but with that fine imaginative insight which enables us really to cornprebend the force of the old superstition, and to understand how a man who was in many ways so mach ahead of the thought of his age should still be under its sway. The emotional interest of the tale is centred in the love-affair of young Thomas Browne,—" Honest Tom " as his father loved to call him—and pretty Amphyllis Wyndham, a heroine who takes such hold upon our hearts that we feel it almost as a personal injury when she is made to prove unfaithful to her loyal sailor-lover. In fact, the whole of the latter part of the story seems to us unnecessarily sad ; and we think the sadness is inartistic as well as gratuitous, for the defection of Amphyllis comes as a shock for which we are altogether unprepared. This is, however, the only defect in a singularly delightful and interesting work, which bolds in solution a good deal of instructive matter.

The Lore that he passed by, by lea Duffns Hardy (F. V. White), is a vigorously-written an I interesting story of Californian life. It gives us love misplaced, love " passed by," a dark and ill-treated heroine, an abundance of the usual Californian newspaper personalities, a murder which is really a splendid case of what is now known as "revolvering," and an admirably-organised expedition in the interests of " Lynch " Law. Mark Bohan, the hero, is rather too mach of the ciris Romanus to suit Californian surroundings ; and Hector de Beaulieu, who marries Calantha Brown," the love" that Hoban passed by, is an unsatisfactory villain, being occasionally too bad and occasionally not bad enough. Calantha Brown herself, although rather too much of "an arrangement in black," is a powerful sketch ; and not less satisfactory is " Jim " Holden, a love-stricken Californian "Judge" of the beat type. Considering the character and amount of the action in The Lose that he Passed By, there is too much talk mixed up with it. It is, however, one of the best of the class of fiction to which it belongs.

The Thoughts of Blaise Pascal. Translated from the text of M. Auguste Molinier. By C. Kegan Paul. (Kegan Paul, Trench, and Co.) —In mere externals this volume, with its handsome parchment cover, its band-made paper, its wide margins, and its exquisite typography, is one to gladden the heart of a bibliophile ; but lovers of Pascal may possibly find something of incongruity in the very sumptuousneis of his new attire, and think that a soberer garb would better befit the sombre ardour of the apologiot of Port Royal. A more important question is whether this volume fills a real void ; and our own answer must be a regretful bat unhesitating negative. The educated student can, of course, peruse the Pensies in the original ; and a more elaborate process than that of mere translation is needed to attract the general reader, who is likely to think Pascal doll and scholastic, and to wonder what are the qualities which have won him fame. In fact, the unprepared mind is more likely to be repelled than benefited by such a volume as this ; and we cannot help wishing that Mr. Kegan Paul, instead of preparing a complete English edition of Pascal's " Thoughts," which the learned do not need and the unlearned do not want, bad enlarged his prefatory essay and made it an educational introduction to a carefully compiled selection from the Pensjes, arranged in such a manner as to throw light upon the main structural lines of argument and reflection. The English editor has done his work conscientiously and thoroughly—perhaps too thoroughly sometimes in the matter of literalness of rendering—and we should be pleased to think of it as doing good service ; bat as a matter of fact, to the ordinary Englishman of today Pascal's thought needs translation even more than his language, and this need is one of which Mr. Kegan Paul has hardly taken sufficient account.

A very hearty welcome is due to a second and greatly enlarged edition of Mr. Charles Hindley's History of the Cries of Landon, Ancient and dlodern. What with its letterpress honeycombed with quaint quotations and its innumerable illustrations, it forms a most interesting and valuable contribution to the history of London,—above all, the London of yesterday and of a good many days before yesterday. Many of the very small pictures and poems here given, indeed, suggest the not quite agreeable idea that the humour of a hundred or even fifty years ago was in some respects both subtler and more genial than the humour of our own time. Mr. Medley, in an introduction, tells bow the idea of printing and publishing a history of the cries of London was first suggested to him by the Rev. Thomas Hugo, late of Stoke Newington, the author of "The Bewick Collector"; and in addition, and by way of preface to the work, we have reproduced a collection of admirable examples of Bewick's art. Every one who loves London as a book-collector loves books should possess himself of this volume.

Charles Dickens as I Knew Him. The Story of the Reading Tours in Great Britain and America, 1866-1870. By George Dolby. tFisher Unwin.)—There was a force in the character of Dickens which was felt by every one brought into intimate relations with him. His will was law ; what he required to be done had to be done. It mast be allowed, however, that he was a very genial kind of a despot; given the needful amount of submission, no man ever proved a truer friend, considerate, affectionate, always to be trusted, and at times tender as a woman. He was a strong man, with a strain of self-consciousness which made onlookers think sometimes that he was acting a part. His amazing popularity led him to believe that the whole world was interested in his success ; nor was he far wrong in the opinion. There were, however, exceptions to the rule, At Aberdeen, according to a local agent who held a good social position in the town, the name of Dickens was by no means familiar :—" Weel, Misther Doalby," he said, "I'm no' prepared to state positively what yewr actiel receats '11 be, for ye see,. air, amangst ma sin freends there are vairy few wha ha' ever Baird o' Chairles Dickens." A similar ignorance was exhibited by a townclerk in Lancashire, who sent an official letter to Mr. Dolby, saying that " before the use of the Town Hall could be granted, it would be necessary to supply him with fall particulars of the nature of Mr. Dickens's entertainment." In the United States, too, the Mayor of Newhaven, who took the chair at an indignation meeting,—there had been some gross misconduct about tickets on the part of an English agent, — began his remarks by saying that until then he had never heard of Mr. Charles Dickens in his life. Mr. Dolby's relations to his " Chief," as he delights to call him, were invariably pleasant ; and it is evident that be did his utmost, both in England and in the States, to relieve him from trouble and anxiety. In a thousand kindly ways Dickens showed his recognition of the manager's zeal ; and it speaks well for both that Mr. Dolby, whose relations with the novelist were in the first place purely of a business character, is able to write of him as "the best and dearest friend man ever had." For the two English Tours in 1866.67, Dickens, who gave thirty Readings, received from Messrs. Chappell £1,500, all the personal and other expenses of the tours being defrayed by that firm. To America Dickens went on his own account, trusting wholly to Mr. Dolby's arrangements, and by that enterprise he gained nearly 219,000. The money was earned, however, at a tremendous cost. His friend Forster had strongly opposed the tour; and it would have been a happy thing for Dickens had his objections been heeded. It was evident that the excitement was gradually destroying a powerful constitution. In America ho lost appetite and sleep, and suffered from pain in the foot, which sometimes amounted to agony. His

health, Mr. Dolby states, became a graver source of anxiety every day; and when at Boston we are told that after a reading be would lie down on the sofa in his dressing-room for twenty minutes or half an hour in a state of the greatest exhaustion before he could undergo the fatigue even of dressing. He was ill all the time he remained in the country ; yet on his return to England a fresh engagement was entered into with Messrs. Chappell for one hundred Readings, for which he was to receive £8,000, clear, as before, of all expenses. With signs of failing health, Dickens began his last tour in Scotland and Ireland, suffering much from nervous apprehension on the long railway journeys, and often tortured with pain in the foot. There was no remedy for him bat rest, and tha4, he would not allow himself. The painful story is told by Mr. Dolby with many minute details. Fcr a time, it will be remembered, under the absolute prohibition of the doctors, the readings were suspended, to be resumed with the same evil consequences, and a most ominous rise of the pulse. Out of the 242 readings given in four years abroad and at home under Mr. Dolby's management, Dickens cleared nearly £33,000, and the toil and excitement of the readings cost him his life. Mr. Dolby's narrative, though somewhat prolix, is far from uninteresting. The affection of the writer for his chief is a pleasant feature of a volume which we are told does not pretend to rank as an artistic production, but has been a labour of love.

My Wanderings in the Soudan. By Mm. Speedy. 2 vols. (Bentley and Son.)—Mrs. Speedy has recalled from the desks of her relatives and friends some very pleasant letters (which we are glad they had the good-taste to preserve) which she wrote six years ago from the Soudan. It is a part of the world on which many eyes are fixed just now, and all that we can hear about it is interesting. Mrs. Speedy's " Wanderings," however, did not take her into that part of the Soudan (the Soudan, as we are tardily beginning to understand, is a somewhat large geographical expression) with which we are particularly concerned. Still we meet with some familiar names. She landed, for instance, at Sonakim, went to Kassala, had to do with Hammn and Hadendowa Arabs, and came back to her starting-point by way of Tokar. She tells her experiences in a very pleasant and unaffected way, and is not the less amusing because she does not attempt to be funny. Of course, she is fond of shooting, or shooting at, something ; and though she has sometimes the grace to be sorry when she bits, this somewhat jars upon a reader who does not see that the whole duty of man is to kill " inferior " creatures. Here is a passage which is not exactly pleasant to read. " The only game we saw on the road was one gazelle, and I could not resist the temptation of a shot at it. It was my first shot in Africa ; I fired with a Swiss Fetterlich ' rifle, which has a hair-trigger, and is my favourite weapon. It was a long shot, and I did not get the gazelle, for which I was very sorry, as I think I hit it. It ran off, limping slightly, and I trust the wound was but trivial." There is sympathy here, but it is a little mixed. We cannot quite make out whether she was the more sorry for herself or the gazelle. Mrs. Speedy thinks that African heat is far worse than anything that she had felt in India or Malacca. But then in the Soudan she was without Indian appliances.

Charley Kingston's Aunt. By Pen Oliver. (Macmillan )—This purports to be a story told by a medical student. He finds in the dissecting-room (to which,, anxious about his examination, he has returned unusually early), a body which he recognises as that of an aunt. This part of the tale is told with a good deal of tragical detail, and is decidedly emphatic. Tho interest then centres upon the questions,—How did the woman come by her death ? And what has become of her property ?—for it was well known to her family that she had once possessed a considerable amount of property. The chapters devoted to this inquiry are hardly as good as those which precede them ; and the love-story which is connected with the search after the missing money is certainly prolonged beyond the necessary limits. Still, the whole is decidedly above the average of merit.— With this may be mentioned another short tale, which also has a medical or quasi-medical subject, The Golden Pin ; or, a Week of Madness, by Hamilton Seymour and Keith Robertson (Blackwood and Sons).—This is a striking tale, involving a very curious problem in biology. One of the old Scandinavian legends tells us of the knight who could make anyone come to him by his magical whistling, —a power which, one may easily see, is likely to have very tragical consequences. How the doctor who tells this story encountered this curious experience, and bow he dealt with it, is the subject of The Golden Pin. To say more would be to spoil its interest, and it must be enough to say that the story is well told.

Poems, Plays, and Miscellaneous Essays of Charles Lamb. With Introduction and Notes. By Alfred Ainger. (Macmillan and Co.)— Mr. Ainger's edition of " Elia " satisfied the most exacting lover of that incomparable essayist. The object of this companion volume of poems and essays is explained in a brief Introduction. Twice daring his lifetime, namely, in 1818 and 1830, Lamb published collections of his prose and verse, and from these collections the contents of the present volume are made up. A few additions have been made of verses ou his mother's death, printed in 1802, but withdrawn in later years for his sister's sake, and also of a few pieces published by Lamb's literary executors. "Other occasional verses," Mr. Ainger writes, " a few translations, epilogues and prologues, epigrams and political squibs, which have been of late years carefully gleaned by editors of Lamb, are not here included, and the volume makes no claim, in their sense of the word, to possess the merit of completenessWithout suggesting or believing that even the lightest trifles of a humorist like Lamb are not worthy of preservation, I yet cherish a strong opinion that when a writer has himself chosen for the people of his best,' that best should be at least kept separate from matter of less worth." Mr. Ainger promises a concluding volume of the slighter essays and jeus d'esprit collected of late years; to our thinking, a selection from Lamb's admirable letters would prove very much more attractive. It is hard on the memory of great writers that the refuse rejected by them in their lifetime should be swept-up again by literary resurrectionists, bard especially in an age when an author's fame is more certainly secured by compression than by amplification. Even in this small volume, which contains little that did not receive Lamb's imprimatur, there is a good deal that will be read, not for its intrinsic worth, but because it is Lamb's. A few, a very few, of his poems deserve to live as poetry, and apart from the personal interest attach. ing to them. We could not spare without a sensible loss to literature " The Old Familiar Faces," " On an Infant Dying as soon as Born," the lovely lyric " Hester," and one or two, perhaps, of the sonnets ; but the remaining poems of Lamb, dear to his admirers, might be easily counted on the fingers. It indicates his position as a poet, that we turn with pleasure from his verses to his prose. Among the essays inserted here, written before any of the finest of the " Elia" series, are the criticisms on the Elizabethan dramatists, on the poems of Wither, and the two papers on Hogarth and on Shakespeare's Tragedies, which, as the editor justly says, are specimens of his faculty at its very highest. Here, too, may be rend or reread " Rosamund Gray," which Shelley called a lovely thing ; and the courageous reader, ignorant of John Woodvil and Mr. H—, can make acquaintance for the first time with both the tragedy and the farce. A second perusal of these dramatic failures is too much to ask from any one.

The Parish of Saau•ood. By J. R. Macduff, D.D. (D. Douglas.)— Dr. Macduff describes a Scotch parish, which, not being bound by geographical considerations, he conveniently places neither in the Highlands nor the Lowlands, but somewhere between both. He pictures the familiar characters of such a locality—the laird, the minister, the schoolmaster, the neighbouring clergy, and others. A slight thread of story connects these sketches together, and a pleasant and instructive book is the result.

line Journee d'Enfant : Compositions Inedites. Par Adrien Marie. Vingt Planches en Ileliogravures de Dujardin. (W. Paterson, Edinburgh.)—These very pretty drawings represent the life of a child, from the waking in the morning to the going to bed at night ; the toilette, the breakfast, the bath (which seems to come later in the day than is our English custom), play of various kinds, preparations for a walk, the walk itself, and so forth, are successively pictured in a very pleasing way.

Free Thought and True Thought. Contributions to an existing Argument. By F. Reginald Statham. (Kegan Paul and Co.)— This book is worth reading ; though not for its own sake, because the author's style is, in our judgment, involved and obscure, his definitions are inadequate, and he treats of the deepest subjects, such as the use of religion and the basis of religion, without the knowledge and experience which are needed to make his meaning clear. The author, as appears from tte preface, was the successor of Mr. Cranbrook, who, as an Independent minister, received a large amount of support from leading men of science, including Professor Huxley. Mr. Cranbrook's views, however, were not in accordance with those of his congregation ; and he withdrew, accompanied by a large portion of his flock, to a hired building. Here, once loosed from his old moorings, he was driven by a spirit of criticism further and further away from them, till he reached a point where very few of his former adherents cared to follow him. It was this little flock of which Mr. Statham took charge on the condition of perfect Voluntaryism and complete intellectual independence. Ho soon found out "that the mental position of the majority of his audience was much more one of negation of old beliefs than of a desire to formulate new ones ;" and feeling that he had no right to keep such a state of things alive, he resigned his post, after advising his congregation to go back to the churches they had left, and endeavour to give their old beliefs a new trial. We repeat that it is not for its own sake that we recommend this book to the study of thoughful men, but, to use the author's own words, " as an expression of the conclusion arrived at through close personal contact extending over some two years, with an attempt to formulate a free•thought religion."

Canadian Pictores, drawn with Pen and Pencil. By the Marquis of Lorne. (Religious Tract Society.)—We need hardly say that this is a remarkably interesting volume. Lord Lorne had particularly good opportunities of seeing the country (but not, perhaps, the seamy side, which we presume Canada, as other places, has), and he has a considerable literary gift of describing what he has seen in clear and graphic language. The illustrations, some of which are from the hand of Mr. Sydney Hall, are good.

West of Swardhani. By the Rev. W. 0. Pe:le. (Hurst and Blackett.) —This novel reminds us of Mr. Warren's "Ten Thousand a Year." The heir who turns up so unexpectedly is the very counterpart of Mr. Timothy Tittlebat, even to the colour of his hair. All this part of the story is good enough ; but we cannot say as much for the love adventures of Mr. West. It surely would only be in the world of fiction that a man would leave the girl whose heart he had won in a way, so very disinterested, it may be, but certainly so very cruel. As for the adventure of love and revenge which awaits him in the refuge where he seeks to hide his sorrows, it is not a little extravagant. There was, indeed, an evil fate upon the man who was so unlucky both in fortune and in love. As for the ending, we allow that "a new Swardham beyond the sea " is ethically superior to a commonplace return to the old house; but we do not quite understand why the new possessor of the estate, succeeding by an entail which, as far as we can see, was unexhausted, could will it away. Haa the story " been settled by a conveyancer ?"

Rome, Pagan and Papal. By Mourant Brock, M.A. (Hodder and Stoughton.)—Mr. Mourant Brock, who lived just long enough to finish this work, spent much time and trouble in proving the continuity of usage in the ceremonials of Paganism and of the Roman form of Christianity ; and in pointing oat other resemblances, as, e.g., in the case of Buddhism between Christian and non-Christian observances and beliefs. It is a fertile subject, and worth study ; but it should not be approached in a controversial spirit. Apart from this consideration, Mr. Brock's collection of facts is of much interest and value.

The Black Poodle, and other Tales. By F. Anstey. (Longman?.) —This is a collection of tales which have already appeared in various magazines, d, c. "The Black Poodle" is a particularly amusing story ; " The Return of Agamemnon" a fair specimen of a burlesque, a kind of humour for which we have little liking; " A Farewell Appearance," a remarkably pathetic story of a dog; "An Undergadnate's Aunt " is almost too slight for republication ; but the volnme, as a whole, is not unworthy of one of the true humorists of the day.

The Railway Diary and Officials' Directory. (McCorquodale and Co.)—This diary, besides the usual information about portage rates and such matters, supplies some tables of interest, present values, annuities, expectation of life, and the like, which are not commonly found. But its special feature is in the statistics which it gives of the capital, revenue, &c., of the railways of the United Kingdom. One of the tables gives the weekly returns of the chief English lines for the past year, with blank spaces for the year now current, an obviously useful item for persons who have investments in railway securities. The capital of the twelve largest English railways is in round numbers £530,000,000, and their income available for dividend £26,500,000, giving an average return of exactly 5 per cent. The most profitable seems to be the North-Eastern ; the least so is the London, Chatham, and Dover. The London and North-Western stands first in point of capital, reaching very nearly £100,000,000, and second in profit, paying 7 per cent.

BOOKS RECEIVED.—Noted of Vasari's Lices of the Painters, Sculptors, and Architects, by J. P. Richter, Ph.D. ; Notes on Inductive Logic, Book I., being an Introduction to Mill's System of Logic, by T. W. Levin, MA.; Coleridge's Table-Talk and Ontnitt, arranged and edited by T. Ashe, B.A. (Bell and Sons).—The Banquet, a political satire (Blackwood and Sons).—Billiards Simplified, illustrated with diagrams of the actual play of experts (Burroughes and Watts).— The Christina. World" Year-Book for 1885, the third annual issue of an alphabetical list of the Ministers of the Nonconforming Churches of Great Britain and Ireland (Clarke and Co.)—A Few Cases Illustrating British Rule in India, by M. D. Kavanagh, LL.D. (Corah).— Outlines of Roman History, by the Rev. B. G. Johns ; with an appendix by the Rev. T. H. L. Leary, D.C.L. (Crosby, Lockwood, and Co.) — The Mother : the Woman Clothed with the Sun (Field and Tuer).—A new cheap edition of Pius IX. and his Times, by the late J. F. Maguire, M.P., revised by the Right Rev. Monsignor Patterson (Gill and Son).---Elements of the Differential and Integral Calculus, by J. M. Taylor (Ginn, Heath, and Co., Boston, U.S.)—Leaves Fallen from an Aspen, by the author of " Pansy " (Griffith and Farran).—Factors in Algebra, by the Rev. J. G. Easton, M.A. (Groombridge and Sons). —Euphrenia, or, the Test of Love, by W. Sharp ; The Training of the Instinct of Love, by F. B. Money-Coutts, with a preface by the Rev. E. Thring, M.A. (Kegan Paul, Trench, and Co.)— International Law and International Relations, by J. K. Stephen, B.A.; Horatii Flacci Carminum, Liber III., by T. E. Page, MA., a new edition, with vocabulary ; Man's Destiny Viewed in the Light of his Origin, by J. Fiske (Macmillan and Co.)—A second edition of Man's Departure and the Invisible World, by G. H. H. OliphantFerguson ; The Self-Revealing Jehovah of the Old -Testament the Christ ef the New Testament, by S. M. Barclay; The Prophets of -the Old Testament, by "M. D. H." (Nisbet and Co.)—A Practical French Grammar, by II. Bourdache (Relfe Brothers).—The Hundred Greatest Men, illustrated with portraits, and with introductions by various writers (Sampson Low and Co.)---A popular edition of Mr. Matthew Arnold's God and the Bible (Smith, Elder, and Co.)—A new edition of The Wave of Translation in the Oceans of Water, Air, and Ether, by J. S. Russell, M.A. (Triihner and Co.)—,-New editions of Molloy'a Court Life Below Stairs ; Barrett's Folly Morrison ; and Fargeon's Grif (Ward and Downey).—Lives of Famous Poets, by W. M. Rossetti, a companion volume to "Moron's Popular Poets" (Ward, Lock, and Co.)—Good Stories, illustrated (Wells Gardner, Dayton, and Co.)—The Evolution of Christianity, by C. Gill, a second edition (Williams and Norgate).

MAGAZINES, Erc.—We have received :—The Art Journal, the line engraving in which is " Napoleon on Board the Bellerophon,' " by J. C. Armytage, after W. Q. Orchardaon, R.A.—The Magazine of Art, the frontispiece to which is an engraving of "The Wonders Story," from the picture by A. Hacker.—The English Illustrated Magazine, in which the tale by Wilkie Collins is concluded.— Part 1 of a new serial re-issue of Our Own Country (Cassels and Co.)—The Gentleman's Magazine, which contains an interesting article on " Curiosities of Military Discipline."—Belgraria.— The Journal of Education.—The Month.—The Theatre.—Merry England.—Temple Bar, to which the King of Sweden contributes an article on "The Norwegian Mountains."—Bastreard Ho !—The Science Monthly.—Time.—Book-Lore.—The Antiquarian Magazine.-Science Gossip.—The Folk-Lore Journal.—The Technical Journal.— The Asclepiad. — The Irish Monthly. — Cassell's Magazine. — TheArgosy.—The Sunday at Home, in which Agnes Giberne commences, a new serial story.— The Leisure Hour.—The Girl's Own Paper.—The Sunday Magazine.—Home Chimes.—All the Year Round.—Chambers's Journal, containing the first chapters of a new serial tale by Mrs.. Oliphant.—Good Words.—The Quiver.—Harper's Monthly, which contains an interesting illustrated article on "Guardian Birds."— Harper's Young People, a good number.—The Ladies' Treasury.—The Season.—Part 21 of the Dictionary of Gardening (Gill).—The AtlanticMonth/ y.

Street's Indian and Colonial Mercantile Directory.—In this, the tenth issue of a useful directory for merchants and shippers, the new places of which particulars are given are Kimberley, Bathurst, Warrnambool, and Portage-la-Prairie. The maps have also been revised up to date.

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