Ornra NovErs.—The House on the Bogs. By Katharine Tynan. (Ward,
Lock and Co. 7s. net.)—Although in her new novel Katharine Tynan gives her heroine two distinctly exciting adventures, the world is seen in this book through her usual rose-coloured spectacles.—The Ellewoman. By Susan Stmt. ford. (Heath Cream. Is. 6d. net.)—A novel of artistic and theatrical life. The Ellewoman of the title is almost too heartless to be credible. The brother and sister round whom the book revolves are sympathetically drawn.—The Heaven-Kissed Hill. By J. S. Fletcher. (Hodder and Stoughton. 7s. 6d. net.)— It would be too much to say that Mr. Fletcher would not have written The Heaven-Kissed Hill if Stevenson's Pavilion on the Links had never appeared. There are, however, certain points of similarity in these two stories of adventure in lonely dwellings—one at the seaside and the other`a cottage in the remotest parts of the Sussex Downs. Zephany Shepperoe and his wife, licensed hawkers, who make a dramatic intervention in the action, are well drawn, and, indeed, although his lisp is insisted on in a. rather tiresome way, the figure of Mekhisedech, the young Jew, the leader of the gang who attack the cottage, is most cleverly drawn.—The Long, Dim Trail. By Forrestine Hooker. (Mills and Boon. 7s. 6d. net.)—Cowboys and others in Arizona. The plot, though quite unoriginal, might Still have blossomed into quite a good story if only the author had been content to let a few things happen of themselves.— The Heart of a Slave-Girl. By Anthony Armstrong. (Stanley Paul. 7s. 6d. net.)—To say that this book affords a vivid picture of the fate of slaves in Nero's Rome is but to praise in one quarter where praise is due. There is much that is morally sound as well as dramatically powerful in the use made of the contrast between Christian and heathen ideals, epitomized as it is in the chapter called " Simon." Tell England. By Ernest Raymond. (Cassell. 7s. 6d. net.)—The story of three boy friends, told by one of them. That it must be admitted that the things said are better, on the whole, than the manner of saying them need not in this case be regarded as severe criticism. So much of simplicity and realism is apt to demand some sacrifice of art. His Grace Gives Notice. By Lady Troubridge. (Methuen. Is. fid. net.)—A mildly amusing comedy of below stairs and above. The footman emerges ae a Duke and eventually—but the &game- 'sent must be left for the reader to discover or he will have been robbed- of any possible incentive to read the book.
Previous page
