AND THE WILDERNESS BLOSSOMED 



was as full as that. Yet if the gorges of Stob Dubh are 

 as profound as the author hints, why don't they control 

 their animus instead of belching it ? 



" This book may or may not be ' umquahile,' but if 

 any one would ' homologate ' this estimate of its beauties 

 let him ' belt in his breeks,' ' pull up his hosen,' seat 

 himself in his ' chair-haffit,' and read the book for him- 

 self." 



Pemberton, Max. — Queen of the Jesters. " An 

 odd book which it is possible to read." 



The Phantom Army. " Not much of a story." 



Kronstadt. " I think I am about through 



with Mr. Pemberton's stories." 



The Impregnable City. " Utter folly. Not 



a trace of either wit or wisdom." 



Rhoscomyl, O. — For the White Rose of Arno. 

 " Very poor." 



Stimson, F. J. S. — King Noonett. " Only a fair 

 sort of story." 



Pirate Gold. " Not worth reading." 



Taylor, M. I. — A Yankee Volunteer. "Rather 



thin in spots." 



Warner, Susan. — The Wide Wide World. " An 

 extraordinary book, based upon an analytical synopsis of 

 lamentations. Miss Warner is evidently impressed with 

 the fact that this ' Wide, Wide World ' is ' but a vale 

 of tears.' The heroine, Ellen Montgomery, was but a 

 child ; but she shows a precocious genius in giving vent 

 to her woe. Mark the variety of her lachrymations 

 which for convenience of comparison are arranged 

 alphabetically. 



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