ace Ages." a handsome history on the sea, and the smal ey the terms the average would use now as he studied his shares in the columns of the finan. cial papers. But although the ship-has not escaped the there niever be lost.
Even the ideoushess of the rotor-ship seems doomed to temporary failure, ax if the! elements themselves rebelled against the marring of their beauties by this latest' monstrosity of German The author rather takes the wind out, of one's sails early on in the! book the contemptuous way. in which he deals with the wide belie which gives to King Alfred thi romantic title, "Father of the British Navy." Before allowing fo recover from this shock,' he goes on to deal a great er blow by transferring that title to one whom we have always been taught' to regard as the" worst monarch who ever sat the English throne, King John. ust ascribe the Best "recognition "of Prosaié as it may stem (he says) daring that troubled. period Richned received a petition rom the Mer:
London: "We he determined rather ta adventure wud othe. peril of ur lives ued fevpardy. of death rather than to ive tu auch thevidom and bondage have ficed heretofore.
What became of these sturdy adventurers is not stated.
Two interesting chapters are devoted to the birth and growth of ithe Ellerman Lines from the days of "The shadowy salle that paws 'Over the marble foam' ill the present age of steam and oil. The City Line, the oldest of ose companies whose vessels sail under the flag term: Lines, had its origin in Glasgow in late thirties, when Geors> Sons, the founders of lo, acquired their first so the Constellation. Tt is esting to note that at. this George Smith & Sons were merchant shippers, and it was not till some years had elapsed that a real-jon of the changes which were going on in front of their eyes dawned upon them, and. they separated the rest of their commercial ventures from their shipping, and devoted their whole time to the sea. Their progress from then onwards was steadi and today they hold a proud posi-n_among the shipping companies the world.
Shipping" men should do their utmost to obtain this most fascinating volume. In tracing the history of shipping they will find that they fare tracing the history of their country. And both are histories of which to be proud, M. Andre Maurcis, the author of "Colonel Bramble" and of that successful life of. Shelley, "Ariel,"
now: engaged. on a study of israeli.
Katharine Tyrian "Nash and Grayson, 7s. 60, Mr. Carmichacl's talent is not startling, nor particularly robust, but it isa very genuine one, His interest in religion, his appetite for hagiology, are never crudely exhibited, "and ure evidently not, the result of pose, This story of expiation is perhaps nather faulty, because we never feel sure that Christopher is not ridden by remorse leven more than by repentance. His of monotonous toil, exhibit a self. torturing, rather "than a truly ascetic, character. 'The book is full of a quiet, placid' acceptance of discomfort and hardship as helpful things in life, an attitude which is becoming most uncommon. The story of Christopher's extravagances ani dishonesty is told vividly and well; and yet Mr. Carmichael never' allows our attention to be diverted from the spiritual struggle, and the intellectual problems which are the real motive of the book.
Mrs. Hinkson's story has a last chapter characteristically called \"Happy Ending." She isnot unaware of the ugly, the cruel jthe vulgar things in life—her sketch of Dr. Fallen is a veracious bit of satire—but, she cannot bear to let them have the victory in her novels. [After all, there something to be said-for that view of fiction which regards it as a counterpoise to li 4 sort of literary heaven in which wrongs ure put right by the great author. "The Golden Rose" is 1 story of love, shadow and distress, love gone ustray and not finding: refuge till the I as beautiful, There is. something of polities in the story, but. only a little and but incidental. It is enough, however, to make one hope that' the rose-coloured. view the future will be justified: in Mrs. Hinkeon's own country.
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