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panying a Natural History expedition shave his beard nor cut his hair till
to South America; and traveling for the Liberals come into power; and
two years as a private tutor in France, beautiful Leslie Moore, tragically un-
Italy and Egypt. By untiring efforts happy, who is the real heroine of the
of his own, the hero is able to counter- plot. The Prince Edward Island
act the impression made on his young scenery is described with the enthu-
mind by the narrowness of his parents, siasm of one who loves it. Frederick
pastors and college professors, and A. Stokes Co.
he begins his career as a traveling man
by taking to himself a mistress with “The joyful years are those when you
easy nonchalance; at the Academy he are finding yourselves, children,” says
is irresistibly impelled to kiss a student the middle-aged novelist who plays
behind a door, and to "grab" a pretty the part first of lover and then of
teacher "like a wild beast”; in Lima, fairy godfather in F. T. Wawn's
after a chapter or two of argument story, "The Joyful Years." Its charm-
pro

he
agrees
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ing heroine, Cynthia Bremner, is of young girls to send one to his hotel, introduced with three lovers, Shaun and is then so affected by the child's James, the novelist, who is forming naked innocence that he returns her her taste for books and pictures; to her mother; at Harvard he falls in Laurence Man, who holds a substanlove with a neglected wife, and later, tial position with the Great Company, becomes her paramour while tutoring and is favored by Lady Bremner, and her children, who admire him pro- Peter Middleton, a young clerk in the digiously. But for a few good descrip- Company, whose only claim to the tive passages, the book is without a Bremner's hospitality is school redeeming feature. George H. Doran friendship between his dead father, Co.

Major Middleton, and Sir Everard.

The book is essentially a love-story, L. M. Montgomery, author of but Peter's ups and downs in the offices "Anne of Green Gables," "Anne of the Company give variety, and in the of Avonlea,” etc. adds to this pop- closing chapters the scene changes to ular and wholesome series “Anne's the battlefields of France. The plot House of Dreams," in which are is unfolded in leisurely fashion, with described the opening years of Anne's the introduction of

many minor happy married life. Her young doctor characters-among them a suffragette -an old acquaintance to readers with whom Cynthia's brother is in of the earlier books—carries her only love-and with fascinating descripsixty miles from Green Gables, to tions of Cornwall and Wales, and Four Winds, where he has found for whimsical philosophizing on life and them a quaint little white house, art. Perhaps it might have been looking toward the sunset and the shortened to advantage, but the great blue harbor, with a big grove of human interest is kept well in the forefir-trees behind it, and two rows of ground, and the digressions are all Lombardy poplars down the lane. delightful. Altogether, the story is There they make a group of new of unusual quality, and even the friends: Captain Jim, the lighthouse doubts and hesitations of its principal keeper, whose cheery philosophy divides characters will be refreshing to readers the honors with the tart cynicism of who have had a surfeit of heroes and Miss Cornelia, the man-hating spin- heroines absolutely without moral ster; Marshall Elliott, vowed not to fastidiousness. E. P. Dutton & Co.

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EIGHTH SERIES

VOL. VII

No. 3821 September 29, 1917

{From. BEGINNING

CONTENTS

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I. The Union of English-Speaking Peoples.
By Shane Leslie

DUBLIN REVIEW 771
II. British Brides for British Princes.
Valentine Heywood

CHAMBERS's JOURNAL 780 III. Christina's Son. Book III. Chapter V. By W. M. Letts. (To be continued)

784 IV. The Jewish Claim to Palestine. By Joseph

Cowen (English Zionist Federation) CONTEMPORARY REVIEW 789 V. Wild Life at War. By Frances Pitt

NATIONAL REVIEW 794 VI. Mohammed's Coffin. By Sir George Douglas. Chapter V. (Concluded)

CHAMBERS'S JOURNAL 801 VII. Remembrance. By R. C. Lehmann

PUNCH 806 VIII. Pleasant Mercy Comes to Town. By J. E. G. de Montmorency

CONTEMPORARY REVIEW 807 IX. Views and Fairies

TIMES 812 X. German “Guarantees" in Belgium ManchESTER GUARDIAN 818 XI. The Two Blockades

LONDON Post 820 XII. The Mind of the Workers

ECONOMIST 821

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A PAGE OF VERSE. XIII. Romance. By Neil Munro

BLACKWood's MAGAZINE 770 XIV. To the Men Who Have Died for England

Punch 770 XV. At Last Post. By W. E. K.

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ROMANCE.

"Sleep thou till morn,” said d'Artagnan “When we three march again!"

Neil Munro. Blackwood's Magazine.

TO THE MEN WHO HAVE DIED

FOR ENGLAND.

old orchard crofts of Picardy,

In the high warm winds of May, Tossed into blossomed billowings,

And spattered the roads with spray. Over the earth the scudding cloud,

And the laverock whistling high, Lifted the drooping heart of the lad

At one bound to the sky. France! France! and the old romance

Came over him like a spell; Homesickness and his weariness

Shook from him then and fell; For he was again with d'Artagnan,

With Alan Breck and d'Artagnan; And the pipes before him gleefully

Were playing airs of Pan.

Through dust that in a mist uprose

From under the tramping feet, He saw old storied places, dim

In the haze of the summer heat. Menace and ambush, wounds and

death, Lurked in the ditch and wood, But he, high-breasted, walked in joy

With a glorious multitude; Great hearts that never perish,

Nor grow old with the aches of Time, Marched through the morning with

him, All in a magic clime; But loved of all was d'Artagnan,

And Alan the kith of kings, Fond comrades of his childhood's days,

Still on their wanderings.

All ye who fought since England was a

name, Because Her soil was holy in your

eyes; Who heard Her summons and confessed

Her claim,
Who flung against a world's time-

hallow'd lies The truth of English freedom-fain to

give Those last lone moments, careless of

your pain, Knowing that only so must England

live And win, by sacrifice, the right to

reignBe glad, that still the spur of your

bequest Urges your heirs their threefold way

alongThe way of Toil that craveth not for

rest, Clear Honor, and stark Will to

punish wrong! The seed ye sow'd God quicken'd

with His Breath; The crop hath ripen'd-lo, there is no

death! Punch.

AT LAST POST.

From miry clefts of the wintry plain

He leapt with his platoon, The morion on his forehead,

And the soul of him at noon; With head high to the hurricane

He walked, and in his breast He knew himself immortal,

And that death was but a jest. A smile was on his visage

When they found him where he fell, The gallant old companions,

In an amaranthine dell. “Lad o' my heart!" cried Alan Breck,

“Well done thy first campaign!"

Come home!-Come home!
The winds are at rest in the restful

trees; At rest are the waves of the sundown

seas; And home—they're home The wearied hearts and the broken lives

At home! At ease!

W. E. K. Killed in action, April, 1917. The Poetry Review.

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