Those who have sampled any reasonable selection of the eighty or so published works of “KATHARINE TYNAN” will know what pleasant fare to expect in Kit (SMITH, ELDER). Kit is a pretty, red-haired, peasant girl approved for her gentle ways and honest breeding by Madam of the big house, and sent, on the advice of one of Mrs. HINKSON’S nice, human, friendly priests, to a convent for the higher education.  She stirs the sentimental soul of one of the English quality, Captain Guy Dering; is plunged into, and rather chilled by, high-life in the modern English manner, and eventually goes back to her own people and her girlhood’s friend, Donal Sheehy, who returns from America a made man.  ’Tis not a chronicle to set the Liffey afire, but it is wholesome, escapes being mawkish, and may be confidently recommended for an anxious old person to give to sensitive young persons—­if there be still any such.  Mrs. HINKSON, though she loves her own, is no blind partisan and does not spare her criticism.  So that you get a plausible picture of a kindly decent native Irish folk of all sorts, not a little helpful in these days of stress and promise.

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[Illustration:  A MODEL FOR THE HUNS IN BELGIUM.

HENGIST AND HORSA KINDLY CONSENT TO TAKE PART IN A THREE-LEGGED RACE AT THE
SPORTS IN AID OF THE WIDOWS AND ORPHANS OF THE BRITONS.]

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    “The bride was attended by her sister and Miss ——­ as bridesmaids, all
    being very strongly under the influence of drink.

    Very choice—­Brothers’ Coffee.”—­Provincial Paper.

The last line is reassuring.  We were afraid for the moment that it was something stronger.