Bvith Out YEAR 84. NO, 286 KINGSTON, ONTARIO, SATUI YOU'LL GIVE WAR BOOKS, OF COURSE MIIATARISM fy Dr, Karl Lich neh 1 Empires w o speak ow this he wag dmprisoned creating a d and th e read with Major lan Hay & up the gam Hundred rites in ror of the OVER THE TOP -- By Arthur Guy Empey, srie® of actual telling most this book few weeks, be in America SHELL A. Stews art, Look for a 18«poumder sh THE --- By ¢. fon of an \ h produce apnel done in ac- ; on paper boards. This Shell Splendid mater anadian writer appro subject The nov 1kes it a its book mm rt The TENT IN FLANDERS Maud Mortimer. ily vivid impres- A most Wf A GREEN --By these in comfort at hookseller's, Choose your William Briggs, Publisher, Toronto. re oe : = z Public Library Bulletin. | kn for Decembe Some nened to All Cltizens, | First Canadians 1 France I Bell British Campaign, Dy Le In It fan Hay Home in v Huard Italy A War Paporg from P* Lotte 1215 1 of Merey 1 I" | | | | Alex ard Pow ic T. W from 1 Land --'4 mt in Rapp | a Fhivver | , | of Intelligence © "tng 0° 1. | -- ed Life Ww 138 Princess St. First shipment of government fish to arrive this week. Call and get particulars. Also a large shipment of the mous Chinese Lillies. SPECIAL THIS WEEK: Martin's Potato Flour, regular price 20e¢, sale price ... , 2% Corn Stardh, regular price' 15; sale price, 2 for .. a 20e 500 ths choice dairy butter, 47¢ Ib. Overseas Boxes, all simes, See our window for Christmas candies, stockings and choe- olates. United G REN LEE & CO, me | ness of [admit his fe | ligion is the first thing minds | turmoil DAY. DECEMBER 8, 1917 Che Daily British Whig PAGES 19.22 | ------ TION THE SOUL OF A BISHOP. By H. G, Wells, 341 pages. Price, $1.50, of Canada, Toronto, publishers. Mr. Wells is a prolific writer and a daring thinker. Already this year The Macmillan Company [formed by Col. « system for the supply he has given us three hooks dealing | with religion, and each of them oii ginal, somewhat controversial, but all vision, Mr. Wells is nothing ir a plunger in th the mystical and the unknown. Whether we with him or not, we rlessness and his origin. the first of this trinity of Xxcuse the word you de- ), "Mr. Britling Sees 16 teaches that "le- and the last thing, and until man has fouhd God 101 sea of agree ality In books (pra ride, Mr, Well It Through,' and been found by God he begins at | no beginning, he works to no end." Then in "God the Invisible Ki Mr. Wells sets forth the religious be- lief to which Mr. Britling had come. In his latest volume, "The Soul of a Bishop," he strives to reveal that the unrest and the awakening in matters spiritual are working not only in the minds of the people, but in episcopal Mr. Wells takes bishop and leads him through much of mental struggle, painful pondering, much ecclesiasti- cal research. Wells seems never quite so happy nowadays as he is dissecting a soul. As the vivi sectionist watches the quivering flesh of his vietim, so does Mr. Wells observe and take note of ever tre- mour of the human soul. Hitherto he has been content to demonstrate his physchological investigations with the aid of lay souls, but this time he lays violent hands upon clerical soul---the soul of a bishop! And he lays it, quivering, upon the operating table of his amazing im- agination and bares it so that may see, as. through a microscope. Edward Scrope, Bishop of Prin- chester---conventional, easy-going, fond of his cigarette--finds himself in a state of nervous unrest, due part ly to irritations in diocegan work, partly by the growing spirit of un- rest in the world around him. also. rl ings, such as most men who lead a | sophically. h spiritual life must inevitably face at | his characters carefully, and some crisis or another in their car But in the case of Bishop he questionings cannot By a process of mental and evolution, he gradually con fmself that his religion and} /ch are not a bond between fl God, but an obstacle; that jed | simplifying, clarifying, g& of all trappings and orna- ons and other things that be- he clear conception of God, his soul craves. So he re- is bishopric, and settles down y in a London suburb, plan. i free, simple and open church ich man may worship God face ce without the intervention of 1 or the environment of mean- ss formula. The scheme fails use the wealthy American lady i» whom he relied for financial ort does not share his idea of sort of church in which such wor- alone can be made, but plans a at temple. The curtain falls with bishop, though undoubtedly arer to God than he was before, ill unsettled over some things, ill questioning, though not along 'e same lines as at first, He has ound much of that peace which ame to Tolstoi when he wrote: "The {ingdom of God is Within You." Wells leads his readers to see, once more, how small a man even a bishop is. While the book is suc. cessful in stimulating thought along lines of which this war is constant. ly suggestive--the relation of God to the world and of man to Chris- tianity--there is still much that is extremely hazy about it. The iwo points which stand out boldly are the writer's opposition to the doct- rine of the Trinity and to the Church of England. There are obvious defects in this book, such as that of ignoring Christ; the introduction of a great deal of unrecognizable dialect which is labelled American, but which has ne place on "t! continent; the in- credulity of imagining that the use of a drug would lead a man, as it did the bishop, to change his view of God. The book, nevertheless, compels attention; it is written in Mr. Wells' best style, and will doubt- less be widely read. ------------------ ON THE FRINGE OF THE GREAT FIGHT. By Col, George G. Nasmith, C.M.G. 254 pages. Price, $1.50. Me- Clelland, Goodchild & Stewart, Toronto, publishers. This volume reveals to us how a doctor sees life at the front. In his admirable book, "Phe First Can- adians in France," Dr. Fred McKel- vey Bell, of this city, gave us an interesting story of hospital work, enlivened by many a narrative of anecdote and description. Dr. Nas- mith goes further, and presents a picture of the war from an expert's viewpoint. The author, who is on the medical health staff of the city of Toronto, is a specialist on water purification and samitation. © His choice, as officer commanding the Canadian Mobile Laboratopy with the First Contingent, was therefore a happy one. His work was earried on for eighteen months, always just in touch with the firing-line--"on the fringe of the great fight"--and 'his book is packed with description and information of an unusual cha- aacter. He was near St. Julien at the time of the first gas attack, He From ( | unrest he passes to uneasy question- | written with courage and "clgar- | must | , { { | | [ | | | | | |and lit cigarettes, while I began -to | | find at nis | much | when | Salli EE |saw the famous second Battle of Ypres, and describes it in detail. | Work of great importance was per Nasmith. He ana- lyzed the gas used by the Germans, invented the gas masks, devised a of pure wat- er to the troops, and did other valu able work in sanitation and ygiene. In recognition of his servic he was decorated by the King with the C.M.G. Dr. Nasmith's book labored attempt at fine wr is"a simple, straightforward of the things he saw. This busi- ness.like directness pleasing change from most war books. For example read his deseription of the first sight of German gas: "As we tramped along towards St. Julian our attention 'was attract- tive ed to a greenish yellow smoke as- cending from a part of the line oc. | cupied -by the French. We wonder | ed what the smoke was coming | from. Half a mile up the road we seated ourselves on a disused trench | | read a home letter which I had | Brielen An aeroplane fly- | ing low overhead dropped fire balls. | Immediately, towards the French | line we saw this. yellowish gr cloud rising on a front of at le three miles and drifting at a h of perhaps a hundred feet towards | us. The gas rose in great clouds, | as if it had been poured from nozzles, expanding as it ascended; here and there brown clouds seemed | to be mixed with the general yellow a | all | .be | & somewhat | | ish green ones. 'It looks like chlor-| ine,' I said, 'and I bet it is.' | DER FIRE. By Henri Barbusse, 314 pages. J. | M. Dent & Sons, Ltd., London and | ¢ Toronto. This story of a French squad at the battlefront, as translated by Fitzwater Wray, presents an intimate picture of the average poilu in the | front line trenches, in reserve and on | leave. He is altogether human, possessing a highly developed sense of humor and good-comradeship even in the face of death, yet able | at all times to look upon life philo- The author has sketched made | them real and faithfully representa- | tive of tiyeir class. He has presented lengthy but interesting | description of their life in the battle scarred lands of Frange. He has shown us their foibles and their foll ies, as well as their loyal comrade- ship and their fine spirit of endur- | ance. Regarding the colonial sol diers of France he writes: | "Through the tw ht comes the rolling hum of tramping men, and | another throng rubs its way through. "Africans!" They march past with faces red- brown, yellow or chestnut, their beards scanty and fine or thick and | frizzled, their greatcoats yellowish- | green, and their muddy helmets | sporting the crescent instead of our | grenade. Their eyes are like balls | of ivory or onyx, that shine from | faces like new pennies, flattened or | angular. Now and again comes | swaying along above the line the | coal-black mask of a Senegalese | sharpshooter. | We watch them in silence, These | are asked no questions, They com- mand respect, and even a little fear. | All the same, these Africans seem | jolly and in high spirits, They are | going, of course, to the first line. | That is their place, and their passing is the sign of an imminent attack. | They are made for the offensive. -------- THE W MADAME, By Paul Geraldy, 96 pages. T. C. & | E. C. Jack, Ltd., London, publish. | ers, | This little volume, which has en-| Joyed a wide popularity in France, and has now been translated into English, bridges the gulf between | those at home and those in the| ranks, interpreting the one class to| the other and revealing that robust | philosophy of the tremches which is! common to the best fighting men. The writer pictures his few days' | leave in Paris, to 'which beloved city | he returns with mixed feelings of admiration and anxiety. How would | the people of the capital comport | themselves under the strain of war?! "Well," he writes, "I know What awaits me. Many shutters will be up at front windows which I loved. 'I shall find the city in a mournful mood, but I shall enter it as one man who has been gravely il." The gay capital of France as she appears "Paris, which I was brious, is hardly sad quite curiously charming. Having 80t rid of tHe excessive noise and bustle of her carriages, she has taken on in addition to her usual splendor a sort of provincial gravity which suits her better than it does the prov- inces. Everything is silent and calm. There is no longer an air of offering foreigners an almost embar- assing plenty, but a feeling of con- templation, and of having remade an inner life." The mental attitude of the men in the trenches is depicted in vivid sentences. To quote: "We don't think much about it. Action eliminates the poison which comes from over-much thought." "When we have marched and advanced we feel that the people who want to translate these precise words into more grandiose ones are rather stu- pid. We have gone back to a great simplicity." § lana | some IR tried, Meighen, Bennet |ors amd markings of an il EE HE I= MORE LETTERS FROM BILLY By the Author of "A Sunny Subal- tern." 121 Pages. Price, $1.00. McClelland, Goodchild & Stewart, Toronto, Publishers, Billy is one of the humviists of the war--not the professional sort, but the kind that just keeps on looking at the silver lining no matter how threatening the cloud. In this second colfection of his vivacious eous and delightfully re letters to his Canadian mother, and comrade of the spirit, he revels in the educa-| tional lark afforded him by the war He has a valet, of "me own," in the house of English aristocracy, where he is convalescent, and enjoys a sol- cmn butler who was no quick-lunch hasher." He tel's of old 'English gardens, dungeoned castles, literary shrines, Zeppelin attacks, the glory of fortnightly baths, the field of mud, the Red Cross hospital train rambles in quaint old London. About all that we know of the author is that he is a Canadian lad who had had some newspaper training. His former books, "A Sunny Subaltern' "and "Billy's Letters from Flanders" have been favorably reviewed on this page. The third volume is no less fa- vorable. These natural, spontaneous letters of a frank, stout-hearted Can- adian boy beautifully reveal one of the most sacred relationships of life a mother's love for her son and a son's love for his mother. THE SHELL, . Stewart. William publisher. There seems to be a hidden per- »nal story in the publication of 70 pages. Price, Briggs, Toronto, 75¢. | "The Shell," a book of poems by A. C. Stewart, recently issued. The writer is inclined to fall far away from his subject at times in his ~ate tempts to find engaging phrases and words. He has, however good verse which make deep appeal. The inspiration: of book is shown in one of his poems entitled, "Personal and Private," which provides an answer to the questigpn, "Why spinning words whe n there's desperate work to do?" He says a the all, Sam had said, "I like his shape, | But. ." burst cash and pride and gall Stumbling tape. Well! I sickened -- acting ape, Pull would drive a Moses mad, Blast them! Well--I'm wearing crape, Just through politics, bedad! The book is printed with a cover shaped as a shell and bears the col- explosive. This is cleverly done and we recom mend the inside pages to those who are interested in Canadian poems, WATER AND THE SPIRIT. By Margaret Prescott Montague. 56 pages. HK. P. Dutton & Co., New York, publishers. This story, which originally ap- peared in the Atlantic Monthly, is related by an American woman who was in Belgium when the German invasion took place. It tells, in her own vernacular, of a small party's attempt to escape, and of how the author was left alone min- istering to a lot of wounded English Tommies on the battlefield. She bears testimony to their cheerful- ness and courage, and draws many a sad little picture of intimate war. Do you "care to know what a bloody battlefield looks like? Then read this small volume. through their measly oF f Extracts From New Books. Life tu the Country. Of all places in the world where life can be lived to its fullest and freest, where it can be met in its greatest variety and beauty, I am convinced that there is none to equal the open country, For all country people in these days may have the city--some city or town not too far away; but there are millions of men and women in America Arr a. enters .the room of a beautiful wo- {i in war time is thus described: | told was so lugu- [| at all, and J " The J.M. Corner Sydenham & Prin spontan-| produced ! FOURTH SEC and do ave no countr no sense they disadvantage at ile y al ind Drudgery, the women, and where is there not men are poor its worst? I have never seen drudgery in the country comparable for a moment the dreary and 'lonely drudgery. of city tenements, city mills, factories and sweat shops. _And in recent years both the drudgery and loneliness of country life have been disappearing before the motor, and trolley car, the telephone, the rural post, the gasoline engine. I have seen a ma- chine plant as many potatoes in one day as a man, at hard work, could have planted'in a week While there is, indeed, real drudgery in yes, espe loneliness. drudger where life is at to the country, much that is looked up- | who long | on as drudgery by people for easy ways and a soft life, is only good, honest, wholesome hard work the kind of work that makes for | fibre in a man or in a nation, kind that most provides --David Possessions." jrayson in A Striking Tribute. One of my officer comrades gone insane, and another so shell-shocked that further use and had England. Two of my been buried out in night with two other in the one shell hole The medical officer, Captain Hay- wood, conducted the burial with- out candle or book. The green | white light from the German flan jand the red flashes of the guns was {the only light to show the sad little {party where their. erstwhile com- {rades rested. The lay parson, ex- |hausted with seventy hours' con | tinuous work, and unable to recall | single word of the burial service, bt !mendation: "Well, boys, four damn good fellows; peat the Lord's Prayer," couldn't manage to say Lord's Prayer among them. What a setting for a soldier fune ral! The black night, the roar and flash of the guns and the green flare of the, German star shells sil houetting ® bowed heads above The soHITTs' grave What a fitting tribute "to a soldier! The broken voice with the rough and read: words of praise: "They were four damned good fellows." What more could be said? What more would any soldier desire? «Col. G. G. Nasmith in Fringe of the Great Fight." | The Man on Watch i Good night to the new system of making out the voters' lists! Who- ever evolved the system should be in- terned. had had been he was of no been sent to friends had the front one officers----all they let but *n were us re- they "On the If the Queen's professors had known what was in store for one of their number they might have made up a theatre party for the perform- Gace at the Grand on Wednesday night. According. to the "super-mind at the Grand this week, his girlies re- spond only to requests for perfor- mances that they can do with pro- priety. It develops, therefore, that 'the kissing of bald-headed men proper--if you kiss and run--says the Lampman. A certain church, which advertised a communion 'service last Sabbath, apparently does not want any sinners around, for it invited as welcome only stranger . who are communicants. The strangers who are sinners feel slighted. A clerk in a Princess street store the other day heard a farmer's wife, in what was intended to be a secret whisper, say to her husband: "Well, James I got rid of those stale eggs for fifty-five cents a dozen." There's an honest women for you. So "Bill" McCammon, the market clerk, at last has found a lightweight bag of potatoes and sent it down to aldwin's castle. Jt weighed only about one-quarter less than it should have. William should not have been 80 cruel to the potato vendor when spuds are so cheap! The Lampman would William that he try and 1 of those bags that are sai only sixty-five pounds ninety--and the market suggest to ocate some d to weigh instead of *is not the With music in the home, _& Williams New Secale PI which any member of the an the | city life im no wise | "Great | oke huskily into this rugged com- | the is], not | WEVA a flusirated from PHOIOFraph s me Epbce OF THE WAR ZONE From the Battle of the Marne == 6y Mildred Aldrich $123 Net Garden. August 1914™ thing of an achievement to write a book like language, as well as applause for* the spirited, yet wi x fo bt J PD -- Ri i 5 ee Sons i ES FF Car om 10 the Coming of the Stags and Stripes The Continuation of "A Hilltop on the Marne Se POILT as readers have been of late years by tons of slip-shod English made into books, it is some- "On the Edge of the War Zone" that immediately obtains praise and recognition of the purity 'of its womanly, descriptions which hold one's interest throughout. Speaking of forgetting, it is in- teresting, occasionally, to go out on the observation platform and watch the effect that perspective is having on the books that we are being whisked away from. It isn't only that we get a sort of indi- vidual "judgment of osterity" on them. We get a kind of ancestral view of ourselves, too. Try the experiment on that busy bunch, the war books of the past three years. The chances are good that one of those that remains change- fully meaningful to you will be Mildred Aldrich's "A, Hilltop on the Marne." Somehow that gets less and less like a book and more and more like an experience. Miss Aldrich"s subsequent letters, from September, 1914, to the declara- tion of war by the United States last Spring, have just a peared under the title of "On the dge of the War Zone." ($1.25) And they have the same quality. -- --J. B. Kerfoot in "Life.™ * THE MUSSON BOOK CO., LIMITED Publishers For Sale by R. 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