And Miss Mack paints this phase brightly and well, albeit there are chapters that seem superfluous; that have a hang-dog look of being twisted in to make a larger book, and having nothing to say to justify their existence beyond some humor.

But continuing to road and conduct this criticism from the point of view of the average young girl, we will concede that the inconsequent chapters are full of vim, and interest of an anecdotal kind.

Not more romantic some of them than, say, the tram in which they travel to school; but with hearts ready to respond to the notes of love and duty and self-sacrifice.

"[4] A reviewer in Freeman's Journal (Sydney) noted that Louise Mack "infuses a charm of simple child converse into her books which is positively refreshing in an age when the average clever bookmaker of the feminine gender throws all her ability into controversies which are alike unhealthy to the intellect as to the morals of their readers.

There is nothing special to quote from Mrs. Creed's latest book; but we can truthfully sum it up as a distinct success in 'girl' fiction.