A NOVEL.
From the French of ANDRÉ THEURIET.
(FORMING No. II. OF "A COLLECTION OF FOREIGN AUTHORS.")
16mo. Paper covers, 50 cents; cloth, 75 cents.
As exquisite in its form, color, and delicacy, as a choice piece of Sèvres porcelain."--Literary World.
"This lovely idyl of French provincial life introduces to the notice of American readers Theuriet, one of the most quietly enjoyable among modern French novelists, and one who holds rank among the highest for his portraiture of the charms of country landscapes, and the sweet peace and happiness clustering around country-life."--Providence Journal.
"Its chief merit lies in the admirable skill with which it is told, the skill in apt narration, which seems to be a birthright of all Frenchmen, and which men of other races never fail to admire, and never succeed in imitating."--New York Evening Post.