The Right Reverend
The Lord Bishop of London.
Lessons for School Life; being Selections from Sermons preached in the Chapel of Rugby School during his Head Mastership. Fcap., cloth, 5s.
History of Sir Thomas Thumb, by the author of ‘The Heir of Redcliffe,’ ‘Heartsease,’ ‘Little Duke’, &c. &c. Illustrated by J. B. 4to, boards, 2s.
The Two Cosmos. A Tale of Fifty Years Ago. 1 vol., crown 8vo, 10s. 6d.
“It excels in what we most of all desire in a novel—freshness. . . . There is in some passages a good deal of pathos in it; and a writer who is capable of pathos—not mere maudlin, but genuine, manly feeling—belongs to the higher ranks of authorship. Many men have true tenderness of feeling, but, perhaps, the rarest thing in literature is the art of expressing this tenderness without being ridiculous, and of drawing tears of which the reader is not ashamed. Our author has not much indulged his faculty in this way but in one little scene—the deathbed of the elder Cosmo’s mother. He has been so successful that one cannot help feeling his superiority.”—Times, January 10th.
“To call it merely a good novel is to do an injustice to the narrator, to say that it is the best of the season would not be absolutely correct, but would not be far from the truth. Every one should read it—all who read it will heartily recommend it to their friends.”—Morning Herald, February 2d.
Memoir of George Wilson, M.D., F.R.S.E., Regius Professor of Technology in the University of Edinburgh, and Director of the Industrial Museum of Scotland. By his Sister, Jessie Aitken Wilson. 8vo, cloth, 14s.
“We lay down the book gratefully and lovingly. To read of such a life is refreshing, and strengthening, and inspiring. It is long since we read any biography with equal pleasure; and assured of its general acceptance, we pass it on to our readers with our heartiest commendation.”—The Scottish Press.
A Memoir of John Wilson (Christopher North), late Professor of Moral Philosophy in the University of Edinburgh; compiled from Family Papers, with a Selection from his Correspondence. By his Daughter, Mrs. Gordon.