“With a remarkable economy of means she renders the rather drowsy sweetness of her south of England scenes. And occasionally, as in the sketches called Laughing down, her tenderness for her landscape makes her sentimental and callous—the two are never far apart—about people. But her best sketches, of which there are many, have their brief moments of irony and tragedy and so combine beauty and wisdom in uncommon measure.” Ludwig Lewisohn
+ − Nation 111:161 Ag 7 ’20 360w
“Miss Easton holds almost constantly to this objectivity, except that she relieves, or perhaps one should say illuminates, it sometimes with the suggestion of spiritual significance by means of a delicate, elusive touch that seems less her own than the inescapable implication of that which she is describing.”
+ N Y Times p22 Ag 8 ’20 600w
“An ardent fancy and a delicate yet firm hand have gone to its making; and, thank heaven, it reminds us of nobody! I am not sure, in thinking it over, but the main charm of the book, apart from its beauty of workmanship, lies in its total lack of that ‘humor’ which is the god of the current literary machine.” H. W. Boynton
+ Review 3:502 N 24 ’20 450w
“A book very well worth writing and, what is more, worth reading afterwards.”
+ Spec 125:744 D 4 ’20 50w
“The author has a deep and comprehensive feeling for the transitory values of life which she succeeds in communicating to the emotions of her audience. She writes with a delicacy which would beautify the most sordid subjects.”
+ Springf’d Republican p8 D 14 ’20 430w