tides, and the winds which will make it easier for his straining boilers and untiring screw to forge its way across the sea. The book is interesting in itself as a book, but of the bookmaking part of it, it is absurd to speak. You might as well speak of the rivets and the paint, in describing the performance of a Cunarder; as to speak of the literary merits or demerits of this book. As a piece of actuality, full of life and force, it comes to us in paper and ink and between two covers; but the vehicle of its presentation is as indifferent as the quality of the boards in which it is bound. The supreme thing is not the form but the substance.--_The Review of Reviews._ End of Project Gutenberg's Darkest India, by Commissioner Booth-Tucker