I own that to find the publishers, those sometimes too generous critics, writing upon the wrapper of _An English Family_ (HUTCHINSON) an appreciation that bracketed it with _The Newcomes_, did little to predispose me in its favour. Later, however, when I had read the book with an increasing pleasure, I was ready to admit that the comparison was by no means wholly unjustified. Certainly Mr. HAROLD BEGBIE has written a very charming story in this history of the _Frothinghams_ and the growth of their typically English characters, maturing just in time for the ordeal that has tested and (one is proud to think) triumphantly approved the spirit of our country. In fact these memoirs of _Hugh Frothingham_ are something more than an idle romance; there is an allegory in them, and some touch of propaganda, cunningly introduced in the fine character of _Torrance_, the great surgeon who married one of the _Frothingham_ girls and was bombed in the hospital raids. Through the varied activities of the family, as they develop, passes the cleverly-shown figure of _Hugh_, the narrator, who, starting with fairer prospects than any of the others, is ruined by indolence and an income, and hardly saved by the War from degenerating into the torpid existence of a social pussy-cat. _Hugh_ is an admirable example of the difficult art of seemingly unconscious self-revelation. Altogether I have found _An English Family_ greatly to my taste, displaying as it does a dignity and breadth that recall not unworthily the best traditions of the English novel. But did we speak of _Serbia_ in 1914? I only ask. * * * * * _High Adventure_ (CONSTABLE) is in certain ways the most fascinating account of flying and of fliers which has come my way. Captain NORMAN HALL, already well known to readers of _Kitchener's Mob_, tells us in this later book how he became a member of the Escadrille Américaine and how he learned to fly. And, as his modesty is beyond all praise, I feel sure that he will forgive me for saying that it is not the personal note which is here so specially attractive. What makes his book so different from other books on flying is that in it we have a novice suffering from all sorts of mishaps and mistakes before he has mastered the difficulties of his art. Whether consciously or not Captain HALL performs a very great service in describing the life of a flier while his wings are--so to speak--only in the sprouting stage. In an introduction Major GROS tells us of the work done by American pilots before America entered the War, a delightful preface to a book which both for its matter and style is good to read. * * * * *