in order to satisfy one of their deepest and holiest cravings, and not having known the Catholic Church, nor therefore "the communion of saints," have turned--and _most_ naturally--into paths which only lead to deception and despair. The book before us supplies to "the afflicted" who mourn the loss of friends a consolation as solid as it is abundant: a proof on unshakable grounds of truths which seem to be forgotten even by some among Catholics; that human ties _do_ survive the grave; that "There the cherished heart _is_ fond, The eye the same, except in tears;" and that the knowledge and love of creatures must necessarily form an integral part of the happiness of heaven. The reader will be astonished to see what Catholic saints and doctors have said on this subject; and what a stress they have laid on it as a part of their own hopes and anticipations. To those, too, in particular, who are tempted to despair of the departed, an antidote is here offered for this poison of their rest; an antidote which, we are sure, has long been needed by many an anxious heart. In commending this book, then, to Catholics, we would urge them to put it as much as possible in the hands of non-Catholic friends. The success of a recent work, entitled _The Gates Ajar_, is evidence enough of the hunger that exists in _all_ souls for food of this kind. And why should any be left to pick up crumbs, when a full table invites them? A perusal of _In Heaven We Know Our Own_ may open the eyes of many to the glorious fact it is our privilege to know--that the Catholic religion embraces _all_ truth, and alone can satisfy _all_ the soul's cravings: "An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink." * * * * * MOPSA THE FAIRY. By Jean Ingelow. With illustrations. Boston: Roberts Brothers. 1869. If the children wish to visit fairy-land, they could have no better guide than Jean Ingelow; yet even she fails to make the fairy-world half so fair or interesting as our own every-day world. However, Jack learns some good lessons in his visit to fairy-land; for he found a whole nation of fairies turned into stone for being unkind and selfish. Let the little ones take care lest the fate of the fairies befall them. The book is beautifully illustrated, and is altogether a very pleasant book for children. * * * * * TWO YEARS BEFORE THE MAST. A Personal Narrative by Richard Henry Dana, Jr. New edition. Boston: Fields, Osgood & Co. 1869. Twelve years ago we determined upon a voyage similar to that the author describes, and from a similar motive.