Tuberculosis: Its Cause, Cure, and Prevention, by Edward O. Otis, M.D. [Thomas Y. Crowell Company, New York.] A revised edition of an old, popular book "for laymen." Abounds in hard, cocksure rules that, if followed, ought to discourage any germ whose host could outlive it. A valuable work for persons who must have a definite programme to guide them in fighting an always individualized disease. Roget's Thesaurus of English Words and Phrases, classified and arranged so as to facilitate the expression of ideas and assist in literary composition, edited by C. O. Sylvester Mawson. [Thomas Y. Crowell Company, New York.] A revised edition in large type on thin paper. Richard Wagner: The Man and His Work, by Oliver Huckel. [Thomas Y. Crowell Company, New York.] Between W. J. Henderson's characterization of Wagner as "the greatest genius that art has produced" and Rupert Brooke's as an emotionalist with "a fat, wide, hairless face" there ought to be a man worth biographies ad infinitum. Dr. Huckel's is simply a clear condensation for the general reader of standard biographical material, and is worth while. The Book of the Epic: All the World's Great Epics Told in Story, by H. A. Guerber; with introduction by J. Berg Esenwein. [J. B. Lippincott Company, Philadelphia.] The most satisfying compilation in the field that has ever been offered to the young student or general reader. The Practical Book of Garden Architecture, by Phebe Westcott Humphreys. [J. B. Lippincott Company, Philadelphia.] A weighty chronicle of garden architecture, observations in many lands and under many conditions. "A pick up and browse" book for the nature lover, with delightful illustrations and much interesting general data of sunny gardens, cobble walls, and running streams. I am that which unseen comes and sings, sings, sings; which babbles in brooks and scoots in showers on the land, which the birds know in the woods, mornings and evenings, and the shore-sands know, and the hissing wave.--Walt Whitman. Letters to The Little Review A. S. K., Chicago: With your permission I shall try to explain why I am not enthusiastic about the second issue of your magazine: The crime of the April issue lies in the fact of its closely following (chronologically) the issue of March. In the beginning you appeared to us as a prophet, and we wistfully listened to your unique message; now you have degenerated into a priest, a dignified station indeed, but don't you think there are already more priests than worshippers in our Temple? If you are going to be "one of many" I question the raison d'être of THE LITTLE REVIEW.