The Equinox (Volume I, Number VIII)

REVIEWS MY Psvcmc RECOLLECTIONS. By MARY DAVIES, 2:. 62’. net, Eveleigh Nash, 36 King Street, Covent Garden, W.C. JUST when I had given up hope, Mary Davies comes to make a third to myself and Geor Washington. For on p. 2 she says, "More than forty years ago . . . Ι was a girl of seven years old." This storms the citadel of confidence, and pulls out the back teeth of the Dragon Doubt. 1 was therefore prepared to believe anything she might say. And accordingly we get a simple, charming, old-fashioned motherly book, full of kindly thought and real piety; that it may have no objective value for the S.P.R. is quite unimportant for the class of readers whom it is intended to reach, Mrs. Davies is a “professional medium "; of such I have said things which only my incapacity for invective prevented from being severe. But though (no doubt) the phenomena recorded in this book are ‘non-evidcntial,’ I do feel the sincerity of the writer. I am confident of her good faith DIOGENES. TABLOID TALES, By LOUISEי4131101316]? i:. To quote the preface of Horatio Bottomley, “ Louise Heilgers is the only female writer of short stories of the present day." She is in truth one of the ten million, her heart is their heart, her mind their mind, and consequently her thoughts their thoughts. She will soon be acclaimed as a popular author. lt is refreshing indeed to find somebody writing direct from the heart without in any way striving after originality, Excepting as to their length, these stories do not in any manner resemble those of Baudelaire. Buuco. THE (?םיחOF LIGHT. By W. L. GEORGE. Constable, ös. A VERY adequate and even thorough study of French bourgeois life as it really is. As a picture, it is better than anything Zola ever did, though (for the 253