Not for the World: a Story of Sarong in the
Year of the War 1870. By D. 0. T. (Newby.)—After the first chapter, in which the writer, who tells us that she is an English girl, sixteen years old, with some German blood in her, des:Tibes her journey across the rear of the advancing German armies, we get quite out of the war-region. The tale tarns, in fact, into a simple love-story. A German cousin, Baron Fedor, is in love with the daughter of the Lutheran minister ; and a termagant old aunt who keeps his house for him is determined that he shall not marry her. The teller of the tale watches the course of the affair, and does what she can to help the right side. The old aunt is a distinctly amusing personage. The scene in which she takes to what she pretends is her death-bed but cannot help showing that the interests of life are very strong in her, exclaiming, for instance, in a very unedify- ing way when she is told that the soup has been upset in the oven, is decidedly good. The only absurd thing about the book is the title. One would think that it signified some interesting personage too good for this life; and the last sentence of the work scarcely justifies it. "Not for the world would he [Fedor] undo what he has done."
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