The Gold Tree. By J. C. Squire. (Martin Seeker. 10s.
Sd. net.)— In these days of severe economy it is a rare pleasure to see a pretty book like this, with large type, broad margins of fine paper, and woodcut initials designed in the Renaissance style by Mr. Austin Spare. Mr. Squire's charming little essays, remote from the war, accord with their setting. He writes admirably about trees and gardens and the moods of sentimental youth. He takes a delight in describing dreams. The best essay in this manner is that in which he recounts a dream-visit to the ideal old bookshop, with the impas- sive proprietor seated in the corner, reading a huge folio and taking no notice of his client ; M. Anatole France would recognize in the essayist a kindred spirit. The one grim note is struck in the essay on " The March of Progress," relating how a young poet of Atlantis protested vainly against human sacrifice, and comforted himself with the reflection that " what ought to come must come." It is a useful maxim.
Previous page
