NEW ZEALAND TROTTING CUP

New Zealand Times, Volume XLIII, Issue 10085, 26 September 1918, Page 8

NEW ZEALAND TROTTING CUP

« THE FIRST ACCEPTANCES. Press Association. CSRISTCHUPvCH, September 25. Following are the first acceptances for the NEW ZEALAND TROTTING CUP (harness), Of 2500 sovs; two miles. Cathodral Chimes i sor Admiral Wood 2sec Author Dillon 3sec Adelaide Direct oeec Sherwood 6sec John Dillon 7sec Matchlight 7soc Ornako Ssec Agathos Bsec Erin's King Bseo Moneymaker Osec Emilius 9sec Frandocia lOsec Sungod lu.ee Hardy Wilkes lGsec

of patriotism into tho soul of the roader:— Kellers of Australior, Blokes an' ooves an* coots, Shift yer carcases, . Move yer boote. Gird yer loins up. Get yer gun. Set tho cnermy An' watch the run. Chorus: Get a move on, Have tomo sense Learn the ■ art of Self de- —— -fence, Joy is fleeting Life is short. Wot's the use uv wastin' it All on sport f Hitch ver tip-dray To a star. Get yer watchword be ''AustrnliChorus: Get a —— more, oto. Wen the bugle Sounds "Ad -ranee' Don't be like a flock uv sheep In a trance. Biff the foeraan Whore it don't agree. Spifler- -cate him To Eternity. Chorus: Get a - move, etc. Fellers of Australier, Cobbers, ohaps an mate*. Hear (he enermy Kiokin' at the gates! Blow the bugle, Boat the drum, , Upper-cut and out the cow To kingdom- -come! Chorus: Get a move on. Have some sense. Learn the art of Self de fence! "CINDERELLA'S SUITORS." Isabel A. Peacocke. (Ward, Lock and Co., 212, Little Lonsdale street, Melbourne.) Judging by this well-workod-out story, the Auckland climate is favourable to all the qualities required for successful fiction. Some very human people, just such as you see round you every day, evolve the tale of Oinderel- ( la and her suitors quito naturally, wak-

ing it run without a single Dump ot the improbable. The lady, who is left a fortune, and is not spoilt, and the ladies, her friends, who are greatly spoilt without the aid of sudden riches, make a good backbone. The heedlessness of men, and lovers who narrowly escape being prigs, supplies, together with tho suspicions which go perilously near to jealousy in woman, a web of circumstances; and the ordinary march of life fills up the necessary balance of incident for a story which ends in tho charming suburb of Remuera. Readers who have enjoyed "My Friend Phil." "Patricia Pat,'' , and "Dicky Knight-Errant," that very remarkable boy scout of Miss Peacocke's imagining, will not he disappointed with this book. They will I find besides the observing and descriptive power of the older storios a sustained interest strong enough to take j them through to a delightfully original I denouement. ; 'THE HEART OF VIRGINIA KEEP." Edwin Baird . (Ward, Lock and Co., Melbourne.) This strong story of life in the city of San Louis i s a welcome addition to the years literature of fiction. To read it is to live the hie so closely and picturesquely depicted, and to tie rewarded by some truly great developments of character. A novelist has privileges akin to those of the Fairy Godmothers in the stories for children. Ho also is bound by the duty of using these privileges lu a maimer suitable to the adult world. Wherein uus author has succeeded well, ior when he brings his great millionaire i'reakily into the sanctum of the editor of a paper he owns and controls, and makes him ask for and get a reporter's job, there ia no shock perceptible; it seems just the thing that a millionaire, t'red of pain p. emu pomps, snou.d deliberately make himself realise what it is to earn his own living. Neither is one surprised to find what a fresh, vigorous personality this young Croesus possosses, and the discovery that he is strong and manly and direct as a backwoodsman only adds to the joy ot his acquaintance. Now, as Virginia is also a remarkably strong, original character, as well as a beauty, as she has a remarkable father, with a re-

marltabie story, ana as xnat story ib suddenly divulged by a blackmailer, it is easy to imagine that the meeting or the pseudo-reporter and,the idealyoung, lady makes things hum, even if it ■ koep s them tangled with a tangle ■ which makes the interest gallop to the end. Read the book, and the eno • will reward you; but not more than the reading. "THE KING OF A DAY." '• May Wynje. (Jarrold's, London.) The rule is that to 'write a historical novel in which there is—after the rnan- , ner of such fictional realities—much . sword-play, many narrow escapes, and a sprinkling of sudden death, it re- [ quires a man. This story of "The King , of a Day" is an esoeption to "tho rule,, . for all the machinery of disturbance is i quite up to the standard. On the other hand, there is a depth and subtlety in' the love-making, and the handling of it is go good, that one feels it must be the work of the intellect which is supposed to be always guided by intuition. The story"is'set'in the palmy days of old Pojand, when the nobles elected their Kings always in the grand manner, unimpaired by the secret briberies and corruptions which gave it the lie direct. The poriod i 3 well touched, the local colour is excellent and attractive, and the story is built in very capable fashion. \ "THE SMITHS IN WAR-TIME." Keble Howard. (John Lane, The Bodley Head, Loudon.) i As Keble Howard is a man of goniue, i you can easily guess how he presents the case of the old people who stay ai home while their young folk ore at_the iront. When ho tells you of the "old gentle-men wht lets hi« house iu order to got his share of discomfort and find a little money for the Rod Cross, a.ll of wh:ch he calls "doing his bit, ' you smile. And as the old gentleman goes through tha offices of the house- agents, growing angrier and r-edder with every step, you laugh. On the other hand, when the daughter 'phones to "Daddy" that George—the sprightly grandson, onoe the light of the house*—is missing, and when Daddy, having firmly resolved to 6ay nothing to his old wife, is forced by that observant, old lady, who. noting his distracted ways, jumps the _ truth

OUT. OI Ulia , WUOIi CJIU XiupoxiLX DU^CBtions associated with "Missing" give way to despair, and, finally, when a postcard arrives from "George" from a German hospital, demanding soap and cocoa and bacon, and news of hia pilot, "Old Trotty," and the maid, having surreptitiously read the thing, imparts the contents to tho old couple, with a shaking voice that ends in a shriek of relief, and when the old couple, roused up as if jerked by the same wire, say "Thank God!"— you feel very much like going the sama road as "the maid. And so it is for many other scenes depicted by thw oiah of genius* FOR THE BOYS AT THE FRONT. .... The London secretary of the Y.M.1 O.A. would be grateful if subscribers to tho "Times" would forward their copies to him, when finished with, for the Durpose of distribution amongst the Dominion troons, with whom New Zealand newspapers are in great u« mand. Address: —Secretary 1 .M.C.A., Strand Stores, Strand, London, W.C.2.* Over 26,000,000 pounds of Iresn vegetables and fruit have been supplied to the British Fleet through th« Vegetable Products Committee tince August, 1914.