NEW BOOKS.

Taranaki Daily News, 22 December 1924, Page 11

NEW BOOKS.

We have received the following from Messrs. Angus and Robertson, Caetlereagh Street, Sydney:

"Nor-west O West,” by H. E. Riemann. The story of a tiny settlement in the far north of Western Australia. Pearlers, projectors, cattlemen, and the padre are all true to type, and there is the tang of the ever exasperating but always fascinating life in the “’Never Never” country. The yarns are crisp and well told. They deserve a place in the popular “Platypus” edition. _ “Dot and the Kangaroo.” A very charming play for children, particularly of course for Australian children as the title indicates, but a story giving the animal’s point of view about many thinge. and as such good to be read by any child. The play is a dramatization by-Stella Chapman and Douglas Ancelon of the story bv Ethel Pedlev.

"Cronulhi.” A «story of cattle station life “outback” in Australia by Vance Palmer. A pleasant yarn of the transition .stage of mere “oattie country” stations with their unfenced boundaries and free and easy methods. to< the modernised station where “overhead expenses” need never be lost sight of. There is little attempt at character drawing, but the station folk are natural, and therefore interesting. A really good holiday book. -The World of Little Lives,” by Gladys H. Froggatt. A popular description of Australian insects and their ways, and calculated to stimulate a greater interest in natural history than many a more technical work. The book is very well illustrated, which adds to the understanding of those who regard mo«st of the curious creatures which swarm about the earth as “just insects." It is published by the Cornstalk Publishing Co. of Sydney, and they are to be congratulated upon their work. The stories are as dainty as any fairy-tale, and have the merit of being real.

"Roee of Spadgera,” by C. J. Dennis. A sequel to “The Moods of Ginger Mick” and incidentally “The Sentimental Bloke,” as a knight errant who took seriously Mick’s legacy to “look after Rose.” It needed considerable boldness to produce a worth-while sequel to “Ginger Mick,” but Mr. Dennis has succeeded, and the many “caljlbers” of the Sentimental Bloke, and of Mick, will give it hearty welcome, if only because he “ ’ated leavin’ in the lurch what Ginger Mick, me cobber, left behind!'’