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The Baron's Assistant Reader reports as follows to his chief--If you

want a really refreshing book, a book whose piquant savour and quaint

originality of style are good for jaded brains, buy and read _In a

Canadian Canoe_ by BARRY PAIN, the sixth volume of the Whitefriars

Library of Wit and Humour (HENRY & Co.). Most of the stories and, I

think, the best that go to make up this delightful volume have already

appeared in _The Granta_, a Cambridge magazine, which London papers

are accustomed to speak of as "our sprightly contemporary." They now

seek and are sure to obtain a wider public and a more extended fame.

There is in these stories a curious mixture of humour, insight and

pathos, with here and there a dash of grimness and a sprinkling of

that charming irrelevancy which is of the essence of true humour.

Occasionally Mr. BARRY PAIN wings a shaft against the comfortably

brutal doctrines of the average and orthodox householder, male or

female. But on these occasions he uses the classical fables and the

pagan deities as his bow, and the twang of his shot cannot offend

those who play the part of target and are pierced. Read the four

stories from the "Entertainments of Kapnides" in the "Canadian Canoe"

series, or, "An Hour of Death," "The Last Straw," and "Number One

Hundred and Three" in "The Nine Muses Minus One," and you will see

at once what I mean. Then for run-away, topsy-turvey wit I think I

would back "The Story of the Tin Heart" and "The Camel who never

got Started," against most stories I know. Mr. BARRY PAIN's stories

sometimes make me feel as if I had got hold of the key-handle of

things which have hitherto been puzzles to me. I turn it, open the

door ever so little to peep inside, and before I have taken a good

square look, Mr. BARRY PAIN slams the door in my face, and I think I

can hear him laughing on the other side at the bruise on my forehead.

That's not kind treatment, but it promotes curiosity. As for "The

Celestial Grocery," I can only say of it that it is in its way

a masterpiece. Mr. PAIN sometimes gives way to a touch or two of

sentiment, but he abstains from sloppiness. His book is not only witty

and humorous but fresh and original in style. It is admirably written.

His prose is good,--which is moderate praise, striking a balance

between the _pros_ and _cons_ of criticism. _Prosit!_ To all

holiday-makers who like quaintness and fun touched with pathos and

refinement, I say again, buy and read _In a Canadian Canoe_.

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