Colonel WARD is a true friend of Russia. "This
great people are bound to recover, and become all the stronger for their
present trials," are the concluding words of his preface. That this
prophecy may come true must be the prayer of all of us who remember what we
owed to Russia during the earlier part of the War.
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It was perhaps my misfortune that, not having read the book in which Mr.
EDGAR RICE BURROUGHS recorded the earlier adventures of his hero, _John
Carter_, in the red planet Mars, when that gentleman precipitated himself
thither (from the banks of the Hudson, of all places), I found myself in
more senses than one out of my element. Not that it really matters; since
the Martian existence of _Mr. Carter_ was apparently of that wild and
whirling character, familiar to patrons of the Continuous Programme, in
which one thrill follows upon another so fast that their precise order
becomes of small moment. When I tell you that the opening chapters of this
remarkable nightmare--_The Gods of Mars_ (METHUEN)--contain monsters with
one white eye and mouths in their hands, flying pirates, an air-ship that
sinks down a volcano, an ageless witch who--but why continue? The
publishers call these happenings "bold;" but this is a pitiful
understatement.
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