Some months ago Miss Phelps published, in a monthly, a pathetic story. Jack is a sailor. He marries a girl whom he finds in the streets, but who has a true womanly nature beneath her doubtful exterior. There is some happiness for them; but rum and jealousy lead finally to wife-murder and suicide.
Now this story comes from Houghton, Mifflin & Co., in book form, with twenty admirable illustrations, by C. W. Reed. On the rough-papered board covers is a rude cross, which may stand both for the crucifix tattooed on Jack's arm, and for the mast of his ship.
A sad and thrilling story,—one common enough among us; as it will ever be, till human hearts are cleansed of unrighteousness.
