She considered whether she should waken Abel and determined that she must do so, since to speak with him, if possible, she held her duty now.  He was safe if he wished to be, for she would never tell his secret.  So she bent down with her light—­to find him dead.  He had shot himself through the right temple after sunset time of the second day.

Estelle stood and looked at him for a little while, then climbed back to earth and went away through the darkness to tell his mother that she was right.

THE END

The Human Boy and the War

BY EDEN PHILLPOTTS

In this book of stories Mr. Phillpotts uses his genial gift of characterization to picture the effect of the European War on the impressionable minds of boys—­English school-boys far away from anything but the mysterious echo of the strange terrors and blood-stirring heroisms of battle, who live close only to the martial invitation of a recruiting station.  There are stories of a boy who runs away to go to the front, teachers who go—­perhaps without running; the school’s contest for a prize poem about the war, and snow battles, fiercely belligerent, mimicking the strategies of Flanders and the Champagne.  They are deeply moving sketches revealing the heart and mind of English youth in war-time.

“The book is extraordinary in the skill with which it gets into that world of the boy so shut away from the adult world.  It is entirely unlike anything else by Phillpotts, equal as it is to his other volumes in charm, character study, humor and interest.  It is one of those books that every reader will want to recommend to his friends, and which he will only lend with the express proviso that it must be returned.”—­New York Times.

“In this book Mr. Phillpotts pictures a boy, a real human boy.  The boy’s way of thinking, his outlook upon life, his ambitions, his ideals, his moods, his peculiarities, these are all here touched with a kindly sympathy and humor.”—­New York Sun.

“Mr. Phillpotts writes from a real knowledge of the schoolboy’s habit of thought.  He writes with much humor and the result is as delightful and entertaining a volume as has come from his pen for some time.”—­Buffalo Evening News.

CHRONICLES OF ST. TID

BY EDEN PHILLPOTTS

“The gifts of the short-story writer are wholly Mr. Phillpotts’.  Here, as elsewhere in his works, we have the place painted with the pen of an artist, and the person depicted with the skill of the writer who is inspired by all types of humanity.”—­Boston Evening Transcript.

“No one rivals Phillpotts in this peculiar domain of presenting an ancient landscape, with its homes and their inmates as survivals of a past century.  There is nothing vague about his characters.  They are undeniable personalities, and are possessed of a psychology all their own.”—­The Chicago Tribune.