en by the advocates of the theory of creation by
intelligence, in refutation of the evolution hypothesis, yet "no
thoughtful reader has ever felt satisfied with any one book"; "no one
has attempted to present, in all its infinity, mystery, and unfathomable
depth, the problem for which evolution is offered as a solution. This is
a fundamental failure." Of course this great need is to be supplied,
this fundamental failure made good, by Mr. Clark Braden's book. And then
the publishers break forth in words which seem to be the genuine
utterances of their own feeling: "The book is a compactly printed volume
of four hundred and eighty pages, printed on the best quality of paper,
and printed and bound in the best style of art. It contains as much
matter as most three-dollar books, and more than many of them.... Every
preacher and believer of the Bible should have a copy. All who profess
to believe these theories of evolution should, above all others, have a
copy. We want to place a copy in the hands of all parties." Doubtless.
This is delicious. Every one who believes the Bible should "have a
copy," and every one who don't believe it should "have a copy." In a
word, to "have a copy" of this book is the chief end of man, the first
requisite to reasonable existence for every human being. And then the
publishers wind up with a request for copies of the reviews of the book,
as "we desire to use them in the sale of the book, and in selecting
papers in which we will advertise." Innocent creatures! that last touch
shows how guileless they are; how they wouldn't think of such a thing as
offering a bribe to editors and publishers of newspapers; and how purely
disinterested they are in their desire to place "a copy" in the hands of
"all parties."

[8] "_The Question of the Hour, and its Various Solutions,
Atheism, Darwinism, and Theism._" By CLARK BRADEN. 8vo, pp. 480.
Cincinnati: Chase & Hall.

We fear that our pages will not be selected for the advertising of this
book; which, by the way, is commonly printed and meanly bound. Candidly
we do not think that it is the end of all things. Possibly there may be
some controversy hereafter; some men may go on investigating nature and
believing in facts alone. The book reminds us of a social sketch in
"Punch," which shows two dilapidated field preachers, evidently among
the most ignorant and feeble-minded of their class, meeting on the edge
of a heath from which people are g