The Light Heart

Maurice Hewlett knows how to write of men and things as they are. He gives flashing pictures from human life and its settings, or better still he has the grace that Jets such pictures speak for themselves. There were men of old times whose lives as they moved and spoke were much like the abrupt setting in which they lived. Hewlett has searched their records, the tales of Iceland and the forbidding country about it. He reads, as no one who comes close to their literature can fail to do, the ...