This is a sure for the G. H. Stern fans, particularly for those who like Monogram. But is wont extend her market, not even to the extent that Monogram may have done. It is a somewhat rambling, very charming, very characteristic chatty volume of of opinions, of moods and thoughts, with a nostalgic quality that carles one right into intimate understanding of a personality, rather than of events. There is no chronological sequence, one follows as her mind wills. It is like meeting a delightful, cultured and somewhat erratically brilliant person, and leaving her with a sense of knowing her well, but knowing almost nothing about her setting or family or what happened when. Literary lions cross her pages; in the next page she carries you back into impression and friendships of her childhood; then suddenly she is letting she thing suggest another, and you are far away. So -- again -- if you are a G. B. Stern fan you'll have fun with this. But you'll wish she had taken a little more trouble about making her signposts a little more defined for the people who don't know already what good company she is.