Margaret Ogilvy

Margaret Ogilvy is a book which it is almost sacrilegious to criticise. It takes us into a region where there is no longer any relation but the common tie of humanity between author and reader. Yet just because it is so inaccessible to ordinary comment, it is easy to place the volume. It stands unmatched in literature as an idyll of the divinest of human feelings—a mother‘s love. It pictures one of those rare lives at once so transparent and so deep that they may endure any scrutiny. It lifts the veil from a family interior where faith, purity, and tenderness are native to the daily life, and as it is in the highest range of emotions that the depth and feeling of the soul are best realised, this is Mr. Barrie's finest and noblest book.