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iressionism of James Joyce
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By Ernest Boyd
JHF r'ectrinalre seal of a coterie
? leercs to be bent upon leaving
I the profoandly Irish genius of
j James Joyce in possession of a
luTt'.y cosmopolitan reputation,
?nk1r.d fate which has always
-rtAta writers tsolated from the
?a*cr.s of which th.ey are a part
idjreser.-rd to tho world without
*'.T^r5pe<'t?''!"',? To the Irish mind no
jajJK tppreciatlon of Joyce is in
^Mtryaome aligbt consideration for
:i?icts cf Irelar.d's literary and in
-.:'f.:al tvolution, ar.d the effort now
v?:rj r.ade to cut him off from the
,,*rL e? which he is a tributary is
,ji,:'.j- futile. Fortunately, his work
tmto refute most of the ingenious
ifl^ptiers for which it has furnished
? sjtest. notably the theory that; it is
jLfi?werable challenge to the sep
tti uiatence of Anglo-Iriah litera
;-?-< None shows more unmistakab'.y
jMmprint of tho author'a race and
? ? ?
teje wh? have been weaned with
ffiulty f'nrfl tn? notion that the
uUj-scarum aportsmen and serio
iLpea santa of the Lever sehool rep?
ort Ireland. only to adopt the more
rtcr.t 6urrr5t't!?ri rt' a land filled with
'e?t>chau::?. heroea out of Gaelie
liBjr.d and Celtic twilight, naturally
f:i Jar.es Joyce diseoncerting. Ar
jfljinglr. 'Vr"' '"?r^'*r repudiate him
tiigethrr er attempt to explain him at
?v? ?xp?r.!>e of all h!s Irish contem
!be argvment appears to be this:
.'. M. Sy-tijro and .lames Stephens are
Iriih. Taerefore, Joyce is "Kuropean."
^ir-ea'. the simple truth is that "A
Peiraltaf the Artist as a Young Man"
Is to the Irish novel what. "The Play
tot'of tha Western World" is to Irish
dnica?:le unlque and significant
wffk, the master plece which lifts the
ri-.re oul of the commonplace Into the
utional literature, Like most of his
ftliow eraftsmen in Ireland, Joyce
began ill work in fiction -with the in
evitabla folume of short stories.
"Dabli'strs" differed from the oth?rs,
nol .a techr.ique, but in quality, and.
sbceilk in its affinity with the great?
est oft he hrer.eh realists, from whom
.'4rr.es Joyce learned his craft as George
Veore did before him. It ia not mere
loinciaence that the best novels of
Dttmjporary Irish life should come
from th? o.-ily two writers who sub
?itud ? that French influence, until
they raastered it. and created out "f it
!oie:h:ng of their own. The genesis
-:' all that the author has since pub
Ushtd is in that suporb collection of
tinriit ol midd:e-c!ass life in Dublin.
I r\U3LIN is the fresco upon which
\ Jirr.es Joyce has woven all the
imazfng patterns designed by an imag
utisri which is at once romantic and
ulUtic, brilliant and petty, full of
jwarful fantasy, yet preserving an al
-:<.'. incredible faculty of detailed ma
SUiaj observation. He is governed by
f.c.rror and dele?tation of the circum
lancea which molded the life of h:s
:'nhen Dedalus, in that o'.ty which he
i. carried away with him during the
r.g ycais of hia expatriation, and
-ott record he has consigned to the
pages of "A Portrait of the Artist"
uid "Ulysses." ?
The former ii* a relentiess chronie'e
('. a so il stifled bv material and intel
Uttial squalor, a Huysmansesque docu
-.-? -, hose pages are redolent oi the
?.' of Dublin's shabby resjieetabil
'?. rages in which the very voice and
"h: of Dublin are perceptible. f'ul
'..*! for Stephen Dedalus is represent
':;?'- the pedantries of medieval meta
ris:cs, reiigion by the dread of hell,
?11 by "he ur.speakable frowsiness of
".'. city's undeTworld. Drifting be
>en such extremes the young artist
fintegrates, in a process which be
?jea a remarkable pieco of persor.al
^: social analysis.
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?h? book belor.gs tn great traditior.
<? Flaubert and the brothers Gon
?rt, when realism had not yet degen
Oted into mere reportmg. That i?
'?' torab e lineage, and one to which
?fcjlo-Irisb literature is proud to owe
> nrst m< iern novel of contemporary \
oahmanners who3e place is in the i
bt rar.i o^ Action. The a'nxiety with j
ich certain critics have denied the !
' aenl gins of James Joyce's meth- |
?' equal ] only by their refusal to
'"''' th< nescapable actuality of his
jiteria The latter conflicts with the
p0ry ..a;. gyngg ^as iocai whereas
"?'e ir European. The former is baf- ?
'' ' ' all whose literary horizon is I
?nded k . Paris, because already in i
'?? Portrait of the Artist'' there is a
: U "snsition to Expressionism, '
P & ia fully de\e!oped in "UlySBes." j
'-:y??er" the analysis of Stephen :
edalue in particular, and of Dublin :
Reneral, is carried a step further,
v much further may be imagined
tr,.? fact that this vast work of
than ~,2~> quarto pages covers the ;
" ' leaa than twenty-four hours. ;
mta a day in the life of Stephen
? and Leopold Bloom and shows
a marvelous microcosm the move-'
' "- r the city's existence in erer
!rr?id;r.g circles ar.d ripples of ac
related by a method which
'?*'? of Jules Romains and the
Pn?ttlmi8tee. But ita form is more ,
to that of the German Kxpres-I
? ? ?
The technical ;r.novations which be- ,
?n to show in "A Portrait c^ the
fcrti-t aa a Young Man" are here ad
Wed -o the poir.t of a deliberate
IqPiutifl method. whose cumulative, e'|
?ct ii wonderful. The occasional use
? itjftiiologue, the r.otation of random
ttaapoken thoughta as they pass '
ngn the mind of each character, >
^?"t'Oduction without warning of .
tt?tchea of converaatlon, of pr.olonged ,
dUlojrue,, now almost entirely tak*
the plnce of narrative.
The final chapter. for instance, ia a
reverle of fortytwo page?, without any
kind of punctuation except the break
of paragraphs, In which the whole
Bexual life 0f Leopold Bloom'a *\<o
rushes pcll-moll into her consciousness
It is almost always in these passages
of introspect.on that. the author re
veala the sex interests and experiences
of his people, and in the emptying out
of their minds naturally a great deal
3s uncovered to the. diacomfiture of
convention. The charges of "immoral
ity," which Joyre has had to face, have
been based. as a rule, upon auch
* ? ?
Y'?T, r?rely in literature has eroti
eism appeared in auch harsh and
disillusioned guise as in the work of
James Joyce, where it oacillatea be?
tween contemptuous Rabelaisian rib
tldry and th? crude horror and fasei
nation of the body as seen by the great
Catholic ascetics. The glamour of love
is absent nnd there remains such an
analysla of repressed and stuntcd in
stincts as only an Irishman could have
made to explain the curious conditions
of Irish puritanism. But the analyais
is not put forward ln any intention of
criticism; didacticism is alien to ?11
that Joyco has written. He has simply
compiled the record, reconstructed b.
period in his life and left us to draw
* * ?
; "TTlysses" !? simultaneottsly a mas
terpieco of realism, of documentation,
and a most original dissection nf the
Irish mind in certain of its phases
usually hitherto ignored, excent for the
hints of George Moore. Dedalus and
Rloom are two types of Dubliner such
as were studied in Joyce's flrst book of
stories, remarkable pieces of national
and. human portraiture. At the same
tirr.o the? eerve as the medium be?
tween the reader and the vie unanime
of a who!? community, whose exist
ence is enrolied before their eyes,
? through which we see, and reaches our
I consciousness as it filtera into their
As an experlment in form "Ulysses"
more effectively accomplishes Its pur
pose than Jules Romains did in "La
Mort de Quelqu'un." for out of the
innumerahte fragments of which this
mosaic is composed Joyce has created
a Lv.ng whole, the complete represen
tation of life. Th- book might have
been called "La Vie de Quelqu-un,"
for it is not the per*on-i! existence of
Dednlus and Bloom that matters so
much as the social orgar.ism of which
they are a part
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JTERMANV BAHR, in his "Expres-!
sionismus" f 1916 ;. describes the,
advent of Expressionism in terms
which summarire appropriately the
evolution of Joyce. "The eye of the
body Is passive in everything; it re
ceives and, whatever is impressed upon
it by outward charm is more powerful
than the activity of the eye itself, more
powerful than what it sn'zes of that
outward charm. On the other hand, the
eye of the mind is active and merely
tises as the material of its own power
the reflections <-.f reality. . . . Now it.
seems that in the ris.ng generation
th" mind is strongly asserting itself.
It is turning away from exterior to
interior life. ar.d listening to tha voices
of its own secrets. . . . Such a gen?
eration wil! repudiate Impressionism
and demand an art which sees with !
the eyes of the mind: Expressionism is '
the natural successor of Impres
Much has heen written about the
symbolic intention of this work, of it?
relation to the. "Ddyssey," to which
the plan of the three first and last.
chapters. with the twelve cantos of the
adventures of Ulysses in the middle, is
supposed to correspond. Irish criticism '
can hardly be impressed by this aspect
of a work which, in its meticulous de
tailcd documentation of Dublin. nvals
Zola in photographic realism. In its
bewildering juxtaposition of the real j
ar.d the imaginary, of the common
place and the fantastic, Joyce's work
obviously declares its kinship with the t
Expressionists, with AValter Hasen- '
clever or Georg Kaiser.
With "Ulysses'' James Joyce has
made a daring and valuable experi
ment, breakmg new ground in English
for the future development of prose
narrative. But the "European'' in?
terest. of the work must of r.ecessity
be largely technical, for the matter is
as local as the form is universal. ln
fact, so local is it that many pages re
mind the Irish reader of "Hail and
Earewel!," except that the allusions are'
to matters and personalities more ob-'
* * ?
To claim for this book a European !
s-ignificance simultanecuxly denied to I
J. M. Synge and James Stephens is to
confess complete ignorance of its
genesis and to invest its contents with a
mysterious imnort which the actuality
of references would seem to drny.
Whiie James Joyce is endowed with the,
wonderful fantastic imagination which
conceived the far.tasmagoria of thr
?ifteenth chapter of "Ulysses," a vision
of a Dublin Brocken. whose scene is thr
l.ndrrworld. he also has the defects and ;
oualities of naturalism which prompts
him to catalog the Dublin tramways
^rid to explain with the preciuion of a '
guide book how thp city obtains it?
In fine. Joyce is essentially a realist!
as Fiaubert was. but, just as the authnrj
bf "Madame Bova*ry" never was bound
by the formula subsequently erectedj
into the dogma of realism. the er?ator(
e'k Stephen Dedalus has escaped from I
th|e same bondage. Flaubert's escape
was by way of the Romanticism from j
which he started. Joyce's is by way of
Exrvessionism, to wh.cb he has ad- j
Tanced- ., I
Frederio F. Van De Water, con?
ductor of "The Tower" in The
Tribune, has written n. volume
about the. exploits of "Tho Grey
Books of Yestervear
Hearn as a Crltlc
A SHORT time ago, on a lltera
turo shelf of the Public Lib?
rary. I found Lafcadio Hearn's
lectures to Japanese students,
a large, heavy book. Of course, I had
heard of Lafcadio Hearn and vend nn
occasional reference to him, but I had
never read anything written by him.
It's a wonderful hook!
Every one who love? good reading
and good writing should read it. It
gave me an experience ns revivifying,
as delightful as to come upon a clear,
cool spring on a thirst-provoking hike.
These lectures t0 Japanese students
could have been delivered tn Americans
with prof-.t to the latter. If very young
people v:oTo introduced to Shakespeare,
Keats, Foe 0r other great literary fig?
ures by Hearn, they surely would ac?
quire a love for the masters that would
never be buried under the. avalanche of
When I read what people write about
books. stories. piays or poems It usual?
ly leaves me only with a consciousness
nf having been bombarded with words.
It's very easy to be sneering or mawk
ish, and they srem nearly always one
or the other. In spite of their evident
efforts I never could get. the slightest
desite to read the works they dis
cuss.ed. But Hearn stimulated me to a
wish to reread every author he men
He has several rjualities a3 a writer
that make this book delightful. One
i3 the "historical faculty" I suppose
that. is a sublimated or extended form
of sympathy- -and he knows how to
condense. He understands words, what
to say and what is not necessary to
say he does not need to pile up henps
of language. ln three or four sen
tences he illumiri.-it.es a subject or the
personality of an author so as to leave
a clear picture with th? reader. 1 no
ticed this particularly in his lectures
on Shakespeare and on Poe.
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JJEARN'S style is delightful ar.d
makes this large book more inter
esting than hundreds I ha\o read of a
third its bulk. He writes with the de
ceptive simplicity nf true art. At the
end of the book I fell no fatigue, only
regret that there was not more 0f it.
Of how many collections of lectures is
this true ?
He seems to me a perfect criilc. He
goes at each subject with calm dispas
sion, illumined by the light of common
sense and warmed by real human kind
MRS. FRANCES WIERMAN.
2951 West Fourth Strpot, Los Angeles,
MT ANTONIA?By Wllla r3,h?r?
HFIRK is a reality and n beauty
of description in Willa Cather's
treatment ot" the prairie coun
try that must bring a wonder
i'lg sigh of gratitude from anv
one who has lived there. The pages
spill color; words sing with life. There
is a breadth and openness as fine as the
land about which she is writmg. It is
brimming with a love of nature that
o\erlooks neither its loveliness nor its
cruelty. lt is in tune with the singing
prairie winds: it. is as virile as the
hardy prairie growths; as lyric as tha
call of the laiid, as epic as the seasons.
"M*, Antonia" is a quiet, deliberate,
yet rapturous account of life on the
N'ebraska prairie? when men and women
were learning to harness. its wealth to
their needs by wresting the trt-asutes
from its soil. It tells of tho?- early
days, thirty years ago. when many peo?
ple still lived in sod-houses and caves
and rode six miles to their nearest
neighbori. lt is filled with the details
of a mode of living unknown and
Mrange to us, but which our ancestors i
knew sometimes or.ly too well. Peopie !
starved or prospercd ;n ratio 'o their i
energy. Bravery and unending toil '
were common necessities. Ambition?
foi r new plow, a frame house, a cow?
was a driving force.
Jim Burden, who tells the story after
a lapsf of years, went out to live with
his gidndparcnt? when he was ten.
and Antonia Shimerria. thr young
daughter of a Bohemian family, who .
were their nearest neighbors, becomes
.-0 woven into his life and all his ?
memories that th" association is |
never broken. lt is a fine tale cf ,-?
girl whose demand for contact with
thc earth of which she was so much
a part is both genuine ami appeaiing
- a merry, hard-working, i'ear!cs?
earth-woman, who needs no sympathy i
ar.d yet evokes it.
It brings home r.ompelling'y, too, a
thing which we more cultlvated and
srtinciai folk are apt to forgpt; that
these people know- the same joys and I
despairs, loves and hates. failures and!
triumphs as do we who are, perhaps,
more articula*e but less elemental. The j
jrama of life goe.-- on as fiercely in the j
Western grain country and little
prairie town as it does in the close- ,
Dacked F'ast. Distance and loneliness !
dccentunte, if anything, the potgnancy
of grief and happiness. I
There is a belief. an understanding,:
ar.d a simplicity of telling-in "My j
Antcnis" that will not easilv b* sur- :
passed. ADELE DE LEEUW.
Paris News Letter ?$ji
By Lewis Galantiere
ON NE prete qu'aux richea"
is a French proverb with
particular appllcation to
witty stories. It is always
I'n Tc! (whose wit in r*
nowned) upon whom is fixed the re
aponsibility for anuising anecdotes or
clever riptrstcs. Thus th* late Mon?
signor Duchosne, momher of the French
Acadrmy, churchman, srholar and most
caustic of wits, is made the source of
much anecdotal entertainment.
This great man was for thirty years
the hi0hest French authority on Church
history. His resemblanca to Voltaire
lod Anatole. France to rrniark that Vol?
taire is (hereby proved to have been a
saintly gentleman. Oi'ners maintained,
!" ^e contrary, that thi, resemblance
was visible proof of Monsignor
Duchesne's scepticism. 1% that. as it
may, one. of the prelate's best known
boutades is "Digitus in oculo" a, a
euggested title for nn unfortunate en
cychcal pvjhlished by Pius X. This, it
'a said, cost him the hat he never
Cardinal Mathieu had little love for
him. Abbd Duchesno having been
; named member oi a commission to ex
[amine the authenticity of certain rel
ics, the Cardina] said, dryly, "I pity the
i rclics," He anticipated, in a manner,
: tbe remark of Etlenne Lamy, who,
' when the Abbe was received at the
j Academy, said to him, "You are the
? least credulous of believers."
| Monsignor Duchesne waited long to
j revenge himself upon Cardinal Ma?
thieu. l'he latter was nn inordinate
\ lover of bridge. After th.e CardinaPs
| death Monsignor Duchesne said:
- "Hardly had he r?m, to heaven, scarce
ly hnd he heen introduced into the
presenco of the Father. the Son nnd
the Holy Ghost, when the Cardinal
cned, 'We nre four What do yOU 8ay
to n game of bridge.?' "
He lived very simply in Paris in two
rooms, tended by his concierge. There
many years ago, his well-known skep
tiasm was put to test by the seminar
isfs who came to him for counsel. One
of the students brought under his coat
a small statue of Our Lady of Lourdes.
i,, vfil"? the corlcieree found it
ui the nbhes waste bnsket. On the
next visit the student brought. another,
which disappeared in the same fashion.
ihis continued throughout tho sem
ester, and it is said that ultimately
the daughter of the concierge opened
a shop for the sale of statuettes of
Our Lady of Lourdes. ... I have
not verified the story.
Cocteau's New Pocms
1V/ITH the copy of Jean Cocteau's
''liew volume of poems,"Voeabulaire "
comes a note rvnm h(s puDiiSnera
Ut-ditions de la Sirene) expressing Mr
< octeau's regret that illness prevents
his inscribing the little book. Indeed,
the ;llness of the young poet has becn
the cause of grave concern to his
friends, whose wishes for his recoverv
eonlnin a eertain accent of despair.
Locteau is not only an excellent poet.
he is also an able draftsman < as bis
portrait sketches in the "advanced"
English musical weekly "Fanfare" In?
dicate', and his vigoroua intellect has
done much in the servico of those
young composers whom the publie
dubbed instinctively "Les Six."
"Voeabulaire" is one of those titles
of which we say that it "disarms
criticism. It. expresses justly the idea
that its contents are working toward
a literature; that he would seize and
nx the spirit of his time in the aban
dnnment of yestarday's materials,
Nothing else, it seems" to me, could
I.A MORT DE L'AMIRAL,
le rlre du chpvn' sauvag-n
sortant nu de chez le barbier.
Nos mains, capuclnes?de I'atre,
r-i le conteau rla Is colombo
et la niomie en son herbler
'-' I'amlral debout: I! eorr.br*
comme un rldeau de thea're
. , lUd pa " tOUl I- rivage
I This, j believe, pretenda only te.
being a new dialect. It advanoei to
? such coharence ns is contained in
! \ olcl, inuii en i-oivlrea, Bapho,
I'e-ii r,, fui j. molndre d?fa.u*
I'l-im-!, \>nu*. \e* eoqulllagaa
?u? vnus entr'ouvrea sur le* pl&caa,
nnd culminates in the dellcate wit and
charming sentiment of
GABRIBL AI3 VILLAOB
Voua elaa groaaa, tl11 I'ance,
voua nuron un (lla aans marl;
Pardonnea al j? voua d*ran?*.
i-ito fur.Mi d'.iniirincnr
??a ohoaea par la, fanatre,
7)ni" "" l"?u Is llancae
UUI ami amour voudralt connaltra,
;an?".*'-*i va, comm* fonta
|'*k he kea, vera I'lnhumaln,
'?h petli* a un p?u honta
"i a-*- cashe dana ses nmina.
Oro of CocNu's loveliest poems ia
M'Bntendez vous Ainsi?" an apos
trophe to "France gentille et verdoy
snte, in which he says:
Sl Ja Lo rhante a ma facon,
?..fiai-un sa detourne et me moqui,
Mala un tour nrrlva lepoqua
Ou lorellla entend \a. ehanson.
Intelhgence and facility, irony and
f-.nta.My, those are tho elementa of
Cocte&us poc-try. He 13 as ccrtainly
the most mteresting of the young
poets as Taul Valery is the graveet
; and finest of the older poets in France.
Vigorous Xew Realist
JT WAS ln 19H that Roger Martin!
, ^ du Gard published his "Jean Barols."
IThc war broke out at a moment when
|the hook had commenced to receive
wide attention; in common with much1
else it was forgotten in the days that
followed. Last year the Nouvelle Re
vue Francaise republished lt. I read
it with great interest; a novel of the
life of an atheist, reared in a Catholic
milieu, who came to maturity during
the Dreyfus affair and who was, as
may be anticipated, a violent Drey
fusard. The hook had been overpraised
to me. It is filled wlth platitude; it is
rudely, commonly written, but it is
passinnately honcst, carved ln granite,
with an e.rergy, a restless determina
tion to tell tho truth and all of the
truth, and a verisimilitude that re
eail thn burning sincerity of' Jules
To-day we have the flrst volume of
Martin du Gard's new novel, "LeS Thi
bault." It will be published, the au-!
thor tells us, in eight or ten volumes
at intervals of a couple of months. The
first is of novelette Iength, containinjr
about two hundred heavily leaded pages.
lt. narrates the runaway of two school
boys of fourteen years, one from the
home. of a family of practicing Cath
olics. the other the son of a rotostant
family, the discovery of their gray note
book. containing the romantic corre
spondence of the lads, their pursuit
and their recapture.
Already in this book we are made
acquainted with a half dozen incisively
portrayed characters, among whom i't
would be difficult to choose the mOBt
excellent. The. boys and their parents,
at any rate, are not easilv forgotten.
This is also. to my knowledge, the first
FVench novel in which there appears a
Christian Science practitioner, to work
a miraclo when doetors havo given up
hope. He is, for the American reader,
somewhat grotesquely drawn. In any
case we have here a great improvement
in technique over "Jean Barois" and
the admirable beginning of what prom
Ises to be a magnificently frank and
honest novel, rough hewn out of life.
Barres at His Best
(.. TEAN' BAROIS" reminds me that I
J should be doing you a service if I
recalle.d to you a certain narration of
the other "affair"?that of Panama. One
of the most absorbing and dramatic
books in all literature, a book which
cno rereads immediately after the first
reading in order to reconstruct. mentally
without flaw its fascinating, imperially
sordid story, is "Ce que J'ai vue au
temps du Panama" in Maurice Barres'
"Leurs Figures." 1 know as well as any
one the nationalist-propagandist that
Barres has become; he remains, never
theless, a great personality in French
letters and in this book he. has written
the finest specimen of literary report
ing which exist?. His portraits of
Reinach and Clemenceau are unparal
leled for verity and dramatic interest.
The Week's Books
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AMERICAN i TiMMEROUL CRED1TS By
Wllbert Ward 'Ronald Presa).
THE VAN EVCKS AND THEIR FOL
LOWERS. By s-r- Martin Conway CDut
'?'<'?' A comprehensive study of th??e
Hemlsh paliuera, illustrated,
THE CITT OF FIRE. By dra.-e Llvlng
ston Hlll (Llpptncott). Summer fictlon.
WHAT'S BEST WORTH RATING. Bv the
Rev Richard Roberts (Doran). A book
ef phrases and tiuotatlons.
rHE PIGHTING STARKLETS By Cap
??i'-n Theodore Goodrtdge Roberta (Page)
'THE MAKING OF A SAIXT. By V,'
gomerset Maugham (The ?t Botolph
Socletj i Reprini of one of th? earliest
noveis by th- nurhor r.f "The Moen and
BUpem e "
A HOOSIER AUTOBIOGRAPHT By Wll
llani Dudley Foutke (O.xford University
Press) Life of a pioneer,
AN INTRODUCTION TO THE PHTLOS
OPHV OF LAW Hy Roscoe roun-1
'Yale University Press) .! u-st tha:.
THE OLD STONE AGE By Marjorie and
i' If B Quennell fPutnam) Picture of
the everyday life of prehistorlc man.
I WALKED IX ARDEN By Jack ('raw
ford (Knopf) No\r| about a Br.tish
American .inri an American hrlde.
IMMORTAL ITA1.T My Edgsr A. Mowrer
< Apvileton I. About the beautles and
charactei of Italy
OLD ENGLISH POETRV By ,T. Duncan
Spaeth iPrlncelon University Pressi.
"Beowulf" and other less well known
HAPPT RASCALS. By F. Morton Howard
i Dutton) Light novel.
PRACTICAI, PHVSICS. By Biack and
Davis (Macmlllan). Textbook, llluaj
THE QU1CK-STEP OF AN EMTEROR
B> 0. P. Messervy (Grant Ric-hardai.
Sludy of ihf- career of Maxlmlllan of
THE CRTSTAL COFFIN By Msurice
R'-'S'.and (McBrlde) Highly neuroticbut
interesting novel by the aon of the
author, Edmond Rostand
n: AMP.1NG WITH A POET TN THE
ROCKIES, !-?;. Stephen Graham lAp
r'.-toni A count of a irip with Vachel '
LITTLE ADVENTURES IN NBWSP.V
PERDOM B> Fred W Allaopp (Arkan
.?;?? Writer Publlshlng Company). Stories
and lottes f-'om th" orevie
THE LOVE STORV OF ALIETTE BRUN
TON. Bj Gllberl Frankau (.Century).
Novel about <i woman who lea\es her
f'LOTS AND PERSOXALITIE8. By Slos
.-? ii and Bownej iCenturyi. Dtals with ,
Hi*, technique of fictlon wrlting.
OUp RAILROADS TO-MORROW By Ed?
ward Hungerford (Century). Study cf
THE LAURENTIAN8. B> T. Morris Lrrnaj
?=tr?';h (Century). Descrlbea -he home
life of the people portrayad in "Maria
Chapd ela i ne. "
THE COMPLETE RADIO BOOK Bv
fatea and f'ac*-nt (Century). Tells how .
to set '.ip a radio ai.ipara.tus and keep It
ln ord'r j
Al THE MOMENT OF DEATH. By Ca
mllle Flajnmarlon (Century). A book on ;
spiritism aod th? oceuit
THE BUILDING OF AN ARMY. By John
Dlcklnson (Century) History of Amer
Ican mliltary forces from inls io 1920.
IHE SECRETS OF SVENGALI. By J. H. j
Du al 'James T White Co .' A trea'.is*. ;
THE GREAT SECRJ5T. By Maurlc* Maet
?rllnek (Century), A new collection of '
?sp*-.-s by th* Belgian mystle.
THE JvOVB MATCH. By Arnold Bennett i
^Doranj. A comedy about marrlaa;*,
TO-MORROW WB D1ET. By Ntna Wllcox
Putnam. (Dorani. Mra. "Putnam tella
how she losl twenty pounds.
A SHORT H3STORV OF A.MEIUCA>T LIT
R3RATURE. Edited hy William Peter
field Trent, .tnriti Ersklne. Stuart P.
Sherman unil Carl Van Doren iPutniml,
A survey baacd upon tlie mora oxha.ua
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ESSENTIALS OF ANATOMY AND PHTR
IOLOGY By Anv. Elizabeth Pope fPut
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nurses and students
MAXt'AI. OF OBSTETRICAU NURSINO
By Nancy E. Cidmiii, R. N. (Putnam).
Ftecommonded aa the most up-to-date,
book nn th* subject for nuraes and lay
THE HOME OF THE INDO-EUROPEANS.
Ry Harold H. Render (Princeton Univer?
sity Press i. A phlloaophlcal and ethno
THE TRUTH ABOUT THE .IEWS Ry
Walter Hurt (Horton A Co.) More III
erature nn the Semltle problem.
THE GERMAN CONSTITUTION. Ry Ren
Brunet 'Knopf- With a prefacs by
''harles A Bear.l.
THE CAMOM'ILK. By CPtherlne Cara-vall
? Harcourr. Rrace). Novel to be reviewed
HOAX". Anonymoua (Doran) Novel of
voung love as viewed by a father.
SUPPLY AND DEMAND By H. D. Hen?
derson (Harcourt, Bracel. Econmlca.
STLLABUS. Iaaac Plimnti Shorthand.
iTsaac 1'ltman 4. Sons). Shorthand text
A MAN1A1, OF THE SHORT STORY
ART. Ry Gtenn Clark (MacMillanl. An?
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in_ nufa cture
WHAT TIMMT DID. By Mrs. Relloe
Lownes (Dorani. Novel to be reviewed
THE EYES r'F LOVE. By Corra Harris!
(Dorani Novel to be reviewed later.
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of tha clevereat of the ue?- magazine j
JIMINV. Bj G.ihert W. (Jabriel (Doran3.
Novel to b* reviewed later.
French critics welcome the shock
ing candor of Newton Fuessle's
realistic novel. "A book of books,"
says NT. Y. Herald. "One comes to
feel that Gold Shod is America
and Fielding Glinden its soul," says
Robert Morss Lovett in The New
Republic*. A hit in London.
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CHANTINfJ WHBBLS. By Hubbard
: Hutchlnaon. Published by Ct. p. i'ut
nam'a Sons. 3; 7a.
A FACTORY is usually thought of
as a placa of discoid, But
Dante Rosetti Raleigh, musi
, cian, idealiat and manual worker, secs
? fn the process of making steel a thing
of innumerable orertones and harmo
: nies. The walding of a hot steel bar is
i an overture to bim; ar.d an industrial
plant in full blast is a symphony.
i Raleigh is represented as a young
; man who abhors professional uplift;
| he is threatened with expulsion from
I the Y. M. C. A. building for indulging
| in some indiscreet doubts about
i orthodox theology. However, in h:s
; own way he is something of an up
lifter himself. He appeals to the for?
eign born workmen through their love
of music, and thwarts the machina
tions of a union agitator by organlzing
a chorus to thunder forth the praises
of the steel industry. Raleigh doesn't
believe in strikes or in unions. His
opinion on the latter subject is
summed up in the following utterance:
"I think they are a siliy tyranny.
Fancy not being able to work when you
want to, and for whom."
The book shares a common fault of
first novels-the hero is rather too
generously endowed with virtues. For
one thing, however, we must be t.hank
ful. When Dante Rossetti gets into ar.
inevitable fight with a rough, husky
worker named Mulgully, the author
doesn't. give him an impossible fistic
vietory. Then Mr. Hutchinson has an
excellent sense of humor. The chapter
in which Raleigh horrifies a dinner
party of social gnobs by po.-ung as a
manual laborer and violating every
rule in the Encyclopedia of Etiquette
is extremely well done. The plot of
Mr. Hutchinson'a first; novel is so
original in conception and so vigorous
in execution that we. may reasonably
cherish the best expectations of his
future work. W. H. C.
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An Idle ldy\
By Louis Kantor
PIERRE AND L.UCU Bv Romaln R?I
Imi'l Henry Holt * Co.
1~**H13 aimost touchlng little w>r
love story, by the foamlng (in
* the sense that Niagara jfene
rates foam with casual ferocity)
author of tho overp.-aised ".fean Chris
tophe," is, I suppose, what is called an
: idyl. The publisher quotes a reviswer
: in "The Nation" as having written: "M.
Rolland has written an idyl, an idyl
i of love that Is 'born under ihe wing of
'death.'" I should substitute the yawn
mg little word idle. This birth under
; the "wing of death" confusea me, too,
for I found nothing "alive." in "Pierre
and Luce." Maybe it was Hue to the
translator's practice of birth control.
i 1 do not, know. ! do not care.
The book is like (hat. You don't
: care. It is so wan, dim. Not the dim
i ness of unreality. No, I'm for that.
; It's the dimness horn of exhaustion'?
1 temporarily, no doubt, In the present
| instance? the exhaustion, that ii to
| say, of the artist's creative fuel. You
'can't make a rich, golden, foaming fire
? wi'h chars of the precious fuel; at.
i bost, you can achieve a winey, mellow
j reflection of that fire. But not if
; you're exhausted. And somehow nna
I feels, knows, that. Rolland was tired,
; tired, when he sat down to compose
jthis etory. Perhaps he is "wTltten
i out." I hope not.
Totentially the story indicates the.
i poignance of the dsath of Youth (Life)
: during a war: the last war, for *x
ample, which imprisoned the sensitive
young, the unlived, in a blacker than
block, sun-destroying Chinese wall of
anguish. M. Rolland wants ycu to see
! that wall in Pi^rre's heart, budding
mind; but he doesn't help you to. If
you want to see lt, you do; if you
don't want. to, you don't. Y'our reac
. tion is voluntary.
The pity and the terror must be pro
' vided by the reader. and even that
creative contribution doesn't help. The
story simply does not come off unless
you carry a eonvietion about "far ln*
! your brcast pocket, unless you are
willing to arcept tho end fhlnt'd at. but
I never aohievd nor openly arrived at)
! as the means that is, unless you *r??
i willing to accept tho author's mot.ive,
i his intention, as the result. After al-,
I it is not enougb that a seed is planted;
the. tree must grow if you wanf. tn m*
spplcs. Ar.r] I am not even certain *.hat
M. Rolland planted a s*?d.
rpFTE story )?. slmple enotjgh.
are no full-dress villains or
ladies. Tho villain is War. The hero
? is Youth. Tho heroine la Lore.
ficene: Paris during tho ear'y ter
rible months of 1918.
Action: Youth in tho symboll,-; sbjip?
wor?hips Lure. his Goddess of Love. B'lt
the govetmrnents of tho civilized world
are plaNing nn old, noisy game devised
(o make "copy" for future Mr. Wella'l
and Mr. Van Loons. Pierre, strange'y
enough, dopsn't. want to play that game.
He R.'ems to pref^r that. o'her and much
?more amusing form of warfare--love.
But finally he realixes that he. must gn.
However, ho wants to know lifo steadil7
; and whole before ho goes off to tbe
great human abyss. Quite naturally. I
1 should say. Luco agreps, naturally.
, Tho morning before their appointed
night of edueation finds Pierro ar.d!
' I.uce in a cathedral for th" adoratien
of an Ir.finite Being. BAmhs droppei
casually from the beavens by a bored
enerny aviator destroy tho cathedral,
tho adoration and the lo?ming great
night. . . .
i But the flame of the \ov? w'nich Msdfj
Pierro ard Luce is a fading ye'le-w
tipped with iron gray. It % a wear;/,
eiderly attempt to croate the b!a:ir.g
esctasy of young, naked love. Rolland
might havo given rhe = o two eighteen
year-olds body instead if middle-agei
mind clothes to cover the lack of bodv,
Ho might?really it is a pity.
The Great American Cowhoy
??r*"T"AHE COWBOY" (Scribner'sL
I by Philip Ashton Rollins, is
8 fascinating reading, a treas
ury of cattle country anec
doto and information beside whose
t pieturesqueness the average wild and
woolly novel seems a bit flat and color
less. In writing it the author? avowed
purpose was to counteract the impres
sion of the ranchers created by the
omnipresent t.wo-gun-man story, and
we recommend his work heartily to the
writers of al! such novels. It is an
extraordinary 353-page courae in West
, ern atmosphere and background, writ?
ten by one who knew the cow country
well in the heydey of the cattleman.
* * *
Mr. Rollins'? achievement, we admit
rather rcgretfully, lies chiefly in mak?
ing an pncyclopedia interesting. 'L'he
very chapter headmgs are suggestive
of the Brit9nnica?Cowboy Character.
Saddles, Br.die, Lariat and Quirt, Live
I Stock, Equipment and Furnishings?
these titles give an idea of the topical
i method which the writer follows. We
are given an intimate picture of all
the details of Western life. With that
the author appears satisfted to rest.
This i? not a criticism -it is a ia
ment. , We cannot help feeling that
with his familiarity with the cow coun?
try Mr. Rollins could have given us a
comprehensive view of the West as a
whole and the part it has played in
American life, could have made. a real
contribution to the interpretative his
, tory of this country. But he has kept
his eyes so close to his subject that
i "The Cowboy," from a historicai point
. of view. must rank as an invaluable
source book and no more.
' Be that as it. may, "The Cowboy" is
;the best book for the guest room we
have run acroes in years, an ideal vol?
ume to pick up for an idle mome*o*7,
113 very lack of syr.thesis acids to ita
value for this purpose, for no matter
to what pagp we open we are assured
that each paragraph will hold our at?
tention, give us some trifie for con
versation, ar,d yet we know that. we ca?i
ley the book down at any time without
experiencing thaf unsatisfied feelir.g
which comes over us when we lay down
an e.xpository book without following
the argum?nt to the end.
The universality of Mr. Rollins's
exposition is what astounds us most.
We can think of no phase of cowboy
life which he has not explasned fully.
What kind of European news held his
interest, why he wore a bandar.a
around his neck, how the word rattled
came to be a synonym for nervous and
excited, why he never hung his trous?
ers up at night, what he used for a
can-opener, why seven years was the
average limit of his broneo-busting
days, how he *a* his horse, why he
was np.t a good jumper, why he wore?
dark clothes?everytning is there.
"Mounted Justice" (Houghton Mlf
flim, by Katherine Mayo. is a series
of "true stories" describing the ex
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vigor, reality, and dramatic force;
they display a good descriptive ability,
a knowledge of how to create sus
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scene and incident vividly upon tho*
reader's mind. ln a word, they give
the effeL't of successful fiction. The7
are, perhap*-, at times too etarkly
realistic; they abound in seenes of
terror, of horror. brutality and crime.
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