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A Poet Metamorphosed by War
fcssoon's Lilting Songs Have Given Way to
Swift and Illuminating Pictures
By Louis Untermeyer
HE IS thirty-four. Ha look?
twenty-five, except when he
is listening to music or read?
ing his brusque, intensified
?o?tr\. Then the years seem to pile
?a sim ?id centuries of poignance are
?ttked on his boyish face. This poet,
,)j? at nffiooa stages has been a
writer of mild, idyllic verse, a keen
??antunsB. a soidter, a recorder of in
.?nsKies, has many admirations. But
u jwears by four gods who. strangely
isoiigli, are not In the literary galaxy.
jttf an the threo great B"s and one
ota?. *bo- B'-tt Sassoon has paid
?,ij own tribute ir the first verse of
"9e*d Musicians":
*?rom you Beethoven. Hach, Mozart,
The substance of my dreams took fire;
You built cathedrals in?m heart,
And lit "? y pinnacled desire.
Yo'-j Vere the ardour und the bright
PTocfs*ior of my thoughts toward
Yon were the wrath of s'>rm, the
On distant citadels arlare."
!t docs not take much probing to
liseovcr that Sa'ssoon, had the choice
been b:s. wou i rather have been a
BUJieiSD t'r.a- a poet, "A person who
its. no feeling for music," he said
gfte? a Buhlig concert, "is like one
n:?'goe' through life minus one of his
??ses." Th 3 melodic passion surges
udeneath all his lines. e\*en the most
tortured and spasmodic gaspings in
?flower-Attack." Fierce, interrupted.
?:?nost strangled, an exaltation rises
fiwekSassoon'a poetry like an overtone
r.r.j:Bj ab- ? 6 cacophonies.
A Startling Rise
nothing in recent literature is more
KttftEJRg than the sudden rise of Sas
k-oo?-the man whom the war changed
rrom a lilting minor poet to the author
?nose swift and terrible illuminations
-sve been ranked with Latzko's "Men
?a War" and tfarbusso's "Under Fire."
i:hrj ncr.ai'' he loved ? and imitated?
Browning. Swinburne, Rossetti and
?en the mc it limp and amorphous
im?* of the "90s Between ii>06 and
WIT, In th? 1st < :' tennis, piano
?laying ar : r ading, Sassoon brought
on >~- vo ames; privately
printed books bearing such perfumed
imfgemt-pre til es as "Hyacinth,"
JWodles," "Orpheus in Doelyrium."
Then came 'ho war, and, leaving the
library and the hunting !:.eld, Sassoon
enlatad as a private in the >ussex
yeomanry, "I entered,'' says Sassoon,
nth i cross between a frown and a
?amefaced ? grin, "with a *ort of
-.;?: warrior' reeling; like many
rthers, ? '.vas swept by a wave of tre
nesdons emotionalism Never having
<2i:ts much as i rabbit in my life, 1
thought it would be glorious to die
gun in my hand. Many of us
rht say. 'caught binding'?
s:?mperi*d by a sort of mob heroism.
We hailed war at first because it dis
'--rbed a- : s iok up a static and al?
most stagnant world. It was this
mood, this release of physical energ>
'.-.a; prompted Julian Grenfell'a poem
'Iota Battle' and Rnpert Brooke's
?BBIfrsequence '1914.' "
"And Sas80on's-?" ? inquired.
"W*H," he said, "you'll find it in
?ne of my earliest war poems, 'Abso
.-Men." it was a mood, strong while
it lasted, but or.e that could not sur
"?"?. I was In the bloody show for
pr and a ' a : years." Sassoon
neglected to say that he rose to the
rank of captain, served three times in
France, once in Palestine, had four
?oimds, was decorated with the Mili?
tari Cross tor bringing in wounded
'R the battlefield and was recom
"??rded for an even higher distinc?
tion ' ''Thirlgs bogan ro happen in
ndt, I had been reading only the most
Bgoistic believing them.
And. thr r:. slowly, 1 was changed from
?jolly young hu siast to a hater of
w*r*tning thai masked its hypocrisy
under the false slogans and window
tossing o? war. It didn't take u:
?'?i to ;;i??? fed up with what Mr. Con
'Why Dawson so beautifully call:
The Glory of the Trenches.' Then
?tj ?ne thing tl at life in the trenche?
?aaiped or. is -and that was the uttei
laseaesa. the depravity and horrible
?'?".ility of all warfare."
Called It Shell Shock
ft "as at this period of Sassoon'
1:*? ffcat he wrote his most incisiv.
?H?irohlc lines. Verses like "Th
BfiCt," "They," "Does It Matter?
"How to Die," found their inevitabl
Untaj :. that magnificent protesta
fof "To Any Dead Officer." It wa
**tttral that from these Sassoo
Id turn to the political aspects n
'M war. In the letter that cause
''^r. a frantic shaking of heads an
"timately an embarrassed debate i
fse House of Commons, the arouse
!*??** anticipating the disillusion?.
"^aJisti and belated skeptics, wrote
*** purpose for which I and m
'e'-ow soldiers entered upon this wi
"tya'd have been so clearly stated ?
" have made it impossible to chanr,
1 am protesting not so muc
*?>nst the conduct of the war c
Hainst the political errors and li
"bcerities for whioh the fighting m?
'"* being sacrificed."
?ft?* the "shell shock" to which h
^?nifesto was attributed, Sassoon r
Mined his regiment and commande
rt| company for six months wnt
*?-nded (in July, 19181, while takit
?jV in a bombing raid. Then can
w* first, poems for the new volume.
ft is his sense of outrage, coup!
??? a loathing of what Sassoon cal
*n* "death-and-glory swank," th
"*? beneath the more restrain
**?? In "Picture-Show" (E. P. Dutt
Co.). Bitterness and a dark hum
J* ?till here, bot a new and mo
'?"tolled Ironism tightens and ke
Mb Unas. It is. the kind of seari
IMm that Brooke, had he lived, mig
'.?Ml hay? written. Never who!
! who says the sudden rise
I of Scigfried Sassoon "is the
' most startling thing in re?
cent literature."
"above the battle" poems like "N'ight
on the Convoy." "Twelve Months Af?
ter." "Reconciliation." "The Dug-Out,"
have a new pathos; there is fresh force
in the adjuration which is significantly
entitled "Aftermath" and which begins:
"Have you forgotten yet? ...
For the world's events have rumbled
on --ir.ee those gagged days,
Like traffic checked a while at the
crossings of city ways:
And the haunted gap in your mind has
??cd with thoughts that flow
Like clouds in the '?it heavens of life;
and you're a man reprieved to go,
Taking your peaceful share of Time,
?". . j y to' spare.
Bu*: the past is just the same?and
War's a bloody game . . .
Have you forgotten yet? . . .
Look down, and swear by the slain of
the War that you'll never forget.
'Do you remember the dark months
you held the sector at Mametz?
The nights you watched ar.d wired and
dug and piled sand hags on para?
pets ?
Do you remember the rats; and the
Of corpses rotting tn front of the
front-Mne trench?
And dawn coming, dirty-whit?, and I
chill with a hopeless rain?
Do you ever stop and ask, 'Is it all
going to happen again?' *
Lighter Magic
But the surprise of the volume is In
Pnssoon's lighter magic. Some of the
most memorable verses in "Picture
Show" are those in which one meets a
shy whimsicality, a twinkling gravity.
One of these reflections is "Early
Chronology," where, after an evening
of archaeological discussion, even the
moon takes on the appearance of some
ancient copper coin:
'And, as her whitening way aloft she
I thought she had a pre-dynastie look."
One perceives this same mock pro?
fundity in "Prelude to an Unwritten
Masterpiece," the droll banter of
"Spotting Acquaintances" and the de- ?
rightful literary whimsy in "Limita?
tions." And here is a new etching of
the oldest hero, mourning for the ren?
egade 6on who had far more of "the
old Adam" than the effeminate Abel:
"Adam, a brown old vulture in the rain, i
Shivered below his wind-whipped olive
Huddling sharp chin or, scarred and
scraggy knees,
He moaned and mumbled to his dark?
ening b ra i ti :
'Ho was tho grandest of them all?wa?
A lion laired in the hills, that none
could tire;
Swift as a sta<r: a stallion of the plain, i
Hungry and fierce with deeds of huge
desire.' j
"Grimly he thought of Abel, soft and j
fair-- |
A lover with disaster in his face,
And scarlet blossom twisted in bright
'Afraid to fight; was murder more dlB
grace? . . .
God always hated Cain.' ... He
bowed his head ?
The gaunt wild man whose lovely Bons
were dead."
Praise for Hardy
With the exception of fugitive traces
of Masefield and Walter de la Mare,
Sassoon's verse betray9 no influences.
; It is as difficult to find his models as
! to get him to speak of bis contompora
? r?es. He will quote from his friends
'. Robert Grives, Robert Nichols. Osbert
Isitwell; he mentions poems by Hodg
I son, Davies, Abercromble, D. H. Law
i rence and W. J. Turner. But he will
speak continually of only one singer;
! he is unreserved in his enthusiasm for
! a writer who is known in America
! chiefly as a novelist. "What groat
; poets are there in England? There
may be several, but I am sure of one?
and one of the greatest. The man
who antedate? Henley and Kipling, the
oldest of English writers; Thomas
[ Hardy at the age of eighty is the
?oungest and most modern of us all."
Sassoon comes to America for a
; three months' sojourn, lecturing, read
! ing his poetry and studying what is ttt
j clusively referred to as "conditions."
For it must be understood that besides
being a creator Sassoon is a critie?
tho literary editor of London's greatest
I labor paper, "The Daily Herald." It U
this variety of Interests, this rang? of
sympathies, that make this intense and
sensitive writer distinguished not only
a* a poet but a? a person. His "Pic?
ture-Show," following closely upon the
amasln? ?'Counter-Attack/' proves It.
?'?". ?
Book Gossip
A Traveler In the South Seas
When Frederick O'Brien, author of
"White Shadows in the South Seas"
j (The Century Company), returned a
j fortnight ago from a year spent travel?
ing through Asia, he was asked to say
; a few words about his moat recent ad
vmtures. His surprising reply was:
"I return more.fixed than ever In my
I belief that my beloved cannibals of tho
? South Seas ayre the only real philoso
! phers I have ever known. I saw whites
in Siberia destroying one another, while
'' the Japanese said 'genial,'which means
'the more dead the more space.' 1 saw
, religionists stopping the marking and
sweeping of the path to heaven, to clout
one another, while the heathen smiled
in long sleeves. And I heard eminent
American prophets of business preach?
ing the new war in the Far East,
while the poppies are frozen In Fiar,
ders fields on the bosoms of uncounted
Mr. O'Brien was asked what were his
pim.a ioi the luture, and whether he
intended to write another book of his
wanderings in foreign lands. He an?
swered: "I return to Glendale, Calif.,
my home for ten years past, to con?
tinue to grow goats and goldfish, beings
which live in amity and wag their tail
at humanity. Tue mocking birds danc;
on the lawn by my window, the red?
breast drinks at my fountain, and m.\
dog breathes heavily in the sun. Bu'
my hook and let me stay a while,
traced 'White Shadows in the South
Sv-as' here among the kids and th ?
brilliant dwellers with the lilies and
papyrus, and need but time and sustc
nace to emit, mayhap, some other glim?
mer of whimsical Intelligence."
To satisfy the curiosity of the I-do
wonder - what - the - author - looks - like
group, Mr. O'Brien endeavored .to
sketch his personality .Mid appearance
from a purely disinterested point ?f
view. "I am still young," lie said with
enthusiasm, then added modestly, "and
fair and unafraid o? most manifesta?
tions. My favorite sport is swimming
in the sea, and my leisure is spent most
ii'tisfactorily lying on my back in the
grass or on the beach." lie likes all:- I
gator pears, mangosteens and durians, ?
papayas and corned beef. He said he I
was brought up in a monastery, is all j
Celt in blood, loves symphonies, but j
most of all the accordion. "I like j
nakedness better than ciothing," he
concluded, "and during my happiest
year wore onlv a breadfruit leaf pinned
with a thorn."
Pioneer Play?
Early in March, the Century Com?
pany announces it will publish a
romantic, human-interest, narrative of
the spectacular movement of westward
expansion in the old Southwest dur?
ing the years between 1740 and 1790,
written by Archibald Henderson,
mathematician, author and literary i
critic. Dr. Henderson is the profes?
sor of pure mathematics at tho Uni?
versity of North Carolina and holds
the degrees of A. M. (University of
North Carolina?, Ph. D. (University
of North Carolina and University of
Chicago\ and Doctor of Civil Law
(University of the South). He ?epent
many months In research work in the
universities of Cambridge, Berlin and
Paris, and during a period of eleven
months he gave to the world five
books that were published in both
England and America, besides makinp
frequent contributions to leading
American and foreign magazines. He
ranks aa an authority on the movement
of westward expansion in America
during the eighteenth century. His
new book, to be published by the Cen?
tury Company, is the result of exhaus?
tive research in the English archives,
in the great libraries and collections I
of this country and in the extensive
collection of documents in public re?
positories in Virginia, North Carolina,!
Tennessee and Kentucky. Among Dr. ;
Henderson's earlier books are 'Tnter- j
pr?tera of Life and the Modem Spirit," ?
"George Bernard Shaw: His Life and!
Works," and "European Dramatists." ?
"Slippy McGee"
"Siippy McGee," by Marie Conway
Oemler, according to the Geh tu ry
Company, has been ordered back to the J
presses for the eighth time. This, is
the whimsical Southern love story that
a Bostonien with poor eyesight hud ;
reprinted in large type at a cost of
|900 after he had heard it read aloud, j
SIEGFRIED SASSON, who once wrote poems under suck
' ^ titles as "Hyacinth" and "Melodies" but, after four years
in tlie trenches, chooses such titles as "Hoiv to Die" and "To
Any Dead Officer"
About^a Column
JUST to remind readers, we re?
peat the statement made smne
months ago, that e.ny one
whoso letter is printed in this
column may come to room 823 in the
Tribune Building and choose a book
as his honorarium.
Sinclair Lewi? on J?rgen
I am shocked, but also incredulous,
to hear rumors that certain authorities
may proceed against James Branch
Cabell's "J?rgen" as an indecent book.
It seems to me incredible that any per?
son of discrimination should not under?
stand that'"Jurten" is a dignified and
noble piece of literature, comparable
not to cheap novels, but to the classics
of fiction and as devoid of indecency as
tho Bible or the plays of Shakespeare.
Like those, it. at times deals with deep,
though normal, human passions, but
also, like tlu-m, it deals with these
emotions in a reverent manner, with
the cleanness of understanding and
I know nothing as to who or what
may bo behind the attack, if there
reaily is one, but certainly any per?
son who finds the book indecent must
be reading indecency into rt. That is
a possible thing to do with the most
innocent book or remark. It is pos
sible to read iewdness into a scientific
reference to approaching childbirth.
I wonder if any attackers of the
book n.ay not have been influenced by
the fact that there are and have been
lascivious and vile plays running
openly, without let or hindrance, in New
York and other cities, into supposing
that, here, in this story of the love
of an unhappy and lonely man, there
is also such vilenes8? That the dozen
or more dirty farces familiarly known
as "bedroom plays" should be allowed
to exhibit, while this noble work of art
by a literary man of high end clean
reputation is estopped, is alarming,
amazing and filled with ail injustice.
As a matter of fact, far from being
indecent, "J?rgen" is the story of a
man of so high an ideal of love that he
treasures it all through his life, and
even when opportunity offers refuses
to risk Boiling it by any carnal contact.
? ?-peak with all modesty, but I also
wish to speak as, in some degree, an
expert, being not only a professional
writer, the author of several novels,
etc.. but also having been the editor
for George Doran, the publisher; edi?
tor for Frederick Stokes, the publisher;
editor on several magazines and news?
papers and for a goodly timo a pro
I Fear Not the Crossing?
I ? Written down by GAIL WILLIAMS W
H Gail Williams' bodily hand held the li
H pen. But the message comes clear and B
h direct from one who has found joy and B
fl freedom in the life beyond. ??1
B It makes no strain on the credulity. m
I You can even ignore Gail Williams' m
fl simple explanation of how the message B
M came to her?for it is in itself over- gj
R whelming proof of a life after death. H
I If you're seeking the light or are tor- li
M tured by doubt and distrust* you cannot B
H afford to be without'"FEAR NOT THE B
? CROSSING"?a beautiful and bright fl
H renewal of the promise, The Truth shall m
B c-mVARD J. CLODE, Publisher. New York. I
f fessional book reviewer In charge of
various important boot- pages.
I have read, if I remember, that Hugh
; Walpole has praisen "J?rgen." rhat
should be impressive testimony to its
j irt and importun?e. Mr. Walpole is
undoubtedly the most brilliant of the
,'ounger British literary men, coming
now to rank with Bennett, Wells and
? Galsworthy, and his praise of the book
! ?precisely because it does corns
, from a foreigner and not from an
. American, who might be prejudiced?
! indicates the book's extraordinary
We Read and We Writhe
The following floweret is plucked
! from the stenographic report of a lec?
tura lately delivered by one of the
more prominent female- American poets
before an audience of girls, in a fash?
ionable Hudson River heifer paddock
--as they used to say tn Australia:
"While the American novel and the
American drama find worthy and capa?
ble authors, the two domains of criti?
cism and the 3hort story are at pres?
ent utterly bare of either talent 01
that mastery of manner that passes as
talent. The only critic?whether of
books or plays?now writing capably .s
Mr. Francis Hackett. an Englishman,
The only passable producer of short
stories is Mrs, Edith Wharton, whose
long residence In Paris has achoolec
. her to the point of excellence In the
delineation of reasonable human be?
ings. To read the average matter sel
?forth as criticism In the. New Yori
dailies la te b? nauseated, and the
American short story as published in
the usual magazine is fit only for the
American sailor or the Irish shop?
girl." \
Wind that about your heart and die
writhing, will you?
Yes, but if it comes to the attention
of Francis Hackett that he is "an
Englishman" it will be his turn to
Unchanging Ireland
Elizabeth Nester Depicts
Disorders of 16th Century
\\ Ernest Hamilton (Button), is
a strikingly vivid picture of
the turbulent and disordered condi?
tion of Ireland during the sixteenth
century. Mr. Hamilton's narrative,
based upon a thorough and conscien?
tious study of the historical records
of the period, Is a chronicle of raids,
invariably accompanied b'y massacre |
and pillage, of incessant civil war be?
tween native Irish chieftains Scotch
adventurers and the English officials
hose power was already acknowledged
in Eastern Ireland.
In the time of Elizabeth, Ulster had
not become a bulwark of Protestantism
and loyalty to the British Crown. The
Scotch and English settlers who gave
this character entered the province
.' a later date. The Scotch intrduera
ho figure In Mr. Hamilton's book, are
i ighlanders,, ;omewhat akin in speech
and customs to the Irish themselves.
fact, in ira lack of any central
lUthority, in its fierce clan loyalties.
which often culminated in bloodshed,
and in its primitive economic condi
; ion Lister wag quite similar to the
Historians are -supposed to be im?
partial; but very few of them achieve
this quality. In fact, the passions sup?
pressed in searching through piles of
dusty manuscripts often find expression
.In violent praise or denunciation of
men who have been interred for many
In "The Soul of Ireland" Mr. Ham?
ilton vigorously presented Ulster's
reason for opposing Home Rule. The
present work is not written from a
consciously partisan standpoint; but it
is difficult to repress a suspicion that
the author derives a certain amount
?l satisfaction from emphasizing the
squalor and savagery of sixteenth cen?
tury Ireland and presenting tho con?
temporary Scotch and English in a
?more favorable light. "Elizabethan
Ulster" i? a challenge to some Sinn
Fein scholar to write a similar work.
i equally excellent from the historical
! standpoint, vindicating tho fabled glory
! of Shan?, the Proud, and Hugh O'Nell.
New Loeb Publication? ?
i Four new volumes in the Loeb
I Classical Library have Just been pub
\ lished by G. P. Putnam's Sons. The
1 first two books of Livy's history are
i translated by B. 0. Foster, while the
first two books of Thucydides' "His?
tory of the Peloponn?sian War" are
rendered into English by C. Foster
Smith. Wuiter C. A. Ker translates
some o? Martial's witty epigrams, while
the poems of Ausonius, a product of
the dec! ningage of the Roman Empire,
are tr.. lated by H. G. Evelyn-White.
The works are provided with introduc?
tions and bibliographies; and they all
reveal the high standard of scholarship
that is characteristic of the entire
introduction by Dr. Rtchard Tntxit and a chapter on "Th-? CHLORAL
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President of the American M^.'lc-al Aasoclatlon. TOIMIC3
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The Human Race in Decline
Henry Adams Takes Dark View of Humanity's
NO AMERICAN family, and few
if any English families, can
equal the ?ecord of the
Adamsea in the field of intel?
lectual activities and in de?
cisive ability to express these activities
ih the written word. From John Adams
down to the present time no decade
n American history has lacked an
Adams who thought independently and
j wrote vigorously.
We now have before us "The Degra
I dation of the Democratic Dogma," by
! Henry Adams, with an introduction of
122 pages by Brooks Adams, published
by +he MacMiiian Company, New York.
Curiously enough, this preamble ia not
'oo long, for it gives us the literary
heritage of Henry Adams and of the
other members of the family during the
last half century, which was profoundly
effected by the life and writings cf
ohn Quincy Adams. Brooks AdamB
:as given ua in this introduction a
! view of John Q'jincy Adams seldom
I -/limpsed, one that presents him as' a
! ype of the American in politics who
| rights and suffers for the estabiish
? ment of democratic principles.
To tho old man's horror, the develop
I ment and extension of the railroad
; systems of the United States, and the
j invention of the qotton gin, resulted
in a palpable .?winging away from his
rrole of ambition. There came an un?
holy scramble for land .??.nd a strengt'-.
n:r.g of slavery through the openine
irew eras by trie railroad and the
; "ise of Whitney's invention "in the
"The Degradation of t.he Democratic
: Dogma" is written with the keen close
* r-ess of application shown by H'enrj
Adams in all his works. It is a terriblj
effective book, for its survey of ffce
decline and weakening of the mode of
democracy, as effected by ?he inability
' of men to cohere, is logical to a degre*
: that appals the reader. And the groa*
synonym is in the story of the world
; itself, in the long record of the ap?
pearance and disappearance of anim?!
' and plant forms, in the changes of the
I earth's physical structure through
i phases of existence profoundly Infla
, errced by the shrinking and contracting
; of the terrestrial crust.
These changes find their similitudes
in the life of man. Where we have ?
slow but continued dissipation of en?
ergy in nature, we do not have a refuge
in the constructive struggle of man as
a race to bui d protective defenses
against the deadly attrition. Where
i Democracy should unite all Its ele
! ments, solve problems of betterment
! and inaugurate movements aiming to
| uplift the race and strengthen it for
its long struggle, Democracy is flying
; to pieces in its several members. The
' Democratic Do?rma has failed, for men
j are selfish and not considerate of
? others. *
So, through a series of ever lowering
averages, we are slipping downward*
: The science of the physical world
proves It, and the h;story of man af?
firms it. And yet it seems'to us *.hs*
the faith of old Jo:-n Quincy Adams
in his God should help us in the fac>
of the disquieting outiook. Tennyton
may be^em'what of on antique to
many of'us. but his
"world's great altar stair*
That slope through darkness up t?
give the pictur? of an ever ascending1
scale in life and in battle.
and HittCnS
By CARINE CADBY, Author of "The Dolls* Day/
Illustrated from photographs by WILL CADBY
There ivas i im who wanted to be in every group photographed, and Tiny
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