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11 War and White House
In Fact and Fiction
"The Night of Time,” by Rene Fulop-Miller (Bobbs-Merrill;
$3 75), is a powerful, compelling novel of war. one of the most
extraordinary achievements of its kind within my reading
Another book, nonfiction, tugs for recognition, because of
its particular interest to Washington readers. This is “The As
sassins,” by Robert J. Donovan (Harper; $4). the story, ap-
parently told completely for
the first time, of all the fan
atic and psychopathic char
acters in American history who
tried to kill Presidents and, m
three instances, succeeded.
Mixture of Nationolities
Rene Fulop-Miller was bom
in Caransebes, in the Car
pathian Mountains, then in
Hungary, now in Romanian
Transylvania. He has written
many books, most of them non
fiction, concerned with such di
verse fields as medicine, politi
cal science, psychology and the
theater. He now Hives at
Westport, Conn., and is teach
ing at Hunter College.
The author had first-hand
experience of war In World
War I on the Russian front.
But “The Night of Time” is
not a story of any particular
war. It is a story of war in
a classic, timeless sense. It
might be any war in modern
times before World War 11.
Symbols of All Wors
On its surface the novel
concerns some soldiers, per
haps a few regiments, not a
large contingent, who are re
quired to hold indefinitely a
bill, to pin down the enemy
in that region while more im
portant operations are going
on elsewhere. The story is
told by a private named Adam
Ember. Ember means in Hun
garian “man,” the publisher
points out. The whole narra
tive, in fact, is symbolic of
man’s struggle against him
self, of the deliberate barriers
which he places in the path
of his life and its happiness,
of which war is the most
dreadful. But the allegory
is not obscure or tortured, as
in many modern novels on
various themes. Mr. Fulop-
Miller’s method is realistic, and
yet the characters and the
happenings are symbols of all
the wars and all the men who
fought them since the begin
ning of organized living.
We start as Adam and his
comrades are marching toward
the front through day after
day of torrential rain and
mud so deep that men disap
pear in it. Finally, cut off from
the others, he reaches another
contingent and with it makes
the fateful hill. There the
defenders stay, their supplies
dwindling, shut off from help
by the mud and the redtape
and indifference typical of all
military channels. They en
dure hunger and thirst in tor
tuous extremity and the con
stant danger of sporadic Are
from the enemy.
A Sort of Foreign Legion
Adam is not of any specified
nationality. His comrades, as
varied in courage and disposi
tion, good will and ill will, as
any group of men. have names
denoting a melange of lan
guages and countries. It is a
sort of foreign legion detached
in place and time. The ene
mies is no country in particu
lar—simply the enemy.
These pages are not all grim.
There is an ironical, sardonic
humor that wrings laughter
•ometlmes despite the horror
that infuses the plight of the
dwindling defenders. The cap
tain of the gravediggers’ de
tail, to which Adam is as
signed, is a masterpiece of
characterization. He remarked
once: “Adam, remember this,
wars exist for the sake of
death. Whether they are won
or lost doesn’t matter. What
is always at stake is the grand
army under the ground.”
The profane Commandant,
whose cursing heartens, the
men so that they fight sav
agely, is a memorable portrait.
The scenes in the closing
chapter are indescribable. Here
Adam, frozen, thirsty beyond
endurance, has a vision m
which he sees marching by all
the men lost in battle since
the beginning of time, and
then the gentle Christ, ap
pearing for the second time,
trying to bring peace, repudi
ated and threatened by mod
ern scientists.
A Distinguished Novel
“The Night of Time” is one
of the most distinguished
novels of recent years. It is j
not like any of the many war |
books I've read. It brings its |
own strange, original excoria
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tion of the waste and futility
of war.
It was written in German.
The translation is by Richard
and Clara Winston,
Robert J. Donovan
Robert J. Donovan is White
House correspondent for the
New York Hearld Tribune.
He has done an immense job
of research in digging out the
personal stories of the men
who turned assassin.
Those who found Jim Bis
hop’s “The Day Lincoln Was
Shot” (Harper), a reading
experience to remember ear
lier this year will want to read
“The Assassins.” Naturally,
Mr. Donovan brings in the as
sassination of Lincoln. Where
Mr. Bishop deals more com
pletely with the atmosphere,
the surroundings and all the
persons involved in the* tra
gedy at Ford’s Theater 90 years
ago, Mr. Donovan concentrates
on the killer, John Wilkes
Booth. Booth's actor father,
Junius Brutus Booth, was con
sidered insane, at least at
times, and the obsession of
the son may have a partial
explanation in heredity.
The Trigger Foiled
Only close students of
American history probably re
member the attempt on the
life of President Andrew Jack
son in 1835 in the Capitol
rotunda, where he had gone to
attend the funeral of a mem
ber of Congress. A house
painter named Richard Law
rence pulled the trigger of a
pistol twice. Fortunately it
failed to fire Lawrence was
committed to the institution
now known as St. Elizabeth's
Hospital. He died there.
For the first time we have
complete biographical sketches
of Charles J. Guiteau, the
eccentric petty swindler and
disappointed job seeker who
killed President Garfield, and
of Leon F. Czolgosz, the self
styled anarchist, who fatally
wounded President McKinley.
Although both men were ex
ecuted, Mr. Donovan brings
out that, in the more exact
knowledge of psychiatry which
we have today, both assassins
appear to have been mentally
Incompetent. Today they
probably would have been
committed to asylumrf.
Attempt to Kill Truman
We have, in Mr. Donovan’s
book, background stories of
unsuccessful attempts on the
lives of President Truman by
two Puerto Rican fanatics and
of former President Theodore
Roosevelt by an unbalanced
man in Milwaukee. There is
the story of Joe Zangara, who
tried, so he said, to kill Presi
dent-elect Franklin D. Roose
velt in Miami, but instead
fatally wounded Mayor Cer
mak of Chicago.
“The Assassins” is vividly
written. Mr. Donovan finds
satisfaction in “the fact that
in nearly all cases the assassi
nations were the acts of lone
psychopaths and not the pro
duct of palace intrigue, secret
societies and political power
struggles,” such as actuated
so many such deeds in Europe.
Comfort can be found, too, in
the extraordinary measures
which the Secret Service takes
today to guard Presidents,
precautions which would have
made impossible the closeup
attacks which cost the country
Presidents Lincoln, Garfield
and McKinley
in his book, “The Assassins,” the authentic and complete
story of those men who have hoped to alter the course of
history by murdering the President of the United States—
and in three cases have succeeded.
THE SUNDAY STAR, Washington, D. C.
Two-Timing and Treason
Enliven Whodunit Score
Maurice Edelman. (J. B.
Llppincott Co.; $3.50.)
A Foreign Office functionary,
simply carrying out instruc
tions from his superiors, finds
himself accused of treason.
The repercussions of his of
ficial act. together with the
assorted tragedies of his pri
vate life, are blended skill
fully into a plausible whole.
The author, a member of
Parliament, achieves a high
degree of suspense through his
delicate balancing of diplo
matic and emotional entangle
By Julian Symons. (Harper
& Bros.; $2.75.)
A London editor emerges as
prime suspect when his rival
in work and love gets fatally
bashed with a candlestick. His
alibi, frail to start with, be
comes ephemeral as supporting
witnesses disappear. All that
and an unfaithful wife, too.
Smooth writing and artful
characterization fail to conceal
the threadbare aspects of the
. Patricia Wentworth. (J. B.
Llppincott Co.; $2.75.)
A quantity of anonymous
letters and a lush foliage of
village gossip lead to three
sudden deaths. Enter Miss
Silver, prim, proper and posi
tive as ever when she gets
around to pointing the finger.
It. takes a little longer this
time, giving the author ample
elbow room for a satisfactory
puzzle and a fine romance.
John Trench. (Macmillan
Co.; $2.75.)
Archeologists burrowing for
ancient bones find fresh ones,
a senior digger dies in a fake
; accident and a relative of the
New Tutton Novel
Gives Mother
Another Role
MAMMA. By Diana Tutton.
(Macmillan; $3.50.)
Diana Tutton is a mistress
of that much neglected virtue,
the light touch. Here she is
writing of an unlikely situa
tion—a man in love with his
mother-in-law. She brings it
off mainly by being unpre
tentious and unaffected.
Joanna Mailing is a chaste
widow of 41, whose only
daughter, Libby, a bland and
tactless 20-year-old marries a
man nearer her mother’s age
than her own. Joanna has
long been resigned to her gar
den and her poetry, is settling
down for the autumnal years
j in a little country house.
Through no fault of her own
she is soon sharing it with the
newlyweds. And very soon,
she is sharing more glances
and thoughts with her son-in
law than with her daughter.
Miss Tutton, recounts this
emotional turmoil beneath the
glossy surface of "darlings”
that always shimmer in the
English novel. She has cre
ated in Joanna a charming
heroine, rueful, responsive, and
right-minded. In fact. Joanna
is so disarming that the read
ers may find themselves won
dering what Steven could pos
sibly see in Libby, besides her
youth. Libby, the cocksure
quoter of an equally overbear
ing young friend, is a little
hard to take. But Miss Tut
ton indicates in her bittersweet
conclusion that the social fab
ric, the moral fabric are not
. so easily rent. — M. MoQ.
first victim disappears. Plenty
of complications for Martin
Cotterell, whose casual wit
brightened the author’s earlier
“Docken Dead.” An urbane
puzzler with rare perception
and sustained suspense.
Pentecost. (Dodd, Mead &
Co.; $2.75.)
A muttered warning from a
dying sailor that somebody is
plotting to assassinate a great
man sets the stage for this
fanciful Civil War melodrama.
Who is to be the victim, who
the assassin? Our hero starts
out to get the answers, fol
lowed shortly by a damsel who
may be too good to be true.
An original idea plotted with
swashbuckling intensity.
By Frederic Freyer. (St.
Martin’s Press; $2.75.)
A film producer on location
in France, encounters the
mystery girl of an earlier
adventure, a series of puzzling
episodes involving a hearse—
and murder. “Freyer” is
billed as the pseudonym for
“a successful author of sus
pense books.” The reason for
the pen name is not explained
—unless the publisher figured
not even the tricky ending
would put this show on the
(The May Selection of the Literary Ouild)
THE SCOTSWOMAN. By Inglla Fletcher. (Bobbs-Merrill;
This is the story of Flora MacDonald, who as a young
girl saved Bonnie Prince Charlie after his defeat at Culloden
and became a heroine to the Scots people. When life in
Scotland under the Hanovarian kings became too difficult,
Flora and her family immigrated to America to Join the
Highlanders in North Carolina-
When they arrived in America, just before the Revolu
tion, the MacDonalds found the Colonies in a ferment.
Flora's husband Allan, who had always been overshadowed
by his wife’s fame, decided to work for the Royalists. Flora
tried to remain neutral but was persuaded to join the
Royalists. Because of the devotion and reverence the High
landers felt for Flora, they, too, joined the Royalists and took
part in the battle at Widow Moore’s Creek Bridge.
The pipes and plaids of Scotland make this a colorful
book, but the lack of conflict makes it a not very exciting one.
It Was Egypt's Lucky Date
When Farouk Got the Gate
Premier Gamal Abdul Nass
er. (Public Affairs Press;
hammed Naguib. (Double
day; $4.)
These two remarkable books
by the men who led Egypt’s
1962 revolution indicate the
Egyptians were luckier than
they knew when Farouk was
thrown out by a committee of
army officers. For a more re
sponsible, more restrained
group of revolutionaries would
be hard to find.
The officers knew the old
corrupt, feudal order had to
go. So they ousted it, blood
lessly, and then invited honest
Egyptian civilians to come run :
| a reform government.
That’s when the trouble be
gan. Both Naguib and Nasser ;
say the only volunteers were
men who wanted to kill other |
men and even up old scores.
So the military revolutionists '
continued to rule Egypt, a job
they had not expected to as- I
They quarreled among them
selves. Their goals were lden- j
ttoaL but Naguib wanted te
Italian Prints on View
At Library of Congress
An exhibition of contemporary Italian prints, brought to
the United States in exchange for one of American prints
which are now touring Italy, is on view at the Library of Con
gress through April 25. (Main building, second floor, south
gallery.) Assembled under auspices of the Calcografla Nazionale
in Rome, it is the first complete survey of present-day Italian
All XYUIIIC, lb IS blit usow
prints to cross the ocean for
presentation to the American ,
The exhibition opened last
autumn in the Boston Public
Library, whose keeper of
prints, Arthur W. Heintzel
wtn, initiated the exchange
between Italy and the United
States. Mr. Heintzelman's own
distinguished work was shown
last month at the Smithso
nian Building’s print gallery.
“The great majority of Ital
ian printmakers are still more
or less anchored to reality.”
says Carlo Alberto Petrueci,
director of the Calcografla, in
his foreword to the illustrated
Eudora Welly
Just Glides By
FALLEN. By Eudora Welty.
(Harcourt, Bruce; $3.50.)
What is Miss Welty saying?
You might as well ask the
wild waves. She is, to be sure
. the flower of the Southern
flock, a fine stylist, a tone
poetess. but the Intellectual
and emotional content of this
new collection of stories
wouldn’t fill a mint - Julep
This is sad news Indeed.
mi«s Welty’s last effort, “The
■ Ponder Heart,” was an admit
ted Joy, full of Juice and hu
mor. A character study of a
• marvelous old coot, it revealed
the author’s talent at its
But here Miss Welty is in
constant motion, and like
some super-tourist guide she
keeps describing the passing
countryside. But is this
enough? Why does Miss Welty
turn her back on humankind
and disdainfully withdraw
from any hint of story, or even
involvement. Is narrative in
such disrepute that she can
only write of people as she
glides by them?
A Passing Glance
Yery little happens in these
seven stories except in “The
Burning,” an account of a
Confederate nightmare. In
"The Bride of the Innisfal
len,” Miss Welty takes a
rather Inconclusive train trip,
"Going to Naples,” a warm
hearted but still inconsequen
tial sketch sees her on a boat
bound for Italy. “No Place for
You, My Love,” is a vividly
described Southern excursion,
in which two shadowy figures,
a man and a woman, keep
their distance from each other
and the reader. “Ladies in
Spring” tells of a father-and
son fishing expedition. “Kin,”
which is the best of the lot,
describes one of those out
rageous Southern ladies at
which Miss W. is such a hand.
But otherwise, she is will
fully uncommunicative. One
does not need to be a devotee
of the O. Henry school to wish
that Miss Welty would gather
her shining talents around her
and really have a look at some
people in a crucial situation.
The passing glance is simply
not enough, even from Miss
Eudora Welty.
have authority to go with his
responsibilities as President
and Premier. Nasser wanted
to continue committee rule.
Naguib was dropped.
The group still is firmly in
the saddle. It seems to under
stand the difficult job it faces
in bringing Egypt fully into
the 20th century. These books
Indicate the military Junta will
do the job if any Egyptians
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catalogue of the show, which
may be bad on request at the
Library. While this natural
istic anchorage may seem to
the avant garde a millstone
around the artists’ necks, it
has provided a show which
should appeal strongly to the
public. Working with a “thor
ough foundation of experience
and technical knowledge,” as
Mr. Heintzelman says (in the
above • mentioned catalogue),
the artists have taken full ad
vantage of Italy’s beautiful
landscape, its magnificent an
cient architecture, interest
ing modern buildings, and
even picturesque slums, as well
as imaginative and poetic
themes, and strong, charac
terful faces and figures. There
is also a sufficient quota of.
experimental prints, non-ob
jective, abstract and exprea
sionistic, to arrest the atten
tion of those who like to enjoy
art the hard way.
Fifty-nine artists represent
ed by 135 prints provide a
panorama of several genera
tions, the oldest having been
born in the 1870 s, the youngest
in the 19205. They are de
scribed by Signor Petrueci as
“the best Italian artists,”
mostly pain ter-engravers
whose print-making comple
ments their painting. Etch
ings, drypoints and lithographs
are most numerous, but there
are excellent metal and wood
engravings as well Among the
earlier artists are those of
such fame as Giorgio di Chir
ico, surrealist, whose four lith
ographs of young men and
horses on the seacoast are
beautifully drawn, full of youth
and verve.
This is a show that should
not be missed during the eight
days that remain.
Arts in Miniature
The Miniature Painters,
Sculptors and Gravers’ Society
of Washington is holding its
22d annual open national ex
hibition in the foyer of the
Natural History Building,
Constitution avenue at Tenth
street, through next Sunday.
The society's aim is to stim
ulate public interest in minia
ture arts by exhibiting them
in their true values, apart from
the juxtaposition of larger
works. This objective should
be easy of attainment, for this
annual is a charming show,
inviting close inspection of
works in many media, most of
them executed with admirable
craftsmanship, and all of
them in dimensions suitable
for the shrinking homes and
apartments of an increasing
number of people.
Occupying only the first two
alcoves of the National Mu
seum foyer, the show is com
posed of 235 works from artists
throughout the United States <
and Canada, and in addition,
three little memorial groups by
members who have died in the
past eight months: Portraits
on ivory by Hattie E. Burdette,
color etchings of flowers by
Minnie L. Raul and little land
scapes in oil by Ruel P. Tol
man, all of them engaging and
characteristic works.
Outstanding Works
Invidious though it is to
mention but a few names out
of so many contributors of ex
cellent work, it seems to me
Colonel Would Garrison
Mideast, Menace Reds
Col. George C. Reinhardt.
University of Oklahoma
Press; $3.75.)
Rollback of Soviet influence
from the peripheral areas of
its Eurasian empire is the
surest method of insuring
freedom’s survival, according
to the author. He admits it
would be extremely costly, and
might risk total war. But he
thinks the risk would be worth
Here is a man who thinks
the Republicans were mistaken
in backing off of their "libera
tion” promises which sprinkled
the 1952 campaign.
The colonel’s fundamental
gambit; Station in the Middle
East a “strategic reserve” the
size of the Normandy invasion
force as a means of exerting
pressure on the Soviet Union.
(He prescribes a big mobiliza
tion to raise the troops.)
Then Col. Reinhardt would
set about liberating the peo
ples of Western Europe First
he would provoke unrest in
the satellites. Then, by "ne
gotiation” (i.e. ultimatum),
he would force the Iron Cur-
• • “WINCHELI SAYS:* • •
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how Uncle Sam squanders
YOU* money overseas.
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FROM ITALY —“Artist’s Family,” woodcut by Tranqulllo
Marangoni, in exhibition of contemporary Italian prints at
the Library of Congress.
that in various media, the fol
lowing are outstanding: Tem
pera and oil landscapes. Wal
ter Baum and Jack Grue; por
traits on ivory, Margaret Ben
ton, Roslna Cox Boardman
and Mary Elizabeth King, who
won the Elizabeth Muhlhofer
prize of $25 for the best paint
ing in the exhibition; prints,
Robert Galvin, stencil; James
D. Havens, wood engravings;
G. Livingston Wooley, mezzo
tints; drawings, Lillian Paca
and John Rogers; illumina
tions, Marian Lane and Ken
neth Bergeron; bookbinding,
Annette Metcalfe; sculpture,
Eleanor Cox, traditional; Lo
thar Brabanski and John
Copp, modem. Rudolf von
Huhn’s technically admirable
nonobjective water color and
scratch-board paintings are
the exhibition's best miniatures
in contemporary idioms.
Lazzari Solo
Pietro Lazzari is having a
one-man show of ink and brush
The sixth annual commer
cial art and photography
show, sponsored by the Ad
vertising Club of Washing
ton, and the Art Directors’
Club is on view in the main
lobby, Woodner Hotel, 3638
Sixteenth Street, through
next Saturday.
More than 220 items in
25 categories provide a va
ried and interesting display,
marked by technical skill,
inventiveness and humor.
Exhibits were selected from
more than 800 pieces sub
mitted by 65 Individuals and
firms, reflecting the growth
of commercial art in Wash
ington in recent years.
A number of gold medal
awards and certificates of
distinctive merit were given,
indicated by gold and blue
seals on exhibits. Outstand
ing among the winners, to
me, are Charles Dunn’s two
cartoons (gold medal and cer
tificate, respectively), deftly
and wittily drawn, and ad
dressed to a knowledgeable
audience, and a gold medal
winner in the “small direct
mall” category, Lee Ger
lach’s exceptionally clever
cartoon folder, humorous in
content and presentation.
tain back toward Soviet Russia
From Russia’s "soft under
belly” in the Middle East, Col.
Reinhardt points out, the
United States could menace
the Soviet Union’s flank
whether she tried to move
farther into Europe or Asia.
Optimistically, the author
hopes that within a few years
Western Europe, Southeast
Asia and Japan-Korea can he
“stabilized." that is, made to
defend themselves sufficiently,
so we could concentrate on the
Middle East. He also is hope
ful the Arab nations would
stand still for a Normandy
size garrison in return for the
physical development the
United States would bring
But hasn't the colonel given
far too little consideration to
this key position: What makes
him think the Kremlin would
"negotiate” instead of fight
when the rollback attempt
started? —EARL H. VOSS.
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drawings, and a few works in
polychrome cement, at the
Franz Bader Gallery, 1705 G
street, through Tuesday. He
had a solo of drawings and
sculpture at the Betty Par
sons Gallery in New York last
month, and will soon leave for
Italy, to Inaugurate his sum
mer school of mural painting
in Rome, where he will remain
until September.
Mr. Lazzari’s mastery of ex
pressive line is obvious in the
current show. His near-life
size portraits of women are
drawn on the canvas in sweep
ing brush strokes. He has also
done figure studies of a
shrunken old woman, a candid
revelation of physical decay
that recalls the pitiful hag
who posed for Rodin.
Horses are Mr. Lazzari’s
second theme in this show.
Whereas he used to delineate
vigorous long-maned horses
(such as the “Pegasus” here)
he is now more interested in
bony nags, whose skeletal
structure is well revealed.
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