Judge — December 17, 1921 — page 30: what you’re looking at

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1e Only Book of its kind in the world! ALO STUDIES— the Art Edition De Luxe, by Albert Arthur Allen, are photographic creations of the ‘nude, blending the purity and charm of youth amid luxuri- ant settings of nature. Thirty-two full page, wonder~ fully clear, large sized reproduc- 00 tions, art paper in — gold, postpaid Aten Art Stupios 4106 Broadway , Oakland, Cal. ly of cade. “Name engraved in 18 Kt gold. Holly or floral boxes. Lasts a lifetime. UNITED PENCIL CO., Dept. M, 318 Broadway, New York CAN, ryan : serosa bow Beak Sater, of te ‘WILLIAM fa AK, M. B. Studie 177 4737 Broadway THE WAY IT’S DONE North—Cassel says he has never been out of his native state. West—What a wonderful novel of travel he could write! EUGENICALLY SPEAKING On the theory that the next genera- tion may strike a fair average, a bow-legged woman should marry a knock-kneed man. SCANDAL “What do you think of the Australian ballot, sir?” asked the politician. “Don’t tell my wife,” replied Mr. Meek, “but I prefer that Hawaiian thing. I forget what they call it.” Are You a Mason? What Book Do You Want Most? We Have It! Send for a complete catalogue of M: ic books, jewelry and supplies. REDDING & COMPANY Dept. X 200 Fifth Ave., New York City TRIAL this ad and mail it to with your name and ear (ng eney jana we wil era gor ogy FAMOUS open Mion 30 dee TREE, th Poe Pee like it, pay os = a 4 then if you iiss. if you dou’ ike it return it. SEND NO Mi money MORE COMPANY. Dent. 495. St. Louls. Mo. | hero of “If Winter Comes,” Character, Fancy and Maiden Efforts By Wa TER PRICHARD EATON Ir Winter Comes. By A. S. M. Hutchinson. Little, Brown & Co. Mr. WADD.NGTON or Wyck. By May Sinclair. MacMilla: ye es are two English novels that are having an unusual success on this side of the well-known Atiaatic Ocean. And the reason is plain—each is a clever and careful charactcr study. Nothing on earth is so interesting as a character. A per- son is more fascinating than a prin- ciple, and vastly more important than propaganda. Mr. Waddington is a roast - beef - of - old-England country squire, aged something over fifty, a perfect gentleman, who makes a sub- lime ass of himself trying to be young. | Miss Sinclair studies him through the eyes of a girl of twenty-four—a cruel proceeding. An egoist of fifty is bad cnough to his contemporaries. To the young he is positively grotesque. God spare us all, when we are fifty, from being written about by May Sinclair! Her inkwell is full of fifty parts violet ink, forty parts irony, and ten parts vitriol. Waddington’s wife, by the way, is a darling. Now, Mabel, the wife of Mark Sabre, is not a darling. Far from it! She has no sense of humor, no imagination. She had no business to be married to a fine, thoughtful, sensitive person like Mark, and it is never quite clear how she ever came to be his wife. That’s a weakness of the book. Another weakness is the extreme, almost bi- zarre climax, when Mark befriends a wayward girl and gets tried for her murder. And, in spite of the eulogies of the “style,” Hutchinson overwrites, he geysers impassioned prose, his style at times is too much like Yellow- stone Park. Just the same, a book of warm feeling, sly humor and all about a real person—as if the author said, “Friends, meet Mark Sabre, a fine chap, worth knowing better.” Marco Poto, By Don Byrne. The iiury Co. HERES the oddest little tale you you ever saw. To those who are weary of realism, it is, as a certain once fzmous book put it, “the shadow of a great rock in a weary land,” it is an oasis of pure romance in the sociological sands, it is a dance of the fairies in the middle of Main Street. It is the love story of young Marco Polo for little Golden Bells, princess of China. But, because Don Byrne is an Irishman, the tale is told by a quaint old Irish scholar, and told in a rare, exotic, exquisite style, full of rich color and haunting cadence, that 28 would be quite amazing if one didn't realize that he got it from Synge, from “The Playboy of the Western World.” However, at the danger of being pelted with antique vegetables by all our Irish friends, we must admit that it’s a pretty gorgeous style to copy. A BALLAD-MAKER’S PACK. By Arthur Guiter- man. Harper & Bros., N. INCE Guiterman was first to do A book up brown in rhymed re- view, He can’t kick if we take a whack At his new “Ballad-maker’s Pack.” From Sanscrit and from Hebrew tales, From Russia and from ancient Wales, From Iceland and Bulgaria And other lands both near and far, Where knights were bold and ladies fair Or Navajos had greasy hair, He’s found a lot that had been hid— Which is the same as Homer did. He’s rhymed it, too, about the War (We hope he’ll try that line no more!) And set his muse of laughing face To preaching in the market place. But still we like his verses best When they are not too drably dressed. When he is just content to be The play-boy of our minstrelsy. WASHINGTON CLose-urs. By Edward G. Lowry Houghton, Mifflin Co. Wr started this thing, anyhow? It’s cruel, that’s what it is, downright cruel. Once on a time Senators and such in Washington were treated with respect. The papers printed their speeches on the front page. Children spouted them in school. People actually read them. But, alas,no more! A Representative can’t even get on an inside page, in agate, unless he says something ob- scene and has to be censured. In- stead, those cynical creatures, the Washington correspondents, write them up (which means write them down) “in character sketches.” The object of these character sketches, in nine cases out of ten, is to make the poli- tician so sketched appear as a pin- head. The object is usually attained without, unfortunately, any great diffi- culty. Old Ed Lowry, who has grown bald watching politicians function, has written a book of “close-up” sketches. To some subjects he is kind, even admiring —to Hoover, for example. But what he does to Pershing, “Beau Sabreur, 1921 model,” is a caution; (Continued on page 32) comicbooks.com