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But after we had finished it, we thought more about her than about Oliver, and we have a sneaking suspi- cion that Drinkwater half hoped we would. She was a snappy old party, and she knew Oliver was doing a necessary job in depriving King Charles of his royal bean; but, just the same, she regarded all men who fight and claw as rather silly and nasty little boys; and she much preferred Herrick’s poems, or to have Mr. John Milton drop in and read to her some- thing he was writing about the Fall of Man. In short, being over eighty, she had begun to justify G. B. Shaw's | contention that the human race has got to lengthen its life-span to a couple of centuries before it can breed men sensible enough to govern the world without fighting. Son Oliver, however, saw no way out but to abandon his farm, organize an army with prayer and praise, and march on the king’s men. When the captured king proved a traitor, he cut off his head. No two people will ever agree about Oliver Cromwell. To Roosevelt he was a hero. L. Mencken probably blames him for the scarcity of beer in Baltimore. Drink- water accepts him as a solid, sincere, deeply religious Englishman, who was filled with a great love of freedom and did his best to attain it for his fellow Englishmen, in the only way he knew how. This is both the charitable and the common sense view. The play follows the style of the author's now famous “Abraham Lin- coln.” It is a series of deceptively simple episodes, that in the cumulative effect give us a vivid picture of a great man. Moverx Exctisn Statesmen. Ry G. R. Sterling Taylor. Robert M. McBride & Co. IN SOMETHING the way that Car- lyle preached the gospel of silence in nineteen volumes, Mr. Taylor in this book writes about modern English statesmen, he himself admitting that “the effect of a personal ruler is as the blowing of a contrary wind against an ocean tide; it blows the breakers into white foam; it cannot stop the irresistible flow’—the flow being the genius of the race, or economic evo- lution, or the great, mass forces which we are coming to realize are infinitely more important historically than the Lloyd Georges and Henry Cabot Lodges. But Mr. Taylor follows this admis- sion with one of the most stimulating and interesting books we have encoun- 20 crashing merrily through the historical china closet, demolishing the precious cups and saucers of tradition, and he tears the Pitts and Burke off their pedestals, and triumphantly mounts thereon the figure of Disraeli, the Jew —but as a man, an Oriental visionary, a friend of the oppressed, not as a “practical” statesman. When you are finished, you have an oppressive sense that most British statesmen were not so much blowing against the racial tide, as with it, and this tide was the mad race of commer- cial imperialism. After a generation of such books, we shall begin to under- stand the World War a little better, The Wittina Hoesr. A novel by lan Hay (Major Beith). Hous Miffin Company Mor BEITH, in a sarcastic fore- word to the reader, apologizes for writing a war story because, he says, you can't very well write a story now without admitting there was a war, unless you make the characters luna- tics, convicts or conscientious object- ors (these latter, he evidently thinks, being a combination of the first two). So far, so good. But the real reason the public objects to war stories is not alone because it is fed up on war. It is because the war stories are a flourish of trumpets, and enter Tom Thumb. 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