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[hey recommend that you read Joseph Conrad ! With such testimony before you, think what you must be missing if you are not familiar with this great novelist, whose works, says Sir Hugh Clifford, “have no counter- part in the entire range of English literature.” WV JHAT a life was that of Con- rad! Once, a little boy in Poland, he put his finger on a map and said, “I shall go there.” He had pointed to the Congo, in deepest Africa. In later years he did go there, and if you wish to know what he experienced, read Heart of Dark- “the greatest piece of descriptive says Ellen Glasgow, “in = writing, modern English prose.” He had an unaccountable longing for the sea, this sensitive lad, child of an inland race. So, still in his teens, he made his way to Marseilles and ship- ped as a cabin boy on a sailing vessel. For twenty years thereafter the open sea was his home. He did not even speak English until he was past twenty. He did not write a story until he was almost forty. Then, settling down in a quiet corner of Kent, in England—recalling the rare experience he had been through and the motley array of men and women he had met up and down the seven seas— there came from him, one after the other, those unforgettable novels. Before his death, he found himself acclaimed by fellow-craftsmen as the greatest of them all. His original manuscripts, sold at auction, brought the incredible sum of $110,998. A limited autographed edition of his work, 735 sets, sold to collectors for a total sum of over $129,000. No such tributes as these had ever been paid to an author while he was still alive. What is the secret of this unexampled enthu- siasm, this adoration, in which Conrad is held? Above all his secret lies in the wondrous narratives he had to tell. No one could ever tell a story like Conrad, and no one has ever had such tales to tell. THE INCLUSIVE EDITION Or JOSEPH CONRAD —at a saving of $140.75 over the limited autographed Sun Dial Edition The new Inclusive Edition is printed from the same style and size of type as the famous Sun Dial Edition which was autographed by Conrad, and sold for $175.75 a set. Moreover, it contains the same fascinating special prefaces by Conrad—telling how he came to write each one of these memorable works. It is a splendid set of books in every respect. But instead of selling for $175.75 cash, like the autographed Sun Dial Edition, the price is only $35.00 and even this sum may be paid in convenient monthly amounts, if desired. USE THIS FREE For those who want to own Conrad complete— and what intelligent lover of books does not— this is the most desirable opportunity ever pre- sented. The complete set—twenty-four volumes—will be sent to anyone interested for free examination. The publishers advise immediate acceptance of this offer, for at the special popular price this edition is fast disappearing. If interested, mail the coupon below. Doubleday Page & Company Dept. C-359 Garden City New York EXAMINATION COUPON DOUBLEDAY PAGE & COMPANY, Dept. C-359 Garden City, New York send for my ing tion the new Inclusi Please 24 volumes that include tne complete works a refaces. ee ment and ONLY $3.00 es. Within» week 1 iecount'S per cent’ Ghesk here if you wr to $60.00 payal mn) to inspect the rich leather binding and change terms je $5.00 a month. sé ‘Those who haven't read Conrad are not well read. Those who don't intend to read him are of a foolish and slovenly mental habit. As for those who are engaged in reading him—for the first time— how I envy them! Gouverneur Morris. « The enly writing of the last twelve years that will enrich the English language to any extent. John Galsworthy. Here, surely, if ever, is genius the possession by a divine spirit of man’s earthly clay. Hugh Walpole. One comes to Conrad with un- speakable relie—with the feling that here, at last, is a novelist who understands as the poets do. Christopher Morley. One of my chief claims to dis- { tinction in the world is that I wrote the first long appreciative review of Joseph Conrad's work. H. G. Wells. There is no one like him; there is no one remotely like him. He sees and describes not merely this man’s love or that woman's in- spiration, but the blind sweep and levastation of universal forces. 4 H. L. Mencken. To stand in a Summer stifled, man-smelling city street and to feel suddenly a fresh salt wind from the far-off pastures of the sea —this is the sensation when one comes upon a book by Joseph Conrad. Mary Austin. I know of no contemporary author who can build a scene before the eye as vividly as Con- rad, or who can push a character through the door and leave him to speak for himself a8 Conrad Ices. Meredith Nicholson. In all his novels there is a har- mony of tone absolutely orches- tral in effect. Joseph Hergecheimer., comicbooks.com “HSV¥B BILivis