Judge — October 11, 1930 — page 28: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

( vt was Shaw, we believe (my gawd! it’s always Shaw), who whi why he wrote Saint Joan, answere “To save her from Drinkwater!" Similarly it is our duty to request someone to come to the rescue of this country’s great figures and save them from Winkler. ‘This doughty but rather overambitious newspaper fel- low cornered the market on that particular luscious crop: our modern American heroes, and for the most part he squanders it without sound reckon- He doesn’t seem to get the right on big men. He seems afraid them—abashed by their power. His “Hearst” was amusing but emas- culated, It left out the story of the Great Lover in the man. Then he gave us “Rockefeller,” his most able job. This suffered from lack of enough venom and scoriation of the Titanic Oiler, And now we have “Morgan, the Magnificent,” the life story of the late Midas. We ap- proached the book with avidity and read the first chapter with much gusto. It got a touch of the human side of the man, especially the side which dis played a deep religious fervor to which was added a trait which led to the founding of the Lying-in Hospital in New York. But from then on the book became unwatered adulation on the author's part. He lay mute at the feet of the great man’s ledgers and wrote, as it were, the life of the man from them. The story became as dry as a bookkeeper’s ent long ac- count of Morgan's financial aggran- dizement, especially concerning his fight with the railroads. It grew very dull, as dull as trying to count up an- other person's millions. “Mor should have made the most fascinating biography of the times. Winkler makes him a financial saint. Per haps Winkler lacks the quality of penetration, perhaps he has been a reporter too long and can only report. The fact that a China wall of protec- tion surrounds his characters doesn’t forgive him his omissions. That wall would have been a pushover for Win- chell. Morgan remains. A story of the big boy, with his extreme snobbery, his selfishness, his egocentricity, heavily embroidered with his fleshly activities, would make the best seller lists. Ave from the fact that “Silken Threads,” a little bookie of prose poems (First Aids to Heartaches), de signed for “mending little troubles before they become wide rents of de- sp: is by a Wilhelmina Stitch, it s little else to offer us. We take A student-owned bantam hits a tree. soda when we have heartache. comicbooks.com