Judge — October 1932 — page 23: what you’re looking at

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1 c t JUDGING rue BOOKS fq s sleigh ride started in “The Washington Merry Go Round” by that sterling group of anony- mousses continues more merrily, louder and dirtier in “More Merry Go Round.” Dedicated tastefully to “Those Who Pay for the Ride,” the equel includes most of those who didn’t get a seat in the first section f the sleigh and generally brings Washington up to date thru the Depression. Again we get a load of priceless nformation that Patrick J. Hurley a Russian Jewish ghost who in- ards Pat’s marvelous speeches with Pat & Mike laugh-nuggets; that Marion Davies is a colonel in a regi- ment courte Mr. Hearst; and at Washington is the glorious city of Rogues, all of whom, it seems, ren't in Tammany. And we also t a whiff of that extra something. For amidst the incisive and intelli- vent panning the book contains, there is fine, high criticism of exist- ing political horrors and a little sug- yestion for a little more enlighten- ment all around. There is a bri liant, deathless and dramatic portrait of that group of venerable crates :— The Supreme Court. More Merry Go Round,” with its sister book, about the most im- portant book of the times. If these two cleaner uppers don’t do more to influence our government than all the bombs in Russia, we'll eat a hundred thousand Hoover ballots without French dressing. T 1E was when heroes of jumbo historical novels were distin- suished by their ability to outdraw their opponent ke on any number with a broken end of a sword; and fight for Honor, the Mamaland and Boundaries like Rover Boys in long pants. The type seems to under- sone serious revisions. Call it change, call it the pans and of pacifism, call it plain intelligence but the post- war hero is a sad fellow with a ature like a sensitive plant. He has vxecome a philosopher, uncomfortable in a uniform. ot that he lacks IF intestinal fortitude) but he no longer burns with a 100% fever to straighten out the national boundaries. Rather, while the minnies whistle round his ears he asks himself ques- tions. “What is it all for as he presses a bayonet thru the appendix of his enemy. “Why am I killing you,” he murmurs sadly as the poor stabbed one leaves for Valhalla. Naturally such behavior doesn’t lead to epic blood drinking and the spirit of Mars, t Such is Erich Dwinger who has transcribed his adventures in the Russ Revolution so gorily, so seraphically and so bitterly in an auto- biographic novel “Between White and Red. Dwinger was one of those unfortunate Germ prisoners of war tragically caught in Russia be- tween two fires after Russia left the World War and forced to serve with the Whites. The war w short, awful and important. But h, in- stead of entering into the spirit of the thing with all the fervor of a Lafayette, ried on pretty much like Remarque character, an in- quiring, worrying chap. Not that his story is emasculated or depressing. But after reading it, one wonders if men can live with- out just a little dempsey in their veins. NCE Aldous Huxley, or whoever it was, discovered the Houseparty for Literature, every young English- man feels he is not a writer until he has put a group of people assembled together for purposes of pleasure under the microscope for vicious and brittle dissection. His findings he puts down into a book largely labeled Clever and truth to tell—we usually find it so, too. Books of a high order of civilized entertainment value al- ways have been our weakness and so we can only recommend James Ashton’s “They Winter Abroad” with a good deal of pleasure. RIEFIES:—Your old friend the Young Lady from Detroit and her pal the young man from Delray have agreeably turned up in a col- lection of “95 Limericks” edited by John Falmouth and you ought to look them up. Barnaby Ross has _ suc- ceeded “The Tragedy of X” with the “Tragedy of Y” and we like it as | much as the former, both being ex- tremely literate and readable mystery are. Helm’s “Washington Swindle Sheet” is a very amusing dig at a ra t weakness of our august gov- erning chappies but not as complete or good the Merry Go Round series. Gauvreau’s “Scandal Monger” is a bad but fascinating novel giv- ing the lowdown on someone who got his reputation by giving the low- down:—a certain Broadway column- med W-lIter W--ch-ll. | Larry “I Fly For News” is very badly written but has a wonderful crude account of Larry’s flight into forbidden Afghanistan where he has a little trouble with an un- housebroken absolute Monarch ex-King Amanullah. —TED SHANE a laste thrill in time for HALLOWE @ Whether the party is for two or two dozen, here’s a thrill new to everyone! 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