Life — July 5, 1917 — page 33: what you’re looking at

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The Latest Books (Continued from page 22) satisfied with the machine-like nicety with which its mills grind out poetic justice. ONG-RANGE students of the Russiar situation will find Richardson Wright's new volume, “ The Russians, an Interpre tation” (Stokes, $1.50), interesting and, ated, in a way, comforting reading. The author sup- knows a good deal about Russia, both | from experience and study. But he has con- escaped the delusion of omniscience. And he has evolved no idée fire of theoretic explanation. He writes, in con sequence, with an unusual effect of camaraderie; more like an elder-brother in-ignorance, sharing his information and observation with us, than like a profes- sor, telling us. Per contra, this is an excellent time to turn again to the works of Stephen Graham, thé persuasive ex- pounder of his own conception of Rus. sian mysticism. } sav- VEN though its exploits have become those of an enemy, the career of the ring German cruiser Emden still remains for most of us the great modern instance of ———— | heroic sea daring and romantic achieve- Ha book ment. And no doubt the appearance of an account of the ship's cruise by its first addressed | officer—" The Emden” (Ritter, $1.25), bof stnser by Kapitanleutnant von Miicke—will \e date of rouse a reading-lust in many expectant minds. If it does in yours, and if you do not take a cynic pleasure in having displayed to you the clay feet attached to heroic sea-legs, resist it. A more Teu- tonically snarlingly sneering narrative was never kultured. J.B. Kerfoot. vainglorious and Know they Wcoannot makeall the <q whisky, so yjthey just make the best The parting gift— A Fest Pocket Kodak. It is monotony, not bullets that our soldier boys dread. No fear, when the time comes, they will uphold bravely the traditions that are dear to every loyal American heart. But in the training camps and during the months of forced inaction there are going to be some tedious, home-sick days—days the Kodak can make more cheerful. Pictures of comrades and camp life, pictures of the thousand and one things that can be photographed without endangering any military secret will interest them, and will doubly interest the friends athome. Tens of thousands of brave lads in the camps and trenches of France are keeping their own Kodak story of the war—a story that will always be intense to them because it is history from their view-point. And when peace comes it will make more vivid, more real their story of their war as they tell it again and again to mother and sister and wife and little ones. The nation has a big job on its hands. It’s only a little part, perhaps, but a genu- ine part of that job to keep up the cheerfulness of camp life, to keep tight the bonds between camp and home. Pictures from home to the camp and from camp to the home can do their part. There's room for a little Vest Pocket Kodak in every soldier’s and sailor’s kit. The expense is small, six dollars. The cheerfulness it may bring is great. They are on sale by Kodak dealers everywhere. EASTMAN KODAK CO., Rocuester, N. Y., The Kodak City. Situation Wanted TED—Sitnation. Middle-aged magnate, respectable, semi-refined, fairly well edu cated, plenty of money . retired from business, would like good position where he could No ordi: use his time and money to advantage. y positions accepted. Tired of business. Tired of girl-and-music shows. Tired of traveling. Tired of all the old-fashioned philanthropics which do not seem to get anywhere. Tired of art. Tired of automobi Tired of hanging around clubs. Tired of walking aimlessly about country estates. Tired of everything. Would like to get something new and something big. Something that would not only make me happy, but others too. Something that would make my name not only a house- hold word, but a household necessity. it is, Tam just a Millionaire and nothing else. Address XX Magnate, Dollar Boulevard, Gold Eagle Terrace, Trustville. comicbooks.com