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John Buchan according to the jacket, is the "greatest romancer since Stevenson," and is a veritable jack-of-all trades, combining the activities of "lawyer, soldier, business man, novelist, historian, essayist, poet, and member of the parliament." At any rate, it is reasonable to infer that Mr. Buchan is an intelligent man of considerable good taste, shrewdness, and literary ability. In "The Half-Hearted", there is nothing to make the reader believe the contrary...
...went to the museum where we saw a great many Chinese things such as weapons, crockery and also models. We saw the jacket in which the Prince of Orange was killed and maney other things. We then drove through a park to the summer palace which was very Elegant and we saw the queen. After dinner we saw the winter palace (magnificent but cold) and a bazar and a shop. This is the first city that has horse cars...
...weighs any slight blame incurred by a few mediocre attempts at humour. If one feels the slightest tingle of the spring tickling the soles of one's feet or the whims of one's mind, then let him haste to make acquaintance with Lampy in his new spring jacket...
Some few hours later rich Mr. Eastman arrived at Cairo wearing one slipper, one shoe, a pair of dress trousers and the jacket of his green pajamas. He told how the train was finally stopped, when the sleeping car attendant managed to climb, catlike, over the swaying luggage van and into the cab of an engineer who knew his trade too well to look behind. Other passengers, all safe, were chiefly irate because their luggage had been destroyed when the two flaming coaches, which could not be extinguished, were uncoupled and allowed to burn to the rails...
...volume of poetry by a Harvard graduate of the class of 1925 has been published by Howard Vinal Ltd. It is M. I. Goell's "TO ALL YOU LADIES" (New York $1.50). Although it is Mr. Goell's first poetry, his first published work was "Tramping Through Palestine". The jacket on the slim volume calls it a "gaily whimsical collection of lyrics" by a poet "unaffected by the vagaries of modern verse". To which we might add that the work does not, on the other hand, reflect the best traditions of the past. To be good, verse...