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Donald Davidson, 45, is a Tennessean, professor of English at Tennessee's Vanderbilt University, a leading member of the Southern agrarians (Allen Tate, John Crowe Ransom, et al.). Like the rest of those resolute, nostalgic patriots, he believes that the thread of U. S. destiny was lost somewhere in the tangle of the Civil War. As citizens the agrarians think they can tie that thread into modern life, as poets they feel that the thread has gone for good. In Lee in the Mountains (Houghton Mifflin, $2), a book of short narrative poems, Davidson's heroes are dead...
...hill station of Kanwali. A battalion of the King-Emperor's Indian soldiers were observing Mohammed's strict law. During Ramadan, it is written, a Moslem must not enjoy the pleasures of food, drink, tobacco and women from that time in the morning when a white thread can be distinguished from a black one, until the hour of the evening when neither can be seen...
...muscular abdominal wall. Dr. Cullen often tells the story of their first meeting, in Toronto's General Hospital in 1891. Young Tom Cullen was the intern assigned to handle the great Dr. Kelly's instruments. As Dr. Kelly grasped his scalpels Dr. Cullen turned round to thread a needle. When he looked back in a few seconds he was astonished to find the patient's abdomen open. Most surgeons at the General took ten minutes for this procedure...
...having left for the season, Alf got his friend, Charlie Nickerson, to take him out. Captain Nickerson is one of many young commercial fishermen whom the Government has encouraged to equip themselves to guide visiting game fishermen. Alf Kenney marveled at the huge 16-0 reel and the 54-thread line, which scarcely looked hefty enough to hold a fish like the 860-pounder which Churchill Bower had brought into Shelburne few days before, taken with a keg and handline...
Angler Stanley's tackle was adequate (14-0 reel, 36-thread line) but the Mongoose's cockpit afforded him no proper foot rest to fight so big a fish. His friend, William Hale Harkness, had to spell him on the rod. Evening was at hand before they had their monster subdued-and then it sounded (dived deep). They began the laborious job of "pumping" the dying fish to the top, when violent thrashing on their line and clouds of blood deep in the water told them that something else was after their fish-sharks! By the time they...