Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1920-08-05
The Wilndmill
IN THE BooKsHoP.

IN THE BooKsHoP.
Here is the graveyard of the shat
tered hopes,
The temple OF ambitions built on
high,
The labyrinth Of all the human
thoughts.
The maze OF all the dreams Of CEN
turtles.
1.-THE ROAD TO HAPPINESS"
BY John Moody.
This is the joylcss fruit of shaving
mind,
book conceived in bitter loneliness. /
For twenty years old Moody thought
1t out
And would not draft line until he
had.
Then putting to 1t all his heart and
strength
He wrote this program for better
world.
His name, he told himself, would
never die
And men a thousand years away
would pause
And offer fervent thanks that he had
lived,
But now bis book lies on a hidden
shelf,
Buried in darkness, dusty with ne
elect,
Waiting a buyer who win never
come.
| AFTER US-THE DELUGE."
BY Thomas C1eghorn.
This picture of the livid years ahead
Was written in the fervent flush Of
youth;
Young Cleghorn warned the world
that 1t must cure
It's strife for power and Its 'tch for
gold,
Remold the very bases Of iSs life
Or bring disaster tumbling on its
head.
He painted. black as pitch the Money
Beast
And mourned the countless souls
crunched by its jaws
But this was thirty years ago and
still
Full-fed, he wallows in the lap Of
luxury
And shuts his eyes lest he may weep
to see
Some weakling crushed beneath his
huge machine.
CLOSE TO LIFE"
BY Henry Jameson.
This book was lived. a human history
OF all the Ills and hopes man gives
to man;
1t tells OF love and death and swift
ambition
In words that pulse and leap from
out the page.
It is a record of a rushing life
That reckless flowed beyond its NOR
tai banks.
A record written by steady hand
Impelled to move by sheer emotions
urge.
But there arc none who come to ask
for It.
It rests among the volumes that have
died,
For all the critics in the land agreed
That this was fiction. much too far
from life.
''THE HUMAN HEART"
BY Edgar Wright.
Here is the seasons greatest seller,
All ages and all sexes seek It out;
II Is the story OF a crowded life, S
OF ali the wild adventure people
dream
But never act, and never have, nor
will.
Young wright, the author. lives
where he was born;
The wanderlust has never gripped
his soul: IN
The things he writes no never feels
nor sees;
But sales are piling up, which really
counts.
And when his newest book goes into
type
The critics will acclaim. with full,
some praise:
There is a man who paints life as it
It'll"
Say this much for Debs: You don't
have to go thru political campaign
to find out the worst about him.
POLITICAL PoME.
Across this nation broad and wide.
/. In city or on farm,
The politicians point with pride
Or else view with alarm.
A careful perusal Of the papers
makes us wonder whatever has hap
pened to Lenine and Trotsky. the
gold brick twinsY
Times have changed. gentle read
ers, since Omar first made his we'll
known loaf of bread jug of W n e.
book diverse proposal He thought
the invitation pastoral simplicity. To
the average American today It sounds
like the height OF luxury.
Prohibition has done this much for
the United States. It has demon
strated that after-dinner speeches
didn't used to sound as silly as they
really were.
Soft drinks. New York restaura-i
tours announce, are rapidly taking
the place hitherto occupied by wines
on bills of fare. They have already
taken the prices.