New-York tribune., 1921-11-05
THE DIARY OF OUR OWN SAMUEL pEpYs

THE DIARY OF OUR OWN SAMUEL PEPYS
Nouember 2-Early up, and to the Of
fee, and finished my stint betimcs, and
so to luncheon, and safe between H.
Candy and A. P. Herbert, and had
pleasant bantcring time of it, and made
speech before what seemed to me
thousands of people, and Mr.. Herbert
| told me it was the best speech ever he
heard in all his life, and I thought it
good, too. So to Kates for few min
utes, and so home to don my black suit,
and so to dinner, where were H. G..
Wells, and many others; and him
found an affable, pleasant man, yet
full, l thought, of great scorn for pre-
tense. But he Is able not to show this.
Many told him they did not agree with
this or that in "The Outline of His
tory" but I, had I read it, doubtless
should have agreed with all of it, such
is my Difference to those that know
more than l. What did disagree with
him in is his belief that the chop or
cut stroke in lawn tennis is unfair;
but weightier matters were toward so
| called him Herbert, and he said,
Don't call me Herbert. So + feared h.
would rebuke me, but he added, Call
me Young 'Erb. Which cndeared him
to me greatly. Sat late with H.
Mencken and j. Siddall and others,
and so home and to-bed.
3--Ali day at the Office, and so home
to dinner, cooked by our new hand
maiden Miriam, and w. Enright there
and A. Hill and Mabel, and thence to
see E. O'Neill's play Gamma Christie"
as good a play as l have seen, and Miss
Pauline Lords and Mr.. George Maron's
acting without any flaw soever. So
home and to-bed.
AT my stint all day, and in the
evening to G. Rice's for dinner.
Complete haracterizer-and one of
many in that shining book-from
Vera: "Wemyss held forth. He
stood on the hearthrug filling his pipe
and told everybody what he
thought. They were talking about Ire
land when he came in, and after the
disturbance of his arrival had subsidized
he asked them not to mind but to
go on. He then proceeded to go on
himself, telling them what he thought;
and what he thought was what The
Times had thought that morning.
Wemyss spoke with the practiced
fuency of q leading article. He liked
politics and constantly talked them at
his club, and it created vacancies in
the chairs near him"
Revclatory stuff about masculine
complacency, pompousness, and corrod-
ing selfishncss has appeared recently.
In "Vera" and "Mr. Waddington of
Wyck" the speculation wonder -what-a-
man-thinks-about is played with
played with adroty and with consid-
erable bite in the humor. To those
who are interested in that theme we
recommend not only those books but
also Meredith's "The Egoist," W. B.
Maxwell's "1n Cotton Wool" and Ring
Lardner's "You Know Me AL" "Gulli
ble's Travels" and "Champion."
| The Personal Bartlett
VI am the master of my mate"
John Anderson, my beau, John"
COR1NNA.
Grow bold along with me-"
''She is not bare to outward view"
"Where do you come from, lager beer 2"
RITA.
There is a revival on of the old
Arthur Mometer - Isabel Necessary
school of wheezes. "Do you knew Han
nah ?" asked Margaret. Hannah who 2"
qreried Mr.. Connolly, for it was in
: deed he. Hannah golden hair was
hanging down her back" was the re-
ply. well" said Mr.. Connelly.
"there's Machiavelli." "MachiaveNi
who?" cried they all. "Machiavelli
nice suit for $685." said Mr.. c.
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