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This Man Seemed
to Grow Backward

THE TOWER OF OBLIVION. BY Oliver
Onion. The Macmillan Company.
..1NHE TOWER OF OBLIVION"
is a peculiar tale of phan-
L tasy. It's setting is very
modern. A G. X. Chesterton hero
encounters a transformation which
reminds one of DIR. Jekyll and Mr..
Hyde. 1t is the story of a man
who grows backward. At irregular
intervals Derwent Rose wakes to find
himself several months younger. Al
each stage of his life he is compelled
to live the past over again, that is to
follow the impulses which ruled that
stage of his growth He is man
without real identity.
His story is told by Sir George
Coverham. He is also an author, as
is Derwent Rose, but his books are
closer to reality. Coverham said of
his own literary creed: PERSONALLY
I don't thinks either heaven or hell
the safest plaee to go for copy" Der
went Rose had to pay terrible price
for the intensity of his emotions. He
was eventually an outcast because of
the peculiar doom upon him. He
might become irrecognizable to his
friends within fortnight. He could
not enjoy the fame he had won by his
"vicarage of Bray" or APE in Hell.'
and his other books. In regaining his
youth he again became a splendid
athlete, but because of his weird
anonymity he could not compete for
prizes.
Mr.. Rose said of himself: Every
morning of my life I've tried to look
at the universe as If I'd never seen 1t
before--as if it had never been seen
by anybody before" This freshness
of vision as a mental habit made it
easier for him to adjust himself to
his peculiar metamorphosis.
Sir George Coverham told Miss
Julia Oliphant about the peculiar case.
She had always been In love with
Derwent Rose. She made up her mind
to capture him as he went backward
in years. Her effort to appear younger
than her years and to be siren was
pathetic. She was gratified by a mo-
mentary success and then in his back
ward recession Derwent Rose forgot
her. and disappeared from view.
Sir George Coverham next encoun-
tered Derwent Rose in France living
under French name. and found that
he had swum the Channel to avoid
passport difficulties. He was then II.
He had forgotten all his literary am
bitions and was intent on becoming a
painter. Sir George Coverham felt
an increasing sense of responsibility
when his friend fell in love with
Janet Aird, a girl of 16, but he was
unable to prevent the situation and
could not help being impressed by the
strange element Of beauty in the
tragedy.
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sionately to the Anglo-Saxon; the sew
enteenth century was her home"
Later on of her prose we read:
If her own Goose Quill Papers
show the parentage she owns. IL is
preeminently of Hazlitt She was
enamored of him. his amiable and de-
lightful style that is not too homespun
for the scholar nor in any wise too
recondite for men of livelier apprehen-
sion. And If the intellect of man has
laws of its own. quite apart from In
clinations OF the heart, Hazlitt. may be
said to be the friend and comrade of
tffectionate minds"
And touching her feeling for the
home of her forebears:
Though so ardent an American,
England was her spirits home. The
odor of' musty archives was as de
licious in her nostrils as hawthorn
buds In May. To come upon
her picture of pre-war London makes
blessed interlude i'm the shriekinR
present. That essay Quiet
London, dated 1890. has heartbreak
in IL. as well as beauty, for those who
knew the London of old and who will
80 ~ hO htOits fitit Is ltlt
rain-swept atmosphere:
"The hushing rain from n windless
sky falls in sheets of silver or gray,
gray az violet, violet as smouldering
purple. and anon makes whole what il
had hardly riven; the evil spun OF
nameless. analogue tints which bring
up the perspective of every road. the
tapestry of sun-shot mist which
Theophilc Gautier admired and with
all his eyes"
And at the end Miss Brown heaps
instance upon instance of Louise
Guiney's entirely incommunicable
power
I'm what niche shall we set her
station OF renown? She has done the
most authentic and exquisite verse
America has yet produced Is Il not
rather to its honor and our defeated
fame that no widespread recognition
OF II could have been predicted7 Is
Hazlitt widely read? Does Charles
Lamb sell by the million, or the seven-
teenth century iyrists by the hundred
thousand? Louise Quincy was like so
much that is austerely beautiful in the
modern world. q victim Of democ-
racies."
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Reality.
BY MARY SIECRIST.
DO not like you, Infinite"
You swa How IN r,ap's mind,

III DO not like you, Infinite"
You swallow up mems minds
And cram within your nav
Unwilling children's troubled, fright
ened prayers.
You that the preachers talk about
You that the dull professors teach
1Tp tired students of their ologies.
What are you but sawdust thing,
A stuffed, fat bellied scarecrow on the
fence
Along the road where lovely Life
rides by;
Where happy children, wiser at their
play
THAN all the solemn learned ones
Throw stones at you
|Or, laughing, pass you as they chase
The wing dust of the butterfly?
7 do not like you, Infinite,
Who cloud mems minds with foolish
vaporings
And lure them on to nothing at the
end.
| think the ragged cobbler down the
block
Holds more of heaven within his
tired eyes
Than ever you
Expounders of the Infinite.
And once, / well remember, on the
sad White Way
How saw God upon harlot's face;
And once | looked on one they called
And on his face, repentant, shone a
Christ.
And once from out the loveliness
OF 1.-THE dancing girl I saw God
smile;
And in the eloquent eyes OF Anne
There with her papers at the subway
stand
| see the beauty of all holiness;
And once, wind tossed, knee deep
within a field
OF sun washed buttercups
saw a child with heaven in her face.
No, no, do not understand
Their ceaseless prating of an Infinite;
But in the large, wide silence Of a
friend
| hear God speak.
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An American PrieStess of Poetry

LOUISE IMOGEN Quincy. A study.
BY Alice Brown. With a portrait en-
graved on wood by Timothy Cole The
Macmillan Company
TN this memorial tribute, modestly
called a study, Miss Brown has
written 100 pages which she
doubtless, through sheer love of her
subject. will prefer above many of her
purely professional achievements in
story telling. Nor will she be alone
in her judgment. however appreciative
of all her story teller's gifts her friends
may be.
Quincy, Miss Brown proceeds with a
quiet dignity AZ of priest at an altar,
and only by some extracts, progress
lively through this beautiful little book
can any impression of it's charm and
true merit be conveyed. In the begin
ming she says:
Louise Imogen Quincy, roet, essay
list and scholar. was an extraordinarily
limpid and valiant SOUL whose death
seems in no sense referable to our own
responsive emotion. but one of bare
fact and calm inevitableness. rebirth
into a sort of present immortality i'm
letters. a new affirmation of response
to her unique accomplishment even
among those to whom she had become
only a name out Of the many-syllabled
past.
TO Louise Quincy there were two
transcending realities: poetry, and
what men call. With varying accent,
religion. She believed in poetry as. i'm
the old sense. an ecstasy. =.
Louise Guiney's singing life was not
long, because. after the impulse in its
first capricious spontaneity. had left
her, she did not urge IL back again
II would have been impossible for her,
at any period. to select desirable. sub
jects for poetry as the landscape
painter marks a lovely spot in his
minds eye, to return with tubes and
brush. Once she did own to the tempt
ing exercise of composing a poem in
cold blood II turned out to be COM
pact Of beauties appealing to the pub
lie mind. and she viewed IL henceforth
from hurt and wistful wonder. You
might say she cherished n distaste for
It. az being a child OF indirect lineage
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Illustration from The Laughing Prince

hand matter for study OF the tempera-
ment and the tradition color of the
Southern Slavs, who, as a national or
racial entity, have so lately pene-
trated into our coloquial vocabulary
as "Jugo-Slavs.
/ feel bound to assert here my sure
conviction that the only literary archi-
tect in the medium of folk and fairy
tales who ever struck an absolutely
perfect octave for the child mind and
the mind sophisticated, without under
tones to bewilder the babe or over
tones tempting the graduate to yawn,
was Laboulaye. / am sure the great
Frenchman built as beautiful gift
for his grandchildren and their play
fellows spread nation wide, and, in
cidentally. for their fathers too, as he
did in other and more world renowned
work of his for our cause i'm the civil
war. And | would like not to prove,
but to disprove, our immortal Mr..
Sheridan I'm his warning of us that
caparisons are odorous. by venturing
that Mr. Fillmore in his present fairy
and folk lore labor rs doing something
not undk1Il " lie Dchulil VI SNiuNtH
of Laboulaye.
He differs vastly i'm the fact. here
most appropriate and praiseworthy,
that he never superimposes his per-
sonality upon the naive. artless ram
blings, fancy free, of the rich, foreign
folk imagination, from the milk of
which he has SKINNED the cream for
us
With no attempt to excise or even
disguise what one may eXcusably
term Chestnuts of Incident Ohe pc
rennial Shepherd Who Understood the
Language of Animals.) or Old Timers
Of Heroes (that everlasting Farmers
Son Who Was Able 90 Make the Prin-
cess Laugh), he let's the tales flow
blithely on according to the folk who
made---or inherited--and loved them;
yet always i'm his own style" which
here, unaffected and for him who runs
either a cable car or a kiddie car TO
read. comprises "A charming manner
Of English that has never a manner
ism. but that still gives MS Parker
Fillmore-again and again refresh
ingly--at his best
To point this: The most unshackled
imagination rides through the whole
book. with fabulous. impossible adj
ventures and adventures that are peo-
pied with animals. animated with peo-
pie, and the casual--most casual
colloquial expression of the episodes.
especially some of the bland contre-
temps between humans and inhumans,
ever and anon shoots humor through
the grotesquerie that is the most cap
turing for nerer being emphasized or,
apparently, e&tn sought for.
For.instance. in the continuously in
teresting story of THE Dragons
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REVIEWS OF FICTION AND POETRY

Strength" the Prince Shepherd is val
iantly daring the dragon to combat.
That, you'll say, is quite according to
Hoyle. You've heard 1t somewhere
before. But the conversation that
takes place about it is not according
to Hoyle at all. Here it is:
"Ho, dragon, come out and well try
a wrestling match! That is, if you're
not afraid"
"Afraid?" bellows an awful voice,
who's afraid?"
Imagine big boob OF a dragon who
like the village school house tough
would make answer, afraid? Who's
afraid?'
Mr.. Ffllmore's instructive sympa-
thetic skill in turning child life into
letters has humanized that dragon, a
numbering, near. to tears bully. and
where the young gentleman Cor LADY,
win naturally respond only to the
homelike familiarity of conversational
language by him or her so easily un-
derstood, the whimsical humor of il
will catch the sage chuckling from an
other angle.
The stories in their telling are al
most even in their merits. But along
the recklessly colored road of what
Mr.. Fillmore aptly calls their "pica-
resque' adventure are several which
press out from among the others in
their objective idealism or native
cropping for semblance. even a body
of art structure. One of these, no.
tably, is the collections one Oriental
tale-native as any other, and only
Turkey tinted" but very fascinat-
ingly tinted at that. This is THE
Nightingale in the Mosque" and it is
redolent, both intrinsically and in it's
delightful incorporation into our lam
guage, of true, even symmetrical story
telling. 1t is the best tale in the book
save one.
And that one, happily for the clos
ing flavor, is the really exquisite mar
rative of Christ, unrolling. in it's nomi-
nal guise of 1.-THE Silver Tracks," a
legendary concept delcately aromatic
of the Apocrypha, colorful as any of
its companions OF mere mundane
magic, while filed page by page to
the satisfying, happy end with lofty
tenderness. This, in a volume uni
formly charming, is an outstanding
thing. beautiful to begin with. then
beautifully rendered.
HORACE FISH.
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large or over long, but plentiful, and
physically alluring, as BELTS its inner
nature-handsome to look at, with its
gracious type and tie very many sug-
gestive and decorative drawings lex
tremely modern yet genuinely ro-
mantic) by Jay Van Everen. One al
most hesitates TO explore further fear
ing that the so delightful costume is
designed to palm off vacuous rehash
of old notions on the unwary current
young 'un who would be happier with
a vividly autographed cinderella" or
a good old spongy papered Brothers
Grimm smelling of printers ink.
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adopted at the age of two years and
two months.
Then a son is born. The father
Tony, continues to love "Doro' better,
and because of his wife's death at the
birth of Rex he leaves the children in
the care of an aunt and disappears for
years.
The aunt loves Rex and fills his
life as his mother would. had she lived.
Rex, slightly crippled, and thereby
unable to lead a strenuous out of door
life, is very fond of his active sister
and, despite her love of the open and
her vigorous health, she too is very
fond of her adopted brother, three
years her junior.
Into their life when "Doro" is
seventeen and Rex fourteen Tony
comes. He settles down and proceeds
to fill his life with men friends and
"Doro" and sports.
Then comes love to "Doro" i'm the
guise of her adopted fathers brother
"Pan," and troubles begin there.
How "Doro" became an opera singer,
how she is received with great joy by
the country of her birth. how London
and Paris open their doors to her. how
men come and go in her life, until in
the end she finds real love, is delight
fully told
In "Doro'' Miss Wadsley shows en-
.vironment acting with greater force
than heredity. Her other characters,
which are varied she pictures so hu-
manly that the reader forgets that
they come out of a book.
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PRODIGAL DAUGHTERS. BY Joseph
Hooking Fleming H. Revell Com
pany.
IA [R. HOOKING has accomplished
MI in "Prodigal Daughters" the
L feat of delivering a very
positive opinion on the attitude OF
modern children toward their parents
and at the same time telling a story
which by its manifest sincerity Of
purpose and the dramatic incidents
with which its chapters are filed holds
the readers attention from beginning
to end
When Col. Lester Trelawney of the
British army was ordered abroad he
left his wife and four children well
provided for in his Hampstead home.
He served two years in Egypt and the
following four years in the great war,
for which services he was later made
a General and knighted.
His daughters Eleanor and Peggy,
with whom this story principally deals,
were Is and IL. respectively. when the
Colonel left them in their mothers
care. After an uninterrupted service
OF six years he returned home to find
himself n stranger to his own chill
dren. In fact. from the way they
treated him he might as well have
been an ogre of the fairy tale brand.
without an English fathers firm
hand these independent creatures were
brazenly defying their mothers au-
thority. The parents considered them
devoid of modesty and reticence their
dresses were appallingly scant; they
had made unauthorized acquaintance
and formed what their parents counted
Objectionable habits. Compelled by no
financial necessity, Eleanor had taken
up office work. Peggy had been work.
ing in a munition factory. Eleanor
was openly consorting with group
OF free thinkers--pronounc free
upon the subject of marriage. Peggy
was in love with young man OF
whom her parents disapproved.
In spite of the Colonel's protests
both girls bolted the paternal roof.
Eleanor continued her Office work.
Peggy married her man, living
wretched existence with him until he
finally deserted her. Deity the au-
thor portrays the suffering and disil-
lusionment OF the two girls. also their
decision to return home and their re-
ception by the family.
This book should be popular with
parents Of a certain type. though even
parents are not all certain Of their in
fallibiity. Too many of them have
seen husbands OF whom fathers and
mothers approved bring daughter to
unhappiness.
But II the reader will let the au-
thor's limping logic pass he will find
that Mr.. Hooking knows how to tell
story. which is something to be
thankful for.
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Dragon Yelled Who's Afraid?

THE LAUGHING PRINCE: JUGO-
SLAV FOLK AND FAIRY TALES.
BY Parker Fillmore. illustrated by
Jay Van Everen. Harcourt, Brace
Co.
r F you have not passed beyond the
indefinite age line of your ca
pacity for enjoying fairy tales
(and I heartily say God pity YOU If
you haven't, devil take you" if you
haveD there's q glad succession of
bountiful hours and half hours for
you, child Of any age or grown up Of
any healthy memories, in this new
volume.
Here is a copious book. not over
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petually looking from magic case
ments.' 1t brings the twilight feeling"
Writing OF separate excellences Miss
Brown says:
I'm "A Roadside Harp (1s93) she is
in full swing Of that individual color
and form Of verse that were hers
henceforth, hall marked, inimitable, of
n delicate yet imperishable fragility of
loveliness, unique as the hand they
were written in. Here sounds. her own
true note. Irish by birth, she
had not TO the full what she finds in
Mangan. that racial luxuriance and
nuency.' And, like him, her genius Is
happier on Saxon than on Celtic
ground. Her love in letters ran pas
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n mood disloyal to the greater gods.
She was ever the acolyte in that tenn
pie. never beseeching the altar but
serving it. For she was of those pill
grims of destiny who are perpetualIy
referring this world to the pattern Of
worlds existing before time began. To
her poetry is an unspoken allegiance
to the very essence OF mysticism,
magic, glamourie. It is the echo from
far hills of space. 1t is per-
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But the name Parker Fillmore. not
author of these tales, but at once
both less and more than that-their
sponsor and their ecreator--imme-
diately dispels this bugaboo, and you
know that if you are taking a chance
it is the best chance in the world.
For it needs but one Hickory Limb"
such as this writer once gave us to
prove that what has been worth his
while to write will be worth ours to
read.
A brief, interesting foreword tells
us the sources of the wandering, i'm
aginative fourteen stories, and proffers
them to the youngster of typical fairy
tale years as sheer healthy entertain
ment, and to the mature reader as first
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Bailey. Inc Penn PuDilShfng Com
pany.
"A IRIS. TEMPLE BAILEY is
I\H known to readers of books
Il and magazines through her
delightful novels and through her
equally delightful, short stories In
1.-The Gay Cockade" we have a group
of the latter, fourteen in number,
which have appeared in such maga-
zines as Harper's. Saturday Erenin0
Post and others.
We would not be so impertinent as
to say this or that story is the best,
for they are all best. We found each
so true to life so full of her remark
able insight and her perception of the
romance that comes to every one in
some guise and each plot is worked
out in so delightful a setting that it
is more than we dare do to say "the
best story is"
Read over the following list of the
titles and maybe you will recall one
or two of them from magazine reading.
If you have read one of the stories
you will read the rest. II you have
not read any of them try one and
you will read them all. tale that ap-
pealed to us greatly was "Wait-For
Prince Charming" 1t deals with the
life of two girls in an office. One
stands on the threshold of maj riage
and the other has followed the advice
of her employer and waited-but
Prince Charming las not come. 1t
is a story that gives a little tug at
your heart. But for that matter all
of them do. They have to because,
you see. Temple Bailey wrote them.
The stories in this book are THE Gay
Cockade," "The Hidden Land" white
Birches," "The Emperor's Ghost"
THE Red Candle" Returned Goods"
Burned Toast" "Petronella." "The
Canopy Bed" Sandwich Jane" Lady
Crusoe," "A Rebeliicus Grandmother"
"Wait-For Prince Charming" and
"Beggars on Horseback" Take your
choice or choose them all.
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First
With Adopted Child

ALMOND BLOSSOMS. BY Olive wads-
ley. Dodd, Mead & Co.
A 4 ISS WADSLEY has given her
MI book an interesting founda-
ton. The story opens with
a childless couple, the man longing for
an adopted child and the wife loving
her husband so dearly that her own
feelings are put aside and Dolores, a
child of poor Spanish parents, is
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Short Stories Fit
for Long Reading

THE GAY COCKADE. BY Temple
Bailey. The Penn Publishing Com
pany.
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LITTLE, BROWN &
COMPANY'S
Leading January Nouels
JUST PUBLISHED
THE RIDER OF GOLDEN BAR
BY WILLIAM PATTERSON WHITE

the old West Lynch Lawyers"
disc popular with
stories But 'The Rider Of Golden Bar is Whites best Sheriff
Wingo driving the caesters Crockett
Wyoming stirring tale full of rapid
the of Mr. Whites pontss all
nd entertaining
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Says MIR. Hooking
Girls Are Shocking

PRODIGAL DAUGHTERS. BY Joseph
Hooking. Fleming II. Revell Com
pany.
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THE HIDDEN PLACES
By BERTRAND w. SINCLAIR

An enthrsn modern Enoch Arden
find himself officially dead his
spent This nteeompn novel by the Of
Fftyhree Burned Bridges the
the locality the British Columbia
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RS. TEMPLE BAILEY is
known to readers of books
and magazines through her