New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1922-07-09
London Letter
By Douglas Goldring

III 1 MAl pt oiEH va ~
years, significant as the frst gray
h hair. but | must confess. that /
cannot recover my old enthusiasm
for artistic quarterlies which DO
not pay for contributions. We have
had a round dozen OF them during the
last three years and very few have
survived four issues. As a rule, they
are produced by tenth-rate poets snxi-
Gus 10 advertise themselves IN con-
junction with the established. Only
very rarely do they succeed in bring
ing 20 light new talent.
Having got this of my chest ! must
I'm common decency say a word IN
favor Of Mr. Clifford Bax's new venture
THE Golden Hind" the hrst number
OF which Is 20 appear in October. I'm
like all It's rivals this quarterly viii
be guaranteed for two years by the
publishers. Messrs. Chapman K Hall;
and il will pay It's contributors. The
editor has already had the good sense
70 secure short story By Joseph
Hergesheimer. which, I am told, Is one
Of his best There is plenty Of room IN
this country for a literary magazine
which will print creative work. The
London Mercury" Is preoccupied with
Keats grandm other. and "The English
Review" still in some ways the most
entcrprising paper we have, IS re-
stricted FOR space and cannot afford TO
be generous in payment.
81 hate art and am sick TO death OF
books" remarked a friend the ether
day. whose books are generally con-
coded TO be the artistic successes OF
the moment. lie was quite sincere.
The sets and cliques and tea parties
had done II. We went away 20 Dor
setshire together, bathed innocent Oh
clothing from deserted beach and felt
much better.
am delighted 70 see that, AZ long
last. Messrs. Heinemann have reissued
Maurice Guest" by II. II. Richard
son. with a preface by Hugh Walpole.
Ever since this novel came 20 me Tor
review. in 1908, / have been recon-
mending IL 70 my friends. IL has for
years past been impossible 10 buy II IN
shops and the copies In the circulating
Libraries are worn and thumb marked.
n h certainly a hopeful sign that a
story OF real merit should be forced
hack again into circulation after four
teen years. But why did the publish
ers ever allow Il 70 go out OF prntE
The sitwell family, Osbert. Edith and
Sacheveroll. add greatly 20 the amenl-
ties Of London life so far as literary
people are concerned. Their poetry,
their vondettas and their dinner par
ties are all equally stimulating. The
two brothers have just returned from
italy where their father, Sir George
Sitwcll. has a wonderful castle some
miles outside Florence. Osbert Sitwell.
with whom | share my passion for
Baroaue architecture, has just been
making my mouth water by his de-
scriptions Of Calabris. where he has
been making tour OF exploration.
Miss Edith Sitwell, whom Arnold BEN
nett considers the most interesting OF
our younger poets, is the editor OF an
annual anthology OF modern verse
called wheels" The current issue Of
Wheels is Cnliyened by lampoon,
in the eighteenth century manner,
upon Messrs J. c. Squire, Edward
Shanks and Others Of their school.
suppose IL is the first occasion on
which this powerful literary combina-
ton. known colloquially as the
Squircarehy," has been held up to ridi-
Guile. Their press, OF course, main
tanned a rigid silence, but there was a
good deal Of laughter among the "un-
controlled"
The literary event in London during
the next few weeks is hkely 20 be the
publication Of Miss Rebecca Vests
long novel. The Judge" II
has taken three years 20 write and Is,
I am told. 100000 words in length.
Much is expected OF Il.