Evening star., 1932-04-03
The Stirring Ad7enfures Of a Lanaer-M,,
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This time it is Paul, that man who Upset
the World
Like other modem WRITER'S scientific in bent
and searching for strict truth, Mr.. Barton
seeks out Paul himself in the Acts Of the
Apostles, where ne is TO be found and where
he may be questioned face. to face concerning
his own life Paul, 1t turns out, was great
letter writer, back of that no doubt great
taker Not SO easy therefore, to select auto
geographic facts from the tangle Of theories
and beliefs and objurgations of the many 'Epis
ties" Not impossible. however, for here in
clear outline and straight story are the salient
points in the great career of Paul
Even distinct an achievement does not
give the true point Of the matter. II includes
that point and becomes ITS medium. The pur
pose OF the book is to give Paul currency with
this day and this moment on all the days OF
the week, not alone On Sunday. So, what OF
personal quality, or of education-for Paul was
educated far beyond the other disciples-what
of foresight, Of convincing argument or per-
suasive power, what of persistence and the
win to succeed animated Paul and carried him
SO far IN the cause Of Christianity? Such,
some Of the implied questions, lying behind
the actions and words Of Paul as he and this
author walk the streets of today booking into
its activities, into business and common human
intercourse, into friendly contacts and un-
friendly oppositions booking into the ftin face
Of this time, this hour and sizing Paul Ter the
true weekday currency of the man IN q vastly
complicated world. Paul seems 20 like It,
Seems 10 realize that week days outnumber the
one Sunday, that these are, IN a SENSE the
test Of Sunday. He likes it. And certainly,
one. reading, gets q new idea OF this go-getter
among the saints OF this modern big man IN
the midst OF affairs. Gets it, to- with NO
blur upon his reverence for Paul the Apostle
WIND IN THE GRASS. BY Cfristy Mackaye
With an introductory. letter by Edwin Ar
lington Robinson. New York: Harper ,&
Brothers
DEILCATE stuff, and young. Very pleasing,
- because OF its clear sincerity, OF its tree
dom from any semblsnce of poetic posture.
A feeling Of kinship with nature in a thou.
sand Of its lesser moods and manifestations
started the quest Of this girl, I'm sure for the
ties that bound them together. Nothing, or
almost nothing, The laughter OF the ground,
rejoicing In the sum-" Peace falling i'm little
noises, through tine pasture grasses" !" "T1ae tiny
chatter Of the leafy hosts" CLINT OF sun, q
sweep Of wings-nothing much But sight,
sound, scent touch, brought In impressions and
feelings Of beauty which words used hnagina-
lively. transformed to lyric need and rhythm
and effect. "
Read this one for it's simplicity, its honesty,
its essence OF truth Shelter Is the name:
Here in the wood there is snow
Only the faint gray wash of wind,
The crows cry like the taste of bark;
Here in the wood CO.
Ffecking the gentle now
OF pine waves breaking cndlessiy On air,
With ticking OF the twigs beneath my fest,
Here IN the brittle wood 20
Sheltered from SNOW"
Or,
EDGE OF EVENING.
Blue, smoky ember-
Little little land
OF the smouldering dusk
Let me blow you out,
And hold IN my hand
Your husk"
SEPARATE STAR. BY Mary Badger Wilson,
author of aNIeu Dreams for Old >, Pfila-