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Evening star., 1945-04-29
Among
the Authors
By Carolyn Coggins.

Donald Porter Geddes had an idea
that a pocketbook edition about
President Roosevelt would be in
great demand and put his staff to
work on assembling pictures, radio
and news stories, speeches and the
Robert Sherwood Memorial. Nine
days after the Presidents death, this
material was in a book, Franklin
Delano Roosevelt-A Memorial" and
100000 copies were being shipped all
over the country.
X x X x
Ben Lucien Burman is on a
Steamboat Round the Bend" max
ing trip down the Mississippi River
from st. Louis. His manuscript for
Rooster Grows for Day" was fin
ished late, but promptly won the
Thomas Jefferson Award contest
This is buttons $4,000 prize toward
royalties ''for the best book manu-
script submitted by a Southern au-
thor" Now the contest is open
again. until March, 1916.
When Edward Gross, who pro-
duced Chicken Every Sunday" on
Broadway, looked around for an
other hit, he decided on God Send
Sunday" a novel written by Arna
Bontemps and published IA years
ago. He will change the title, bring
ing the play to New York as st
Louis Woman"
It amused most of the hundred or
more guests invited to the cocktail
party given at the Ritz-Carlton for
September Remember" to learn it
was novel about reformed alco-
holic. The authors remained anony-
nous, since one of them is a member
of Alcoholics Anonymous. Their
book was started long before Lost
Week End" was published-that
other story about a man who drank
too much. Every one tried to spot
people without glasses in their
hands, thinking to find the two who
wrote this novel as Eliot Taintor
They remained unknown.
X
Sinclair Lewis has returned to his
source" by moving to Duluth, Mimi,
where he has an enormous home
with 30-some rooms. Phyllis Bot
tome writes from Cornwall in Eng
land that she is almost through
writing novel. 1t will probably ar
rive in time to show up as an au-
tumn book. Henrietta Buckmas-
ter's Deep River" is being trans
lated into French for publication in
Paris soon. This novel about the
fight against slavery in Georgia be-
fore the Civil War was published in
this country last fall.
Evening star., 1945-04-29
Book Reviews in Brief

Duell, Sloan and Pearce.) The
true story Of young married counle
separated by the war, told through
the husbands letters with COM
ments by the wife. Touching.
Private Purkey's Private Peace,
by H. I. Phillips. (Putnans.) Mr..
Phillips little soldier crashes the
peace conference and makes suR-
gestions. Amusing. - j.,
ANIMALS. --,--
My Animal Babies, by Nellie j.
Benchley. little, Brown) The only
woman ZOO director (San Diego,
CalifD writes about young animals
In captivity. Pleasant. .~~
NOVELS.
Prelude to Night, by Dayton Stod-
dart. Coward McCann.) A novel
Of the rise of a poor American boy
to riches and ruthlessness. A good
deal Of John Dos Passos.
The Ghostly Lover, by Elizabeth
Hardwick. (Harcourt, Brace.) Story
of young Kentucky girl who fees
an uncongenial family to find "in-
tegration" in New York, but still Is
haunted by the family specter.
Evening star., 1945-04-29
THE WAR

Jews In the Postwar World, by
Max Gottschalk and Abraham G
Duker. Dryden.) Study of the
needs Of the Jews as they will be
after the peace, summing up to a
democratic structure OF interna-
tional society and, within Jewish
communities, an increased reliance
on Jewish customs.
The Future Of Europe, by Johan-
mes Steel. Holt.) A study, coun-
try by country, of the political, eco
nomic, chronological and religious
factors which are going to compli-
cate efforts to obtain a reasonable
arrangement of life in postwar Eu-
rope. Realistically discouraging.
Before Final Victory, by Chang
Kai-shek. (Chinese News Service. }
The collected speeches of China &
Generalissimo, 1884.
Whistle While You Wait, by Fred
Howard with interludes by Janet
Evening star., 1945-04-29
New Books

Main Streets New Neighbors, So, May 3
A Texan in England, $3.50, May Q.
Ny Animal Babies. So. May 2.
Too Small . World, $3.50, April %.
Jews in the Postwar World, S3, April 80
Prelude to Night, So, April 80,
The Land Of the Chosen People, 50,
May 2.
Franklin Delano Roosevelt, a memorial
The Western Gateway,
American Planning and Civic Annual.
Eootioose Fiddler, S2.75, April 80.
Youth Is the Time, $3.50, April 80.
They Found the Church There, S1.75,
April 80.
Satin Skirts Of Commerce, S3.75, May 2.
The Life ofoPope Plus XII, S3, April 30.
The Room Behind the Mantle, Sl,5O,
World Culture, ST.
The Road Back, 81.
War and Peace Aim, 80 cents.
Evening star., 1945-04-29

petty law, you might be Gas I was)
a college-trained girl with no job
and scared to death In the midst Of
che great depression. It didn't mat
ter. Ernie would understand how
your life happened to get into that
shape. And more than that-he
would look right through the cir
cumstances and understand about
you, know what kind OF person you
were, not be fooled by anything in
cidental, get right at your essen
tials. And then he would be your
friend
It's word we ordinarily use to
designate those who don't do any
thing against us. In general, when
we say some one is q friend we mean
that we can turn our backs on him
without expecting a stab. But with
Ernie it meant that he was right out
in front doing battle. He was his
friends champion. And all you ever
had to do to be his friend was need
him. With him, that was enough.
He Vas Selfless
He had a gift for sane unmaWkish
pity which was akin to what we read
of the saints. Il can hear him laugh
Okay, Ernie. If it weren't true, we
all wouldn't be crying now, the hun
dred thousand or so Of u.s. Because
he was so utterly persona self
he was able to be selhess. Because
as an individual, he had so much in
him that was untouchably his own
he could belong to everybody.
I haven't yet been successful in
convincing myself that he is gone
Anyway, I'll never believe that Ernie
went to heaven. If he went any
where, If there is crossroads out
in cosmos where a man can make q
choice, I think Ernie stood there
looking at the signboard little, got
better grip on his typewriter and
then deliberately set out for hell
He'd figure that in heaven every
body was doing all right. But in
he'll there would be some. amazed
and bewildered, who felt that their
cases needed explaining, some who
would want to tell somebody how II
all happened. They'd be the ones
he'd look for, they'd be the ones
he'd find And when he found them
he would be their friend.
And, unless he'll is more different
from the world than think, after a
while the devils would get to be sort
of ashamed Of themselves. Anc
they would come up to tell this guy
Pyle their side of 1t all and how they
came to be working at such lousy
job. And Ernie wouldn't blame
them either. And when he moved
on to some new assignment, theyc
miss him too. Just like all the res,
OF us-poor devils who have lost q
friend.
Evening star., 1945-04-29
Memoirs of an
Ex-DipIomot
By F. M. Huntington Wilson
bruce Humphries, Inc.;; s3.)
Reviewed by
WILLIAM H. HARRISON.


Reviewed by
WILLIAM H. HARRISON.
This is the personal story of an
American gentleman who has lived
gracefully in the world and who at
the same time has served his coun-
try well. Any one who remembers
the old State Department and its
lpersonalities-the pre-1914 State
Department-will delight in the
book, and any one seriously inter-
ested in learning about the devel-
opment of our diplomacy will, as
Charles A. Beard suggests, find
much light in it.
Mr.. Wilson was graduated from
Yale in 1897, and soon thereafter
began his diplomatic career as sec
ond secretary of the Legation at
Tokyo. What he has to say about
the japanese, with whom he lived
for nine years, is not infrequently
amusing but mostly it is SOLDERING
analysis of people who have never
quite grown out of their anachro-
nistic character in the modern
world. Mr.. Wilson's searching COM
ment on this point makes reward
ing reading at time when Japan's
future must enter the calculations
OF every nation now engaged in the
Far Eastern war.
But perhaps the most interesting
and illustrating part of Mr.. Will
Son't memoirs has to do with the
first genuine effort to reorganize the
State Department in keeping with
the rapidly changing conditions of
the Goth century. After his service
in Tokyo. Mr.. Wilson was called
back to Washington in 1906 as third
assistant secretary to Secretary Eli
hu Root. Thereupon, to the pain
of more than few who liked the
old way of doing things, he applied
himself diligently to the task of
modernization, which meant put
ting into effect sweeping revisions
in the departments divisional
structure, in its administrative
methods and in other important
particulars bearing directly upon
the problem of reinvigorating our
diplomacy.
Mr.. Wilson's reforms were an i'm
portant contribution, and he was
rewarded for them when he was
made Assistant Secretary of State
under Philander Knox-a post COM
parable to the one now held by
Undersecretary Grew. With the
election of President Wilson, he
continued in that Office for a brief
time but resigned over a difference
in policy, and his diplomatic career
thus came to an end. Thereafter
he engaged in business activities,
and for while-as if to set
precedent for Sumner Welles-he
became newspaper commentator.
OF these and other phases of his
active and constructive life, Mr..
Wilson writes with a pleasant in
formality.
Evening star., 1945-04-29
The Goshouse Cana
By J. Roy Stockton. "A. S
Barnes & Co.; s2.75.)

A~' feSo " w., SG.IJ.t
Reviewed by BOB MCLEAN.
One morning some 80 years age
an unusual child was born to q
family of Arkansas cotton pickers
Hardly had the doctor turned tc
summon the father when a voice
came from the crib.
Put it there, doc," said the in
FAINT. Give me five. I congratulate
you, doggone it. You'll always be
proud to tell your grandchildren
about this days work. I'm Dizzy
Dean, and am I good!"
Thus Roy Stockton, sportswriter
Of the st. Louis Post-Dispatch ano
ghost writer for the Incompatible
Diz, chronicles the arrival on this
planet of Jerome Herman Dean, St
Louis Cardinal pitcher and most
colorful member of a crew known
in baseball legend, for obvious rea-
sons. as the Gashouse Gang.
Mark Twain or Bret Harte might
have created Dean, Pepper Martin
Joe Medwick, Trainer Doc Weaver
or Branch Hickey. They are, in
essence, America itself, brash, louo
and vigorous. Dean and the rest
of the Mississippi Mudcats weren't
really boastful, Stockton points out
They just knew they were good, and
felt it necessary to be truthful when
referring to themselves. They were
right, of course.
Stockton has assembled in this
enjoyable book some Of the best
yarns, inside stories and personali-
ties of that hard-playing crew and
for good measure, has added several
sketches of outsiders. There's q
revealing story, for instance, about
Bill Terry of the Giants and his
dislike for sportswriters, a chapter
on baseballs famous tightwards and
a great section on Bob Feller, Cleve-
lands storybook pitcher.
Evening star., 1945-04-29

identified in the public mind as
highly successful New York lawyer
who frequently crusades in defense
Of civil liberties. He has appeared
/ for the defendants in cases involv.
ing racial Discrimination, freedom
of speech and freedom of the press
He did not accumulate his fortune
from such affairs either, for he
usually acts in the like without pay
ment. He also has big city law
yer's quite normal practice.
| But writing now of these mat.
ters, as we'll as of his hobbies OF
sailing and wood working. he seems
to suffer badly from literary exhi-
bitionism-which is odd, for he
is an experienced writer. But
like many, many people who
have written just for the purpose
of getting something which needed
saying said, he betrays a longing
to perform that most difficult OF
writing jobs, to "ramble" brilliantly
to toss off creative WITNESSES, te
display the richness of his private
mind in an informal pattern. And
alas, nobody yet has done that short
of grim literary discipline. Mr.
Ernst's efforts are efforts only.
| 1t is too bad, for he is a man o1
extraordinary intelligence. has beer
about everywhere and has known
about every one. If he had beer
content to do plain autobiography
he would have had material for q
grand volume even without the
ornament of single figure OF
speech. But he skips about, he
bounces. he stops his narrative tc
expound his views on all subjects
under the sun from delicate points
of law to no less delicate points OF
science, and in all this scurrying, he
keeps up the labor of trying to be
"irrepressible." He tells us in one
chapter of his long friendship with
Haywood Broun. One gathers that
the Broun writing tradition filled
him with emulation. Another friend
whom he celebrates and who seems
to have Influenced his style is Quen-
tin Reynolds. Add to the Broun
irrepressibility the Reynolds exhi-
bitionism, both in the hands of a
writer unpracticed in the manners
and you do not have the most in
gratiating effect. AS said, it is too
bad-particularly when you think
of the book which this man might
have written if he had not decided
that writing is something any one
can do-quick and easy.-M.-C. r.
Evening star., 1945-04-29

/ dox method, training military flyers
at the civilian flying schools that
had survived two decades of pre-
carious existence.
This book is the story Of how the
job of turning out the flyers we
needed was done. The author is a
former newspaperman who has
visited most of the installations he
writes about. AS a result the book
has a wealth of interesting anec-
dotes. a.
"Air Power for Peace" by the vice
chairman of the United Aircraft
Corporation and president of the
Aeronautical Chamber of Commerce
OF America, approaches problem
that is very much on everybody's s
mind and deals with it in an un-
emotional rather than strictly pa
triotic mood.
A graduate of the Naval Academy,
Mr.. Wilson is an advocate of Ad-
miral Mahan's doctrine of the in
fluence of sea power upon history
except that he believes air power is
the influence of today.
Air power will have as important
a role In keeping peace as it has had
In fighting the war, he holds, ex-
planning that air power Is not meas
ured only in the number Of pilots
and planes but in the manufacture
ing industry behind it. He deals
with the best means of maintaining
our air installation developed dur
ing the war through the coming
years.
Evening star., 1945-04-29
The Aesthetic Adventure

By William, Gaunt. (Harcourt
Brace; s3J
Writing light-heartedly from the
perspective of our own supremely
healthful epoch, William Gaunt
traces here the rise and decline of
the varied fever which, in the 18th
century, was known as "aesthe-
ticism" He makes an amusing if
a thinnish tale of it.
He begins with the literary men,
with Gautier and Baudelaire in
their Hotel Pimodan conferences,
carries the movement on through
the painters, the Impressionists and
Whistler, and brings it back to let
ters through Pater, Swinburne,
Wilde and Moore, and then relates
Its diminished prestige to the pres
ent through the critical work of
Roger Fry. The movement, as he
points out, began in France but
crossed and recrossed the Channel
many times before its impetus COM
pletely passed away. It is the effect
in Britain with which he is chiefly
occupied.
There it was essentially a mat
ter of action and reaction between
artist and middle-class society. The
concept of art invaded the doubt
full but idealistic middle-class Brit
ish mind at a time when middle
class obtuseness had in turn driven
artists to extremes of eccentricity.
The art Of the aesthetic was socially
irresponsible: the middle-class pill
grim on arts thorny path was
stuffed with social idealism. The
conflict was hard on both parties.
The more the well-dressed and
respectable bourgeoisie yearned
after culture, the more the creators
of cultures treasures turned to dra-
matte disreputability. Personal
tragedies strewed the course of the
period in plenty, but the effect of
the time, looked at today, is one of
wry comedy. Dignity-that great
Victorian fetich-is singularly lack
ing.
Mr.. Gaunt tells the story with
something of over simplification, as
II he were writing for people with
little acquaintance with the time,
but still with perception and humor.
His book would be q good popular
text.
Evening star., 1945-04-29
Public Library
CHILD HEALTH DAY.
BY Della p. Oakes

Chief, Sociology Division, Washington
Public Library.
It is the purpose of May day to
focus attention upon the needs Of
children. Since 1924 it has been
proclaimed National Child Health
day. Fortunately for the hewildered
parent, there are excellent manuals
to help him cope with his problems.
Carolyn c. Van Blarcom's Getting
Ready to Be Mother" is simple,
brief and sound 1t has fine photo
graphs. DR.. Van Blarcom's main
emphasis is upon health. A COM
panion volume, Healthy Babies Are
Happy Babies" by Josephine H.
Kenyon, covers all phases Of child
care from birth to years.
A list of books on Child Care
and Training" has been reprinted
recently by the Public Library and
is available for distribution.
Evening star., 1945-04-29
The Far Shore
By Maj Miller. (McGrdW Hill,
S2.50)

By Maj Miller. (McGrdW Hill,
$780,
Subtle and beautiful writing goes
into the story of Americans on
European beachheads, as is the case
with any book of Max Miller's which
I have ever seen. 1t is not the usual
tale of men fighting. 1t is look at
battle fields mildly touched by
thoughts of eternity. It is a slight
thing, it is inconspicuous, it is very
plainly written. And it has the effect
of sigh-not a sigh too deeply
felt, just the passing sigh which
would come from a mature, humane
thinker at seeing war as spec
tacle.
Max Miller, now a lieutenant
Evening star., 1945-04-29

lilo PoollollCl 40
responsible for
the phrase, the
/ m pre- S S l o n
which a reader
will get from the
b ook itself is
that Mr.. Ernst
has been trying
to live up to the
description. He
rather works at
being irrepres-
sible.
AS every one
knows, he has
had an interest
ing life He is
Evening star., 1945-04-29
Reviewing | he New Books
Ira WoEfert's S Book
May Become One of
Wars Greatest
AMERICAN GUERRILLA
IN THE PHILIPPINES

=
By Ira WoUert. (Simon G.
Schuster; $2.75J
By Mary.Carfer Roberts
I may miss my guess but think
that this will be one of the great war
stories OF literature - not just q
great story of this war but a great
war story among great war stories.
1t is so good that it ought to be
fiction. 1t is not fiction, and that
makes it better still to Americans
who take pride in the exploits of
their fighting men.
1t is the story of what was done
by our men who were left behind In
the Philippines and were outside
the forces which surrendered. Every
body who read w. H. Whites They
Were dependable" will remember
that he reported that some of the
personnel of the famous PIT boats,
after their ships were shot out from
under them, went into the jungle in
tending to turn guerrilla. 1t sounded
hopeless then; it sounded like GAL
liant defiance doomed to certain de-
feat. But it was not. The way the
handful of cutoff Americans car
ried on has all the requirements of
a grand war tale-including happy
ending.
Lieutenant Richardson.
One of them was 1t. Tiff David
Richardson, A4-year-old son of
Methodist minister of Denver, Colo.
After the surrender. with II COM
panions, he made an effort to get
away to Australia on native sail
ing vessel. The ship capsized and
by a 12-hour swim the boys got
ashore on an island not yet under
complete Jap domination. There they
heard of the guerrillas and 1t. Rich
ardson decided to make contact with |
them.
He did. He learned that plans
we're already being made for MacAr-
thurs return" that the general |
was even then communicating with
the guerrilla units. His orders were
for them to unity their scattered
groups into separate military de-
partments and wage organized war
fare. The Filipinos under Col. Ru-
perto Kangleon Joined forces with
the Americans and 1t. Richardson
of the Navy became Maj Richard
son of the Army with an assign
ment to establish radio communica-
tions. 1t was not just a matter of
transmitting and receiving. 1t was
one of creating equipment out of
nothing, of moving when Jap troops
located his outfit, Of fighting prac-
tically all the time. 1t makes a regu-
lar Daniel Boone saga, a tale of
desperate marches, hairbreadth es-
capes, ambushes, close-in fighting
with improvised weapons and prac-
tically unbelievable courage.
To read the book is like listen
ing to piece of music full of bril-
liant cadenzas. You think each ex-
plot must be the climax. Then
comes another, still more breath
taking. The Americans were living
like toads under the harrow, as far
as odds were concerned-surrounded
Evening star., 1945-04-29
The Best Is Yet
Bu Morris Ernst,

By Morris Ernst. (HdrperS;.
So
This volume of memoirs bears on
its jacket the statement that it is
"the reflections of an irrepressible
man" Whether Morris Ernst or
Evening star., 1945-04-29
Two Hundred Thousand
Flyers
By Willard Wiener. fThe In
tantry Journal; $2.75J
Air Power for Peace
By Eugene E. Wilson. INC
GrGtD-HiI,; $2.J

Reviewed by BEN H. PEARSE.
When the United States woke up
after Munich to the fact that air
power was going to be decisive fac
tor in the war, practically every one
knew what was coming, we were as
we realized even then, unprepared
Our capacity for military training
flyers was about 500 year. We had
the finest flying training school in
the world at Randolph Field, Tex,
but to build another to double that
capacity would have taken five years.
Meanwhile, our goal of 1890 planes.
set by the Morrow Board but never
attained, was successfully raised to
5000 and then to $4,000 as Munich
led to Poland and the conquest of
France in 1910.
To supply the need for flyers to
man this huge air feet by tried
methods was obviously impossible.
There were simply not enough mill
tary fields in existence and there
was insufficient time to build them.
General of the Army Henry H. Arm
old turned to completely unortho-
Evening star., 1945-04-29
He You'd Understand

You might be a condemned man
waiting to be executed chat hap
pened, you might be an old lady in
her 50th year of running little
store, you might be a flower peddler
who got pinched for violating a
Evening star., 1945-04-29
Farewell to Ernie
BY Mary.C arfer Roberts

I suppose several hundred writing
people who knew Ernie Pyle will be
sitting down to their typewriters to
go on record about him. And for
every one of that articulate minor
ity, there will be a thousand plain
people who never dream of writing.
who will just make a place for
Ernie in their silent thoughts. I
belong somewhere between the two
groups. I happen to be a writer
but. in my acquaintance with Ernie,
I was one of those plain people. I
wasn't doing any writing then. This
is how I got to know him-I needed
some help and he, a stranger to me,
heard about it. That was always
enough to make him a friend-to
me and to all the other hundred
thousands. n
It was a shock when I heard that
he had been killed. I knew about
the risks he had been taking, I had
read his own story of the time he
was buried in the debris of BURST
ing bomb in Italy. But I never
thought that he would be killed.
Like everybody else who knew him,
I was expecting some day to see him
again.
/ Kne,c What He You'd Say
I even knew what I was going to
say when did see him. Very casu-
ally, was going to remark, why,
hello! Been out of town." And
then, when he had answered that
one, Been doing any writing?"
Making out, you see, as if the
worlds most famous column was
something that had completely
missed my notice. I knew what he
would say to that, too-or, rather,
I knew what he would do. He would
laugh, a little short, drawing laugh,
"H-a-w-" He would know that it
wasn't funny and that I knew it
wasn't funny but that it was some
thing I had planned to do. But then
heard that Wednesday morning
Ernie had been killed.
I have tried since then to think
out how such thing could be and
I believe that my conclusions are
about the same as those of all the
other hundred thousand plain peo-
pie whose friend he was, and so I
think they may be worth writing
down. Here they are. The impor-
tant thing with Ernie was never
what you felt about him. 1t was
what he felt about you.