34th School Squadron,
Scott Field, Illinois

January 18, 1941

The Southern Review
Louisiana State University,
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Dear sirs,

Enclosed please find a story which I have written
during the past month or two, between the thousand and
one duties of military life in the Air Corps. It is en-
titled, tentatively, THE CASE OF PRIVATE PEARSE, and is
written under the pen-name of John Ralston. Since my
"career" in the Army necessarily must be separate from
my other interests, however predominant they may be, I
have thought it best to use the pen-name.

Briefly, I am at present a Private in the Air Corps,
stationed here at Scott Field to learn radio operating and
maintenance. Which seems odd, of course, in view of the
fact that I graduated from Duke University a few years ago,
in English and Philosophy. Between those days and this, I
wrote various and sundry articles and stories for state
and regional publications. And while I was stationed at
Jefferson Barracks, near St. Louis, I wrote one article
which was published in the Missouri Historical Review.

Radio is a fascinating study, even to an author of
sorts, and the Army is an amazing place to learn the ins
and outs of American life. I am spending my first half year
or so as a private, but will enter the officer's training
section in Communications this Spring. Then, the Other Half!

I should appreciate your careful consideration of the
enclosed manuscript. I sent it to you first because I have
always thought (like TSE) that THE SOUTHERN REVIEW has hardly
a peer in its field.

8 East 41st Street
New York City.

December 27, 1941.

Charles W. Pipkin, Editor
SOUTHERN REVIEW
Baton Rouge, La.

Dear Mr. Pipkin:

Some time ago I sent you a piece
called: A WOMAN THINKS ABOUT WAR.

But that was before Pearl Harbour!

Of course, I realize that you
will not want to publish it, but I
only want to assure you that I should
certainly not want it in print either!

Thanks for the return of it.

GEORGE REID ANDREWS

PINEFIELDS
MT. GILEAD
NORTH CAROLINA

Dec. 18th, 1941

Southern Review of Literature
Louisiana State University
Baton Rouge, La.

Gentlemen:

I enclose for your judgment an account of an after-
noon spent with the mother of Thomas Wolfe, the novelist.
Wolfe is so well known an American writer that a popu-
lar, as well as academic interest in his life, his ante-
cedents seems to be natural.

Happening to be one of his admirers, I visited his
old home in Asheville recently, and there had a very
pleasant afternoon talking with Mrs. Julia Wolfe, his
mother. It seemed to me that the experience itself, and
some of the things she had to say would be of interest
to people in general, and to southerners in particular.
So I described the meeting as best I could in this arti-
cle, and am sending it to you to learn whether it might
find a place in your publication.

Needless to say, I hope it may prove useful.

F. EMERSON ANDREWS

34 OAK STREET ◊ TENAFLY, N. J.

29 May 1941

Editor, the Southern Review
Louisiana State Univ
University, La

Dear Sir:

Out of a deep feeling that the real
needs of the day lie far beneath headlines and
current statistics on plane production, I have
written "Nothing Big To Believe." It is a
"can do" paper which may strike a responsive
chord in these difficult days.

As you may possibly know, I am a con-
tributor to many of your contemporaries, in-
cluding in your general field Atlantic Monthly,
Virginia Quarterly, North American Review, to-
gether with a book published by Harcourt, Brace.

CIRCLE 7-4346

CABLE ADDRESS: NANJOSEF

200 WEST 54TH STREET
NEW YORK, N. Y.

November 4, 1941

Mr. Robert Penn Warren
c/o Southern Review
Baton Rouge, La.

Dear Mr. Warren:

As you may have heard, John Peale Bishop (who is working with the Coordinator of Inter American Affairs, as Director of their Publications Program) is with the assistance of Allen Tate, planning an Anthology of American writing from 1919 to the present. This is for distribution in South America where it will be translated into Spanish and published by Editorial Nascimento, whose address is Ahumada 125, Santiago, Chile.

They want to include in this anthology your short story, _WHEN THE LIGHT GETS GREEN_, and would like to know the cost of the translation rights.

Since the South American edition is part of the good-will campaign, the editors will not receive a royalty. This is a non-commercial venture for patriotic purposes. We hope therefore that, remembering this, you will make your translation fee as small as possible.

It is probable, too, that an American edition of the same book will be sold later, and therefore can you state your charges for the right to use the same material in the American edition?

We would like to figure quite separately for the two things since the Spanish is a good-neighbor proposition and not a commercial publishing one.

We are trying to clear all these rights for Mr. Bishop and Mr. Tate as soon as possible so would appreciate a prompt answer.

WE ARE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR ACCIDENTAL LOSS OR DAMAGE TO MANUSCRIPTS WHILE IN OUR CHARGE

October 30, 1941

Dear Sir,

Since we last met during the University Summer Session,
events have moved very rapidly, indeed. The English Department,
followed by the Graduate Committee, ~~has~~ been approved my plan for a
creative thesis in poetry-- the first of its kind permitted by
this institution. Much to my unbounded joy, the goal I had
long ago determined upon is finally in sight, accompanied by
much work yet, of course, but simplified by friendly encourage-
ment.

Acting upon the advice of Mr. Ransom and Mr. Jarrell,
members of my committee, I am therefore submitting various
pieces from the main body of the project with a sincere desire
for publication. The poems I am sending to you have been chosen
with care, for they reflect the general tone of the completed
work-- a contemplation of the war atmosphere among free peoples.
If these are not acceptable, I should appreciate any suggestion
as to what you would require in print, though for obvious practical
reasons poems from the longer work would be most desirable.

Thank you very much for this attention and any advice
you might have on the matter--

22539 Alexandrine
Dearborn, Michigan

October 21, 1941

Mr. Cleanth Brooks, Jr., editor

"The Southern Review,"
Baton Rouge, La.

Dear Mr. Brooks:

I would appreciate it very much if you
could consider the enclosed poems for publication
in "The Southern Review." Some years ago, as a high
school student, I tried my luck with magazines, with
the result that I had a few poems published in
"Kaleidograph" and other small poetry journals. Since
then however, I have been saving my poems for con-
tests at Colorado College and the University of
Michigan. Having lately won prizes in poetry and
essay in the Hopwood Contest, I am no longer eligible
to compete, and must turn once more to larger fields,
always enclosing the stamped, self-addressed envelope,
and always hoping.

If you do not find these poems suitable,
I should be most grateful if you were to find them
worthy, at least, of comment.

THE HOTCHKISS SCHOOL

LAKEVILLE, CONNECTICUT

Oct. 23. 1941

The Southern Review
Baton Rouge, La.

Dear Sirs:

The Atlantic Monthly has been good enough to accept two of my poems for publication, one in the Contributors' Club for December and the other later in the Winter. I should much prefer to see something of mine in a magazine like the Southern Review. Would you be kind enough to consider the recent poems I am enclosing.

10/28/41

IN THE BUS STATION

He was sitting with her in the bus station. They had chosen the most secluded seats, where they might spend their last half hour together, seemingly alone. He was a soldier boy, which fact was程式limed to the most casual observer by the khaki uniform and chevrons on his sleeve. He stirred his coffee, his eyes all the time on her. Even as he raised the cup to his lips his eyes never wavered, except when he gave a quick, reluctant look at the clock, which so surely was ticking the time away--to him moving so fast. They engaged in a low almost whispered conversation, which one need not hear to understand. Their manner, silent and wistful glances, all of these bespoke the battle that was being fought, for removed from any material battle field, but within their very souls. He was no coward, neither was he unpatriotic. He loved his country, perhaps more than most very young men. He was about twenty-one years old.

But he was young and in love--she was here by his side. Too soon the deep voice would announce the impending departure of the bus and he would be gone--gone from home--gone from her--gone! He glanced at the clock, reached for the check and nervously walked toward the cashier. He took the nickel change handed back to him and put it in the music machine. As he took his seat for the remaining few moments that they would spend together, the soft melodious strains of "Maria Helena" filled the station. They sat silent looking at each other. Then he arose and took her in his arms as the station man called in his deep,

casual voice, the bus that was to take him away.

He boarded the bus as she walked swiftly away.

A mother leading a small, chubby, barefoot boy entered and took their seats. The child held clutched in his arms a gold fish bowl in which were two small gold fish. The soldier after a reminiscent look at the child still holding his mother's hand, moved quietly to a seat behind their and sat down.

Eighteen years is a long time. Or is it?

By: Ruby Till Brockenridge
From: Orleans, Louisiana

By Ruby Till Brockenridge
5210 Pitt St.
New Orleans, Louisiana

GEORGE PEABODY COLLEGE FOR TEACHERS
NASHVILLE • TENNESSEE

July 18, 1941

The Editors
The Southern Review
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Gentlemen:

I am inclosing for your consideration an article
on the significane o f mechanized warfare for the
democracies. I offer it at your usual rates for such
contributions.

If you wish the title can be changed to something
more dignified, such as "Mechanized Warfare and the Future
of Democracy."

I am inclosing a stamped envelope for the return
of the manuscript, if you do not find it suitable for your
purposes.

1795 Kendale

Memphis, Tenn.

April 29, 1941.

Mr. Cleanth Brooks
Louisiana State University
University, La.

Dear Mr. Brooks :

The sky was very blue the afternoon you read your
paper, "Simplicity as a Poetic Device". Possibly you,
too, heard the drone of planes flying over Palmer Mall.

Shall then I ask pardon for the freedom I have
taken with your phrases, and the incivility of my
wandering thoughts ? Thoughts must wander when the sky
is very blue outside a casement window, and bombers fly
to England.

Displayed in the enclosed pages is the ever
present inaptitude of the amateur. There are, however,
some lines which satisfy myself, the only standard I
demand. This is not conceit, merely a conclusion I have
achieved in lieu of rejection slips.

Why mail the thing to you ? I dunno! Unless,
after all, the use of your phrases makes you co-author,
however unwilling.

GRINNELL COLLEGE

GRINNELL, IOWA

DEPARTMENT OF
ENGLISH

7 April 1941

Dear Mr. Brooks,

I enclose herewith the draft of an essay on MacNeice. You may remember that we talked about it for a brief moment at Wallace Stegner's during the MIA meetings. I had hoped to have it ready before this, but the book which Wright Thomas and I are doing has taken up all my time until the last couple of weeks - it is now in page proofs which don't require much effort to read, and so I have had some time to work on this piece. However, MacNeice's *Poems* have not yet officially been published and the serious reviews will not come along before summer I should suppose. My hope is that you will find these notes useful instead of a review.

You may remember that it was your suggestion that I send a draft directly to you in order that you might consider its need of revision and whether you wish to do anything about MacNeice at all. I hope you will deal with it as severely as it deserves. Thomas, who has read it carefully and approves it, suggests that some remarks at the beginning seem to tread fairly hard on your toes. That is not the intention. My feeling about your book is contained in my review in the *Sewanee for* last fall, which you may have seen. That piece was badly written, I now think, too hastily, but it does make my chief point in a rather clumsy fashion. I think you have written the last critical word (at least for awhile) on Yeats (MacNeice's fine book does almost nothing with the 'Byzantium' poems and the others which you treat in detail) and your essay on *The Waste Land* is the best I've seen, though I don't agree with your reading of the last lines. And I agree with a very large part of the rest of the book. But I cannot feel happy about the 'tradition' formula: where you are right I don't think you go beyond Leavis and Matthiessen, and for the rest, I am disturbed by a certain artificiality in any formulas or definitions which seem to leave out Milton or some things of Arnold, etc. And so I prefer a criticism which is primarily a reading of good poems. Which is why I am so pleasantrly struck by your work on Yeats and Eliot. Your book is infinitely superior to Daiches', but it seems to me that it has in a sense the same fault: it is too formalistic.

Forgive these gratuitous remarks. I simply want

DEPARTMENT OF HISTORY

MILLEDGE L. BONHAM, JR.
EDGAR B. GRAVES

HAMILTON COLLEGE
CLINTON, N.Y.

January 2, 1941

Editors of THE SOUTHERN REVIEW,
University, Louisiana,

Gentlemen:

I trust that you will find the enclosed article "The
Flags of Louisiana" suitable for your columns.

VIRGINIA POLYTECHNIC INSTITUTE

DEPARTMENT OF AGRICULTURAL ECONOMICS
AND RURAL SOCIOLOGY
BLACKSBURG, VIRGINIA

March 13 1942

Charles W. Pipkin, Editor
SOUTHERN REVIEW
University of Louisiana
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Dear Editor Pipkin:

Would you be interested in considering for publication in
SOUTHERN REVIEW a 2500 word article "I AM TVA"?

TVA, once and still the dream of Utopian planners, has become a
vast, effective engine for America at War. In all of its phases
it is setting an example in achievement that organizations all
over America might well imitate if they desire to progress together
toward a common goal. More than that, TVA is preparing for peace
as well as for war. TVA is guns and butter.

Inasmuch as I spent five years in various positions in the Authority's
central headquarters at Knoxville, Tennessee, I have the necessary
contacts to work up such an article. An article of mine on
"TVA--Arsenal Of America" appeared in the November, 1941, TRAVEL.

Pictures to illustrate such an article would be dramatic and
dynamic; they would pack a punch and tell a story of a mighty
American organization at work---a thrilling saga of social and
economic betterment of Americans everywhere as well as of
immediate and significant preparations for America at War.

I would appreciate a word as to whether or not you would be
interested in seeing the completed article on speculation.

124 River Drive
Appleton, Wisconsin

July 25, 1941

The Editors
Southern Review

Dear Sirs:

Here's the paper I recently wrote you about. I think
it goes on from where Schwartz left off - does not
contradict him, but touches on an important point to
which he paid, I think, too little attention. At the
same time, this *Note* does not duplicate anything I
said in my *American Prefaces* article on Faulkner's
style. In fact, when I had to cut that article, I
took out all material directly illustrative of this
point, because I felt it was special enough and im-
portant enough to make a separate piece.

This *Note* is almost one-third quotation as it stands,
and the quotations are lengthy. However, there is no
way to illustrate the argument except by such quotation,
and I think the applicability of the principle to fiction
in general and the brilliance with which Faulkner's
passages illustrate it make such a presentation valuable.
This is not to tell you what to think, but only to explain
that the apportioning of the quotations is intentional.

The title I've given this is awfully dull, I know. I'll
be thinking of another one, in the hope that you'll want
me to supply it.

#621 W.Pensacola St.,
Tallahasee, Florida, Sept. 1, '41.

Editors

Southern Review,
Louisiana State University,
University, Louisiana.

Gentlemen:

I hope you may care for the enclosed negro sketch:
"Stawm Baby".

Addressed envelope and stamps (appended above) with it.

With thanks for consideration and as prompt reply
as possible,

Southern Review,
Louisiana St. Un.,
Baton Rouge, La.

May 16, 1941.

My dear Editor:-

Enclosed please find "Social Service
and Decent Standards" which I hope will inter-
est you.

Thanking you in advance for your con-
sideration,

Box 8453
Department of English
Louisiana State University
University, Louisiana

April 9, 1942

Mr. E. M. Lanier
Marshall Ave.
Plaquemine, La.

Dear Mr. Lanier:

I am enclosing a copy of a report given to the local chapter of the American Association of University Professors on the publication done by three groups of faculty members, the Senate committees, University committees (appointed by the President), and seventy non-committee members.

It is interesting to note that the work of the Senate committees is rather evenly divided, while the work of the University committees falls largely into the hands of a small group who serve on many committees. (See Table III.) The publication record of the University committees would be greatly reduced if three people who have told me that they have never been called to attend a committee meeting had their publications subtracted. These three people have very extensive publication records which aid materially in padding the publications total of the University committees.

No attempt at a qualitative analysis has been made, because of the obvious challenges which would arise; however, the quantitative analysis sufficiently indicates that the research and publication done by the members of the Senate committees has not been impaired by their work, while the work of the members of the University committees has shown a steady decline from a point which was never very high. This fact is more forcibly brought to mind when one remembers that most members of the Senate committees are younger than most members of University committees.

The analysis of the Graduate Council, which was not included in the report to the A.A.U.P., is given here as proof that a majority of that Council can hardly lay claim to scholarship; however, the inevitable result on the basis of publication, that five of the members, all full professors, deans, or directors, are not scholars, was dismissed as a matter of opinion by the present dean of the Graduate School, when the figures were presented to him by the head of the English department.

As far as teaching is concerned no Senate committee member has failed to meet a class for a committee meeting except in the case of the Extension committee of last May, when Prof. Stanley arranged to have his class met by a faculty member. I hope that this information will be of some value to you, and I trust that this explanation will not seem out of place.

JESSE S. REEVES
JOSEPH R. HAYDEN
EVERETT S. BROWN
JAMES K. POLLOCK
ARTHUR W. BROMAGE
LAWRENCE PREUSS
HAROLD M. DORR
HARLOW J. HENEMAN
PAUL M. CUNCANNON
HOWARD B. CALDERWOOD
JOSEPH E. KALLENBACH
JOHN A. PERKINS
WILLIAM I. CARGO
SAMUEL D. MARBLE
THOMAS P. JENKIN

ETHLYNN SPRENTALL, SECRETARY

UNIVERSITY OF MICHIGAN
DEPARTMENT OF POLITICAL SCIENCE
ANN ARBOR

6. Mar. 1941

Mr. Rauttun R. Brown
Louisiana State University Press
Baton Rouge, La.
Share this: 12/9/41

Will you please and send
a copy of the autumn number (1941)
if Mr. Rauttun R. Brown for which
I am enclosing a copy for future use.

Hotel Southland

100 COMFORTABLE ROOMS

MORTON WOLFE
MANAGER

ON U. S. 41
MACON, GEORGIA

October 26, 1941

Prof. Robert Penn Warren
University of Louisiana
Baton Rouge, La.

Dear Mr. Warren,

My story was accepted by Mr. Schramm for *American Prefaces* just a few days after I wrote you. I appreciated your letter and your offer to send me a report on the story.

For the past three weekends I've been able to get into town
and do some writing. The rest of the time we'll be here,
I'm going to be kept busy with guard duty, overnight hikes,
acrubbing the barracks and the like.

It's a hell of a life. The one redeeming feature is that
there's a lot of drama around, mostly hinged on frustration,
expressed in hates, jealousies, queer forms of effeminacy
and self-effacement. It's about all I can do to keep my
head above water and try to assimilate whatever comes up.

Don Lawson is located at Camp Roberts, California, and
Homer Davies at Randolph Field, doing publicity work.
I've heard from Don and he's trying to go on with his writing.
He finished his novel this summer before he was inducted.

I have no idea where I'll go from here, but I hope to keep
in touch with you.

YOUR HOME WHEN AWAY FROM HOME

CENTRAL WASHINGTON COLLEGE of EDUCATION

ELLENSBURG - WASHINGTON

Division of Education and Psychology

December 2, 1941

Mr Cleanth Brooks
Mr Robert Penn Warren, Editors
The Southern Review
Baten Rouge, Louisiana

My dear Sirs:

I have been interested for some time in the controversy between the positivists and Mr Mortimer Adler. I was of course interested when I got my recent copy of *The Southern Review* to find that there was a significant section of the publication devoted to an article concerning Mr Adler's position. I regret to say that the article in no way measured up to the caliber of argumentation one usually finds in controversial articles in *The Southern Review*, and its breezy dismissal of fundamental points was irksome.

However, my annoyance is not limited to the general tone of the article but rather to a position which the author cited and which Mr Adler has repeatedly asserted in several articles: the assumption that there is no way through positivism to arrive at a position that Hitlerism is bad. This challenge has never been answered, and it seems to me that Mr Adler assumes that it cannot be answered. But I believe that it can be answered, and I should like to have the opportunity to do so.

I am asking you, in other words, whether you would be interested in an article proving that from a positivistic and scientific basis one can prove that democracy is good and that Nazism is bad, without resort to the fundamental religious and moral assumptions which Mr Adler makes. I think it can be done on the basis of biological and psychological truths. If you are interested I should be glad to write the article or send you an outline of the proposed article.

In the interests of getting the discussion in the open, and from with the urgent need for the examination of fundamental views, I believe *The Southern Review* readers would be interested in some discussion of the issue. And I believe there is a degree of irresponsibility in the recently printed article on Adler that *The Southern Review* would not covet as a characteristic of their publication.

HSC/ma

1891 GOLDEN ANNIVERSARY 1941

February 28, 1941

Mr. J.E. Palmer
Managing Editor
The Southern Review
University, Louisiana

Dear Mr. Palmer:

In answer to your letter of February 25, I am sending you my critical appraisal of Thomas Wolfe. Within the limits of your convenience I hope you can give it your quick attention, since the possibility of its being published depends partially upon the timeliness of its appearance.

I am not unaware that this paper is more
an active defense of Wolfe than a cool and
impartial evaluation. It is a curious fact
that readers of Wolfe are strongly attracted
or strongly repulsed. This applies to critics
as well as general readers. Those commentators
on Wolfe who have an air of being cool and
Olympian are, upon closer examination, merely
indecisive or vague.

Thank you for your letter. I hope that in
the future I will be able to adjust a great deal
of my writing to your editorial standards, since
I agree with T.S. Eliot's ranking of the *Review*.

red 3/27/41

TEACHERS COLLEGE
COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY
NEW YORK

May 28, 1941

Dear Mr. Palmer,

Some time ago I submitted a paper to you for consideration for the Southern Review. If this is to be accepted, I should like to make certain changes in it. If you and your colleagues do not think it is suitable for the Review, I should be glad to have the manuscript returned. I enclosed, I believe, a stamped envelop.

Thanking you for your consideration of the manuscript, I am

Mr. T. E. Palmer

Charles W. Pipkin, editor
Southern Review
Louisiana State University

Here is a short story entitled CORN ON
THE FIELD, which I hope you can publish.

Thank you for your consideration.

510 Eagle St.
Terre Haute, Indiana

Mr. Joseph Crowley
3160 West Bancroft
Toledo Ohio
Feb 17 1942

Dear Mr. Warren,

I was glad to hear from you again, even though you could not give me suggested magazines for publication possibilities. I have written, you seem so much and yet so little, comparatively speaking, of it has been published so far that I was eager for whatever help you could have given me. I shall continue to write, however, and even though you are no longer in the publishing field, perhaps you might still be interested should I send you a couple of stories sometime later on for you to read and comment on. I realize that your regular duties as a member of the school faculty may take up so much of your time that you would hardly have enough left for such leisure time activities as reading a young writer's short stories. That is why I write you now by way of passing mention in case you would be interested and would have the time to spare. I shall send nothing till I hear from you re. this.

However, you may be interested to know that some of my stories have just lately been accepted by a few of the magazines. Two stories have been taken by Rocky Mountain Review, 2 by Decade, 1 by American Prefaces, 1 by Little Man and 1 (possibly) by Accent.

I have appreciated the things that you have done for me and I shall always be glad to hear from you at any time.
Thanks.

Mr. Joseph Crowley,
3160 West Bancroft St.
Toledo, Ohio
Nov 15, 1941

Dear Mr. Warren,

I've been pretty busy lately, finishing a good 20 sketches since last hearing from you. To forestall any disappointment in me in case you should reject the previous batch of sketches sent you, I'm enclosing 6 more stories for your consideration, also return postage.

Incidentally, I wonder if you have read the new fall issue of Rocky Mountain Review? A sketch of mine appears in the issue and I'd be glad to hear what you think of it. I was very pleased when I saw it; getting something of mine published is a very rare thing, and this in spite of the fact that in 2 years of work I've written 381 short stories.

Well, please let me hear from you. I'd like to find out what you think of my stuff, as I shall welcome any aid which you are able to give. Thanks.

GRIT PUBLISHING CO., Publishers.

Editorial Department

Williamsport, Pa.,

July 22, 1941

Miss Margaret Wylie,
1179 N Huntington Blvd.,
Pomona, Calif.

Dear Miss Wylie:-

Careful examination of your
contribution reveals it to be unsuited
to GRIT'S needs at the present time.
Hence we are returning it to you.
Please note that this is not a criti-
cism of its merit. The return merely
means that it does not fit exactly the
peculiar needs of GRIT for subjects of
this nature.

We thank you for permitting
us to examine the contribution, and ex-
press the hope that some day our needs
and your offerings may coincide.

MANAGING EDITOR

All contributions received are examined with the greatest care, and as promptly as possible. Available material is paid for upon acceptance. Manuscripts should be carefully written on one side of the paper only, and the name and address of the contributor should appear at the top of the first page as well as on the backs of photographs.

GRIT uses illustrated material on subjects covering the entire field of human interest and endeavor, including the big things that men and women do, as well as remarkable scenes, freaks of nature, and the odd, strange, and curious in everything the world over. Fiction needs are mostly short stories, of from 1,000 to 5,000 words. GRIT buys no poetry.

Address all contributions to
GRIT PUBLISHING COMPANY, Editorial Department, Williamsport, Pa.

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Southern Review
State University
University, La.

1049 North Euclid Avenue,
Ontario, California.

December 6, 1941.

Dear Editors;

This short story is a composite, founded on fact. The atmosphere or setting and the description of "Athena" is a picture of the home of one of my Aunt's in the South. My Aunt's Son is still alive, also the negress described in the first part of the story. The tragic ending is another story told me by a relative who lived in an entirely different state. Every single name is changed of course, but the point of all this is that being an honest woman and knowing a little of the peculiar quirks of the human mind, concerning being written about, I am asking that if for you, this little story is of sufficient value that you wish to purchase it for the SOUTHERN REVIEW, that you do not use my name in publishing it.

FITZROY DAVIS

The Editor

The Southern Review

University

Louisiana

Dear Sir;

I am following Mr. Benet's suggestion about
the enclosed manuscript, and sending it on for your considerat-
ion.

I have been for the past three years the dram-tic critic for the Evanston Daily News-Index, Evanston, Illinois,
and am the author of "Quicksilver, A Novel of the Theatre", which
the Macmillan Company will publish on November 18.

% Mrs. Hiram Barney
41 west 12th
New York

77 North Main street
West Lebanon N. H.

Dear Mr. Warren,

After nearly three years of trying to
fight off T. B., things now look rather good.

In fact there's a good chance of my
getting back at some sort of light work this Fall.
I'm hoping that means I'll be able to do some more
writing soon. For the past two years the doctor
has advised me to keep away from the typewriter.

This one little short story is the result
of my one bit of disobedience. I've decided to send
it along to you anyway. Perhaps by Fall I'll have
something better to send. But I think this is a
neat little job in its way.

Just recently I met Professor Sidney Cox
of Dartmouth, and he has promised to go over a few
things with me when I get back to work again. He
teaches English at Dartmouth, only four miles away.

I see Mason Wade now and then. He lives in
nearby Cornish and is working on a life of Francis
Parkman. He said he used to read some of your MSS.
He worked for a New York publisher a while.

finest prose written in America today. I
recommend it always to my student body for its
wizardry of words and perfect balance. Above
all it flavors of that eloquent, sympathetic
and masterful appreciation of the real South
of today. Happily it was born on the right
side of the Mason and Dixon Line! I'm deter-
mined it shall take all the genius of Mr.
Pitkin and Mr. Warren and yourself to keep me
from making The Southern Review yet! . . .

Should you find yourself coming to our
Heavenly Houston, please give me a wring on
Hadley 2277.

THE UNIVERSITY OF ROCHESTER
COLLEGE OF ARTS AND SCIENCE

ROCHESTER, NEW YORK

DEPARTMENT OF ENGLISH

October 31, 1941

Mr. Charles W. Pipkin, Editor
THE SOUTHERN REVIEW
The Louisiana University Press
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Dear Mr. Pipkin:

In writing my biography of
SIR ARTHUR PINERO, recently published by the
University of Chicago Press, I became interested
in early reviews of Somerset Maugham's comedies.
The accompanying article, MAUGHAM AS A DRAMATIST,
stems from a letter which he wrote me several
years ago. This article will be chapter three
in a forthcoming book to be entitled WHEN THE
CURTAIN RISES. Chapter II, GEORGE BERNARD SHAW,
has been accepted by Dr. Knickerbocker for
THE SEWANEE REVIEW. I know that you will find
this article original and I hope you will con-
sider it interesting and informative.

11/15/41

Camp Claiborne, La.

June 12, 1941

Mr. Cleanth Brooks
The Southern Review
Baton Rouge, La.

Dear Mr. Brooks:

I have seen some of your writing from time to time, and last week I was in New Orleans to see Dr. John M. Fletcher, who said that he knew you. He is familiar with some of my poetry and he suggested that I send some of it to you for consideration in your magazine. Some of my stuff has been published in the North Georgia Review, but most of it has not appeared anywhere. Some has been submitted to some of the better magazines, but has been rejected largely. If you will do me the favor to look some of this stuff over, and if you can use any of it to do so, and let me know what you think of it, it will be appreciated. My brother married Dr. Fletcher's daughter, and is a very good friend of mine, and he judges that a great deal of my stuff is competent. I have another longer piece that I would like for you to see if you like, but which is not quite completed at this particular time. I sent some pieces one time to the Kenyon Review and Mr. Rice wrote me that he could not use it merely because he did not have the space, but that he thought I should be able to get someone to handle it for me. These things are related so that you will have some idea about the various rejections that have come my way - however, it seems that some of the fellows were not so pleased at having to turn it down. Once I sent a whole batch of it to MacMillan in Atlanta -

their district man, Mr. Berg, was highly elated over the material
and sent it to their New York office with the recommendation that
it be brought out in book form - and I know it took that course be-
cause he sent me a copy of the letter. The New York office kept it
for about two months, then wrote that they could not afford to bring
out a volume of it because I had no reputation but that they were not
rejecting it for literary reasons and that they considered it competent
to be brought out by themselves or by anyone else. Of course all this
added nothing to the disappointment but I suppose they were trying to
salve the sore since they had partially committed themselves. Anyway
it has never reached the published stage and I would like to get some
of it published in magazines and reviews, since I believe that to be
the best method of bringing it out. This long story is told so that
you will realize why I have faith in the stuff even without proof -
although the burning doubt has been fanned by the rejections.
Thanking you, and hoping to have the opportunity to meet you, I am

THE SOUTHERN REVIEW

UNIVERSITY STATION

BATON ROUGE, LOUISIANA

RETURN TO SENDER:

From Ft. Washington, D.C.
No such Office in
State named

H. Dykes

Marcus, Georgia,
U. S. A.

The ends and means and profits and losses
are subjugated to the NOW
we watch becoming THEN --
Sowing sand in the furrows
with the sun on the morning
and visions of barley and wheat -
stand we low bastards of a wretched race
with importuning arms and kick adhesive soil
from stumbling feet.

Once Nineveh stood stalwart in the sun
once Babylon -
the ever seiging grass moves over boundaries
and lizzards crawl in court rooms
once Baltimore.

"It is not mine . . . . ."
and rows of renegade arithmetic
must add the ever-wrong result --
and pouring of that rime must prostitute
itself to calm and parried hours
and slow somnambulistic love
must trip upon itself --
the flames reach up to burn
and find the ash.

UNIVERSITY OF MISSOURI
COLUMBIA

COLLEGE OF ARTS AND SCIENCE
DEPARTMENT OF ENGLISH

1108 Locust Street
Columbia, Missouri

January 4, 1940

Mr. Robert Penn Warren
Managing Editor of The Southern Review
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Dear Mr. Warren:

When I was at home in North Carolina this past summer,
I sent you some poems for consideration. When you returned them,
you asked me to send others later. I am inclosing five new ones which
I hope you will find interesting.

At present, I am teaching English literature and the
writing of poetry at the University of Missouri. My poems have been
accepted recently by *The Yale Review*, *The American Scholar*, *The
North American Review*, *The Virginia Quarterly Review*, and other
magazines.

108 Cox Avenue
Raleigh, North Carolina

July 16, 1940

Mr. Cleanth Brooks, Jr.
Managing Editor of The Southern Review
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Dear Mr. Brooks:

I am inclosing several poems for your consideration. I hope
that you find them interesting. They are somewhat different from the
others I have sent you. Several poets have read them and liked them,
and I thought you might like to see them.

April 26, 1941

Mr. Robert Penn Warren
The Southern Review
Baton Rouge, Louisiana

Dear Mr. Warren:

I am inclosing another group of poems for your consider-
ation. I hope that you find some of them interesting enough to
use in *The Southern Review*.

My work has been coming along well. Poems of mine have
appeared recently in *The Virginia Quarterly Review*, *The Yale Review*, and
*American Prefaces*, and others will come out soon in *The Sewanee Review*
and other magazines. Recently, I had a nice letter from Robert
Frost informing me that he had arranged for me to have an all-expense
fellowship to the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference this summer.
Naturally, I am looking forward to this experience with much
enthusiasm.