An American librarian says that one of his women readers always looks through a book by an unnown author to see if there is much dialogue. "If they talk lot," she says, "'it's pretty sure to be interesting, but if there is a lot of description there isn't any pep to it." Another American librarian reports that his readers regularly steal cowboy adventure stories and novels by Phillips Oppenheim and the Williamsons. "If Winter Comes" is never stolen. The virture of Mark Sabre obviously infects the readers.
India, ancient and modern:—"Tu India I have seen a father and his son in the same room, the one sitting on the floor cross-legged, the other, a barrister edi d at an English University, lolling comfortably in a deep arm-chair and leading the conversation, the one fondly proud of his fine child, the other just a little ashamed of his parent; in Wab-haviland they are yet far from that stage of civilization, and the laws of the old world still hold good, binding alike on sovereign and subject. A son will not wittingly enter an upper room if his father be in the room below; in public he sits in the lewest place
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