SBeAwry o Eanrn"—By C.
"Translate from the French: Price, Ts MIN. Ramuz is a Vaudois whose hatred of publicity has not prevented him from attaining an inter-rational reputation, For twelve years, says the "Morning Post," he served his apprenticeship to letters in Baris, and his collaboration with Stravinsky and long association with Cezanne placed him among those who are regarded as the revolutionaries of art by the Paris of the bien peasants. To-day he acclaimed "as the master of a "A: Bacworocxp ron Casoust."—0; Helen Ashto London: Ernest Ernest Bean, Ltd Trice, ts.
This work should be dedicated to the countless Carol lines who, like Caroline Field, first saw the light in the late seventies and subsequently Jexperienced all the changes - which have left them, in their early fifties, in a state of bewilderment. Instead, Miss Ashton has inscribed it to her a delightful gift, indeed; Jand one in which pride of possession must be shared by the recipient with the reading public, who are thereby made aware that there are still literary values in a world in which artistic standards are very much upset, It is the contemporary of Miss Ashton's Caroline Field, the very "....Mr. Despondency's daughter, whose name was Much Afraid..." who will have the greatest joy in reading this outstanding novel. Yet it is for younger folk, as well. The most pronounced flapper cannot but magical and mystical style—a kind of verbal tauderie, to use the term in almost its medieval significance who is not deceived by the outward aspects of human life, but feels, and can make others' fel, the pathos and the pang of ite dread. reality.
Im this strange and beautiful story, the most recent and mature, his books, we are sadly persuade fed that there is no place for} Beauty in this unbeautiful world of man's making. Is it not a world part from all the lovely. allurements of Nature, in which the sajerity which makes public opin-fives with unseeing eyes, blind to the high pageantry of time: it is to its own. spiritual uglinesses? There was no place for the lovely and forlorn Juliette in the busy curious life of the petty town to which al after to stay for a while in her uncle's humble drawn portrait of life in the early fascinated by, the exquisitely cate eighties and even Nalure's Lady ties twhen that fix de cicely tendency She is in harmony, to be sure, first manifested itself, to be more with all the seasonal Leauties of fully developed with the birth of the her new environment: she comes to new century, and to find its ulti-as the spring comes to the mate expression i in the meadows and the pinewoods below upon the World W For and t" the Dents d'Oche, with all the most pronounced flapper, whose their snow-bright peaks sind horns, name is Un-afraid, will read in these Ail she haw is beauty; rl} she can pages the story of her emancipation is to be beautiful. There is tole an inimitable way. no place for her in a workaday The very title of the book is in world which would set Aclis to itself touch of genius. The same toil ina stable and Aphrodite in a theme has been dealt with more than scullery. She attracts custom to her Jonce of late; but it somehow re-uncle's cafe, where even "Lust is mains to Miss Ashton's present work mute in her presence and takes off to portray the five decades which have witnessed such tremendous its hat, and the daily takings are [changes more vividly than do. th prodigiously increased. Why try te pictures presented by others. Tt is make a servant of her! says one as if a motion-picture camera had the customers: "Leave her alone, recorded all that has transpired in oz very likely you'll finish her. those fifty years and the positive had butterflies' wings which are been lifted from the familiar vertical all sorts of pretty colours; if your plane, each and every character and touch them they go grey. "Let her and incident standing out suit herself......1f you don't know id. Stereoscopic relief. what to do with her, you've only to send hor to me." But her uncle's From the very. days in which Caroline thought that Catoline Place, shrew of a wife turns her out, and she lives with two old fisher-In which she was born, was nained {or her, until the moment that her men, finding the open-air happiness with them to which she has been elderly husband speared wren at a time when she bad. virtually des: secustomed, and also being happily palyed of happiness—her Ife was Piereed to' the heart by a poor tne of selfsacrice ju the sense of Impoed sueriice—tha! Und worship The old men are charged with of duty of which so many of us have abduction; as the wretched uncle been the "vietins, "and of which says there are instit countless more weald now be, had girls. But Juliette vanishes, and hot" the 'War proved the. great there will be no place fur' such Theratar. "Not hat Carofine's beauty, even in another of this History was altogether drab. Yet author's mystical stories in which she, poot sad, appears to have been all things are Oseen sul specie coed to fole the tation aternitatis. The anonymous trans-that might have been. hers on those fare occasions when she @id kick later keeps some of the subtle fe harm of the origi rer the traces of convention, As fritneas the one and only "afaie" of Ter life—the affair which the A first edition copy of Gray's Tonestiy confesses to Colonel Hep-"Elegy" has been sold in London hura before she will consent to his ror marrying her. Then there is that f°" £1242. mother—the mother whose portrait Unexpected encounter. with Mer! remained shrouded in the drawing-room at home, and whose name was never even whispered.
"ase Newtovs Library of 858 volumes is to be sold ex bloc in London. Twenty. of the books contain his autograph,
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