31. Fraeulein Else
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# en een en e e ten es e e e un Aene en
word is wasted. Nor, on the other hand, are we spared
a single twist of her mind’s working, or a single sinister
motive. The suspense never drops, and we are carried
along her mad course scarcely conscious that it is mad
or outside our own lives. Schnitzler has created reality.
ELxEar RANn
Baltimore Evening Sun
Schnitzler is much too accomplished a craftsman, much
too sincere a genius, to content himself with a piece of
mere stunt-writing such as we get from our May Sin¬
clair’s, our David Garnetts, Virginia Woolfs, and James
Joyce imitators. Schnitzler has conformed to as strict
and diflicult a set of rules as any of the above-mentioned
writers ever set themselves, but when we have finished
this novel, we feel that he has told us his störy in the
only way it could be told—not in the most, gifficult way
he could think of telling it. To this reviewer’s mind(it
is the finest piece of fiction to be published in America
this fall
The Living Age.
2
Up to this moment the sbort novel which we have liked
best has been Frank Swinnerton’s Nocturne, a compas¬
sionate, throbbing storv. But Fräulein Else is a greater
story, more subtly told, more sympathetically lived.
Perhaps it is only that the Viennese are more truly cap¬
able of feeling life than are the English; but there it is.
Whatover the reason, Fräulein Else has torn at our
heart more cruelly than any fiction we have read in a
long, long time.
Nobody can fail to rank a thing like this among the
really great and lasting achievements of writing. Fräu¬
lein Else is the kind of work which makes everybody
who tries to write anything, even little reviews, sick with
envy and full of admiration for a novel so full of bitter
truth.
Faxpxnick C. NELsoN
Hartford Times
FRAULEIN
ELSE
BY
ARTHUR
SCHNITZLER
81.50
SIMON AND
SCHUSTER
Prautcrn Lree
4 Novel by
ARTHCR SCHMTTZEER
Translated by
ROBERT A. SIMON
PHTRE PRTNTING
(SEE FLAPS AND BACK OF JACKET FOR REVIEWS)
SIMON AND SCHUSTER
box 5/
# en een en e e ten es e e e un Aene en
word is wasted. Nor, on the other hand, are we spared
a single twist of her mind’s working, or a single sinister
motive. The suspense never drops, and we are carried
along her mad course scarcely conscious that it is mad
or outside our own lives. Schnitzler has created reality.
ELxEar RANn
Baltimore Evening Sun
Schnitzler is much too accomplished a craftsman, much
too sincere a genius, to content himself with a piece of
mere stunt-writing such as we get from our May Sin¬
clair’s, our David Garnetts, Virginia Woolfs, and James
Joyce imitators. Schnitzler has conformed to as strict
and diflicult a set of rules as any of the above-mentioned
writers ever set themselves, but when we have finished
this novel, we feel that he has told us his störy in the
only way it could be told—not in the most, gifficult way
he could think of telling it. To this reviewer’s mind(it
is the finest piece of fiction to be published in America
this fall
The Living Age.
2
Up to this moment the sbort novel which we have liked
best has been Frank Swinnerton’s Nocturne, a compas¬
sionate, throbbing storv. But Fräulein Else is a greater
story, more subtly told, more sympathetically lived.
Perhaps it is only that the Viennese are more truly cap¬
able of feeling life than are the English; but there it is.
Whatover the reason, Fräulein Else has torn at our
heart more cruelly than any fiction we have read in a
long, long time.
Nobody can fail to rank a thing like this among the
really great and lasting achievements of writing. Fräu¬
lein Else is the kind of work which makes everybody
who tries to write anything, even little reviews, sick with
envy and full of admiration for a novel so full of bitter
truth.
Faxpxnick C. NELsoN
Hartford Times
FRAULEIN
ELSE
BY
ARTHUR
SCHNITZLER
81.50
SIMON AND
SCHUSTER
Prautcrn Lree
4 Novel by
ARTHCR SCHMTTZEER
Translated by
ROBERT A. SIMON
PHTRE PRTNTING
(SEE FLAPS AND BACK OF JACKET FOR REVIEWS)
SIMON AND SCHUSTER