in a right
Jocked on Sundays to
the first excuse for
isler's Caprice Vien-
? And when you
faces in the city of
der most of all, was
Vienna such as Dr.
er, physician, novel¬
ght, pictured in his
Anatol of light¬
and delicate sorrows,
day was new with
elevated the embar¬
tings with the old
graceful art?
a must have existed
ne, lived and played
shioned a city to its
although Anatole
to the world over
it still lives even to
ing public in Gran¬
severin,
of those who saw
play it. Since there
freight of social
these little come¬
kept them alive so
there is in them the
Anatol one really
him his city, then
ge Vienna today.
girdle of boulevards
heart of the city,
in its way, ponder¬
and public build¬
immaculately clean.
ys their architecture
tive of Vienna than
timitate Prussa.
se palaces are awk¬
kitchens and offices,
habby for lack of
s, palaces and peo¬
in mod. The out¬
he world you see on
the day at night
people and fewer
remarkable pov¬
ggars are plentiful
heatrical. But it is
aspect of the city
ing the employed,
don't have to work,
The real Vienna of
heart for the boule¬
back reaches of the
vation.
de Viennese must
see them crowded.
there is plenty of
little weak choco¬
beer, occasionally
na substitute, and
or milk. For those
a donde se lo de
superbly and the applause is gener¬
well. They glance through skipy
ous. But it all sounds hollow.
journals; paper costs enormously
Something is not there. A Strauss
They comment occasionally on this
like waltz you seldom hear. For
or that, and are mildly glad when
Vienna, like the rest of Europe, has
the music strikes up.
turned to the popular music of
In the biggest cafés there is
America; America, the young and
music; for musicians, like other pro¬
vital when Europe is so tired;
fessionals in Vienna, are plentiful
America so overflowing with bar¬
and to be had cheaply. I know of a
baric vitality that the jazz band is
leather goods buyer from America
its expression. Tunes that ran their
who hired a quintet from a sym- brief course in the United States two
IN THIS ISSUE
ARTHUR SCHNITZLER INTERVIEWED IN MODERN VIENNA
By Joseph Gollamb
AN APPRAISAL OF THOMAS HARDVS PROSE
The Both birthday of the great English novelist occurred on June 2
By John Erskine
THE REAL OF MARTIN, BY VAN WYCK BROOKS
Reviewed by Carl Van Doren
Mrs. WARRENS DAUGHTER, BY SIR HARRY JOHNSTON.
Reviewed by Wilson Follett
How CHESTERTON REGARDS DIVORCE
By Renée Darmstadter
HAVEN CHICCINS INTERVIEVED BY JOSEPH ANTION
TRADE UNIONS AND THE I. W. W.
By George Soule
ERA POUND THE INNOVATOR
By Herbert S. Gorman
Other contributions by WILLIAM OLIVER STEVENS, ANOLD WHITRICE,
J. W. ROBERTSON Scor, J. RANKEN TOWS, etc.
BOOK SALES AND RARE BOOKS
THE READERS GUIDE
THE NEWEST BOOKS
FOREIGN NOTES
THE LATERARY LOBET
The Novels of Thomas Hardy
June 2nd Marked the Eightieth Birthday of the
Westen Master of Fiction
By John Erskine
Professor of English, Columbia University
E popularity of Hardy's novels
tions of the village gossip without
is testimony to the lasting ap¬
altering them beyond recognition.
peal of melodrama. We all love a
His stories therefore can be paral¬
stary, particularly when it concerns
leled easily in the common rumor of
our neighbors, and nothing is more
life. I call to mind one little town,
fundamental in the neighborly atti¬
set in ills far from Wessex moors,
tude than the faith that, were the
where you may hear of two doctors,
whole truth known, the quiet seem¬
father and son, who shared the same
ing history of men and women within
practice and through a strange error
a stone's throw of our door would
came to share the same blighted
yield something adventurous, eccen¬
reputation; the father one day
tric or scandalous. The village
visited a bedside, and gave the
gossip is the poor but serviceable
patient a powerful drug, and a few
minister to the perpetual curiosity of hours later the son, unaware that his
this undying faith, and in English
father had been before him, visited
fiction Hardy glorifies the ministra¬
Kontinued on Pagt Thirteen.
en dat von uns von
people dragging logs of new wood for
miles back to the city. Recently the
park department ordered a general
pruning of trees in the city, just to
give the poor a chance to gather the
twigs that fell.
And as to the world of Anatol and
his friends?
I went to Dr. Schnitzler himself
for news of them. The man who has
caught the spirit of Vienna's youth is
numerically fifty seven years old. He
is rather square in build and there¬
fore looks shorter than he is, but an
aliveness that would mean youth at
any age gives him dominance in any
group. His gra-blue eyes are warm
and bright. His ample brown hair
and trimmed beard give no hint of
his years in spite of the gray in them.
He talks fast, well and boyantly,
constantly crowded from his theme
by warm of shouldering memories.
Goethe, Schiller, Lessing, Heine,
George Bernard Shaw and Shake¬
speare, the last two in German as
well as in English, and a host of
other books look down from the
shelves of handsome book cabinets.
Through a panelle window I saw a
glimpse of wood with a red sun set
ting behind the trees; in the other
direction, down hill, the roofs of
Vienna itself. A white porcelain
stove in a corner, dark rose wood fur¬
niture; a bowl of brilliant geran¬
iums; framed prints on the wall, all
took the warm twilight comfortably,
endearingly.
The Vienna of Anatol lived in
the late 80's, Dr. Schnitzler said,
answering my query. It belonged to
a time of economic ease and freedom
from the weight of social problems
clamoring for solution, a time when
charming young idlers could bloom
and thrive. It was largely then that
the lighthearted, tuneful, gracefully
living Vienna of the foreigner's
imagination was nearest reality.
You mention Strauss waltzes.
Strauss's music is only a waft of
melody through a partly opened
door. It happened that his compo¬
sitions found favor in the world out¬
side. Vienna had other waltz music
besides Strauss. Its mood was the
mood of a sunny day in the spring,
Sunday. Of course, there was the
workaday world for the mass of
Viennes. But it was not a grinding
week in the main. Employment was
not very scarce and good food and
good light wines and beer not dear.
And then, too, as soon as winter let
(Continued on Page Twelve.)
Jocked on Sundays to
the first excuse for
isler's Caprice Vien-
? And when you
faces in the city of
der most of all, was
Vienna such as Dr.
er, physician, novel¬
ght, pictured in his
Anatol of light¬
and delicate sorrows,
day was new with
elevated the embar¬
tings with the old
graceful art?
a must have existed
ne, lived and played
shioned a city to its
although Anatole
to the world over
it still lives even to
ing public in Gran¬
severin,
of those who saw
play it. Since there
freight of social
these little come¬
kept them alive so
there is in them the
Anatol one really
him his city, then
ge Vienna today.
girdle of boulevards
heart of the city,
in its way, ponder¬
and public build¬
immaculately clean.
ys their architecture
tive of Vienna than
timitate Prussa.
se palaces are awk¬
kitchens and offices,
habby for lack of
s, palaces and peo¬
in mod. The out¬
he world you see on
the day at night
people and fewer
remarkable pov¬
ggars are plentiful
heatrical. But it is
aspect of the city
ing the employed,
don't have to work,
The real Vienna of
heart for the boule¬
back reaches of the
vation.
de Viennese must
see them crowded.
there is plenty of
little weak choco¬
beer, occasionally
na substitute, and
or milk. For those
a donde se lo de
superbly and the applause is gener¬
well. They glance through skipy
ous. But it all sounds hollow.
journals; paper costs enormously
Something is not there. A Strauss
They comment occasionally on this
like waltz you seldom hear. For
or that, and are mildly glad when
Vienna, like the rest of Europe, has
the music strikes up.
turned to the popular music of
In the biggest cafés there is
America; America, the young and
music; for musicians, like other pro¬
vital when Europe is so tired;
fessionals in Vienna, are plentiful
America so overflowing with bar¬
and to be had cheaply. I know of a
baric vitality that the jazz band is
leather goods buyer from America
its expression. Tunes that ran their
who hired a quintet from a sym- brief course in the United States two
IN THIS ISSUE
ARTHUR SCHNITZLER INTERVIEWED IN MODERN VIENNA
By Joseph Gollamb
AN APPRAISAL OF THOMAS HARDVS PROSE
The Both birthday of the great English novelist occurred on June 2
By John Erskine
THE REAL OF MARTIN, BY VAN WYCK BROOKS
Reviewed by Carl Van Doren
Mrs. WARRENS DAUGHTER, BY SIR HARRY JOHNSTON.
Reviewed by Wilson Follett
How CHESTERTON REGARDS DIVORCE
By Renée Darmstadter
HAVEN CHICCINS INTERVIEVED BY JOSEPH ANTION
TRADE UNIONS AND THE I. W. W.
By George Soule
ERA POUND THE INNOVATOR
By Herbert S. Gorman
Other contributions by WILLIAM OLIVER STEVENS, ANOLD WHITRICE,
J. W. ROBERTSON Scor, J. RANKEN TOWS, etc.
BOOK SALES AND RARE BOOKS
THE READERS GUIDE
THE NEWEST BOOKS
FOREIGN NOTES
THE LATERARY LOBET
The Novels of Thomas Hardy
June 2nd Marked the Eightieth Birthday of the
Westen Master of Fiction
By John Erskine
Professor of English, Columbia University
E popularity of Hardy's novels
tions of the village gossip without
is testimony to the lasting ap¬
altering them beyond recognition.
peal of melodrama. We all love a
His stories therefore can be paral¬
stary, particularly when it concerns
leled easily in the common rumor of
our neighbors, and nothing is more
life. I call to mind one little town,
fundamental in the neighborly atti¬
set in ills far from Wessex moors,
tude than the faith that, were the
where you may hear of two doctors,
whole truth known, the quiet seem¬
father and son, who shared the same
ing history of men and women within
practice and through a strange error
a stone's throw of our door would
came to share the same blighted
yield something adventurous, eccen¬
reputation; the father one day
tric or scandalous. The village
visited a bedside, and gave the
gossip is the poor but serviceable
patient a powerful drug, and a few
minister to the perpetual curiosity of hours later the son, unaware that his
this undying faith, and in English
father had been before him, visited
fiction Hardy glorifies the ministra¬
Kontinued on Pagt Thirteen.
en dat von uns von
people dragging logs of new wood for
miles back to the city. Recently the
park department ordered a general
pruning of trees in the city, just to
give the poor a chance to gather the
twigs that fell.
And as to the world of Anatol and
his friends?
I went to Dr. Schnitzler himself
for news of them. The man who has
caught the spirit of Vienna's youth is
numerically fifty seven years old. He
is rather square in build and there¬
fore looks shorter than he is, but an
aliveness that would mean youth at
any age gives him dominance in any
group. His gra-blue eyes are warm
and bright. His ample brown hair
and trimmed beard give no hint of
his years in spite of the gray in them.
He talks fast, well and boyantly,
constantly crowded from his theme
by warm of shouldering memories.
Goethe, Schiller, Lessing, Heine,
George Bernard Shaw and Shake¬
speare, the last two in German as
well as in English, and a host of
other books look down from the
shelves of handsome book cabinets.
Through a panelle window I saw a
glimpse of wood with a red sun set
ting behind the trees; in the other
direction, down hill, the roofs of
Vienna itself. A white porcelain
stove in a corner, dark rose wood fur¬
niture; a bowl of brilliant geran¬
iums; framed prints on the wall, all
took the warm twilight comfortably,
endearingly.
The Vienna of Anatol lived in
the late 80's, Dr. Schnitzler said,
answering my query. It belonged to
a time of economic ease and freedom
from the weight of social problems
clamoring for solution, a time when
charming young idlers could bloom
and thrive. It was largely then that
the lighthearted, tuneful, gracefully
living Vienna of the foreigner's
imagination was nearest reality.
You mention Strauss waltzes.
Strauss's music is only a waft of
melody through a partly opened
door. It happened that his compo¬
sitions found favor in the world out¬
side. Vienna had other waltz music
besides Strauss. Its mood was the
mood of a sunny day in the spring,
Sunday. Of course, there was the
workaday world for the mass of
Viennes. But it was not a grinding
week in the main. Employment was
not very scarce and good food and
good light wines and beer not dear.
And then, too, as soon as winter let
(Continued on Page Twelve.)