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Anat
The tragic note Is revealed in Heep¬
sakes,“ with no relieving word of
comec to keep the halance. Alsg one
seems to lock out with a hopelessness
that is utterly depressink upon the
problems of love and marriage as the.
exist today. The tragedy of this Tele
episode is brought out by theicruel çad¬
dishness of the man's nature, endsthe
last line of tlie play shows tne whole
Mng.
Oue may laughrover a Joyons little
episode entitledA Fareweil Gupper.“
The two voung men are dininto¬
gether, for Anatol needs the Horal
spporf of his friend whlls 4 #
misses his mistress. Tiring orcher D#
w ene ho—
rause he has scen
#makes me feel as I’ve never felt be¬
fore. She—1 can't deseribe her.“, And
tothis Max cynically replies: No
one never can, ti1 its alsorer.“
Poor weak kneed Anatol has been tak¬
1
ing two suppèrs every evening für a
weck, one at 9 o'clock and one al 11
GRAHVILLK BARkER
o'elock, one with the girl he wants to
equenge of dialognes by Arthur Schnitzler; win and the other with the glriche
paraphrased for the English s
Gran- wants to lose. The cherus girl, the
ville Barker. Publ
nerly, New Tork. Price 21.9 Ken
one he is tired of, arriven and alter
This serles of dialogues tells of the some clever conversation teils him ha
adventures, or rather the love adven- she has been taking t## suppere pach
tures, of a rich young bachelor of night, but this is the last. She wil
Vienna by name Anatol. The characters come no more to Anatol for Her new
are Anatol, his friend Max and Anatol’s lover interests her more. Then Anatol
mistress, a different mistress in each makes his belated confession, whlch of.
dialogue, and the adventures are pie- course, is accepted with shrieks of un¬
tured with a cynleism’which is almost belleving laughter. Anatol's chagris
alluring. The dialogue is as clean and is well-done.
witty as any thing in Oscar Wilde and An Episode“ is the title of another.
the author has concentrated all his dialogue in which Anatol gets, perhaps,
powers of satire upon this one view- the worst of ft. He is such á brag¬
point of life, or state of existence. The gart, so lacking in the saving sense of
result is of course that the book is a humor, that we reloice to see him¬
moral lesson, but never do weisee one humillated. But occasionally the #real
word of preaching: perhaps after all man inside shows himself for a mo¬
the author is an unconselous moralist. ment. It is in this chapter that Ana¬
The first dialogue is entitled, Ask No töl says: When I was very young in¬
Questions and You'll Hear No Stories,“ deed I saw myself as one of the
and vcontains a large slice of the world’s greatest heroes of romande.
cynleal wordly wisdom found through- These women, I thought, I pluck them,
out the plays. Anatol tries to find out crush the sweetness from them—it’s
through hypnotism if Hilda is faithful the law of nature—then I throw them
to him and is afraid to ask the ques- aside as I pass on. I know now that
tion when everything is möst favor- Tin more of a fool than a hero—and
able. The last cynical sentence, I'm getting most unpleasantly used to
uttered by Max as he goes out leaving knowing 1ü“
Doctor Schnitzler, wnd wrote Ana¬
the lovers embracing each other, is
worch remembering: Perhaps you've tol,“ his first work, in 1893, is a prac¬
made a
scientifie discovery—that ticing physician dn Vienna. His list
of works, all of them dramatie in form,
women tell lies just as well when
shows him to be h very prolifie writer.
thes're asleep. But so long as you're He Is now 49 years of age.
happy whal’s ihe odds?“
As sothe translation of this work.
The talk between Max and Anatol is the publishers have sent out the fol¬
filled with quotable little bits. In this lowingeitem about him:
H. Granville Barker, whose para¬
same dialogue they discuss the differ¬
phrase of Anatol“ by Arthur Schnltz¬
ence between men and women and this ler has Just been published by Mitchell
lovely passage #ocurs:
Kennerley, was born in London, 1877,
and made his first appearance on the
Max—My dear Anntol, if she really stage at Harrogate, being at that time
loves yon
14 years of age. For six months he
Anatol—0h, innocent! I ask you played with Miss Sarah Thorne’s com¬
what has that to do with it?
pany, his first London engagement be¬