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THE COLLEGE NEWS











Book Review

“The Cadaver of Gideon Wyck by a
Medical Student and edited by Alexander
Laing. Farrar and Rinehart.

There is something in the huntan
character,
by the advertising gagsters, which
makes us tackle anything that we are
told we probabiy can’t take. For this
reason we lost no time in buying the
volume mentioned above when we
were confrontéd one morning by an
announcement in the~/'vibune that
the publishers considered the story so



unfortunaiely discovered

powerful that they advised all ner-



vous people to stay away from it and
disclaimed all responsibility for any
deaths resulting from the perusal of
said volume. The notice ended up
with the stirring words ‘“—and the
publishers reaiiy mean-this.”

Braced for the worst we plunged
into the volume and were soon grop-
ing around in a Maine State College
of Medicine where monkey business
Was going.on in every quarter. We
found ourself in the middle of a mass
of demonologists, maniacs, embalmed
corpses of unknown and known iden-
tity human, monsters, epileptics, and
prostitutes, who amused. themselves
harmlessly by indulging in murders,
disappearances, and even love, al-
though it was forced into a subordi-
nate position. Like most authors who
rely on the accumulation of horrors
for their effect; the medical student
is pretty hard put to it to« explain
how it all happened, and consequently
he ends tp in a rather feeble vein.
The book’ is not-half as horrifying
as one would expect from all the
warnings, and being prepared to be
made. into a jittering biddie afraid
of the dark by the eyil deeds related
therein we were annoyed and defiant
when we followed the last monster to
its grave and found ourselves only

too ready to brave the dimly lighted |
halls without having the images of |

demented scientists
from the tea pantry.

pop out at us
Tt would have





been hard to live up to our expecta-

tions, however, and there are those
who may find The Cadaver all and

Leven-more-than-they—could-ask for.

It is a fair horror story, which
has tried hard. to: be better, but the
pages of extraneous material contain-
ed along with the accounts of. the
monsteis et al make it heavy going
at times.—S. J.



A i of Simple Folk by Sean O?Faolain

This is undoubtedly one of the finest
novels of recent years. It is not, as
its inadequate title implies, a’ tale
dcpressingly close to the soil, nor does
it describe village life, too quiet, too
slow and confined; it is neither senti-
mental nor whimsical—but a large
and splendid canvas, simple and °easy
in design, filled in. with rich compli-
cation of detail. It is the story of

thrve gencrations in an Irish family,.

its principal’ motif: the life of ‘the
family rebel, a futile, ironical, satis-
factory life; and no Irish book for
years has given so complete and true
an impression of Ireland—beside this
Twenty Years A-Growing scems thin
and puerile.

The mangement of great scenes is
essentially poetic, gloriously romantic
in the manner of Dostoevsky -— best
of all perhaps is the scene of the

4 making of the will, with the crowding

relatives, the sick man trying to die,
the drunken doctor, the wife holding
the lawyer by the wrist, restraining
her sons, and fiercely whispering in
the dying man’s ear. Equally sensi-
tive, equally’ poetic, is the use of
smallef detail—Johno hears his aunt
crying and praying all night in the
next room, and in the morning she
is her usual self, and he has forgotten
about it.

The style is perhaps the finest thing
in the book, clear and vivid and sin-
cere, at its best in the paragraphs
which describe the passage of a long
stretch of' time, with its detail skill-
fully implied, or in the descriptions
of the Irish landscape, the grey bright
cities or the water-logged silent coun-
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Deep Country by Amory Hare

Mrs. Hare set out to write a novel
of the hunting country °around_Phil-
adelphia in which she might extol the
pleasure of the great outdoors and
at the same time deal with the rami-
fications of. life and—love -as-itis
among the people who ride to hounds,
and provide the raison d’etre for such
publications’ as Polo and Town and
Country. The result was Deep
Country, in which we have all the
sporting events imaginable very well
described and accurately reproduced
with both the triumphs and tragedies
of the competitors faithfully recount-
ed. But the real plot of the story
hinges around two young things who
have the misfortune to be in love with
each other but who are so deprived
of all ability to make that fact clear
by their mad desire to do everything
in the manner of high typed ‘sporting
folk that they both go off in a com-
plete fog and marry different .people.
The fun begins almost as soon as the
two coufiles get settled in the Phila-
delphia vicinity, and in spite of all
they can do to check the hounds the
scent leads the gossip mongers to a
studio in town where there is a re-
treat for the stricken lovers.

The story pursues its way through
steeplechasing and hunting to. the
fatal evening. when the -wife- of -the
perfect Killy jumps over a_ terrace
wall in a vage and dies, but not be-
fore accusing the poor beloved of her
husband of having pushed her. That,
of course, disposes of one of the ex-
traneous helpmates and the other
gets uppity about the whole thing
(not being a true sportsman, but ‘the
son of a successful real estate mag-
nate) and gets a divorce, thereby
clearing the air for the happy end-
ing. The people in the story are very
much the cream of the crop—the hero
goes to Yale in the beginning, strokes
the crew to victory over Harvard,
while the heroine daughter of the
M. F. H. looks on waving a blue and
white pennant. Our hero then goes
off to Paris to study art, being driven
there by a realization that he has no
right to declare his love for- the beau-



tiful daneter: of a M. F, _ until
he has made a name for himself. ‘We
would have been.spared—a—great-déal
of trouble, and .we must admit-pleas-
ure, if he had transgressed foxhunt-
ing formalities sufficiently before leav-
ing- to. -whisper--in-the-heroine’s -ear
that he loved her, but -he-didn’t,

There are many grand hunting
scenes in the book and it is -highly
recommended for all those who like
a. good story guilelessly told. The
sporting sequences are well worth the
space devoted to them, and Mrs. Hare
shows a familiarity with horses and
the people who care for them-in the
stables which gives to the book a
pleasant. atmosphere of authenticity.
However, she sometimes goes off the
deep end in an attempt to make her
characters do the right thing all,the
time. Poor /Killy is drawn into the
matrimonial’ net quite against his Will
because he gets lost in: the hunting
field in a snow storm, is unable to
find his way home, and has to spend
the night in an unheated house with
a girl who is also lost. In spite of
the fact that it was obviously an acci-
dent, that it was ten below zero, and
that Killy’s grey hunter was in the
house all night in somewhat the ca-
pacity of a chaperone, Killy marries
her because: he feels he should. That
seems-to us_to be drawing-it-a-—little
bit too fine.

However, Deep Country is far from
dull reading and doubtless will find
favor in the eyes of many who do
not know hocks from withers. Those
who have mastered the subtle distinc-
tion will enjoy themselves immensely
throughout the entire book.—S. J.



LETTERS

(The editor of the NEWS is not
responsible for opinions expressed in
this column.)

To the editor of the Bryn Mawr Col-
lege News,

Bryn Mawr College,

Bryn Mawr, ‘Pa.

Dear Editor:
It has come to my attention during







the past twenty-four hours that the
News: is contemplating. publication of

an~editorial with which Ido nof find °

it in my heart of hearts to agree.
As it is a well-known fact that the
value of the News rests in its policy
of expressing opinions characteristic
of the undergraduates, it seem to me
that the publication of the editorial
concerning the Bible shows that- the
majority of the News board is im-
pervious to public opinion. Finding
myself at present in the position of
one oppressed by the college require-
ment which makes necessary a com-
plete knowledge of the facts of life
and diet, not to speak of complexes,
I feel especially bitter on the subject
of compulsory addenda to the ordi-
nary curriculum. There are enough
obstacles in the path of the under-
graduate without the wanton addition
of a Bible to our already 6ver-crowded
window seat.

In connection with the inclusion. of
a compulsory Bible examination in
the college curriculum, allow me to
draw the attention of the Board to a
significant document, known in his-
tory as the Rights of Man. That
document has been referred to in this
column before in connection with the
barbaric proposal of the editor to
make subscription to the News com-
pulsory. For a complete expression
of our opinions concerning the editor
of your publication, allow me to re-
fer you to the letters written by
“Bugs,” in the spring of last year, as
a representative of the Merion Hunt
Club. From them you will. gather
that I do not find myself in agree-
ment with the policy of your editor.
In conclusion I wish to suggest to the
college that the editor of your News
be impeached as one derelict in duty,
and finally may I wish you Happy
Valentine’s Day.

Affectionately yours,
SALLIE JONES.



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