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finally she fell the war would end; and which was felled by a German shell a few days ago. In the drawing the Virgin appears as she was, a strangely memorable spectacle against the sky, pitched forward

with the Child in her outstretched hands. In the illustration, "A Sketch in Albert," reproduced on this page the Albert

the Albert Church tower with the Falling

Falling Virgin may be seen in the distance!

There remains to be written some day the plain, ungarnished tale of

the Tired Business Charles

Man. A legend hovBrooks, T.B.M.

ers about his indif

ference to Art, Literature, Music and the Drama, especially when the last gives scant latitude to the Frills and Frolics, the Airs and Graces of Broadway. The college bred T.B.M., however, is yet another thing again. He occasionally takes us shyly into his confidence over his hobbies indoors and out, his starved tastes and enthusiasms. For is not this a commercial as well as a Freudian age? Projected into business on leaving Yale over a ripe decade ago, Charles Brooks combined success in business with a turn for phrase, an interest in Elizabethan drama that he had rashly caughi at Yale. His prosaic Cleveland evenings were devoted to the business of Literature. When his first volume of essays, Journeys to

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Bagdad, appeared, his business associates were sure it revealed a nefarious pursuit on a par with watered stocks or paper assets. Another volume from the Yale Press, There's Pippins and Cheese to Come, placed him outside the ancient and honourable order of the T.B.M. and suspicion burgeoned into distrust. The critics began to call him a disciple of Elia, and the Cleveland T.B.M. little wot that even Lamb was a slave of desk and ledger. When they find this out they will get together and found a Lamb Club to rival the Rowfant for literary suppers. Meanwhile, having proved a successful and precocious T.B.M., the renegade Mr. Brooks retired to New York's Green



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wich Village to write more essays. At other volume by Charles Brooks, Christmas both his books sold well Essayist. in Cleveland. The Cleveland T.B.M. read them to see if there were any Mrs. Mary L. B. Branch (whose trade secrets given away, any sly Guld, the Cavern King is reviewed portraits of their ancient order.

in this issue by Miss When the war came to New York A Picturesque Zona Gale) is the

Trio and Cleveland, Charles Brooks, Busi

mother of the poet, ness Man, went to the Shipping Bu

Anna Hempstead reau at Washington. But the Yale

But the Yale Branch. They live in an old house Press is getting ready to issue an in New London, Connecticut, a house

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which was built by someone in their as a means of economising troops, family before the Revolution-a log and if we need those troops elsewhere house, into whose walls a cannon ball the flattening of the whole line would was shot during the Revolution, be a distinct advantage. picked out, laid on the parlour floor, The really important thing, though, and has rolled about there ever since. is that American soldiers should get The room across the hall, with old into the fighting now. One Amerguns and a sword still resting on the ican soldier now is worth three beams, has always been called the eighteen months hence.” Major “keeping room." The house is heated Beith's new book, The New America only by great fireplaces and lighted at War, will shortly be published by by candles. And its attic is a place Houghton Mifflin Company. of spinning wheels and chests and drying herbs—which New London Donald Thompson, the author of uses for post-cards. Miss Branch's Donald Thompson in Russia, has contribution to The Masque of

been on every fightPoets, which appeared in the . De- Movies from the ing front in Europe cember BOOKMAN with the title The


since the war Name, was called by the Boston

started; he has been Transcript “the best poem of the in the midst of thirty or forty batyear.”

tles, great or small, has been wounded

three times, and has been arrested The author of The First Hundred

so often that he has lost count. He Thousand and All In It says of the has worked his camera with bodies

present German falling around him and upsetting his "German Offensive not drive: “I think the machine.

machine. He has made during the Alarming": situation is pretty war and sent back to the United Major Ian Hay good on the whole. States one hundred and fifteen thouBeith

The main point is sand feet of moving-picture film and

that, although it has snapped more than seven thouis naturally a time of great anxiety sand kodak pictures. Thompson, for us, it is ten times worse for the who is a Kansan by birth, is still unenemy. If this drive fails, it means der thirty. He is at present in disaster for him. It is not a ques- America, where, in addition to pretion of disaster for us. The enemy paring his book of Russian expedoes not actually outnumber us. riences, he has sold his moving-picThe fact that he seems to, that he ture films to one of the great comdoes in the actual fighting, means panies for an almost fabulous sum. that we are holding out reserves for He plans to get back to the Western future action. The French are do Front as soon as possible. ing the same. As for Ypres, I think the British will voluntarily flatten With all the interest in that greatout the Ypres line. It will not be a est of war books, Under Fire, the loss. It will be good strategy. For

following translathree years we have held the Ypres A Barbusse tion of an early salient as sentimental corner of


poem by the auBelgium and for no other reason.

thor, llenri BarIts straightening has been suggested busse, is particularly interesting.


This poem, The Letter, appeared published by Houghton Mifflin Comoriginally in Les Annales some eight pany. Many war books have menor nine years ago and shows the au- tioned the performances of the tanks, thor in quite a different light from but this is the first book which tells his Under Fire. The translation in- in detail about life with one of “His to English verse was made by Mr. Majesty's Landships," as they are Willard M. Smith as follows: officially called, and the first book to

be written by a tank commander. THE LETTER

The author entered Sandhurst in By Henri Barbusse

1914, having already chosen the Translated by Willard M. Smith.

army as his profession, but the war

cut short his training and early in I am writing a letter;

1915 he went to the front with an The lamp bends an ear, infantry regiment, the Royal BerkAnd the clock beats the time

shires. He fought with them until With a stroke soft, but clear. he was wounded at Loos. After his My eyes are fast closing,

recovery he joined his regiment and I shall dream of you, dear. was again wounded at the Somme,

where he was recommended for, and A fever runs through me,

later received, the Military Cross. The light lower slips ;

Shortly after his second convalesI hear but your voice,

cence he joined the Heavy Branch Your name smiles on my lips; Machine Gun Corps, which later My fingers are full

came to be known as the “Tank Of your touch in their tips. Corps.” He was a tank commander

and went into action with his tank I feel a soft languor;

at Arras and at Ypres. Last winYour heart's in me, too.

ter he was recalled, and sent to this Half dreaming I waiver

country with the tank, and he is now 'Twixt the false and the true.

touring the country in the interests Is it I, who am dreaming,

of the British Recruiting Mission. Or, is it not—YOU?

“There is a growing sentiment in The "tanks” of the British army this country," writes Prof. Albert made their sensational appearance

G. Keller in the inon a September Through War to troduction to his The Story of the morning in 1916 on


new book, Through Tank the Somme, when

War to Peace, they crawled up a “that what Germany has come to hill, impervious to the German ma stand for is utterly irreconcilable chine gun fire, and calmly sat down with all those acquisitions of human on the machine guns which had

had society-freedom, democracy, Chrisworked such havoc. The world was tianity-which we most prize; that amazed. Captain Richard Haig, the it represents a grave menace to them Commander of the British tank Brit all. This sentiment, with its attendannia, which is now touring the coun ant foreboding, I believe to be subtry, has written a story called Life stantially correct, so that it will bear in a Tank, which has been recently examination in the light of reason

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