Can You Read—?
(In this column will be given each month a resumé of current cant which, as an intelligent being, you will go far to avoid.)
The Meaning of It, by H. C. The New Republic, August 7.
Bryant and “The New Poetry,” by John L. Hervey. The Dial, Aug. 15.
The “Free” Poets, by Michael Monahan. The Phoenix, September.
Pearls from The Outlook for August 11, in regard to the Becker trial:
What can we learn from this story of trust betrayed, of dishonor in high places, and of a three years’ legal battle over a crime which demanded immediate retribution? Certainly the law did not come out unscathed from this controversy. It is a familiar story, but it will bear repetition until it is remedied—we are very much behind England in our administration of criminal law. The efficiency of punishment as a deterrent to crime is largely based upon the swiftness and sureness of justice rather than the severity of the penalty inflicted. Becker is dead; but who can deny that whatever social effect may result from his execution would have been trebled had his death come within a reasonable interval after the commission of his crime? The case is significant, not because it is an exception, but because it is typical of the process of American law.
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The table of contents on the title page was adjusted in order to reflect correctly the headings in this issue of The Little Review.
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- ... scandal-monging newspapers, out of the malicious after-dinner gossip of ...
... scandal-[mongering] newspapers, out of the malicious after-dinner gossip of ... - ... For the sun shifts through the shade. ...
... For the sun [sifts] through the shade. ... - ... affects his own pocket. And the masses of labor who do feel themselve and ...
... affects his own pocket. And the masses of labor who do feel [themselves] and ... - ... Sappho, Sappho, long ago the dust of earth mingled with the dust of they dear limbs, ...
... Sappho, Sappho, long ago the dust of earth mingled with the dust of [thy] dear limbs, ... - ... Unquestioning our desserts; ...
... Unquestioning our [deserts]; ... - ... said Zarathustra, with a brazen voice, “thou are the murderer of God!... ...
... said Zarathustra, with a brazen voice, “thou [art] the murderer of God!... ...