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The author informs his readers that he is tired of being funny, that he has had a collapse and needs a complete rest, and he is going to tell about his holiday in the country in his natural serious and solemn manner. By the skin of his teeth he succeeds in escaping from home without his wife and the entire family. His haven of rest is the Sunrise Arms of Little Slocum. The dream and the reality of Little Slocum are not quite the same. He almost succumbs to the ministrations of the sewing-bee of Little Slocum mothers, but after a ten mile flight in pajamas and mackintosh and rubber boots he catches a train that takes him back to the city. The illustrations by John Hassall add to the solemnity of the book.
+ Booklist 16:246 Ap ’20
“It may be that Mr Robey converses too much about nothing in particular, it may be that his humor is not that of America; but various episodes in his book are excruciatingly funny.”
+ Boston Transcript Mr 13 ’20 350w
“We cannot say that we have been vastly exhilarated by ‘My rest cure.’”
− Sat R 128:160 Ag 16 ’19 340w
ROBINSON, ALBERT GARDNER. Old New England houses. il *$5 Scribner 728
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