Barry, Richard. Sandy of the Sierras. $1.50. Moffat.
Sandy, true to his name, is a red-headed Scotch lad who goes from the Sierras down to San Francisco to make his fortune. He rises from the lower rounds of the ladder to the heights of political fame. He “becomes boss of the Pacific coast, and is not above the tricks of his trade. You leave him happy in having at one stroke won his love and made his father-in-law Senator.” (N. Y. Times.)
“The author has a better command of journalistic slang than of literary English.” Wm. M. Payne.
– Dial. 41: 116. S. 1, ’06. 120w. Ind. 61: 699. S. 20, ’06. 180w.
“Those who are familiar with the word-painting and lurid touches of Mr. Barry’s ‘Port Arthur: a monster heroism,’ will not miss them in his new story.”
– + Lit. D. 33: 283. S. 1, ’06. 330w.
“Mr. Barry, no doubt, could write a better novel now.”
– N. Y. Times. 11: 451. Jl. 14, ’06. 440w.
“Much as I like Sandy I should like him better if his creator liked him less.”