“This volume would make an excellent present for a lad with a taste for mechanics, or for a young man thinking of an engineer’s occupation.... The reader learns something not only of the marvels of machinery ... but of the likelihood of earning a living in this particular line.... The author has given an autobiographical form to his book, relating his experiences at various great centres of industry, as at Glasgow and at Birkenhead.”—Spec.
| Spec. 94: 147. Ja. 28, ‘05. 300w. |
Hale, Edward Everett. [Man without a country.] [*]25c. Little.
A new edition of a story “written in the darkest period of the Civil war to show what love of country is.” A young army officer, court-martialed for treason charges, curses the United States and wishes that he may never hear its name again. As punishment his wish is granted, and for fifty years he is “a man without a country.” He is carried on one long cruise after another by government vessels and barred from hearing or seeing a word from home.
Hale, Edward Everett, jr. Dramatists of to-day. [*]$1.50. Holt.
Rostand, Hauptmann, Sudermann, Pinero, Shaw, Phillips, Maeterlinck: being an informal discussion of their significant work. This book is exactly what it declares itself to be in the fore-going sub-title, but in its informal discussion is matter of much interest, for the dramatists and their dramas are discussed from the viewpoint of both literature and the stage. They and their works are chatted about and compared in a fireside fashion that makes the reader feel as tho he had entertained a pleasing and instructive guest, one who can vividly revive memories of “Cyrano de Bergerac,” “L’Aiglon,” “Die versunkene glocke,” “Magda,” “Sweet lavender,” “The second Mrs. Tanqueray,” “Candida,” “Paolo and Francesca,” and “Ulysses.”
“These papers are what is called readable: chatty, urbane, a little ostentatiously inconsequent, perhaps, and familiar not always in the best sense.” H. W. Boynton.
| + | Atlan. 95: 842. Je. ‘05. 580w. |
“Strangely immature judgments and ... oddly egotistic digressions from which the author forgets to return. He has an amazing capacity for misunderstanding the things he writes about.” Olivia Howard Dunbar.
| — — | Critic. 47: 90. Jl. ‘05. 160w. | |
| + + | Dial. 38: 357. My. 16, ‘05. 240w. |