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THE SUNDAY STAR,_WASHINGTON, D. C. SEPTEMBER %, 1935—PART FOUR. F-$§ NEW AUTUMN BOOKS COVER BROAD RANGE OF IDEAS THE LAWRENCE SAGA GROWS Much Publicized “The Seven Pillars of Wisdom” Tells Vivid Story of a Vision That Failed—Social Trends Inspire Anti- thetical Reactions. L ¢ Autumn Rain Can Hea! By George Elliston N AUTUMN rain can heal; once when TALE OF THE HIGH HEAVENS 'Henry Norris Russell, Leader of Science’s Strangest Adventurers, Carries Readers Over Two Billion Years in Story of L1 My heart dripped scalding tears “A Very Great Event.” By Mary-Carter Roberts. THE SEVEN PILLARS OF WISDOM. By T. E. Lawrence. Garden City: Doubleday, Doran & Co. EADING at last this most pub- licized book of the century, one is impressed by two things: The first is the prodigality of the fate which governed the Arab- | | discusses the soul, architecture and fan affair, in vouchsafing to it without exception or, at most, with one ex- ception, those attributes which go to make up what the world has recog- nized from Homer down to be the Great Adventure. For, in a war that everywhere else | was sordid and mechanistic, the Arabian affair had inspiration for the #ouls of its fighters and open combat | for their bodies. Inspiration for the | soul it had in its ideal, the ideal of freedom, the sense of being engaged in throwing off bonds and moving | toward liberation. Inspiration also lay in the nature of the enemy. He was not a set of principles in Arabia, nor a negation of 14 points nor a de- termination to corner the world mar- ket in aluminum. rightly, the Turk. He was familiar, he was loathed, and above all, he was tangible. He made a reasonable focus for hatred, without which war | is a mere obscenity, doubly obscene because of necessary attempts to ra- tionalize a phenomenon beneath the | function—or the need—of reasoning. | (That, more than any one other| fact, may serve to bring about the end of armed combat in the future, unless, of course, robots may be made | to fight, or, as seems likely, fighters | may be turned into robots.) Thus the fortunate Arabs had the | ingredients of a true war before them. | They had something to fight for and something to fight against. And that | brought desire into it for them, and | heat and urgency, and a sense of being | united in an idea, of being one with the Christian, their ally, and of ris- ing above the old tribal enmities that | had divided them for decades. Their | singleness of purpose was dramatically | before them at all times.¢ Their leader, | Lawrence, personified it. | He was forth-| A potent than any minor political group. They are written without self-interest, and therefore cannot possibly gain countenance from those whom they are designed to guide. They are, in short, the ever-present voices of wis- dom and despair. Mr. Russell discusses Communism and Fascism and explains why both doctrines are humanly untenable. He economics. As he is a Socialist, he makes a case for his own brand of salvation, but, one feels, rather from habit than from hope, It is the marked | flaw in his book that he puts forward any political remedy for the condition whith elsewhere he shows to be not the fault of politics but of general human folly, a folly of which any po- litical behavior is inextricably a part. He is in this book, as always, a fine writer. Whether one agrees with him | or not, it is a pleasure to read his sentences. STUMBLING INTO SOCIALISM. By David Lawrence. New York: D. Appleton-Century Company. CONSTANT sti®m of books on public affairs is now,coming from the presses. Plainly, the thing which | is called “the condition of the coun- try” is, at present, news. The admin- istration, the Supreme Court, the Red menace, the yellow peril, the bogey of dictatorship, all the old nightmares, in fact, and quite a congeries of new ones are up for a ruthless expose from the professional takers of the world's pulse. And, of late, one of these fears seems to have been taking a | marked lead over the others, so much | 50, indeed, that it can easily be termed the favorite. This is the fear for the safety of the Constitution. Those who are alarmed for the fu- ture of the great document of our liberties are rallying round it with a passion which makes obvious that, if | the Constitution is’ to perish, it will not+ die undefended. There is interesting material in Mr. Lawrence’s book for those who hon- estly see a menace to American®lib- erties in the present trend of public | policy. Mr. Lawrence believes that And when they went about their|the present administration is going ! fighting they were able to go, as near as may be, cleanly. They went at it in the primitive manner which makes men feel themselves to be engaged in | in the direction of Socialism. He says that the campaign promises of 1932 | were admirable, but that they have not been kept. He advocates the for- heroism. They moved by great marches | mation of a new party, sworn very any by open charges. They rode in great bodies behind their hereditary leaders, with rival poets (one on the left hand of the chief and one on his | Pretty right) singing improvised songs about the greatness of their familics and ex- ploits. They lay out at night, waiting to ambush the enemy. They were ambushed themselves. They had hard- | ships, hunger, thirst and death—all clearly for freedom. And, for a the-| ater, they had about them the calm eternal desert, absorbing the triviality of human conduct and holding up be- fore them the eternal memory of God. It was a background spectacular enough. | That is what impresses one first in Lawrence's record of the World War as fought'in the Near East. And sec- ond, one is impressed by the person- ality of the man who wrote the record. Like all great natures, he would seem to have been capable of leading many lives. He must have been four | men at least in his desert war. He was, of course, the military thinker for the Arab soldiery. He planned the strategy, he executed many pieces of it. And then he was the brother-in- | arms of those Moslems; only by filling such a capacity was he able to assume | the authority which he had. And, beyond their understanding, he was the empire builder; he was seeing, be- yond the immediate revolt, a new plan for England’s influence in Asia. He was alone in all these roles. Even in his empire planning be was not au- | thorized. He says himself that only | @ handful of men in England grasped | his scheme, and they were not the | men in power. He was alone, as few | men in our times have been perfimled to be alone, with a tremendous scheme | and a tremendous constant responsi- bility. He was raised, for the time being, above the ranks of human be- | ings; he became a seer, prosecuting his vision in perilous activity. And last, he was the incurable scholar, the Oxford don, the humorous, prescient aesthete. Time rolled on and his military leadership came to an end. His comrades in arms were lost to him. His ideas of empire did | the undisputed realms of private cap- largely to keep these same promises | and to defend the Constitution against | socialistic innovation. He makes a complete case of what this | party ought to do and even indicates the present members of Congress who | might be expected to go over to it. | It is an idea; it seems unlikely that | any group will succeed in doing just | what Mr. Lawrence advocates. But it | makes fairly interesting reading. ! | GOVERNMENT IN BUSINESS. By Stuart Chase. New York: The Macmilian Co. | 'T'HIS book, first of all, is an im- pressive gathering together of | {facts. Its author has not been so | | particularly interested in telling us | where we are going as he has been in showing us where we stand. If, from this position, once determined, he in- dicates where he thinks we shall have to go, that is more or less by the way. “Government in Business” is a state- ment of facts first and faith after- | ward. Like most of us, Mr. Chase has heard, borne on the political breezes, | rumors to the effect that governments | all over the world are taking over an | increasing amount of those economic enterprises which for long have been ital. Unlike most of our political ob- servers, on hearing these reports, he has not leaped as the startled fawn for the nearest traditional covering, there to lie trembling until the un- wonted airs subsided. He has, in- stead, ventured boldly out to chart these winds. He makes his report in this book. It is highly interesting information, although at tii it be- comes somewhat obscurely tenchnical. | traditional practice of having govern- ment control without government own- ership will not work. It will not work because it has not worked. Early in |the persent year, he informs us, 40 per cent of the entire population of this country was dependent, directly or indirectly, on Federal or local gov- ernments for support. The breakdown of the old theory, he feels, is made | clear by this condition. It is not a In sum, Mr. Chase tells us that the | showing more facets of danger to more groups and values, * * * “ ® = s Devoid of political acruple, tireless, imaginative, wily, implacable, irrepressible, tinged with & certain genius at administration and pos- sessing in superlative degree that typical talent of the bourgeoisie, the ability to organize, Long is the only one of the American agitators who has mastered the technique of seizing and wielding dictatorial power. “s * * The breathlessly ribald tale * * * may be considered a slice of authentic Americana. The career of | no_politician since Andrew Jackson has been so shot through with melo- drama, Certainly none has ever been so humorous.” The book contains a statement of the late Senator's redistribution of e et not transpire into reality. The scholar | question, as he sees it, of whether we | alone remained, but with a heroic memory. It was the scholar who wrote the present book. And so it stands, a scholar’s work— | & great record of a great enterprise, a . true anatomy of what may prove to have been the last crusade, all other combats being merely world wars and & prodigality of gunning. It is through the scholar’s eyes that the reader will view this undertaking of pageantry - and vision. Lawrence of Arabia did not write it; he never would have written anything. It was Lawrence of Oxford who put the record down. No wonder the man, after that, |20 €ver-growing number of works de- | could take no part in any lesser thing, unless by dramatizing its utter unim- portance. He knew, beyond all ques- - tioning, that he had lived his day and | his dream. Earlier in this review it | -has been said that the fate that gov- -ermed the adventure vouchsafed it all T .the attributes of greatness save per- ~haps one. That one was a second Homer. It deserved that. But it is too much to have asked. Achilles to arite his own undying song. It has snever been done yet. Why should we ask it here? ¥ .IN PRAISE OF IDLENESS, By Ber- ;- trand Russell. New York: W. W. Norton and Company. THIB book is an expression of the '™ nostalgia of the cultured man in the present mechanistic age. Some- ‘what in the mood of Ruskin mourning over the destruction of English rural life, Mr. Russell utters polished plaints | against the trend of the time toward «the discrediting of all types of knowl- : edge that are not immediately service- able to “utility.” It seems self-evident that he is “zight. It seems clamantly, crushingly, woverwhelmingly evident. His book, al- though marked deeply with his indi- ~viduality, falls easily into an ever- growing class. And yet, to the reader of these works, even more striking than their increasing numbers must be the sensation of futility inherent in them. Thep express a state of smind that is hopelessly cut off from infiuence on the forces which are con- trolling us. They are the vaice of a cultural minority—vastly more im- : 4 want the Government in business or |not. It is plainly evident, he says, |that we already have it there. It therefore becomes a matter of | vital importance that we adopt sound | —but new—principles to guide this public business which has grown up | | 8o enormously among our institutions. | This, Mr. Chase sees to be by far the | most important task of modern states- | manship. Under his chapter | Order of Business” he lays down cer- | tain principles which, he thinks, would be serviceable. His book, in its factual | quality, seems an excellent one among voted to diagnosing the country’s con- dition. Linn. New York: D. Appleton- Century Co. |'THIS is Miss Addams’ authorized | bfography. Its author was her | nephew and in preparing his book he had her full co-operation. The book, by her wish, is neither an eulogy nor an attempt at an interpretation of | her character, but a plain, straight- forward history of her life. As such it obviously touches on many impor- | tant phases of social development in this country. It is readable and in- terestingly done, but even if this were not so the book clearly would be an important record in annals of social history of America. HUEY LONG: A Candid Biography. By Forrest Davis. New York: Dodge Publishing Co. ON THE morning of September 10 Senator Long died from the ef- fects of an assassin’s bullet and a new chapter was thereupon added' to his biography, which was, at the mo- ment, on its way to press. Every man a king—so. The present book is the work of a newspaper man who has at various times been on the staffs of the New York Herald Tribune and the New York World-Telegram. An estimate of the tone of this “uncensored” bi- ography may be had from the follow- ing quotation from the foreword: “I submit that Huey P. Long is the most dangerous man in Americs, “An | JANE ADDAMS. By James Weber | Upon an Autumn day, rain on The roof calmed dreary fears. Cold rain it was, but when it fell Against my roof there came X Such music that my heart was soothed, My grief was but a name. So did rain heal, not gentle rain Of Spring that all hearts know, But bitter rain that wept with me, warm glow. Dear as a fire’s . (Oopyright. 1935.) L mnne g s s T. E. LAWRENCE, - An oil painting by Augustus John from “Seven Pillars of Wisdom.” . ByT.R.H. THE SOLAR SYSTEM AND ITS ORIGIN. Henry Norris Russell. The Macmillan Co. BOUT 2,000,000,000 years ago occurred—creation. Strangely all roads into the darkness of the past man’s mind has stumbled upon end abrupdy after 2,000,000 milleniums. Beyond is the pristine timelessness and mnoth- ingness. ‘This earth, for example, is about 2,000,000,000 years old. Its age can be calculated from the ratio of lead to various radio-active minerals in |.. the rocks. The meteorites which bombard its surface from the vastness of space outside the solar system are about 2,000,000,000 years old. This can be determined from the quantity of the rere gas helium, itself a.prod- uct of radio-active disintegration pm-‘ ceeding at an invariable rate, in their composition. the earth and the moon is increasing about six-tenths of an inch a yeor. The estimated time necessary for the satellite to have attained its present orbit is about 2,000,000,000 years. The stars and star systems all appear to be moving outward at enormous speeds from a common center. The:r present distances show they were all very close together—perhaps a singie compact mass—2,000,000,000 3 ears ago. At the point in time where all these | roads start there must have occurred “a very great event.” The nature of | that event is unimaginable. Perhaps {it was an explosion of the original | atom, whose flying fragments created space and time in their paths as they were hurled into nothingness. Per- den and sensational. But it was the beginning of the cosmos so far as man can have any concept of it. Only i |very recently, as the divergent lines | of research have been correlated, did A i | wealth plan, and is illustrated, some- what scathingly, with photographs. ‘Where is he? Hamlet was asked of Polonius, and replied, “At supper.” The rest of the quotation we leave to the reader’s humor. THE SUN SETS IN THE WEST. By | Myron Brinig. New York: Far- rar and Rinehart, ‘THIS book is proof once again of the truth that is as old as the| novel-writing trade itself—that the | subject has nothing to do with the | finished work’s merit. If one were to look farther afield for evidence of this eternal verity one could turn to that supremely great book, “Fathers and. Children.” Its hero, one dimly remembers, was some- thing called a “nihilist.” It greatly agitated literary circles in Russia more than half a century ago, because of its political implications. Who cares about nihilism today? Who knows what the word implied? And yet, the book stands there, as alive and beau- tiful as a fleld of growing plants. Probably the hardy, virtuous proletar- lans of the Soviets today despise the novel that their grandfathers found 80 “revolutionary,” but for the world that allows literature to be something above propaganda “Fathers and Chil- dren” is an enduring reminder of the capacity of human genius to create. Its subject is of no importance, Its life and beauty are unfading. This is not by any means a com- paring of Mr. Brinig's book with Turgenev’s. If “The Sun Sets in the West” should have more than & few seasons’ success at least one reviewsr would be severely surprised. But it does have quality. Beyond a doubt, it belongs. Ang its subject is so familiar that one blushes to set it down. It is the old gurrent literary rubber-stamp, the struggle, in a little American town. There is hardly a young writer, or an old one, who has not made at least one pot-boiler out of the flotsam and jetsam tossed up—how -many years| ago—by the hurricane of “Main Street,” “Winesburg, Ohio,” and com- peny. Since, apparently, our novel- ists must rewrite successful books, one could wish that the fashion might change. All the more tribute, however, is owing to Mr. Brinig that he has been able to put new wine into the sour old bottle. He has done it some- what by_his writer’s skill, but chiefly by his capacity for conveying his naive—and hence arresting—wrath- fulness to his reader. One feels that he has discovered all this nastiness nimself. One doubts that he has bothered to read many of his con- temporaries at all. He descends on his lothsome little Copper City some- what in the manner of a minor Mes- siah discovering the money changers in the temple. He lashes them very heartily. He lashes them with every thing to hand—ridicule, scorn and savage delineation. He does a very thorough job of it, too. . And even 0, one feels that he wastes his talent somewhat. The cleverest writer cannot make a tea- table female reformer any funnier than she is and that is not very funny. It is boring. And when Mr. Brinig has his defeated idealist inform the wicked capitalists that only revolu- tion can make the country well again he is putting his reader in an odd spot. For the idealist is a weakling, too; does Mr. Brinig want us to take his character’s word for what it seems —an angry man's last defense—or does he want us to think that he is speaking through his,character? In that case, why not choose a somewhat more effective messenger? He is not clear on this point and one does not know whether he “offers revolution as means of improving the msaners of our provincials (which seems s bit A like shooting the dog to kill the fleas), or whether he is simply demonstrai- |ing that the defeated man turns to | what he can find. Even so, he has done & good job. One hopes that he will write equally | well on better subjects in the future. ULYSSES S. GRANT POLITICIAN. By William B. Hasseltine, New York: Dodd, Mead & Co. THIS is the story of one of the ruption in our Nation's history, told through the life of one of the few honest men to be found in public life at the time.*® For, says the author, President Grant was stupid rather than dishonest. But his honest: dull- ness was a commodity for which, in integrity, the country paid a most appalling price. Mr. Hasseltine’s book is not a com- plete biography. It sketches Grant's pre-war days, to be sure, and esti- mates his successes as a soldier, but it begins in earnest with his career following at Appomattox. As the title states, it is a history of Grant as a politician. And as a politician, it tells us, he was as clumsy and conservative as he was skilled and daring as a soldier. Indeed, the only military characteristic which he transferred to his civil career seemed to have been obstinacy. And even that obstinacy, according to the present work, served him badly, for it made him amenable { to the worst political influences. ‘The book, however, should not be interpreted as a piece of muck-raking. It is done, one feels, in a spirit of inquiry and wholly without rancor. And, while in general the story of the graft and corruption of the period is known, and while other books have been written devoted to exposing those eld evils, Mr, Hasseltine has been able to make use of a considerable amount of hitherto iblished manuscript blackest periods of political cor- | book, therefore, is to some extent & contribution, albeit & contribution of an unhappy character. Books Received Fiction. RED SKY IN THE MORNING. By Robert P. T. Coffin. New York: The Macmillan Co. FESTIVAL AT MERON. By Harry Sackler. New York: Covici Friede. ! IN SEARCH OF LOVE. By Francls Stuart. New York: The Macmillan Co. ‘WHILE THE CROWD CHEERS. By Karl Tunberg. New York: Macaulay Co. g THE MAN FROM NOWHERE. By Stuart Hardy, New York: The Macaulay Co. THREE SIDES OF AGIOCHOOK. By Eric P, Kelly. New York: The Mac- millan Co. THE BLACK SWAN. Strawbridge. New McCann. PIPE ALL HANDS. By Sinbad. Philadelphia; J. B. Lippincott. I HAVE BEEN LITTLE TOO LONG. By Alice Ross Colver. New York; Dodd Mead & Co. THIRTEEN SAILED HOME. By Ken Attiwill and J. O. C. Orton. New York; The Macauley Co. THESE ARE MY CHILDREN. By Antionette Spitzer. New York: ‘The Macauley Co. THE VISITOR. By Hugh A. Stud- der-Kennedy. New York: G. P. Putnam’s Sons. TOMORROW MAY BE FAIR. By Gladys Taber. New York; Coward McCann. ALL THINGS ARE POSSIBLE. By Lewis Browne. New York; The Macmillan Co. WORLDS APART.. By Marthe Bibesco. New York; D. Appleton- By Anne W. York; Coward Century Co. ’ ) The | | astronomy begin to realize that the . solar system and the stellar system were essentially coaeval. | JT 1S from this “very great event” | * that Dr. Henry Norris Russell, the | distinguished professor of astronomy at Princeton and last year's president |of the American Association for the | Advancement of Science, proceeds to | present a new theory of the origin of |the solar system. For a generation | astronomers have held to some form | or other of the collision theory. Some | other star, it was held, passed close to |the sun. The two stars raised tre- | mendous gravitational tides upon each | other—so great that some of their |mlv.erhl was torn loose and projected into space to form the planets. One difficulty with this theory was that it made the sun and its planets a system practically unique in the | universe. With the present special | distribution and movements of the stars the chances against such a col- lision were enormous. It could not | have happened more than four or five | times. Hence there could be, at the | most, only four or five stars with | | planetary systems—the only - possible | abodes of life. But the common age factor, as pre- |sented by Dr. Russell, radically changes the picture. In the begin- ning the stars must have been much more tightly assembled than today. }Perhlpa they were in haphazard mo- |tion. Head-on smashes must have | been quite frequent. |of star to star must have been the |order, not the exception. Hence | many, many stars—perhaps the ma- | jority of them—may have planets, and | these planets may be suitable habita- | tions for living things. Thus Dr. Russell delivers another blow at the age-old, obstinate, ego- | centric idea of the earth’s unique- |ness. At the same time he suggests |for the first time another possible, | but not very probable, beginning. The }hefl\'ens are full of double stars. At least a tenth of all the bodies in the sky are systems of two stars, one usually much larger than the other, revolving around each other. It may | be imagined that the sun itself once than itself but containing all the mass of all the planets and their satal- | lites, which moved in a vast orbit |around it. Then, it may be, some other star hurtling through space struck this little companion of the sun and smashed it into fragments— those fragments being the earth and | the other planets. UCH is the concluding chapter of this volume, based upon a series of lectures delivered the Winter be- ginia, in which Dr. Russell tells one of the mgst fascinating stories of mod- ern times. It is the story of the ad- vances of astronomy in the study of the solar system itself, the only part of the universe of which man ever ca. hope to achieve any intimate knowledge. 1t is a tiny dust speck of creation. The sun and its planets constitute one of about 30,000,000,000 stars in a single galaxy. There are a million or more galaxies, perhaps of com- parable size. In the neighborhood of the nearest star—it requires about neighbor—the most powerful telescope would not give any evidence of the existence of the largest of the sun's planets. Prof. Russell presents an up-to-date haps it was something much less sud- | Close approaches | 'had a companion star, much smaller | fore last at the University of Vir-| five years for light traveling at 180,000 | miles & second to reach us from this | picture of present-day knowledge and speculation concerning this cosmic The distance between | atom—more than three billion miles in | radius—of which the earth on which we live forms a part. Concerning it |some of the most astounding and | colorful of recent discoveries have | been made and some of the most in- itrlgulng speculations launched. | Astronomy, as appears clearly from the professor's pages, is one subject | that has lost nothing from the exami- | nation and analysis of science. “The heavens on a starry night” which {man has looked upon in awe and wonder since the beginning of his life on earth, emerge from the operations of the telescope and the spectroscope more weird, more sublime and more beautiful than ever. There has been no plucking of petals from the blose soms of the skies. The prospect has become more immense, the vastnesses ol space more mysterious, the con- templation more conducive to self- respecting humility. The penetration of one mystery has led to a deeper mystery. Beauty has been piled upon beauty. Astronomers of our generation have been upon the strangest of adven- tures. Of this adventure Dr. Russell | has been not only the recorder, but a leader and prophet. In the United States he has filled a position quite similar to that of Sir James Jeans in England. He is the astronomer and the interpreter combined. MANY curious facts stand out in these pages, a +knowledge of which tends to make the heavens morg beautiful and glamorous. For ex- ample: Venus is a desert whose temperature is close to the boilin point of water | Its atmosphere is composed chiefly of carbon dioxide gas. It has no oceans for there is no water vapor in its cloud surface. It may be very similar to the earth 1,000,000,000 years ago—be- fore life began. Why is Mars red? Probably becauss most of the oxygen in its atmospheie has combined with iron in its rocks to form red ferric oxides. The rusting of iron is a familiar manifestation of this process on earth. Mars might be de- scribed as a “rusty” planet. Such will be the condition of earth 1,000,000- 000 years hence. There actually may be intelligent life on Mars. It could have survivel in inclosures artifisially supplied with oxygen by sonfe process of recoverin : this element from the rocks. Ther: is almost certainly plant life there. | Jupiter’s atmosphere is composed partly of droplets of condensed | ammonia. The planet probably is cov- ered with a shell of ice. Its tempera- ture is about —107 centigrade. The | atmospheres of Saturn, Uranus and | Neptune are composed largely of ma- thane, or marsh gas. Pluto is so dis- | tant it is impossible to detect any at- | mosphere at all. There are more than 1,000 comets moving helter-skelter about the solar system. The number may be nearer 100,000. 2 Once, near the beginning of things, the day and the month were equal, | each about four hours long. Event- ually, if the present processes con- tinue, the day will be 47 times as long as at present, and once more equal to the month. Sunlight exerts pressure on the earth amounting to about a sixteenth of an ounce per acre. This is a force | acting contrary to the law of gravity. | For a dust grain less than 100,000th |of an inch in diameter it is greater than gravity so that such an object is pushed away from the sun instead of drawn toward it. | 'HE mass of the sun’s atmosphere | is only about one 200,000th the mass of the earth. It is only one 50,000,000,000th part of the sun's whole mass. The sun may be a double star. 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