What The New Yorker Was Reading in 1925

Several months before the first issue of New Yorker The Harold Ross’s donation collection bulletin, and promised, besides many, that “the ruling will be issued new books from the results.” The literary coverage of publication will take some time to settle in the distinctive critical sensitivities of Dorothy Parker and Clefton Vadiman, and at the beginning of “Books of the result” it was random. For example.
A large part of the first books review of the magazine under the Byline Touchstone, who was already a man named Harry Este Dounce. It is now difficult for the reader to imagine to realize the touchstone touches, to distinguish a decisive standard that goes beyond his own struggle to know who may be or should be readers of this new publication. In the first issue, on February 21, 1925, it recommends a kind of “arid papers”, written by Aldos Huxley -in, that is, “You love your novels smart and intellectual professionally.” In late November, the “Manhattan Transfer” review of John Doss Basos, felt that Manhattan is “not” the virtual typical reader of the New Yorker “, although he found that he” is very similar to the real and complete thing – which he says, like hell from chaotic tampering. “
New Yorker The opening number contains Touchstone, which criticizes eight books in two types of type. On the interview page, the magazine presented a list entitled “Tell me a reading book.” As if he was determined to prove the spirit of the critical spirit, the column outperforms the confidence of Touchstone by recommending eight novels, two collections of short stories, and many “biographies and things” in one column, with more than one nominal phrase to describe each of them.
The fact -realizing department in the magazine was only examined in 1927, and in the first column “Tell me” at least three mistakes that retreated from Ross’s eyes in hunting errors. One of the recommended titles and two of the authors’ names were dictated. However, the list provides an interesting glimpse into the imagination world as shown from 25 West West Street-which the windows seem to have looked at the Chars Cross Road. There may be a field for Mark Twain, Will Rogers, and the Dosemor Roosevelt in the “CVs and Things” part of “Tell Me”, but eight of the ten works recommended by imagination are by authors born in Great Britain.
“The Little French Girl”, a novel by Anne (not “Anne” Douglas Sedgwick, had already passed through multiple printing by February 1925, so this first list presented it in eight words, as a well-known quantity: “The nice love story, Anglo-Franch, which is the most full of.” The sixteenth imagination book by Sedgwick was the birth of the American generator, but he lived at this stage in Britain for more than forty years and made a war in France with her English husband.
Alex, the French girl bearing the name of the book, puts matters in a movement with a comprehensive visit to the Owen Bradley family, an English soldier who was killed in the last Great War. Everyone would like to believe that the time of the Parisian Owen’s vacation with the absolute “Maman” Owen was innocent like the rapid dance in the bombing of the soldiers, but the standards are eventually falling from most of the eyes. Meanwhile, sixteen -year -old Alex remains unlimited as eggshell dances. (You find that London “is like an old great mother on tea, and Paris is like a goddess with a wreath of flowers.”) Instead of learning as a lounge, Alix was shipped to England to learn the required skills from the appropriate English wife. (“Racial difference”, when it arises as a topic, indicates the distinction of Gallian Angelo.) If Owen survived, his return to his English village has sparked a massacre comedy, which is a remote version of the era of the age of how to keep the farm on the farm. But the SEDGWICK tale is often narrated lightly, and long that makes a long story for a short story instead – focus on Owen and Maman.
Building the neglected Sedgwick sentence and sensitive dialogue has a committed Jamesan mark. Her book reaches here and there towards modernity, with references to Blumsbury, Joyce and Bruce, however New Yorker The first literary list, while the desire to appear respectable and uninterrupted, provides little real support. Recommendations are not obtained by the model’s pioneers but by John Galsorsi, Hao and comfortable urine.
Readers are reassured that “The White Monkey”, the fourth volume of “Forsyte Chronicles” from GALSWORTY, can read its own self -existing production, “a fine himself” and does not demand any commitment to the entire family epic. In 1922, “Ulysses” and “The WASTE LAND”, Galsworthy, appeared in some separate spots on a large scale, not completely by Vogue to write the stream of consciousness, but on all “white monkey” is a strong pillar of Baygone, or through traditional, and inhibitors.
The heroine of the book, Floor, is the rich daughter of Sams Forset and the young wife of Michael Mont, a young publisher who has light “socialist principles” that he will abandon before the end of the novel. Michael’s more heartbreak looks more forward than forward: “If it is the only life like” idiot “or” Karamazov brothers “, and everyone went around their hearts at the top of their voices!” His wife is seriously close to the start of an affair with the best man at their wedding, and now one of his authors, a war poet who is disappointed by violence and intolerance. Fliore is a Wim Waesb method that is colloquially damaging like a mile. Do not appear at someone’s party? “Impos!” Michael tells. “I got all kinds of people coming.” Evelyn Wu had dealt with her more severely than Galsurgy.
He is the father of Fluor, Sox, who keeps the author with his greatest respect. Soames is a piece of live embalming, and it is a avatar of Victorian virtues whose conscience still beats inside all filling. One of the lines of the book includes his decision to expose fraud in a company sitting on. He knows what “no!” Among the comedians, some of them directed to his dissolved cousin George: “The idea that George should have had almost terrible taste.”
There is a great deal of this type of humor, along with a lot of integrity. A lifetime and a good literary citizen – was the first president of pen International – Also, a lot of dread after war and prophecy in the “White Monkey”. There is even a talk about a future war “when millions can be killed by pressing some buttons.” It is possible that the author’s disposal of the literary experience stems from the belief that social meeting has demanded more moral attention than psychological.
In the diary from April 13, 1929, Virginia Wolf recounts a conversation with freezing – which is Hugh and elegant urine, with “attacking selfishness and desire to scratch him in the same place over and over again – his defect as a writer and how to treat him. Thank you very much for Woolf, everything that readers today know about Walpole is not his reading. So they have no context to report if it is the judgment “Tell Me” consisting of 11 words for “old ladies”-that it is “calm and modest like its title, and the best Walpole novel”, can be correct.
The novel relates to some of the “truly elderly women” (they are in the early seventies) who live near poverty in the room home in 1896. This makes them more or less than the work of historical imagination, although there is nothing in the way of public events except for some brief anxiety apparently global cooling. The book is vibrant with impotence – all the pain of the characters and their diseases is carefully described – but the women are less fearful of happiness than they were, Agatha Payne, who became renewed by hatred and parapees after finding a goal in a new arrival. The “MURIEL SPARK” masterpiece from Muriel Spark has been manufactured positively.
The narrator has an unusual type of first person from the first person. “I also hurt in other records,” one of the sentences begins, with the passage of special books and diuretics. “Then follow a very touching scene,” will reach you, by setting up. This is not a character or a narrative character. It is the author’s voice itself, allowing you to read the book on his shoulder as he writes. However, when he gets his women on his own, he explains how to remind the past, “They do not think in continuous”, but in a series of pictures.
This magazine will come to publish its distinctive brand of short imagination, but the first “Tell Me” menu looks somewhat in principle and bitten when it comes to the type, as if I hope that another person would explain. A strange selections are recommended on the ax called “short story mutations”; Its shows range from Petronius all the way to Chekhov, Lawrence and Joyce, but the group stopped constantly by the critical comment of its total, Francis Newman, which is used, as stumbling in the magazine, stories of “clarifying its wonderful theory” of shape “.
Whatever Newman’s theory, it is not possible for the reader to stumble by emptying its selections in the sharp permit. If the short story begins, as Numan is presented, with “men’s passion for re -narration of their urgent invasions”, which “would explain its start in the first selfish person and sister joy, instead of the physical ability, will explain its passage to the third person.” Even the reason why the sixteen options do not include one by a woman, although Newman, a librarian from Georgia, will soon publish two novels.