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WINNETKA TALK Wp September 10, 1927 BOOK SHOP FOUNTAIN SQUARE EVANSTON The First of the FALL BOOKS Oasis and Simoon Ferdinand Ossendowski Dutton My Lady of the Indian Purdah Elizabeth Cooper Stokes ...:...... ce vivie $2.50 The Promised Land Ladislas Reymont Alfred A. Knopf., 2 Vols ..$5.00 The Right to be Happy Mrs. Bertrand Russell Harper-8:Bros....... ..... $2.50 Your Money's Worth Stuart Chase and F. J. Schlink Macmillan There Was Once a City Godfrey E. Turton Alfred A. Knopf ......:. $2.50 The Malletts E. H. Young Harcourt, Brace 8 Co. ....$2.00 White Hands Arthur Stringer Bobbs, Merrill .......... $2.00 Spreading Dawn Basil King Harper $ Bros. .......... $2.00 The Other Tomorrow Octavus Roy Cohen Appleton ..........c 00. $2.00 Blue Voyage Corrad Aiken Scribner's® .. ves vi coms vin $2.50 LORD'S BOOK SHOP First Floor Just Inside the West Davis Street Door Tel. Wil. 3700; University 1024 | NEWEST BOOKS AND BOOK REVIEWS Mysticism and Clarity Charm of "The Tapestry" THE TAPESTRY. By J. D. Beresford; published by Bobbs Merrill, Indianapolis. Some time ago there appeared on this page an appreciation of an article whose contention was that "hokum" lies in the manner, rather than the matter of content. Perhaps there is no more out-worn platitude than that of a man's weaving the tapestry of his life with the threads of his joys and anger, peace and disillusionments, and vet J. D. Beresford, in "The Tapestry," has written a vivid and mystic story embodying this theme, that does not bring the slightest trace of the bore- dom associated with the repetition of the obvious. The story is a chart of the mental and spiritual growth of one John Fortesque, from his earliest childhood until he reaches, through the depths of tragedy, a plane of detached self- realization. The mystic sense of fatality in "The Tapestry" is the pat- tern of one life and its readjustments. The story opens in England, where Tohn Fortesque lives as a child with his two aunts and his parents. For- tesque, Sr., is a "composer" who claims all the perquisites of a genius while having only one published song tn his credit." His weakness and sense of inferiority make him a boor and a braggart--strong enough to make life miserable for his intimates and weak enough to flatter his sister's self- righteous friend, who is known as Aunt Lizzie, because her financial aid makes his existence easier. The mother is a writer of some merit and the sale of her first book enables the family to leave the aunts and go to Southern France. The de- tachment of his mother that impresses John as a child is explained after a revealing occurence in Cannes. An illicit alliance between his father and a chamber maid precipitates a crisis and his mother returns to England. His father then discloses the fact that the woman whom John had always regarded as his mother is not his mother and that she and his father had never been married. In revulsion John leaves his father and goes to Nice to earn his living. He works as a laborer and apprentice- carver for three years until a sudden nostalgia takes him back to England to find one of his aunts dead and the other nearly blind. The loneliness and homesickness that caused his return is vitiated by the casual welcome he receives and in an effort to quiet his desolation renews his friendship with the Mallorys, friends of his childhood. His acceptance into partnership with an architect and subsequent suc- cess; his marriage and the birth of his two children; and the reappearance and death of his father all flow along in a normal course. It is only when grim tragedy stalks through his house that vou sense to its fullest the strength of his sense of fatality. This feeling of fatality makes him a simple man, with the simplicity of acceptance rather than the simplicity of ignor- ance. John Fortesque is a strong character, idealistic with a belief in the ultimate goodness of the guard- ians of his fate, and the story of his erowth is beyond behaviorism. Ie windows. SOLE LLLVLVLLLLVLVVLLLLLVVLLIVLVRLY Wh % 2LLLLLLVLVVLLLLLLLLLLLLLLVLRVVVEE Story Hour at Chandler's This is a delightful hour for the children. Miss Theodosia Paynter, formerly of Crandon School, is the story lady. Every day from 4:15 until 5 she tells stories to all the children who visit the Children's Book Nook. We have listed the program of stories for this week here--in the future you will find the week's progam in Chandler's Stories about adventure, fairies, handicraft, camping, travel, etc., are in store for the children. == A SERVICE TO MOTHERS w= While you are shopping or visiting bring the children into Chandler's for the story hour. They will be well cared for and will enjoy themselves while you are away. Program for Remainder of Week THURSDAY FRIDAY Fairyfoot Little Grey Goose Little Wooden Doll Everything & Anything Sing Song Peep Show Man SATURDAY King Penguin Hygienie Pig Fairies ¥ Chimnies 630 Davis : i Street 123 Downtown Evanston HOGO506000006006500000060060006000000 Phone University GHOGHOO06000006085600000000000000000000600000 25 Pot Shots at Pot Boilers The most disillusioning news that has reached our ears for some time is the announcement that Louis Brom- field, of "T'he Green Bay Tree" and "A Good Woman" fame, is to begin a cross-country lecture tour--and the list of sophomoric subjects that we re- ceived were platitudes in upper case letters. When pre-publication notice of "The Love-Child," by Edith Olivier, was first brought to our attention, we con- ceived the idea that the story would deal with the exceptional "love-child" of literary tradition and its triumphant conquering of the more ordinary world surrounding it. But the title proved more literal than our somewhat hide- bound mind. It is the story of a child that comes to life after concep- tion in the mind of an old maid (f there is any of the species left), and exists not only for her, but also for the rest of the world. The most subtly ironic happening that we have encountered in our recent reading is the disappearance of the girl when the boy, David, kisses her. Undoubtedly there will be many people who will consider the book an allegory, but you will spoil the spirit of the story if you endeavor to translate it into your scope of experience. Read it as the revelation of the soul of an old maid, and enjoy its gentle irony. If vou enjoy laughing at a book there are passages in "Neighbors," by Claude Houghton that you will enjoy : wherein he philosophizes on The Meaning of It All and whether a Life Spent in Toiling for Worthless Gold is Worth While. And there is enough very excellent dialogue in the book to relieve the monotony of ridicule with appreciation of the sort most general- ly associated with Anthony Hope. ® Walter Lipmann, in "Men of Des- tinv," remorselessly hews to a line that makes both the reactionary and the wooly-minded liberal squirm. There is a clarity and logic about Mr. Lipmann's mind that is usually erron- eously ascribed to Mencken, but which he never attains. "Men of Destiny" is essentially a liberal book as it conforms to no standard except the high one of Mr. Lipmann's clear vision. If there is to be any lasting liberalism in the United States, they will have to travel a long road with Walter Lipmann, for here is a man who hates injustice but who hates loose thinking more. His powers of analysis are lucid and unperturbed and governed by intelligence rather than emotionalism. "Men of Destiny" is a book that you may possibly disagree with but will thoroughly enjoy: if only as a mental setting-up exercise. [J Our sole reaction to "Anabel at Sea," by Samuel Merwin, is a con- suming curiosity as to whether it wasn't Samuel and not Anabel, who is so lucidly described in the title. Frederick Tilney, M. D., professor of neurology at Columbia university, has written a two-volume work on "The Brain from Ape to Man," a com- plete resume of ten years' research by the professor on the evolution of the brain of man. Ten years' research-- from ape to man--and all the findings in two volumes! B.:B.