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CREWE TRAIN-Rose Macaulay -Boni & Liveright ($2). The title simply means, from a British catchphrase, "wrong train." Denham Dobie, daughter of a peace-loving British cleric, grows up barefoot in a remote Spanish hamlet with a native stepmother and half-breed half-sisters. Her father dies. Her aunt, the Elinor Glynnish wife of a smart London publisher, "rescues" the reluctant orphan, who makes no head nor tail of her relatives' civilized occupations: incessantly scribbling books or about books, doing things they dislike because others do them, concerning themselves with every one's private affairs, eternally gibbling, gabbling. Give...
...Glass, The Siren Song, The Chambered Nautilus, etc.). A joyous, spirited and perhaps abandoned opera it is likely to be, if Poetess Millay has written as she was wont. Of burning her candle at both ends for the "lovely light" it gave, she used to rhyme. She has raced barefoot at dawn through the Bois de Boulogne, and elsewhere. When she married Eugene Boissevain, Manhattan importer, in 1923, it was with a fillip at destiny's nose, for next day she was to enter a hospital for a grave operation...
...through hundreds of emerald islets in a turquoise sea beneath azure heavens-on, on to Cuyo Island, veritable Eden in the Sulu Sea. Col. Thompson, pleased, ambled beneath outlandish cocoanut palms, low luscious mangoes. No phones, newspapers, railroads, trolleys or automobiles marred this hot perfection. Ah, to be a barefoot native! . . . But business pressed. Mr. Thompson reluctantly doffed his white helmet to the glistening coral beach, proceeded to the Island of Palawan where a launch took him up the Iwahig River to the Iwahig Penal Colony. Here he saw crocodiles, alligators, exuberant tropic vegetation. He saw, also, 1,700 convicts...
Swift Indian runners, barefoot, blanketed, brought newborn babes for baptism. Toothless Mexican gaffers, perhaps pagans* all their lives, hobbled in frenzied haste to receive a precious sprinkling of holy water...
...initiated, at rites which no woman may attend, into a freemasonry of bronze-skinned jungle nomads. Dr. McGovern, who though still in his twenties has scoured the globe's face from London to holy Lasa, was in time to authenticate a newspaper report of a Negro who stood barefoot on red-hot iron with apparent comfort. Dr. McGovern suggested that the Negro might have been an unsuspected leper but at the same time told of having joined in personally on a Shinto ceremony in Japan, where he thrice walked across a bed of blazing coals, to the great detriment...