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...them as Dickens himself. "I have had a good cry," he once wrote to Forster. "I am worn to death. I was obliged to lock myself in when I finished yesterday, for my face was swollen to twice its proper size. . . ." "Between ourselves," he gravely informed another friend, "Paul [Dombey] is dead. He died on Friday night about ten o'clock...
...Author Graves pointed out the patent fact that the novel as Dickens left it is a first-rate book stuffed with second-rate padding. Graves offered "no apologies for tampering with a reputed classic." The late Sir Harry Hamilton Johnston, novelist and explorer, had written a continuation of Dombey & Son without stirring up a hornet's nest. But going on from where Dickens left off was not the same thing as doing Dickens' job over. Rewriter Graves further annoyed Dickensians by asserting that three out of four readers of Dickens' best-known books (David Copperfield, Nicholas Nickleby...
...Leacock believes Dickens had no very good excuse to separate from his wife, after 23 years and ten children, considers his manifesto in Household Words announcing the separation an inexplicable offense. Not all Dickensians will agree with Author Leacock that the circumstantial description of Paul Dombey's death is too strong meat for modern literary stomachs; but all should be interested in his ingenious theory of how Dickens meant to finish Edwin Drood. In his concluding pages Biographer Leacock unbosoms himself of sentiments that would have warmed the cheeks of Egotist Dickens: ". . . The name of Dickens...
...Lausanne, where peace conferences have been held since 1300 A.D., where Charles Dickens wrote Dombey & Son and where three brothers of Napoleon met as exiled Kings after the Battle of Waterloo, there met last week the Lausanne Conference on Reparations & War Debts...
Rich Man's Folly (Paramount), supposed to have been suggested by Dickens' Dombey & Son, is an earnest but stodgy study of a gloomy man of business (George Bancroft). An irascible and exaggerated enthusiasm for his shipbuilding concern makes him, at first, a monster. He wants nothing but a son to carry on his name and when his wife dies, in furnishing him with one, he shows a callous gratification. The story plods on, a pony with the manners of a percheron, while the son dies (of a cold caught at a ship's christening), while the shipbuilder...