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...incident, though a confirmed Oppenheimer sadly misses the customary criminal secret society with its grips and passwords. THE LATE MATTIA PASCAL-Luigi Pirandello-Dutton ($2.50). What is human identity? Your mind? Your body? Your clothes? Your official papers? Mattia Pascal wondered -when an accident gave him a chance to flee from an unpleasant wife, a snarling mother-in-law, unbearable surroundings. The identification of a stray corpse as his own covered his tracks completely by officially removing him from the lists of the living. He started a new life as Adriano Meis-in many respects a more pleasant...
...what was to follow. The wicked Brantly grew amorous. "His lips . . . resembled squirming purple worms. 'I'll show you!'" he snarled. He was a desperate man. They struggled. A marble statuette of Purity appropriately fell on Brantly and beaned him. Myra was safe-but she must flee-yes, at once -for if the police should find her with Brantly's body ... So she immediately went to the Plaza...
President Li Yuan-Hung was forced to flee from Peking under pressure from the Militarists. At Tientsing, capital of Chihli province, the presidential train was stopped by soldiers of the Governor of Chihli. President Li was forced to resign. He had, however, taken the precaution of giving his seals of office to Mrs. Li before leaving the Chinese capital. Application of the "third degree" made Li speak and Mrs. Li hand over the seals to the leaderless Cabinet in Peking...
...bright picture of the present holds many attractions for purists, and undoubtedly, the exemplary conduct of the Princeton class reinforces their position. But regardless of the improbabilities of such an ideal institution, the disciples of indifference who flee from possible instruction at "seven minutes after" may well look to those purposeful students for inspiration. The spectacle of a Harvard class functioning without its professor would split the hands on Memorial Hall clock...
From those sad few of us who are struggling to flee from the Ulysses-Black Oxen-Jurgen mania, Francis Brett Young's latest book draws forth a sigh of relief. In "Pilgrim's Rest" there is realism to be sure, but it deals with the loneliness of the African jungle, and the ups and downs of life in an African gold-mine town. Like its contemporaries got it is outspoken, and yet it leaves one with the comforting feeling that perhaps the present-day light novel has not completely fallen into the hands of a corporation of psycho-sexualists...