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...Brown. Biggest-selling novel of the year was Little, Brown's Keys of the Kingdom, by A. J. Cronin (TIME, July 21), which has been at or near the top of the list ever since the week it came out. Runners-up were James Hilton's Random Harvest and John P. Marquand's H. M. Pulham, Esquire, both Little, Brown books. Other Little, Brown hits: Nordhoff and Hall's Botany Bay, C. S. Forester's The Captain from Connecticut, Erich Maria Remarque's Flotsam, Helen Maclnnes' Above Suspicion...
Hope for a Harvest (by Sophie Treadwell; produced by The Theatre Guild) brought Fredric March from Hollywood to Broadway, but for no good reason...
Revealing how the descendants of pioneer California farmers have become effete, hence impoverished, hence embittered, Hope for a Harvest uses a vigorous, high-spirited woman (Florence Eldridge) who returns home, after 20 years in Europe, to whip her tired kinfolk into action. She succeeds immoderately: not only does her favorite cousin Elliott (well played by Actor March) regain his faith and flex his muscles, but his daughter slides out of a mess with the wrong man into marriage with the right one, and a neighborhood feud blossoms into a very pretty friendship...
...could anyone explain the wave of fanaticism. Since going juramentado has lost some of its religious significance and is now sometimes sheer homicidal mania, it could have been just the excitement of the Moro harvest festivals. Or the out breaks might reflect Moro resentment against conscription or against the despised, diminutive, Christian Filipinos' (with whom the Moros have fought for centuries) settling and trying to govern in Moro territory...
...them sitting where the whole panorama of the mountains stretched sleepily before them. Black boys in white coats slid constantly among them with trays of tall glasses wrapped in white paper napkins. . . . Not a cloud in the sky. All were dreaming and talking of next year's harvest of tourists to Vermont, Yosemite, Miami, Williamsburg. Suddenly the sound of airplanes came from high above us. Hardly a soul looked up. I searched but could see nothing till two small clouds of glistening white like snowflakes showed where a tremendous flock of swans or geese had been split into confusion...