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...pain to the hand he had shaken. And no reader of his novels, whatever the reservations about their real worth, could easily forget their impact. That is part of the trouble that confronts Biographer Andrew Turnbull. In his conversations, which were really monologues, and in his novels, notably Look Homeward, Angel and The Web and the Rock, Wolfe spilled it all. His autobiographical heat and drive, the boiling response of his senses, are the substance of his books; and he, no matter what the protagonist's name, is always the hero...
...dealt with none. Politics interested him not at all, and economics could be summed up by comparing cash in hand with what he owed his landlord. He was an undisciplined poet of feelings, of emotions, usually his own and always tortured. Wolfe did leave memorable set pieces (in Look Homeward, Angel the death of his brother, the portrait of his stonecutter father) that have convinced two generations of his powers as a writer...
...year for literature, as well as economics, was 1929, when four works of immutable quality failed to make Miss Hackett's Big Board: two masterworks of William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury and Sartoris; Thomas Wolfe's great epic of narcissism, family piety and nostalgia, Look Homeward, Angel; and Ernest Hemingway's pseudo-tough romance A Farewell to Arms ("You won't do our things with another girl?" whispered the dying nurse...
...Artists Trade Union lottery got free trips to the Hermitage in Leningrad and the Louvre in Paris. One Yugoslav physical culture group's lottery is offering hard-to-get Peugeots and trips to the Winter Olympics in Grenoble, France, plus U.S.-made exercise equipment as consolation prizes. And homeward-bound Yugoslav workers stop by sidewalk Daj-Dam ("You give-I'll give") stands for a while-U-wait wager: two dinars (16?) buys a sealed number that, if a winner...
...that "El Birdos," as Cepeda calls them, can't afford four wheels of their own. The victory meant a fat paycheck of $8,900 per man, v. $5,600 for the Red Sox. Something else too. Just before their homeward-bound jet took off from Boston-and as the first of 8,000 welcomers arrived at St. Louis' Lam bert Airport-a surprise message was telegraphed from the White House inviting the Cardinals to stop over in Washington for a presidential reception. Owner August A. Busch Jr., an old L.B.J. pal, regretfully declined. Wired Gussie: "Our fans...