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...Stomach Hake" "Even to this day," confesses Funnyman Lardner,* "the first week in March is set aside in Niles [Mich.] as 'Have a Baby Week.'" He came in there like a lion one March "before they had horses and boats and when you wanted to go from one town to another, you had to take a train." Graduates of the Lytton Strachey school of informal biography may suspect Mr. Lardner of shoving fun at their alma mater, the way he takes liberties with prominent names and dates in trying to solve the enigma of himself in an intimate...
...that--as Miss Lillie remarks--"schools" of the arts rise like mushrooms in the American common wealth. There is the Valentino school of romantic acting, still flourishing although its originator has joined the immortals. And there is the Hearst school of journalism, the Herrin school of gun-toting, the Lardner school of bon-mots--schools innumerable. The latest addition to the ranks would appear to be the academy of Edna St. Vincent Millay; at least Edmund Wilson in the Nation, has named Miss Millay as the muse of Dorothy Parker, who has just emerged from the aureate glow...
This new book, on sale at the Co-operative Society, fills 2000 pages with selections from English literature ranging from Sir Patrick Spens to Ring Lardner and Stephen Leacock...
...betters is edifying but to express one's own personality is more amusing. Ring Lardner can convulse It is readers with a tense drama, the scene of which is laid on a bath mat. Very few Englishmen, however, and very few Victorians would see any humor in Mr. Lardner. And similarly with Donald Ogden Stewart, Robert Benchley--although he is more universal than the rest--and Milt Gross. The fact that there are at least five magazines who make a business of culling their material from the files of university and college publications all over the nation would appear...
...Ring Lardner once wrote a book and called it, intelligently enough, "What Of It?" The same title might aptly be applied to the above journalistic summary of any man's weakness and woman's integrity. As merely frivolous fancies of average minds such analysis of social problems are, if not welcome, at least endurable. Their greatest service is to fill space which would otherwise be either empty or devoted to some less innocuous article. They have no possible value to any except, perhaps, as a starting point for conversation; and it is questionable whether or not they even have...