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This book sold 52,000 copies in England in three months. Propaganda for Frank Nathan Daniel ("Soul-Surgeon") Buchman's "First Century Christian Fellowship," it is "a book about sinners, for sinners, by quite a big sinner." Though he may not be boasting, Sinner Russell is not explicit about himself, is concerned rather, in this rambling, 293-page book, to paint a glowing picture of Buchmanite activity...
While managing editor of London's Sunday Express (he does not name it, calls it simply "perhaps the most Virile and progressive London newspaper"). Sinner Russell's newsy nose became aware of a new religious movement at Oxford. He investigated it and it converted him. What he tells will mostly be old stuff to Buchmanites, but onlooking sinners will welcome this thoroughgoing if diffuse report on the Methodism of our day. Buchmanism, much more respectable than it was a few years ago, is apparently much less preoccupied by sex-sensationalism. Says Russell. "The words purity and impurity...
LAMBTON (A.) The Splendid Sinner. Presentation Copy in Dust Wrapper...
...less pleasant caverns of Hall there is a band of the more demoniac fallen angels preparing an appropriate punishment for a group of mortal sinners. The cohorts of Satan are underlining the vacuous and unimportant passages of a public collection of fine books, and adding in the margins a gloss of irrelevant comments to each passage. The sinners will when their time comes, be required to read the books, following the thought despite the defacement. This done, each sinner will be forced to eat the books, and the lead from the pencil marks will be rendered out of them...
...western sky. The light gleamed almost too perfectly over the sinking tide, showing dimly the outlines of the hills on the mainland; far across the bay lights gleamed on a yacht, and there was a lightly-heard music from the deck where guests of a very rich sinner were dancing. There were only two figures on the great rocks by the beach, watching the silent panorama of moon and stars, listening to the waltzes from the distant craft. They were completely alone in the darkness, distinguishable only by the tips of fire which their cigarettes left against the dark background...