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...originality. In Lycurgus, Mr. Haynes endeavors to write for the laity but waxes excessively technical and seldom escapes his insular British point of view. His style is unrelieved by the figures and crispness that have become part of the "Today and Tomorrow" tradition. He moves solemnly through a thicket of statutory references to the conclusions, neither of them unique, that society needs to simplify and codify its laws, that individual liberty is vanishing in the face of collectivist economic movements...
...Love. It has become something of the mode to misprize Galsworthy. No surer example of the justice of this attitude has recently appeared. Mr. Galsworthy has attempted an emotional justification of Christian Faith. His curate hero has recently lost his wife in the ancient thicket of infidelity. He turns the other cheek and refuses to chastise the offending male. He refuses even to make a fuss about it and injure that unworthy's reputation as a rising doctor...
...spot swaggered three gorgeous Carabinieri, capes a-flowing, swords a-rattling, hearts a-thumping. Near the thicket their pace slowed down. Once the dog moaned, his master prayed fervently. Once the wind tipped the trees and they shivered; the sun hid itself behind a cloud. All the time the master of the dog prayed and crossed himself repeatedly. Carabinieri stopped, hesitated, went...
...particular occasion which brought him the D. S. O., he fought with two platoons through a dense thicket against an unlocated enemy who resisted with a constant artillery and machine gun fire. When two officers on his left were shot down, he took entire command, four times rallying his men to the attack. His small group silenced seven machine guns and captured several prisoners. He finally reached his objective, Hill 370, in spite of the that his company was decimated, and definitely located the enemy, which was the main purpose of the reconnaissance...
...contact with Mr. Boche, which, however, totalled up for all the outfits along the line, smashed his drive on the nose and started him going backwards. Then we moved out--up to the river the first day, and across the second, and on into the forests and fields and thicket-covered hillsides where he had left his rear-guard detachments, bristling with machine guns, to cover his withdrawal. So on we went all that day, through wheat and grass, and potato fields, through tangled thickets and stately groves and along roads and trails--all under a beautiful clear blue cloudless...