THE SUMMER MICHIGAN DAILY__A
By Rosamund Lehmann; Henry iHolt
& Co., New York, $2.50. Reviewed by
The competent reader will not need
to ,go further than the second page of
this novel to know that he is face to.
face with something genuine and,
We have not had since "The Con-
stant Nymph" a first novel of such
brilliant, cruel, and tender beauty.
The obvious comment will be made:
that once again, as so often in these
recent years, a young woman writer
has shown a pair of Atlanta's heels
to the heavy-footed pack. But it
would be an added gaucherie to qual-
ify Rosamund Lehmann as young or
promising or a woman or as any-
thing indeed but a superb and reckless
artist in any scale and measure. One
mentions her sex only because there
is so finely and passionately a fem-.
inine quality in this book's joy and
hurt. One may truly say of the book,'
in the phrase traditional toward any
much loved creature of the so-called;
opposite sort, that one adores it.
The book is divinely young. It
has its minor uncertainties, too trifl-
ing to specify. But it soars. It
rises on clean curves of pain and
ecstacy. I earnestly warn any one
against it who is not willing to be
profoundly troubled and wrung. It is
full of the highest voltage of sen-
life in it
THE DAY asl.
is as h,
cruel delicacy of observation tingles "PHOEN
the most cryptic nerves. Eli
The earlier portions of the book, We no
describing the girlhood of Judith, her Review"
dreams and memories of the children gap Stu
next door, are a sheer triumph, and lander s
full of the savoriest humor. A clear
glow of charm pervades those epi- appears
sodes, and a true wisdom. What a Phoeni
feeling Lehmann has for trees, gard- ferocioi
ens, rivers, for colors and shinings. lately b
It would be hard to think of any "Oh I1
more recklessly lovely evocation of no r
all the pangs and persusaions of a And I
garden childhood. There is very little are
such writing in this country; per-' And si
haps because we have very few such begu
gardens. The family next door can I wondej
rarely be of such profound and mys- Masked
terious meaning to an American child, our
because in America there would be And c
no -wall between the two gardens. be f
The portion of the book that deals Tremb
with Judith's college life at Cambridge moc
will be. a disturbance to some read- And cla
ers. Others, the majority certainly, abh
will hardly guess all the suggestions. We hav(
I admit that the thick-lipped Geral- for
dine did not horrify me, because I What n
found her hardly an integral part of it is
the story. She is perhaps a conces- Glutte
sion to modernism, a gracious wave and
of the hand toward the Aegean. More O Lucif
in line, I admit, is the gorgeous des- If this
cription of a college examination. of 1
I am prepared to hear of any num- Would 3
ber of people who are dismayed by stat
this book, or saddened by it, or puz- And
zled. But no one can tell me it is not?
not beautiful. It has life in it. Rub a fine
it and you bruise its brave white none m1
ut it and it bleeds. It has
, bitter life, and has it abund-
'n its own sex and psyche it
onest a portrait as "Tom
IX NEST" QUOTES FORM-
tice in the current "Saturday
a poem by a former Michi-
dent and member of the In-
taff, Sue Grundy Bonner. It
in William Rose Benet's
x Nest" and is one of the
us sonnets" which- he has
een publishing. Here it is:
have wept till I can weep
have sighed till all my sighs
ick with rage ere life is well
r bitterly what it is for.
with indifference and pride
oward hearts, not daring to
le with fear behind the
im a joy in what they most
e lost hope of heaven, and as
eed of that?-earth being as
d with rage and treachery
er, O lovely one who fell,
had been your world instead
you have let it fall to such a
very "ferocious" it is, is it
The Phoenician has published
series of these sonnets, but
ore ardent'than this.
the same kind of fretting
fire that makes one take such
as Katherine Mansfield's
in small doses. Its sharp
"....A 4R KIf28 8IX-SON ALiAANCB IT SANS REPROCHl"-
', A ... SmaaR I sLot of good looks, triw lines, sophisticated air .
m:y pep, too, I beat!'
ght, but you're a bit late .. . she's wearing.a Dekt pin s+.'
ran the car, you ham-that new Erskine Coupe!"
JUNE DAYS. . . Youth steps on the gas. A round of
golf. . . sailing, with rails awash . . . tennis . . . a
dip in the surf .. , a spin down the road at twilight .. .
June nights . . . white flannels ... a dance at the
country club. A riot of music. . . white hot. The girl
with the asbestos slippers.., on with the dance. Then
home-the way silvered with June moonlight-in your
Erskine Sport Coupe.
Dietrich, America's peerless custom designer, has
styled it with the sophisticated Parisian manner for
America's youth. Trim as a silk glove, yet at no sacrifice
of roominess. . . two in the commodious lounge seat
and two more in the rumble seat--just a foursome.
Youthful in its eager performance too. Rides any
road at sixty-smoothly as a drifting canoe. Goes
through trafic 'like a co-ed through her allowance.
Skyrockets up the steepest hill like a climbing pursuit
plane. Stops in its own length, turns in its own shadow
and parks where you want to park.
Joyous June, All too short ... lots of glorious living
to be crowded into one month. Make the most of it-
with an Erskine Coupe-the car that matches the
spirit of Youth.
TAe Erskins Six Sport Coups, a illustrated, slls for $993
fo. . factory, completewithfront and rear bumpers and self
peergixing4-whelrakes. See It at any Studebakershowroox.
TME LITTLE ARISTOCRAT