. Smith College Monthly . ians have lived their lives underits shadow, told to the verge of ennui. 208 THE SMITH MONTHLY Dynamic description is a difficult thingand Mr. Walpole has done it for themost part beautifully. If only Joan inher visit at Mr. Martins had not beenforced upstairs to see the view! It isthe characters instead that live, carry-ing our sympathies back and forth frompure hatred of the man who trusted inGod, but being a wise man, trusted alsoin himself, to an impotent pity for himon his last stand, where only his all-suf-ficing trust in God remains. All of Mr. Walpoles art has
. Smith College Monthly . ians have lived their lives underits shadow, told to the verge of ennui. 208 THE SMITH MONTHLY Dynamic description is a difficult thingand Mr. Walpole has done it for themost part beautifully. If only Joan inher visit at Mr. Martins had not beenforced upstairs to see the view! It isthe characters instead that live, carry-ing our sympathies back and forth frompure hatred of the man who trusted inGod, but being a wise man, trusted alsoin himself, to an impotent pity for himon his last stand, where only his all-suf-ficing trust in God remains. All of Mr. Walpoles art has gone intcthe making of this book. Here is a keenpsychological insight even into the leastof the characters, a gift for constructingatmosphere—poor word!—and tellingdescription, particularly manifested inthe green cloud at twilight, and afeeling for unity that far surpasses his;earlier work. It is that rare sort ofpresent-day novel which grows on ontin retrospect and makes one long fortime to reread it directly. h. Behold, this month we resume or be-gin again with correspondence, to wit:—Pear Alice Parker:— The Padded Stall is an awful mess.[f it were either humorous or valuablemight be some excuse for it; as itis, it is totally out of harmony with theliterary tone of the magazine, while notbeing amusing enough to change it. Thegarish heading is an offense to goodtaste, and the choppy bits collected underit surely do not flatter our have heard that this department wasyour creation, and will cease when yourterm of office is over. If this is true, letthe world give thanks. Yours,E. M. S. A cruel blow, you must admit. it would be useless; I bow myhead, but the Stall remains neither brok-en nor bowed. There is another letter,—To the Editor of the Monthly — I am so glad you included the storySelection in your last number; it is of atype usually avoided by college maga-zines, though with no reasonable justi-fication. I hope this is an indicatio
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