This morning, on the one hundred year anniversary of Britain's declaration of war against Germany and entry in what was to be known as The Great War, I attended a memorial Eucharist at Gladstone's Library in Hawarden, Wales.
This August marks the 100th anniversary of the start of World War I. That "Great War" was many things, but it was most certainly a war of machines, of dreadnought battleships and "Big Bertha" artillery, of newfangled airplanes and tortoise-like tanks.
In truth, there are scores of mice in Farmer Al's cartoons (as in other Terrytoons), but they are not mighty. The mightiness is reserved for the more or less human character at their center, not mighty as a character -- he is an oft-besieged man -- but mighty as a star.
Americans responded to the art in the Armory Show with excitement, confusion, and dismay. Some members of the press called the exhibition's Gallery I, with its European modernist works, a "Chamber of Horrors."
The novel is a young man's recollection, and as such it's exceptional. In other words, it's good, and here it is in an edition that delves even deeper into that young man's sustaining romantic obsession.