in which he ponders ruefully on how dreary a man may feel on discovering that he is "imprisoned in his morality and character," which, as I take it, means: so fixed in one's own customs and habits that one is unable to speak intelligently or justly of other people's habits and customs.
The essay had barely appeared in print when Mr. Sherman received an urgent call to the literary editorship of the New York Herald Tribune. The angel "that might just possibly unbar the door" had been waiting, to offer "a rebirth of the mind and the imagination." Mr. Sherman's critical work in his new post has been notable for its generous recognition of meritorious writing as well as for its qualities of breadth and illumination.
New York, Dec. 1, 1925. McN.
