most successful—so far. At the same time John V. A. Weaver's book of poems in the American language, should be ready. We are calling it "In America," and it ought to attract a great deal of attention. The poems tell for the most part, good stories in the fascinating American vernacular.
This will be followed after an interval with a book (as yet unnamed) of characteristic light verse by "Morrie" Ryskind. "Morrie" is one of the best-known contributors to F. P. A.'s famous The Conning Tower in The New York Tribune, and F. P. A. himself has had not a little to do with the getting together of this book.
For a great many years all sorts of people whose opinions I respect have been talking to me about the novels of E. M. Forster. Finally Mr. Galsworthy, when he was last over here, told me about "Where Angels Fear to Tread," which had never been published in the United States. I issued it last year, and although it did not have the sale I had hoped for, I am going right on reissuing Mr. Forster's novels. The next will be "Howard's End," which has been out of print for a number of years. The regard which competent critics have for Mr. Forster's work is very striking. A number of them, in fact, feel certain that it is only a matter of time before Forster's work will be revived as has been that of Samuel Butler. We shall see. Meanwhile I have two other novels by Forster in line for publication, one of which has never been published in America.
Early last year I published "The Secret Battle," a first novel by A. P. Herbert, a young Englishman. The book to me is still, as it was then, the very finest English novel that has come out of the war. Mr. Herbert has written a second novel entitled "The House by the River." It is not, like "The Secret Battle," the overflow of an intense emotional experience—it has nothing to do with the war. It is, in fact, a first rate murder story and of a very unusual kind. But the style of the first
