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KARCH 31, 1938
A Bookman's
LOVI BDE IS MY BAT. By WIUlam' Saroyan.
New Yen: Moclera Are Books, Inc.: 25 eenta.
I8 POSSmLE that thls department may
han aeemed sniffy, sometimes 1n the past,
the atories, 1'- you llke
to call them, that Wllllam Saro writes. It
ao. tha.t hasn't been the inten n. The com-
ment here on Saroyan's second collection of
pieces, for example, was almply that it was
more of the sarne, and that. .tt would be pleasant
to 1e1 a younr man l'Mittlrka ts
m0Y4.811 Pefltla did
miff)', It wasn't mean-& tlt'l: way, at any rate.
In Uae cue ot this new ...,Uecttali of "abort
romances" (the term 111 Mr. own> there
ta the
For one tiUJ', be baa
flrlt ttme In this aenee> the quaUrot aeleotion.
Here are 21 pl.eces that do make a book. They are
not related: I don't mean that. They do not hang
together in any a.rbltrary sense at all. But they do
come close to showing saroyan at his best, where
''The Daring Young Man," and "Inhale and Ex
hale," for lnatance, showed just all ot Saroyan,
torether, strong, weak and middle

f. YOU bave read Saroyan at all-&nd I don't aee
hoW you can have eM&ped reading him-you'll
know the kind or thing he does. Perhaps his own
description is !)est: he calls his plecea "a form of
1)1"018 naturally combining the elements of the story,
the euay, the poem, the declamation, l)rophecy,
01'1l.tory and a. number of other things." That takes
In a lot of ground, of course. Bu't If you think the
author Ia covering too much ground, ju.'t try an
experiment. Expose yourself to aome of these
romances and see it they don't hit you where you
11\Je. They don't all hit you 1n the 11-me place, to
be sure. Mr. Saroyan has no such But
they do hit you. And that's what Saroyan wants
them to do.
AJJ to apeclfic: stories-well, let's not pick !a.vorltes.
I would lik&.t'o t.aY. though, t hat I can't. ::-emember
read1nr anywhere a better piece of its kind than
"Ever Fall In Love With a. Midget?" Or you
mleht upertment with "Three, Four, Shut the
Door''; there's r beauty for you. Not that I mean
to slur the title piece, which has plenty, nor "You're
Breaklnr My Heart" (which will remind you o!
Hem1npay a touch, maybe) , nor "Ibe Genius,"
which Is Mr. Saroyan letting off steam at a target
tl1&t needl & blaat <never mind if you don't let off
ateam &t tvgeta), nor "Saturday Night,' 'in which
the &utbor ahOWII you, in the essence of to-
dqa Amer1.oa.--or eome of the essence, anyhow, Or,
for tb&t matter, any ot the rest ot the 21 stories.
They're all Saroyan, and they're all wot;th reacllng.
At the price of the book, which ia done 1n
paper Uke &11 Modem Age books, that 11'1 one of the
best about it. Saroyan hlmsel! ls su1ficiently
pleued to dedicate the collection "with affection
and admiration to Modern Ale books. for encour-
artn. tbe romance between life and letters bY
re<ludDr tbe fee per atfalr from $2.50 to 23 cents.''
It's to be hoped that this romance between lite and
letlterl will even become a tbree-aded design for
ltvtDr, 1n which the puty ot the third part will
be 1.- stout, capltallatlc pntleman in a aUk hat. bow-
inc to the author and explalnlnr that hla name 1.s
Nashvil l e Tenn
publication o! William Saroyan 's
new book ot short stories, "Love.
Here Is My Hat," which Modern
Age B:loks will b'rlng out on Ma
H. Originally. the pubUsbers
Planned to include sixteen stories In
tbs collection. but when the autbor l
beard ot their selections be wrote
an air mail letter protesting that
sixteen was his unlucky number
a?d th3t twenty-one was lucky tor /
hun, A+ ..a resUlt. 13aroyan had to
set to work and concoct five more
stories to make the book lucky,

!!a-:; Bedford Mass
Love, Here Is My Hat
Will Include 21 Stories
There will be 21 stories in the
volume of tales by Willam Saroyan
which Modern Age Books will pub-
lish under the title Love, Here Is
My Hat, on March 14, instead of the
16 orginally planned ... When Sar-
oya.n heard of the publisher's in-
tenlion to include 16 stories in this
collection be wrote an air mall let-
ter protesting on the ground that
the number 16 was very unlucky
for him . . . 21 was much better
he said. So 21 It is, and everybody
is happy, including the publisher,
who thinks the five new stories
among the best of the lot. None ot
the 21 has appeared before in book
NQW Haven Conn
March 1 1938
Willia111. Saroyan
Passes Dis Hat
Here Is My Hat" Is A Hilarious Collec-
tion Of Short Stories -Tramp Newspaperman
And Debutante- Square
Of Spies"- Children's Book
lTJLIAM SA.ROY AX is nne of. those authors who write bet-
ter when drunk than sober. In "I,ove, Here Is 1\fy Hat'
he is punch drunk.

hilarious. :l\faybe that's why he utters

so many truths.
:\one of the shor t in this book would pass the scrutiny
of Saturday Post editor:->. Saroyan kn_,ws it. "I' ve still
got to write first story for 'l'he Hat urday "Bvening Post," he
says. ''l'n still figure out how do it. ']'here JS a way,
I know. I've stndied thP. stuff in the ma::ra1.ine carefully and I
]mow there's a wny of doing it, bat 1 <'Rn 't figure it out yet.
What you do is keep it far frotn ilmermost anti stl'ess chit-el1at;
pteliminaries, too, all the JHef:tlory by-play. the travel toward
the world."
We don't know why Saroyan
to write !or the Saturday Evening
Post. that it pays so well. Per-
sonally, we're glad he doeSJl't. We
think he's got something. We think
bls sense of humor Is ! ta.te.
"Love, Here Is My Heart." costs 25
cents. It is one o! those paper-
bound Modem Age books. It Is worth
much more than a quarter. It's worth
$2.50-even $3.00, and that's all you
paid !or ''Gone With the Wind."
The stories are sbort.-some so
short they a ren't st<.ries, but essays.
In many respects they remind us or
Gertrude Stein's writing, and o!
stream-of -consciousness 11 tera t.ure.
They remind us of Hemingway, too.
They 5eem to indicate that Saroyan
is still learning the rudiments of his
cra!t. But they at e basically Saro-
yan. They have his own deep sym-
pathy !or the pathetic, the laugh-
clown-laugh pity. the lovable humor
Of Ordinary people.
There are many stories in this book
that we liked-and some we didn't
care for. Our favorite is "The
Genius" which begins like this:
"Up at Izzy's one night a. young<
genius 1n corduroy pants came up to
me and said, I hear you're a. writer.
I've got a. story that'll make a great
movie, only I need somebody with ex-
perience to write it !or me. I'd write
it myself, only I've got to make a liv-
ing working and when I get bhrough
working I'm too tired to Wiite.
"I was a little drunk, but I'm never
too drunk and never too busy to
listen to a fe11ow-a.rt1st, and I said,
Go ahead, tell me the lltory. It Jt's
good I'll write it and we'll get
Metro-Goldwyn-Marer to make a
move out of it. What happe.ns ?"
We can't tell you what happens
without quoting more than 500
words. and we'll have to write t<' the
publishers to get special pertn.i.ssion
for that. So go on out and buy a
copy o! Love, Here Is My Hat.''
Only 25 cent,.
f-I::Jisp va tlB.r 6-38
Author 's
'rhere will be 21 stories _the
f tt.les by Wil\tam
volume o 1 i h Modern Age
uw lpCubllsn under the
Wl M Hat "
ol the is
i nallY planned. .
01 g1 d f tne publi!ijler s
16 stories
this collection he an :he
mail letter protestmg on6 as
ground that the 121 :as
verY unluckY for hirnid ' So 21 it
much better' be sa . .
s and everybodY is happy,
the pubtlst:er, w o
thinkS the five new stones among
the beSt o[ the lot.
21 has appeaL-ed before m
N Y Her a l d T 1
March 12 1938 r bur
Willi(rm Saroyan
You catch a glimpse of that tragedy 1n one of the best of William
Saroyan's latest collection of short stories: "Love, Here Is My Hat"
(Modernage, 25 cents>.
"This loud-mouthed guy in the brown camel-hair coat," explains Mr.
Saroyan, "wasn't really mean, he was drunk. He took a. sudden dislike
to the small well dressed Filipino and began to order hlm around the
waiting-room, telling him to get back, not to crowd up among the white
people. 'l told you to get back. Now get back. Go away back.
I fought twenty-four months in France. I'm a real American. I don't
want you up here among white people. You fellows are
the best-dressed men in San Francisco, and you make your money washing
dishes. You've got no right to wear such fine clothes.'"
It takes Mr. Saroyan just three pages to tell that story; he can pack
whole books into three pages when his typewriter is well olled. It isn't,
always. Sometimes It seems to run back over the same old lines which It
typed a dozen and forty stories back. Some of the twenty-one stories in
this book weren't worth printing at all. That d<k:;n't spoil the book.
I quoted Yeats in this column on Monday: ''I would alwaya sooner
give the laurel to vigorous errors," the great Irishman said, "than to any
orthodoxy not inspired.'' Mr. Saroyan writes, always, with an individual
voice and accent. I could wish that he bad more strings to his bow,
more tones to hiS voice. But there are so many writers who can write
in so many different strains, all sounding precisely like scores o! other
writers writing in the same strains; and so tew who have an accent all
their own. Among those few is Mr. Saroyan.
Perhaps Mr. Seabrook, now that he has demonstrated that the wops
(tD01), from the Spanish gw:po, meaning a well dressed 'fellow, a laVish
spender) and the Heinies and the Hunkies and the squareheads are all
just 100 per cent first-name Americans, will go out and look into the
Armenian colony around Fresno. It ma.y explain Mr. Saroyan, but I doubt
it. When the Armenian colony produces another Saroyan, I'll be-
it. Thus far. it has never been demonstrated that any one race
or soil or system of education had a monopoly of literary genius. There
are mysteries which cannot be explained either by heredity or environ-
Ner1s Dayton 0
Second Series Of Stories
SArnyiUl ( Modem Age Book.!!, lnc., .. 'lew I
York) .
written anolher small !
volume of short stol'ies, very mod-
ern, rather amusing, eerved under
a beezy title and concealed by a
fancy cover temini8eent of a comic
There of course, outstanding
stories and dull stories and a few
almost brilliant stories included in
I this collection. Or, perhaps, they
stories at all- just pieces of
Thin and thinking and Joving, dia-
en!l'aged from the total panorama
and ttansp011ed against the pages
of a book. Saroyan need not worry
about hil1 plots, for he has none.
At lhe aulhor reminds
the reader vaguely of Hemingway,
which is unfortunate because only
one writer has been really success-
ful with that particular style, and
be is Hemingway. Somehow, Hem-
ingway can create vivid pictures
and sensations by his almost mo-
notonous manipulation of details,
but from another pen this same
technique produces a feeling of,
"oh well, " hy bo.ther?"
The title story is one of the most.
ironic and entertaining, exposing
t.he futile gestures of eva11ion prac-
ticed by lovers who ate afraid to '
accept thinll's and refuse to admit
their love. You and 1 and every
rearler have experienced moods
whkh respond pet'fectly to Saro-
sketch, "I'll Smoke a Good ,
Ten Cent Cigar," and, if 1ead at the
propitious moment, the reader may j
find 1t wholly satisfying. "Coffee \
and l'andwiches at Louie's" will l
prompt a chuckle and then anothe1
one-it's honestly human, and the
final line, after the two coffee
drinke1s have decided that they
will do all of the usual that l
1 other lovers do and will be equally
as sappy, ]s rather good-"They
got up together and bel!'an not
giving it another thought."
Although one su11pecta that
periodically Saroyan just walked
away from the typewriter and left
himeel! there writing, his sketches
are worth reading for the occa-
sional touches of keen humor,
frankneas, insight into human
and the author's man-
ner of tilting his chair back and
lauJrhinJZ at a wol'ld full of silly
people and tutility. E. H.
William Saroyan
ew 1.11., Jlmi'!I'MCayun ..
1\Iarch 13, was
By Albert Goldstein t
F YOU are one of those who that fJ
William Baroyan le not the up-and-coming
1toryteUer that be baa been touted In
some quarters, you muetD't overlook a cer-
tain service be bas furnished to young writ-
StiiJ unknown, Lrl'injt gr&dL
Eveo U Kr. Saroyan hal never written a
alngle thin( that jolted the dllcrimlnating
:reac!er, he hu llbown the uplriDg tale-makers
that, as far as aelllng thelr product Js con-
cerned at least, everything they ever learned
1n the clas8room or from a clo8e acrutlny of
"The World'a Great Short Storiea" was 80
much flubdub.
What youthful Mr. Saroyan, author, already,
of approximately publiabed 1hort "stories,"
hu done la to fllng all of the textbooka out
of the window, strike a writing attitude qUite
hJs own, and record every lmpreaslon, Inci-
dent and abstract idea that he considered
worth recording, and thua proved, to the sat-
Isfaction of his admlrera at any rate, that Poe,
Maugham, Lardner, Bierce, Crane, Turgenev,
et at., bad gone to a lot of unnecessary trou-
ble to achieve their ends.
Run through Mr. Saroyan'a newest collec-
tion o! piece!!, "Love, Here Ia My Hat" (Mod
em Age), to be releaaed tomorrow, and you
find that there 18 not a atory-u 0. Henry,
for exampe, underetood the term-In the lot.
To be sure, there are some striking pictures
here, some sensltJve conceptions, and Mr. Saro-
yan's flair tor coute.nporvy Amer-
ican life 11 eotnpletely without the absurdity
which sometime!! attaches Itself tn the tales
of even the big wribng names.
One's quarrel with Mr. Saroyan ill not that
he baa relused to stand In awe 'before
the Ideals of hill predeceSIOrs, but merely
that be baa sgnored, a little too cockily per-
haps, that a purely realistic tnteri>retation oC
experience does not neC1!saarily produce an
artu1tlc achlenment, that completely snub-
bing a conventional art Corm does not, In lt-
lelf. tran.aCorm one into a great artist.
Nevertheless Mr. Saroyan's creative tactics
Ahould give heart to his less auccess!ul broth-
ers. He baa. lbrougb his work. suggested
to them that the professors were pretty wrong
about the 11hos t story, that even c
be persuaded to rev('rtc their notions ot wbat
the short story ought to be. And apart from
this he has suggested to them that If the
have the eye and the ear to accurately catch
what Is going on around them, 8lld the facility
for slapping It down on paper, they needn't
give a whoop a bout I he fact that their tales
have no beginnings, mh.ldles or end11,

N Y Times
March 15 1938
Fair Price
William Sa.roya.n's new book of abort stories
is priced at a quarter of a dollar, and worth just
about that. This im't a very polite thing to aay,
and I'm sorry to say it because I admire much
that Mr. Saroya.n has done in the past and even
two or three pieces in the present collection. But
moat of these twenty-odd short romances, 110
called, are simply tlat and ineffective. The title
piece i1 amusing, likewise the next, called "Ever
Fall in Love With a Midget?" Another, ''Ah
Lite, Ah Peath, Ah Music, Ah France, Ah Every-
thing," will bear a succession of readings, and
Improves each time.
Ai for the rest, some are aU right, while othera
make one wonder what Mr. Saroyan was thinking
ot when he let them get into print. For the most
banal dialogue of the year, "Cotfee and Sand-
wiches at Louie's" surely takes the prize; it
makes even aome of James T. Farrell's atoriea
.seem good in comparison. Mr. Farrell, however,
11 a novelist and was never cut out to be a short-
story writer, while the abort story is Mr. Saroyan'a
ltock in trade. Even for the sake (and the spirit)
of a witty dedication, he would have done just as
well not to come to market with stock Uke this.
LOVB, HBRE IS MY HA.T. Bv William Su.rOJ14fl.
JlG986. Modem Age. 25 csnt3.
Herald Boston Mass
Saroyan ...

n O\.,
\ V .. q,
"LOVE, RERE IS JU''i v> .
" ....
William Saroyan. Moll(. Q-
Books. 25c. '1>...,
Love, here is Mr. Saroyan's )iE>
and Mr. Saroyan, is our ha._.
When it comes to the hat trick, Mr.
Saroyan gets the felt !ez for neat
under- and overstatement ot any-
thing, everything or nothing. Like
Jim Pemberton's boy Trigger, he
covers a g.-eat deal ot ground venr
easlly on the motorcycle of hls ei-
!ortle.l;.S, startling, gripping, gripl.llg
or sidesplitting verbiage.
But. as Gus the Gambler would
say. they amt no use tentng about
this guy Saroyan. Those who read
"The Man on the Flying Trapeze"
kllOW what to expect. And they get
1t. So what more Is there Lo
say, except maybe to agree with the
author in thanking Modern Age
Books !or bnnging such a hapha?.-
ard, lackadaislc:tl. fantastic and ul-
tra-realistic assortment of folk to
our library table for the price of two
shoe-shines (in Boston) and a bag
o1 anuts.
San Francisco Calif
If you read Wllllam Saroyan's
"Love, Is My Bat" (Modem
Ace Books) please note what be
aaya aboat bbnsell: "I am un-
consciously load tn speech from
ba vlnr been u newsboy Appear
to be mde, l'111car, conceited,
Jporant and erazy. Am nat-
urally poUte, discreet, bumble, tn-
teJUrent, "ise and sane" You
will get the same Impression from
tbe stories In the book. You may
not haTe the sUrhtest Idea what
some of them are about <the
Bookwonrt; hasn't), but the best
id them d.I reach your heart and
start hidden tean coursing to
your eyes. Be has humor, pity,
imagination, anrer and joy in him
and t hey tlbme out In bJs stories
Read "Tbe FWplno and the
Drunkard" without anrer and
sympathy- if you can. Bead
"CoHee a n d Sandwiches at
Louie's without feeUnr a rentle
aUection for aU lovers-you can' t.
And read about tbe homely lew-
Ish lad in and Peace" with-
out wishJDr to do somethlnr to
help the poor kld-1 don't beUeve
you ean That's wby the Book-
worm thinks Saroyan bas at-
ness In him
Boston, Mass.
MAR 1 91938
Saroyan Trapezes
In Love's Tent
William Saro:ran. Modem Are
Books. 25e.
Love, here l.s Mr. Saroya.n's hat-
and Mr. Saroyan, here is our hat.
When It comes to the hat trick, Mr.
Saroyan get:s the felt fez for neat
under- and overstatement of any-
thing, everything or nothing. Like
Jim Pemberton's boy Trigger, he
covers a rs.1ea.t deal of ground very
easily on the motorcycle of his ef-
fortless, startling, gripping. griping
or sidesplitting verbiage.
But. as Gus the Gambler would
say, they aln't no use telling about
this guy Saroyan. Those who
"The Man on the Flylng Trapeze
know what to expect. And they get
it. Plenty. Bo what more Is there to
ay, except maybe to agree with the
11uthor in thanking Modem Age
Hooks for bringing such a haphaz-
ard l&ckadal.sical. !antastlc and ul-
&MOrtment of folk to
our library table for the price of two
shoe-shines Cin Boston) and !- ba.g
of peanuts.
Hartford Conn
Saroyan' s Stories
lHumourous, Tragic!
Or Very Queer
Other Romances, by William I
Saroyan. Modern Age Books.
Twenty-five cents. Reviewed
by M.M.
There isn't the sEghtest doubt
that Saroyan is one o! our great-
est short story writers. But much
of this collection cert.ainly doesn't
come up to the standard he set
by "The Daring Young Man on
the Flying Trapeze" or other
stories thai; have made him fam-
Sometimes, these bits sound as
i1 he had turned on the phono-
and gone away and left
it, reeling out yn.rds of meaning-
less dialogue or monologue, .
But through them ail does run
a robust love of life and an un-
derstanding of and sympathy !or
the underdog, expressed with a
sa.tlre and sometinies with bit-
terness that is the author's own.
: Saroyan lolows people. and is
able, when he takes the trouble.
to show what makes them tick,
and how. by means of clean swift
strokes that d!ssect them as i1
they were patients on an operat-
ing table.
Of these stories, some are very
funny, some are tragic, and some
are just plain whacky.. They're
all very short.
Some ot the best in this book
seem to us to be "Ever Fall in
Love With a. Midget?" "A Fam-
ilY of three," "The Genius", and
the story from which the book
takes !!s title.

N Y Sun
Mar ch 19 1938
Goofy Amusement
William Saroyan. Modern Age
Books, Inc. (25c.)
It Is hard to be Indifferent about
William Saroyan. Either you Uke
him or you don't, and you are
llkel,y to be pretty positive, one way
or the other. Even If you don't
like him (and he has a definite
value as an Irritant> the chances
are you'll admit, though grlfdglng-
ly, perhaps, that he does have
something on the ball. One of the
most irritating things about him 11
his bumptious co n c e 1 t which
bounces from every line h e writes.
He that he's pretty good, and,
darn tt, he really Is.
Saroya.n prefers to write about
people: t he waltre!ls In a
na.m'burgu1 joint, the guy with the
ten-cent cigar, studying the raetng
form In a corner cigar storl', the
men of the streets-nd tho women
too. He has a good ear for
talk that one hears from men over
a. few beers In the cheap saloons
but when that talk Is distilled lt
out pure Saroyan.
This new collection, then, Ia typi-
cal of Saroyan. It Ia Saroyan In
many moods: humorous, with a
touch of da.fflneas; confused, won-
dermg, a a t1 rIc a I and sometimes
tender and gentle and strangely
moving. Now he le phllosopWcal
about Jove, which he
IS all crazy. Now again be Indulges
In kidding, even at his own ex-
pense, one feels, as In the story or
the chap who thought he had a.
good Idea. !or a movie and unbur-
himself to the writing chap.
My grammel" ain't so hot " the
teHow with the Idea
Neither Ia mine," the writing
chap l"epllea. "You don't have to
worry about that. 'l'hat'll be part
ot your style, part of your origi-
nality. Unless I'm badly mistaken
you are a genius." '
Properly speaking, these are not
stories. They aro llttlo sketches
about a variety of people. The title
"Love, Here Is My Hat,"
IS among the best of the lot. Here
Saroyan tells how a. fellow In love
can't eat or sleep; how "love 18
absurd, always has been, always
wlll 'be. It's the only thing
but It's absurd." Saroyan can
profoundly amusing when be wants
to be.

The goofiest story or the whole!
bunch, though, bears the provoca
Uvo title, "Ever Fall In Love with
a Midget?" It is the rambling
monologue ot a fellow with a few
beers under his belt, and it's good
!or chuckles and several guffaws.
Saroyan'a style often Is a.s vari-
able a.s his moods. Sometimes, one
feels, be just sits down and playa
on the typewriter, letting the words
pour forth, even if, added up they
don't make much sense. Some-
times he is poetic and his words
sing. Then, again, he can be sym-
pathetic and tender, as when he
tells the story of the jobless young
man who is in with a waltress
and who seeks the advice ot an
anarchist, in "The La Salle Hotel
in Chicago." Or when be depicts
the loneliness of the young artist
who returns to his home town and
learns that he still Is homeless.
A:nyway, here It is, for better or
for worse, it's Saroyan. For bis
fans this book is recommended. It
you like him, the book Ia worth
far more than the two-'bits It aeJis
for. The entertalnment provided
In that goofiest of stories about
tho midget Is worth more than
Oakland cal
MAR 9 .cnA
More Stories By Saroyan
" Love. Hero Ia My Hat," by Wil writtr tho rtadtr. He )>eN)Dlal< a
liam Saroyan. {Modern Ago 8ooko, sort or eracll.pot geniUI in
Ina. 25c.) and )Oil are lhfl dl,cernlnr; discoverer
This Ia a collecUon or short storle.. ot aomethlns that suddenly belm ..
Some of thi'Ol are pu:r.zllng, evn, M w&nn and real.
wllderlntr:. Moat o! them are more ln othf'r word. thla book 111 a I.'OI
than 11llghUY cockeyed. TbeY aren't leetlon oC William Raro)a.D abort
like e oy other !!!hort 11torlU th&t atorlo!l.
w01re e\ er wl'ltten. Sometlrnu )'Oil ere !l of them altotether.
are convinced that either the man NobodY 11'111 like them all. k.lverY-
who wrote them Is a tool, or that you bod;r will some of them, recog-
are the fool and he is apooting you, nllle the truth and fla.&hinJ!'
b"t anyway 1l Is amuRing. So you out ot thl'rR here and there. Most of
l't'Od the next verY shol'l ahorl atory, these atorlee have a. California back-
and you come upon 11omethln&' 1\0 l(l'OIInd, Although that doesn't mat-
wl,f, t.nd r!lveallng that you ter much In alorlea. He is
your tnlnd about I.Joth the concerned wlth lite, not alenery.
J ournal
Ui ns on-Salem U C
Short Stones
Are Collected
.!IHOAT ao ' lilT BAT AND O

In 1936 th:S .
us "The author gave
the Flying Tra ?,ung Man On
;hort stories f!;f: a volume o!
ing, amusing and were shock-
ery," the verdict d a discov-
the .individual taste upon
. Smce then he has oh he leader. writings publishe:dinmany of
i: mcs and book fo maga-
RicllmOnl. Vn, Tim DJ pntch
March 20, 193
A LeHer
To Saroyan
On Work
Wllli&m a.royan. Modem Ale
Book!! 25c.
to Saroran
Dear B\U,-1 cloll't IU\OW I
mu,.t confess you've got me baf-
fl<'d When your first book.
Youne Man .... " came
out. I heard the lnaLUculate
cries of the lntelllgcntsla, and 1
went out and bouiht a copy. It
all light stuff, Bill. It had
a lot to lt. Too much In some
places. But. It wall new. and be-
ing new. I re. .. erved judgment on
it. d
rhcn when } our "lnllale an
Exhale" appeared 1 p1cked It up
and 1 could not. lay It down
until l had !mJshrd 1!.. It
that kind of a book for me.
1 thought It was terrific. I al-
ternately laughed and wept. I
t. At that time, Bill, l
knew ,ou were great. 1 e'en
\Hnt around ICpelll.lng some
or your philosophies to myself
tunder mv breath of COUISe!)
Then yuur "Run u!Uie Chil-
dren came-and left me cold.
compared to t11e stuff you had
done. 1 cou'dn't see it.
But then, BUl, there's some
stuff in there that Is not, to say
the least, so hot. There are one
or two or three or four stories in
there that you should never have
written. You know what I
think, Bill. I think you're sort
of getting away from that
brotherhood or man idea of
yours. You oughtn't do that,
Bill. Not that I particularly
favored it myself, but it got you
where you are today, and you
shouldn't abandon it.
But don't feel too badly over
those one or two or three or four
6toriu, Blll. The book on a
whole ls the best thing you've
done since "Inhale and Exhale."
I At least this book proves one
thing to me. It proves you're not
getting 61eek and complacent,
mak.inl!f a Jot ot money wr!tinr
scenaries out there in Holly-
''ood, the way they say you are.
It proves that anyhow ...

Rochester N Y
27 1938
21 Short Sketches.
.$ome Brilliant,
Some Not
-- .-- --
William Saroyan. Modem Ap
Books Inc.. New York City.
HS pages. 25 cents.
And now I've just
'Love Here Is MY Hat. It :;
pretty all right, B\11, If you know
what I mean. There some
fine pieces In this book. some
of the stuff In It has everythiOi
Take for example. such things
a.c;: :.Love Here Is MY and
"Ever fall In Love with a
get?" and "The La Salle
and "Coffee and SandWIChes
and "Three. Four, Shut the
Door" and one or two
You can't beat them. Bill.
Thrvre really hne. The readlntt
of tilose c:tories should be made
compulsory. They're Indis-
pe-nsable as a Good Ftvt>-Cent
Cigar or a 7-cent loaf ot bread,
or a lli-cenl movie. Every one
should go through the experi-
ences. It ought to be a law.
bright and sometimes blatant
young man whose penchant for
discussing himself Is better
known than it should be and
whose writing is not 110 well
known yet as It ptobably will bP.
ProUtio-...&e a: . -...-.w_."'-1
thus ol'ter11 his fourl.b boOk In a
two-year period and It would
probably have been a better
presentation if be had let the
contents of this mtrigwngty
cook a ' little more
It's a typical Saroyan collec-
tion of abort stor1ea. ga.tbered
from his impressions of life Wttb-
in the borders of tls country,
especially tfle far weat. Signtfi-
cant, too, the majority are Ia
the first person because Saroyan
does well wltb .. I."
And while Love, Here Ia Ky
Hat is an intereating step in
the ey-eer of a young author who
baa proved himself, it I.e hardlY
an important work either to him
or to the reader. Saroyan ca.n
and has done much better.
Tbeae %1 sketches stu wftll
the titular work-and not a. very
good work albeit It was bleaecl
with ,a good name.....about
maD'a romance and move
through a series wblch some-
times Ia dull, frequently ill wOC"dy,
now and then Ia ponderous and
occasionally f\ubea with genuine
Saroyan brilliance.
Contrary to .hi8 own belief that
be writes Uke nobody et.e, at
various tlmee he seelllll to write
like everybody else combined.
There are tlmea when be Ia as
alaDcY as aporU c:olumniat; at
other momenta he writes of boya
with almpllclty, c:ompreuion and
teeUng reminiacent of
Mark Twain; occasionally, be
manage a. smart piece of action
which .sips like a ebort short
prize story. In between he in-
serts etorlea which read like long-
winded exclamatione. We refer
to Ah Life, Ah Death, Ah !,
All France, Ah Everything.
In the good moments of hia
newt>sL collection, you find
Saroyan on material which be
has previously touched. Here
again arc snapshots of the Alt-
eyrla tAmcrlcan newsboy of a
western city and the boy 18
Saroyan; here are some of the
queer characters with whom the
author hu rubbed shoulders and
dtamallzed, auch a.s Gua the
Gambler; here is
of tbe downhodden in The FiU-
plno and Tbe Drunkard and
Three, Four, Shut the Door; here
Is Saroyan wil Ia .Jim Pemberton
and His Boy Triggu; tinally, tbe
sympathetic nature or a rank:ing
artist who pa1-a.des as a tough
egg Ia here Ia War and Peace
and a Lli.dy Named Caroline.
Hie 'Family of Three, a story
near the end, has the reassuring
ring of the convincing writer
who penned Little Children. 1t
like the others mentioned makes
the wadlne- through ioLerior
atoriea worth while. - .Jaek
Memphis Tenn
Sa roy an
'Love, Here Is My Hat' Picture(
Many Types
WilliaJD Saroyan. Modern Age. 25
The heart Is prosaically defined
as a "hollow, muscular organ
which by contracting rhythmically
keeps up the circulation of the
Writers of fiction. however, have
found the heart the most coJDplex
of organs and the one which
causes the disasters of romance
and thus furnishes the inspiration
to create. The by-products of the
rhythmical contractiona of *he
heart-namely, love and paaatOII-
are the subject material of
modern William Saroyan 1n h1s
newest collection of short stories,
''Love, Here Is My Hat." And o!t
goes his bat to love. the one thom
In the bush of modern philosopby4
Saroyan, a young writer, Is
lific In types, plots and In word
style. Which 11ays a great deal
this young, zooming-to-popularity
writer. He is the literary
child of Dos Passos and Heming-
way. Although he does not possess
the element of poetic vision of tbe
former nor the starlmess ot tbe
latter 'be nevertheleSI! has studied
their 'design for writing and has
sought to let his muse speak
through such contemporary style.
An example of this studied attempt
is seen in "The Trains":
''Hello,'' the girl said.
Then for some crazy reason, be
stretched out again and closed
eyes. With his eyes closed, he aa1d,
"My name is Joe." And then just
to be comical, he almost shouted,
'Tm a painter, a great painter.''
He sat up again and opened his
Now he was completely awake.
In theme, tbis collection ot
short 11tbrles or Saroyan shows
all types and classes are victims
of the one common malady-heart
trouble diagnosed as love. It makes
softies of bard men andthlt
ens the intellects of e e
gentsia. In setting and characters
his stories are a potpourri of
American metropolitan life. Shar.P
and vividly drawn, they are
niscen.t of newsreels of American
life Rather than stories they be-
aketches of people of
the walks. His cbaractenza IOns
range from such types as Sammy,
the undersized, Inferior, poor
, nteui
rotic Jew, to the intel ec ua,
writer-bero In a "FamUy of Three.
Which story, incidentally, is the
beat of the lot and well worth
anyone's time and
Durham u c
1\D f). .
Uam Saroyan. Modem Are Seal
Books: N. Y. %5c.
William Saroyan, Casanova de-
luxe of Jettera and Jove, goes out
of his way to make romance out
to be a big steak in the title story
of this new collection .. Love, Here
Is My Hat!'' released in a 50,000
edition by the most enterprising
Of the day, Modern Age
Books, makers of ttte Seal Books.
To begin with, this is no reprint,
but a new book.
That Saroyan is a wrtter of In
terest is proven by his great va
r iety of character "Portrayals and
each rings true. Even when he
II into the stream of con.scious-
!e;! of a small child he d oes so
.th ease insight and truth.
wl ' h' rt and be pas-
Humor 18 18 gt hi
sesses that fine ability of laugl ng
.th his characters at themse ves.
is a Rabelaisian flavo
h s we !!how an inclinat on o
real American humor as
Rabelaisian-but, e.t anY a
knowledge of the elements o ow
comedy is his. kable books pub
Several of the stories bave ap-
peared in various magazines over a
period of three or four years, and
of course Story Magazine is one of
them. There are twenty-one tales
in this new collection, but the first
one seems to set the toa. o.t *0
volume. "Wilen I woke up 1 didn'
know what time it was, what day,
or what city. 1 knew I was
feeling the same.
As to the remar f
lished by the Modertn , ox
the lowly sum o ...
''Love is a bsurd, always has been,
!always will be. It's the on.J,y thing
but's absurd. It's too good for
anybody but birds. . . . I'm an
American. Fun is !un, but I know
the difference between good whole-
some tun and love. I can't ny and
I can't sing and I need honest-to-
God nourishment. I've got to have
r are roast beef once a day and when
I'm in love I can't eat. . :
nd that Saroyan in petfect ll.r e
offered an appropriate dedifa
lion. With one word or
smugness' sake-! . h
"This book Is d
. d dmiratton to nO ern
fecbon an for encouraging
Age Books, nc., life and
the romandce per affair
ters by re uc n ta without
from $2.50 dtomr!o::me of the
making a e
Eagle La VI reace Mass
2 - 3b
The remaining st()ries are not
au. the way through, but
1t. collection IS titled in part: .. And
Other Short Romances." This is
something for Saroyan, the
supreme egoliterati of them aU. His
dedication to this book is good, but
too characteristic of his smart aleck
If you read William Saroyan's "Love,
Here Is M:v Hat" please not what he says
about himself : "I am unconsciously loud
in speech from having been a newsboy .
. . . Appear to be rude, vulgar, conceited,
ignorant and crazy. Am naturally polite,
discreet, humble, intelligent , wise and
sane." . .. You will get the same impres-
sion f rom the stories in the book. You
may not have the slightest idea what some
of them are about (t he Browser hasn't),
but the best of them will reach your heart
and start hidden tears coursing to your
eyes. He has humor, pity, imagination,
anger and joy in him and they come out
in his stories. Read "The Filipino and the
Drunkard" with anger and sympathy- if
you can. Read "Coffee and Sandwiches at
Louie's'' without feeling a gentle affection
for a]) lovers-you can't. And read about
the homely J ewish lad in "War and
Peace" without wishing to do something
to help the poor kid- I don't believe you
can . . . . That's why the. Browser thinks
Saroyan has greatness in him. . _. _______ __,
Hartford Conn
William Sa1oyan; Modern Age
Books, Inc, 155 East 44th Street,
New York; $.25.
A conection of 21 short stories by
Mr. Saroyan, just now a greatly ad
mlred writer in this field of tlction.
The dedication of the volume to the
publishers is a gem in the true
Saroyan manner.
Newark Ohio
April 3 1938
U' l'Ol tu-:,\n William
oyan, ''Lo\e, liE're Is
llat" plea;;e note "hat he . av's
ab_out himself: "I am
:-c10usly loud in ;;peeth from
having heen a newsiXly . Ap-
pear to be rude, vulgar ron
rcited, ignorant and Am
naturally polite, disrreC'I; hum
ble, intelligent, w1se ;met l'ane."
.. You will get the same im
pres.;;ion from the :Hone!; in
the IX?Ok. You not ha\ e
the shghtP"l idea what :;ome
of them are ahoul (the Rrow
ser hasn't), hut the hco:;t of
them will reach your ht>;ut
and start hidden cours
ing to eyes. lie hu
mor,. pit?' imagination, angt>r
and JOY m him and 1 he:v rom<>
out in stories. Read "ThP
Filipino anct the Drunkard"
without angC'r and sympat h.\'
-1f <'an. Read "Coffee and
Randwkhe:; al Louie's" '\!II h
out fE'eling a gentle affection
for all ean 't. A nrl
read about the homelv .lewi.;h
lad in "\\'ar and f'ea(e" "1th
out wishing to do somethlnli:
to h<'lp the poor kirl -1 don't
nelieve you tan ... 'That's whv
tbc> Rrow-:rr thinks SaroYan
has in him.

Miami Fla.
xo:r, .\T THE PRICE
L 0\ E l!F.fll.; IS :11\" II \T b.
A Saro\ an.
am in a P<'l'f'nnlal state or ama:>:('-
Wal:p apr 1 - 3&
Love Here Is My Hat , by Will iam
-Modern Age Books Inc., New
York. 145 pp. $.25.
San Franciscans especially this
provocative little volume by Bill
Saroyan should be interesting. At
least half of the twenty-one sketches
are peopled with imaginary local
citiZens, noble or otherwise, and all
appropriately react to their sur-
roundings from Nob Hill to Izzy
But Love Here I s My Hat has
more than that. At its peaks are a.
pithy brilliance and understatement
that rank with the best of Dos
Passos or Hemingway. It doesn't
appear often, to be sure, but when
..1t does there is no difficulty recog-
nizing it. With a strong feeling for
the proletariat, Saroyan neverthe
less beats no drUm for the United
Front nor does be elevate his path
etic unfortunates to martyrdom at
the expense of the System.
As a matter of fact there is a
good deal of out and out satirical
humor-perhaps travesty would be
even a better word- between the
covers. J im Pemberton and His Boy
Trigger shakes a waggish finger at
what has been a literary tradition
here for over a decade, and You're
Breaking My Heart , decidedly the
New Yorker type, could easily have
been signed James Thurber.
Saroyan, who by now has out-
grown the term, "discovery", should
be heard more often. It's difficult
to tell what be would do best but
from the varied display of talent be
bas been demonstrating, anything
from a novel 'to a three act farce
would fall under his ab!llty.
Love Here Is My Hat, by the way,
Is in a paper-covered edition being
offered by Modern Age Books Inc.
l'be price is twenty-five cents and
1 bargain at three Umes the amount.
-Stephen C. Monroe
State Jo..;:"nal
Columbus 0
Newark News
April 14 1938
"Love Here Is M
Books> Y Hat" CMOd
William new collection of st:r? Age
oyan-21 of tb rtes by
me of the items em in Hll pag6-'
stories in an can hardly be
word Y conventional called
. , yet "" ..,eho sense of tb
wtsecrackit t w, bac'< of the Clip e
be found at"J" anner, there is usuaJJ and
or tb east the gho t Y to
of the dim renection or a s of a tragedy
e stories are comedy. Some
simply must teach but
probably Saroyan t Wtde world fa that
.so much that ha ee that one thing h
Ia compl t PPen.s to hu e
e ely insignltlcant. man beings
adtlthe amount and
f' .rtta ng m;Hter '' hirh thts ub
rc;;n))anv . "At I v. rittt today a Corm C
th . . . ut ttw: I one time I think natural!, combini;,g' the el o prosf'
third g1nth as far as literary form
Ia ronrf'rtHi.
e) arp ftt\'lng tilt' ra,h custo h ement." of
l10 mort> \'alut> than thl'\" . mer" t e the the
A quartet Is pll'nt\"
pa\ tfhor. dl'<'lamation. propb(,rv thf'
eollecttnn by th dl I I I" ntnnht>l' of othet thiilg' s oaftmor.?.
li(l,. :11r. Sat;oyane stress ngly pro- mvention.'' '
The lltatr.
a l do not doubt that he v.Tote the
atartccl .. tht' third t hC' me of thing as he writes 10.
,;ram mar
e of t hou"'h I 'o ld h
says: "1 ' ' ROC 1\lt. Saro, an hl' ' It " \ \1 3VP rut it that
the same of "r the sort o thing
day as he mighL have \Hillen In
.\lust or hcse can onlv be
de!!(tlbf'lf u; goofv. lC thete Is a
m?re word meaning just
1 hJs_it is ln my vocabularY. Some
gorJiy 1\t"f' these
Rrt ptctty nParlly. Therf' one
J'IOOI' hnltl!tlon or William Faulkner
Y wa1 o variety. '
San .Jose
By William Snro)'lln
Re\iewed by S. C. H.
Modern Age Books. Inc., or-
ganized with the purpose or pub
lishing good books at small cost,
has just issued a volume of short
stories. by William Satoyan,
author of "The Daring Young
Man on the Flying Tlapeze."
"Lovt>, llere Is Bat" ls
dedi<'ated to ModN'Il A1{e llool's
with af(C('tion and admhation
for encomaging the romance
l>et ween life ami letters by re
tluting the fee per affair from
S2.:iG to 25 cent,..." In the case
of this pmUeular book the price
seems <'ntircly approptiote. Al-
though the ' 'olume contoins sev
ctal good short stories, olh<>t's
banal, inane. tri\'ial and flat
1\'ilh too little point to make a
brief synopsis worth while.
are comersations or par
ticularly tmintellig<'nt morons.
H you happen to enjoy talking
to people of this kind, these ate
tales for you.
Among the best of the stories
"You'te B i e akin g 1\ly
recording the thoughts
and beha\'iot of a homesick man.
who has left New York aflet a
quarrel with his wife; "The La
Hotel in Chicago," in
whith an anarchist tells an em
ployed boy how to get a job as a
hell boy; and "The Filipino and
the Dnmkal'(i" in which an
American bully drhes a Filipino
boy to frenzied desperation and
ttagedy. "Satul'day Night" is a
conversation about dictator!'; and
orher subjects in a Greek l'CS
talllant between a man and a
giti, a little drunk, who sip beer
in kinship.
These stories are mostly quite
bri('f and are written in a clipped,
impressionistic style.
Modern Age Books, Inc.; 25
Ral:::ich H c
Short Stories
liam Saroyan. Modern Age Books,
Inc., New York City; 154 pages.
Price 25 cents.
And William Saroyan, for all your
smug cynicism and your precious
little tales, here is my hat doffed
to you because you are wide awake
enough to see life around you and
energetic enough to write about the
lite you see around you and witty
enough and terse enough to put life
into what you wrlte aboul But it is,
in a way, too bad that for all your
awareness and for all your bright-
ness and for all your wit you can't
always perceive that two plus two
equals four but only see the two
added to two.
This inexpensive little volume is
the latest collection ot short stories
written by the handsome Assyrian
who four or five years ago was fiat
broke but kept madly writing in an
ever-flowing, stream-of-conscious
ness sort of style and optimistically
flooded editors' offices with manu
script after manuscript until almost
within two months, he was famous--
just like that.
''Love, Here Is My Hat" is, con-
trary to the titular implication, a
well-balanced collection of Saro
yan's more recent short stories, in
the modern conception of short story
writing. Like his ''The Daring Young
Man on the Flying Trapeze" and "ln
hale and Exhale." tl:tis group con-
tains satire chiefly, but In doses of
varying strengths.
His sarcasm becomes most potent
in the ironical "Ah Life, Ah Death,
Ah Music, Ah France, Ah Every-
thing," more cf an essay on the
gushing over-play of modern adver-
tising than a short story.
"Gus the Gambler,'' the gambler
ot faith who died at the age of 90
years, rated Mr. Saroyan's best at-
tempt at character portrayal througfi
the lips of a third person. Out of the
collection "War and Peace," and "A
Lady Named Caroline" are probably
the most vividly to be remembered.
Saroyan writes with a swing in
his prose and, at times. with his
tongue in his cheek. In fact, if the
young man didn't evidence so much
cheek, he might be eoruidered a
greater writer.
C. G.T.
Chattanooga Tenn
APR 2a
Money's Worth
Sarovan. 145 pp. New York: Mod-
ern Age Books, Inc.
ONE ol the pleasanter pieces of publl.shlnl
news of the year baa been the coura.seoua ef-
forta ol the Modem Age Books to make avail-
able, at a nominal sum, books of distinction.
These efforts have not been without their
literary reward; it Ia to be hoped that the
publlshel'$ haw ha4 sufficient financial re-
ward to encourage them to continue. Slnce
the series has bad ceneraUy 801Dething of a
proletarian fla.vor, it wu to be expected that
tbe darinr young Mr. saroyan would be m-
to add !dl ll'' 5 r
ticuiM H 2 li 8 un er" fiction. It
was aa amiable PI'OIII*!t. IIDCI A fl too INw!
tba' he wa.s not able to lind m h1a :u.s box
a better and more repreeent&Uft eolleetion
Cit hie peculiar &&JeDta.
'l1loee who are lamllia;r wUh Saroyan'a
abilttlea will find not more \ball three atoriea
equal In value to his be.&t prevsou. work. " A
l"amJly of Three" doeJ &boW that he is able
to handle the complex arc.bltectook:a of atory
building when he put.a hie mlDd to it, bUt
most ot the other twmt7 item. (a respect
for some sort of fOl'Dl in art preclude& the
uae of tbe word abort-atory here) m the voJ-
\UM show that. usually be Ia not of a mind to
put his mind to it. Deaptte the artistic
success of "The Wasteland" ac:hool o1. broken
ima&'ist, who are at their beat always care-
ful to have a t>Mlc symmetry beneath their
apparent surface discord, there 11 a point at
wblch formlessness becomea ehaoe; and
Saroyan In this volume too often alta braably
on that point. Hia independence ot spirit
before <1onventJon 111 but the only
test of the rightness of tbla independence 1a
in the of the result.1, and tbe
results here are generally more dull than In-
Por t.ho6e who aze not familial' with the
staccato stories of Saroyan, lt milA be MJd
that Saroyan at his 11 WOl'tb mueh
more than a quarter.
---CIKlU. A.Bal.NA THY.
l n :son \ii:::c
v 1 1Q18
jot It Down
Len &ere Jt Mr Rat, lly
Aaroraa. Mra B .. kt. Sow
York %.\ reata.
u you haven't already
bought it, jot it down on your
next shopping list. Modern
Age has published Saroyan's
new book of short stories. and
for 25 cents you can buy your-
self an hour or two of vastly
amusing and original enter-
Since his "The Daring
Young Man on the Flying
Trapeze", published so hand-
somely, Saroyan has had
to eat and he no longer wr1tes
of hungry days in 193.3.
He has more time to !all m
Jove, or watch others, to talk
to screwy people in bars, and
to think about children and
families. .
His interest, though, is still
' people all sorts of them, the
and the romanticists
and the defeated and William
Saroyan. He is funny and
gic and sentimental, but be s
best when be's funny. The
best and the lightest stories
of this fine collection are the
title story, ''Ever Fall in Love
With a Midget?", ''You're
Breaklng My Heart", and J
"The Genius."
Don't miss it. - M. S.
.io"i may .l -- 2b
Love Should Hand
Him Back His Hat
That daring young man is here
8181n. Thla Ume tbe only ftlUna
comment to W11Uam Saro>:an'a lrre-
PresaibUlty-w h J c b he expresses
anew 1n "Love, Here 1:1 My Hat''
Modem Age>-ls that Love should
hand him back his hat and teU htm
to accompany It out the door.
Here Is a collectlon ot 20-odd lJt-
erary pieces which, because or the
failings of the English language,
must be described u abort storle.s.
They are not. They are fragments. /
scraps of conversation, germs of
plou, soWoqules. When Saroyan lets
them alone some of them are gOod;
you get the authentic navor or hotel
rooms, hamburger warons and cheap
bars. But the daring young man Is
not the let-alone kind, else be
wouldn't be daring. It Is a. re!Jet to
be able to that Saroyan, having
been given enough llterary rope, I
at IIU!t to have made tradl-
tlonal use of lt.
El Paso Tex
2 9 1938
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It hardly seems to make sense. but
the only thing the critics seem to be
able to get unanimous about m con
sidering William Saroynn's new
book of short stories. ""L've. Here
Is My Hat," ts that the collection. is
uneven; rn short. that some stortes
are very good and nol
But when it comes to ptckmg out
which they are far from being in
complete agreement. A story rated
tops by one critic may be a dreadful
warning to another. The funny thmg
is that each ot these commentators
is sure that. outside of the three or
four or five stories they like .. the
rest are poor stun. Another wrtter
might be discouraged, but not Mr.
Saroyan. They may love htm o.r hate
him, but at least they don't
him' "Love Here Is My Hat ts
publlshed ' Modern Age, Inc. C25c).
JUN 1 9 1938
Chroni cle
San Francisco Cal
JUL 2 31938
LOVE BEllE I S MY BAT. By WlWam Saroyan.
Perhaps the best collection of the author"a abort
pieces yet put in print. What you make of Saro-
ran on you, of course, but he hu never
dlsplaved his remarkable abllltles to better ad-
vantage than here.
)To Review Mr. Saroyan or Not
LOVE, HERE IS MY HAT. By I said, because Mr. Saroyan himself
Wllli.Bm_Saroyan. PubLisher, Mod- says they don't understand his work.
ern ..Aie1roolcs, Inc., New York The reviewer might start with .Tim
City. Pemberton and his boy Trigger, I
When It comeR to reviewing a said; that's almost a story, I said,
book like this well I couldn't do and really quite Inter esting, espe-
that very well' I said. I only went elally the old man, I said, he's such
through I said, but that was a liar. But aren't we all? I sald.-
some time ago when folks used auch 0. W. B.
things as quotation marks and com
mas and other little things to sort
ot help out the reader. And moat
writers then tried to write llbout
something, and so I only learned
to read things that said something-
But we must have a review of the
book, It was sent to ua for review,
the editor said.
Well, I said,
one else to
(Wolllletli ..... Ill
thing about Mr. Saro:yan MD
stories to the Saturday Evening
Post. I understood that much, I
said, because it comes out quite
plain several times. But as for the
rest, I couldn't very well review
that, I said.
And I'll tell you why, I said. Most
of the stories are about conversa
tions with men or ladies and they
begin in the middle and end in the
middle or a little way past the
middle, and I don't know what the
beginning was nor what the end
might be. I'll admit It may be that
my imagination is at fault, as I say,
I always had helps In my reading,
such as commas-well, he uses com-
mas, too-and quotntion marks and
sentences and not so mAny I saids
and he saids, and so I just naturally
don't know how to review a book
like this; you'd have to get ROmeonc
else to do that, someone who likes
Mr. Saroyan's style, I said, but no
one on the Saturday
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Book Review
Our Suggestion for the Book of the Week
By William Saroyan. 145 pages.
Yodern Age Boob. 25 cents.
Thia is a book of short stories by
the author became such a sen-
sation when his atory, The Daring
,- Young Man on the Flying Trapeze,
was pub\iahad.
Saroyan Ia sore at life and cynical
about love, and each of the 21 stories
in this boOk ia on one or the other of
his pet peeves. They lack humor
and seem to be written with the in-
tention of shocking the reader.
Each of bia atorie3 is an incident,
without a becinning and without an
end, something you might over bear
on a street comer. His people lack
characteriution, so that they are
just puppetl speaking the words he
puts In their mouths.
Three, Four, Shut the Door is the
story of a lynch h ungry mob, and
the law's inability to protect an in
nocent boy. His father was a white
man and his mother colored, so the
mob was after him. Johnny did not
know that colored Sam Brooklyn w&J
not hia real father, but every one
else in town knew. They all knew
why Jlr. Feaklns' wife killed herself,
and why, nine years later, Jlr. Fea-
kins set ftre to his bouse, and com-
mitted suicide. And t he mob was out
after J ohnny Brooklyn. Glenn Lyle
and his father, J udge Lyle helped
the boy eecape.
A Family of Three is the study of
three people and their individual re-
actions to the same incident. The
child, the man, and the woman, each
sees the same thing in a different
In these two stories, Saroyan ap-
proacbes an understanding of people
and life ouUJide of those poor unfor-
tunates with a misshapen idea of
woman and love. These are the
people about whom he writes in his
other stories.
B Hese Is Mj' llat md Other Short Romallces.
y 119381amp aroy;m. N cw York: Modern Age Dooks
nc., . . p. 14.>. 25 cents.
b I'My does not run to smart-aleckness; 1 still
e a wnter should have something to sa bef r
he wntes. Perhaps, some day William s "TI Y d ? e
young " 'II
1e anng
":ian, , WI earn a f CW basic facts about I' f .
meanwh1le, lead me to q
b .
away fro h' .., UICI, ess. ram-spun pasture:.
lm,. my only regret IS that A e
Books, With their laudable idea to publish b k g
twentv-five and lift h oo s at
"p - .. book Y cents, s ould have considered this
uppy worth publishing. L. S.
- BAJl.. "ll!UDC! ( J'.Y.) l-1?.\W
u ujl"S<Ia)', S e p ~ b r l, 1938
Book Review
Our Sugl'eation for the Book of the Week
By William Sa!'QDn. 145 pages.
lfodern Age Books. 25 cents.
Thb is a book of abort stories by
the author who became such a sen-
sation when his story, The Da.ring
Young Man on the Flying Tl'&peze,
was pqbltsbell.
Saroyan is sore at life and cynical
about love, and each of the 21 stories
in this book is on one or the other of
his pet peeves. They lack humor
and seem to be written with the in-
tention of shocking the reader.
Each of his atorie.a is an incident,
without a beginning and without an
end, something you might overhear
on a street comer. His people lack
characterization, so that they are
just puppets speaking the words he
puts in their mouths.
Three, Four, Sbut the Door is the
story of a lynch hungry mob, and
the law's inability to protect an in-
nocent boy. His father was a white
man and his mother colored, so the
mob was after him. .Johnny did not
know that colored Sam Brooklyn waJ
not his real father, but every one
else in"tOwn knew. They all knew
why Mr. Feakins' wife killed herself,
and why, nine yra later, Mr. Fea-
kins set fire to his house, and com-
mitted suicide. A.nd the mob was out
after J ohnny Brooklyn. Glenn Lyle
and hla fat:Jaer, Judge Lyle helped
the boy escape.
A Family of Three is the study of
three people and' their individual re-
actions to the same incident. The
child, the man, and the woman. each
sees the same thing in a different
In these two stories, Saroyan ap-
proaches an understanding of people
and life outside of those poor unfor-
tunates with a misshapen idea of
woman and love. These are the
people about whom he writes in his
other stories.