Stephen Vincent Benet He Carries About Gum, Candy, Some Books
This drizzly day, when the weather quarrels with Autumn and Winter and does not know to which it shall pay allegiance, I scarcely know what author to pick down from the shelves. As a matter of fact, I have been reading Midwinter, by John Buchan. What a rollicking tale! Of Bonnie Prince Charlie and Brobdingnagian Dr. Sam Johnson. But I have never met John Buchan. Who is there in America who can spin such a romance? George Barr Mc-Cutcheon?...
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