As the Summer tide of books recedes, these loom as foremost in significance:
Deliberately to hurt the serious reader, to lacerate his peace of mindsuch is the present avowed purpose of Count Hermann Keyserling. "I hope," writes this big-boned Latvian Count, who has penned two U. S. best sellers,† "I hope that all Pharisees, all Philistines, all nitwits, the bourgeois, the humorless, the thick-witted, will be deeply, thoroughly hurt. . . . [My purpose is] to demonstrate the absurdity of all nationalist self-glorification."
In a word, Count Keyserling scans the peoples of Europe,...
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