


Coarse, unfamiliar words are scattered about the book unpleasantly, and it may seem to many, needlessly. He would bring back into the general picture of life aspects which modern drainage and modern decorum have taken out of ordinary intercourse and conversation. Like Swift and another living Irish writer, Mr. It is no good trying to minimize a characteristic that seems to be deliberately obtruded. Its claim to be literature is as good as the claim of the last book of Gulliver’s Travels. is a book to buy and read and lock up, but it is not a book to miss.

A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, by James Joyce.
