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What they chiefly breed in one is ness. If this is the best that England for us in the way of fiction, we mu encourage our native product, or es tion and take to "serious" reading. T are too dull. The time is ripe, once believe, for a few big picaresque nove thing in the mode of the Satyricon, Blas, and Huckleberry Finn. For I think that people will put up fore being bored-especially as they are n us in the interests of virtue.

To be sure-though it is some tim began this essay-I have still not rea Lawrence.

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oria of concrete things were to be gath-
ed into the titular abstraction; or as if
g's rightness were presently to be proved
kable in that it is all wrong.

d yet, I think, Chesterton or no Ches-
where is he, by the way?—I mean
ely what I have set down: Rudyard Kip-
remarkable rightness. Right, because
has sustained him against scoffers; re-
ble, because no one originally expected
articular kind of rightness from him.
is is not to be a discursive or an exhaust-
scussion of Kipling's utterances on plan-
or even racial questions. I have not
ated his complete works with his "right-
in mind. Indeed, to treat him exhaust-
would be a very difficult task; for the
of his wisdom is made up, not of a few
works," but of an infinite number of
cant brevities. My only excuse for deal-
ith him at all is that I have lived a long
vith the prose and verse of Kipling, and
ny knowledge of him has reached what
James called the point of saturation. I
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Rudyard Kipling, in his later life, fered under two great disadvantages sistence on a political point of view w unpopular, and the gradual diminishin flow of masterpieces. The dullest pe tell you smartly that he is "written c cleverest will tell you that he was pr but always cheap, if not vulgar. Perha one will fling "The Female of the Sp you. This paper is not to be a cata Kipling's virtues, nor yet of his achie But I should like you to consider wit a few moments that little volume The Five Nations. I take The Five purposely, for it is the Kipling of 1 Nations that I mean. Not the bette Kipling of the Barrack-Room Ballads Seven Seas. But supremely the Kiplin

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to.

Two things changed the Kipling knew: renewed residence in England, Boer War. Of course, he was alway perialist; he always loved Lord Rob

en-by devious paths-he returned to
nd; and England held him as it held the
and the woman in "An Habitation En-
1." The Boer War came; and The Five
ns tells how he reacted. He has gone
y consistently from that day, developing,
ever swerving from the path of his con-
1. England did not listen to him: the
als of the first decade of the twentieth
y did not propose to listen to anyone
vrote short stories for the sake of the
and verse for the sake of a Tory idea.
were much too serious in Great Britain,
se days, to hearken to Rudyard Kipling.
so far as I know, neither Lord Roberts
pling ever said, "I told you so."
listen to "The Lesson":

our fault, and our very great fault-and now we
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make his little mock of Kipling as a ist. But if you will get out The Fir and read "The Islanders" throug you will curse those editors for fo paredness" is so familiar to us all only as a word but even as an idea can hardly believe intelligent people ing a man names fifteen years ago axioms. We are always thinking of Galileo are over. But they are never will be; the human race instind always has it in for Galileo. Kip get an audience for tales and ba jungle-books; but the moment he trie nationally, he could not get an audie now, they would rather read H. G.

Do ye wait for the spattered shrapnel ere y a gun is laid?

For the low red glare to southward when coast towns burn?

(Light ye shall have on that lesson, but li learn.)"

"Yes, thanks," came the sarcast from all the wise British millions; [257]

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