2019年7月3日 星期三

毛姆 (W. Somerset Maugham)選的Tellers of Tales 胡適1939年7月3日、The Making of a New Yorker (Audio Book) by O. Henry. D.H. Lawrence Bitched About How London Has Changed... In 1928







胡適1939年7月3日,買了毛姆 (W. Somerset Maugham)選的【短篇小說百篇】 (Tellers of Tales)。
(【 胡適日記】說是101篇? 一千五百多頁)。短篇小說是胡先生的舊愛。或許還想再續前緣。
胡先生說,很喜歡毛姆寫的引論。
隔天,7月4日,看了幾篇,以後,可能事忙,就沒讀了。


Tellers of tales; 100 short stories from the United States, England, France, Russia and Germany


Published 1939
Topics Short stories
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"First edition."

The two drovers / Sir Walter Scott -- Rip Van Winkle ; The stout gentleman / Washington Irving -- La grande Bretêche / Honoré de Balzac -- The gray champion / Nathaniel Hawthorne -- The crimson curtain / Jules Barbey d'Aurevilly -- The gold-bug / Edgar Allan Poe -- A simple heart / Gustave Flaubert -- Krambambuli / Marie von Ebner-Eschenbach -- The outcasts of Poker Flat / Francis Bret Harte -- Olympe and Henriette / Villiers de l'Isle Adam -- The three strangers / Thomas Hardy -- The jolly corner / Henry James -- The procurator of Judæa / Anatole France -- Youth / Karl Emil Franzos -- Markheim / Robert Louis Stevenson -- The necklace ; The legacy / Guy de Maupassant -- Useless mouths / Octave Mirbeau -- The happy prince / Oscar Wilde -- The adventure of the Bruce-Partington plans / Arthur Conan Doyle -- Typhoon / Joseph Conrad -- The fate of the baron / Arthur Schnitzler --

The whirligig of life / O. Henry -- Without visible means / Arthur Morrison -- The stricken doe / Pierre Mille -- The monkey's paw / W.W. Jacobs -- The coach / Violet Hunt -- The last visit / Tristan Bernard -- The man who would be king ; Without benefit of clergy / Rudyard Kipling -- Papago wedding / Mary Austin -- Uncle Franz / Ludwig Thoma -- The door in the wall / H.G. Wells -- An experiment in misery / Stephen Crane -- Tobermory / Saki -- To build a fire / Jack London -- The death of Iván Ilých / Leo Tolstoy -- The toupee artist / Nicolai Lyeskov -- Mouzhiks / Anton Chekhov -- Twenty-six and one / Maxim Gorky -- Sunstroke / Ivan Bunin -- Captain Ribnikov / Alexander Kuprin -- Hydromel / Vassili Iretsky -- Without cherry blossom / Pantaleimon Romanof -- In the town of Berdichev / Vassili Grossman -- Hunger / Alexander Neweroff -- Romance / Vera Inber -- Earth on the hands / Boris Pilnjak --

A letter / Isaac Babel -- The child / Vsevolod Ivanov -- The customer / Georgy Peskov -- The knives / Valentine Katayev -- Pippo Spano / Heinrich Mann -- Old Rogaum and his Theresa / Theodore Dreiser -- A.V. Laider / Max Beerbohm -- The amulet / Jacob Wassermann -- Cavalry patrol / Hugo von Hofmannsthal -- Seeds ; The other woman / Sherwood Anderson -- Early sorrow / Thomas Mann -- Mr. and Mrs. Abbey's difficulties / E.M. Forster -- The invisible collection / Stefan Zweig -- Uncle Fred flits by / P.G. Wodehouse -- In the last coach / Leonhard Frank -- Counterparts / James Joyce -- The tragedy of Goupil / Louis Pergaud -- Odour of chrysanthemums / D.H. Lawrence -- The chink / Alexandre Arnoux -- Haircut ; Champion / Ring Lardner -- A balaam / Arnold Zweig -- Old Man Minick / Edna Ferber -- The golden beetle / Bruno Frank -- The Catalan night / Paul Morand --

Silent snow, secret snow / Conrad Aiken -- The lovely day / Jacques de Lacretelle -- On the farm / Hans Friedrich Blunck -- The killers / Ernest Hemingway -- The stranger / Katherine Mansfield -- The house of mourning / Franz Werfel -- A start in life / Ruth Suckow -- The desert island / Stella Benson -- Big blonde / Dorothy Parker -- Orphant Annie / Thyra Samter Winslow -- Nuns at luncheon / Aldous Huxley -- The rich boy / F. Scott Fitzgerald -- The imposition / L.A.G. Strong -- Turn about / William Faulkner -- The doll / J. Kessel -- Reduced / Elizabeth Bowen -- María Concepción / Katherine Anne Porter -- The cherry feast / Ernst Glaeser -- No more trouble for Jedwick / Louis Paul -- If you can't be good, be cautious / T.O. Beachcroft -- The ball / Irène Némirovsky -- Kneel to the rising sun / Erskine Caldwell -- The Nowaks / Christopher Isherwood -- Convalescence / Kay Boyle -- The station / H.E. Bates -- Oklahoma race riot / Frances W. Prentice


From one of the twentieth century’s most enduringly popular fiction writers: the only hardcover edition of his short stories.
Everyman's Library
“Then I fly to my book as the opium-smoker to his pipe. I would sooner read the catalogue of the Army and Navy Stores or Bradshaw's Guide than nothing at all, and indeed I have spent many delightful hours over both these works.”
--from "The Book-Bag" included in COLLECTED STORIES by W. Somerset Maugham
Though W. Somerset Maugham was also famous for his novels and plays, it has been argued that in the short story he reached the pinnacle of his art. These expertly told tales, with their addictive plot twists and vividly drawn characters, are both galvanizing as literature and wonderfully entertaining. In the adventures of his alter ego Ashenden, a writer who (like Maugham himself) turned secret agent in World War I, as well as in stories set in such far-flung locales as South Pacific islands and colonial outposts in Southeast Asia, Maugham brings his characters vividly to life, and their humanity is more convincing for the author’s merciless exposure of their flaws and failures. Whether the chasms of misunderstanding he plumbs are those between colonizers and natives, between a missionary and a prostitute, or between a poetry-writing woman and her uncomprehending husband, Maugham brilliantly displays his irony, his wit, and his genius in the art of storytelling.





Tolstoy:Death of Ivan Ilych
Chekhov; Mouzhiks
Ring Lander;Champion
Sherwood Anderson:Seeds


First of all I should like to tender my thanks to the various persons who have helped me to make this collection of short stories. They are Jacques de Lacretelle, of the French Academy, and Paul Morand; Dr Carl Stransky, Bruno Frank and Stefan Zweig; Baroness Budberg, Graham Greene and Nella Henney. I must also declare my indebtedness to Fred Lewis Pattee whose book, The Development of the American Short Story, is invaluable to the student of this form of fiction.
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When I set about gathering material for this anthology it was with the ambitious aim of showing how the short story had developed since the beginning of the nineteenth century. My notion was to trace its evolution as the evolution of the horse may be traced from the tiny creature with five toes that ran about the forests of the Neocene period to the noble beast that, notwithstanding the mechanization of the age, still provides a decent living for bookmakers and tipsters. It is natural for men to tell tales, and I suppose the short story began in the night of time when the hunter, to beguile the leisure of his fellows when they had eaten and drunk their fill, narrated by the cavern fire some marvellous incident of which he had heard. In cities of the East you can to this day see the storyteller sitting in the market place, surrounded by a circle of eager listeners, and hear him tell the tales that he has inherited from an immemorial past. But I chose to start with the nineteenth century because it was then that the short story acquired a character and a currency that it had not had before. Of course short stories had been written: there were the religious stories of Greek origin, there were the edifying narratives popular in the Middle Ages, and there were the immortal stories of The Thousand and One Nights; throughout the Renaissance, in Italy and Spain, in France and England . . .



Maugham, W. Somerset
Published by Doubleday, Doran & Company (1939)



D.H. Lawrence Bitched About How London Has Changed... In 1928

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Westminster Bridge in 1928
Here at Londonist, there's something that consistently grinds our gears.
It's the glut of 'London used to be brilliant, but now it's too busy so I'm leaving' articles that have flooded the media in the past few years. They're full of the same cliches, citing how much fun the author had in London when they were younger, 'but fun doesn't give my daughter a garden'.
Blah, blah, blah, we get the point already. Houses are cheaper outside London. There's less pollution out in the sticks. The view from the window is completely bucolic. We don't have anything against people who leave London. It's just these ruddy articles where those people demand validation for those life choices that drive us up the wall.
And now it turns out these people aren't even original. Because back in 1928 the original 'London's gone to shit' article was written, by none other than D.H. Lawrence. That's right, around the same time Lawrence was attempting to publish the highly controversial novel Lady Chatterly's Lover, he was also moaning about the Big Smoke. Maybe it was all his whinging that led to publishers unwillingness to touch his novel, rather than its sexual candour.
London buses in the 1920s
Lawrence picks on decline of adventure at the end of a bus journey, as one of the changes that's happened over his lifetime — which begs the question, 'What was D.H. Lawrence doing at the end of his bus journeys in 1908?'
It was published in The Evening News in 1928, a time that holds a noteworthy parallel to our own era. The population had just hit eight million, a figure that the city only climbed back up to in the last ten years, following the post-war decline.
Lawrence's piece on London does have one key difference to all the imitators that would later follow him. He himself never lived in London. He was born in Nottinghamshire, but from about 1908 he visited London regularly, for both work and personal reasons, until 1926, when he swore off the city. However, even without living there, the writing strikes the same key tenets as any modern-day 'Why I'm Leaving London' article. Namely, London used to be the bee's knees. Observe below:
Twenty years ago, London was to me thrilling, thrilling, thrilling, the vast and roaring heart of all adventure. It was not only the heart of the world, it was the heart of the world's living adventure. How wonderful the Strand, the Bank, Charing Cross at night, Hyde Park in the morning!
Petticoat Lane in the 1920s
That's standard fare for these anti-London lot — but Lawrence then gets lyrical, upping the ante in a way that only a talented author of his ilk can. He starts to praise the London of the past even further before brutally taking down the London of 1928:
The traffic of London used to roar with the mystery of a man's adventure on the seas of life, like a vast sea-shell, murmuring a thrilling, half-comprehensible story. Now it booms like monotonous, far-off guns, in a monotony of crushing something, crushing the earth, crushing out life, crushing everything dead.
Yes, this gets pretty bleak — and we'd like to say we disagree but we weren't around in the 1920s, so perhaps he's right. Maybe London did used to be that dismal. Whether or not he's right, it's excellently written, evocative stuff. If anything it puts today's efforts even further to shame — someone was doing this better than you are, over 80 years ago.
Not only is D.H. Lawrence's article superior, he also struck a deep truth when writing this piece. He joked that instead of being titled 'Why I Don't Like Living In London' it should have been 'Why London Doesn't Like Me'. That's true of anyone who writes a 'Why I'm Leaving London' article today. They just lack the self-awareness to see that.
Last Updated 02 July 2019


Contents

The Stout Gentleman Washington Irving
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The Outcasts of Poker Flat Francis Bret Harte
154
Olympe and Henriette Villiers dellsle Adam
169
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Doubleday, Doran & company, inc., 1939 - Holmes, Mycroft (Fictitious character) - 39 pages

Anthology of classic literary short stories from authors including; Irving, Hawthorne, Poe, Balzac, Hardy, Stevenson, Maupassant, Wilde, Kipling, Romanof, Hemingway, Huxley, and more.



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