Disrespectful

THE TORRENTS OF SPRING--Ernest Hemingway--Scribner's ($1.50). It seems that young Mr. Hemingway, who works like a nailer over his own writing, with extraordinarily promising results, was going about his business in Paris, lunching frequently with Scott Fitzgerald, Ford Madox Ford, John Dos Passos and even H. G. Wells, when a copy of Black Laughter by Sherwood Anderson reached him and caused him a bit of a pain. Perhaps other people were similarly affected by that earnest study of a dissatisfied newspaperman who abandoned his wife and wandered around until he got another man's wife, whose Negro servants laughed to see such sport. If so, here is solace. For with due respect to Critic H. L. ("Hatrack") Mencken and the allegedly significant Chicago school of fiction, young Mr. Hemingway has sat him down and written a not altogether respectful parody of Mr. Anderson's vein. You can just see all the gay young men of Paris laughing over it at those luncheons. One Scripps O'Neil leaves his wife Lucy and their daughter Lousy when a chinook wind blows in the window of a pump factory in Petoskey, Mich., causing some Indians also employed there to warwhoop softly.