This was scheduled under March date and the title, Portrait on Steel, Now, as selection of the February Literary, the date is pushed up, the title changed to for the Week. Tie-up at class of with , as spirits comment, I should say. These who lived My Son, My Son for its , its rich , its father- relationship, its saga quality, its self-made , will similar aspects of this novel. But where Howard Spring's novel as contest, a quality that made for popularity, this to me cold-blooded, objective, with the central character, -- whose retrospective musings, as he realizes that his autobiography cannot be written, make the story -- a not particularly lovable figure. He was a Dane, of simple peasant stock; he was intensely ambitious, craving power more than wealth; he brooked no interference, and used what came to hand. And he became an American steel master, a great industrialist. He was essentially honest, but not particularly human. He had little feeling for his children, though he was detached enough to distrust and dislike his good-for-nothing son. His two loves were for the wife he had married because she had what he lacked, and the daughter of the cousin he had idolized as a boy, and who was more than his own daughters were to him. It is in the relationship between the older man and the aggressive, successful girl, that the best of the book is revealed. But, frankly, I don't see it as another Macmillan ten strike, though it has elements of success.