FOR THE HEATHEN ARE WRONG by Eugene Bagger

FOR THE HEATHEN ARE WRONG

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KIRKUS REVIEW

An intimate record autobiography, very personal, argumentative, and a little longwinded for my money. A ""repatriated expatriate"" tells of the ""End Of Our Time"" in terms of his own life, as he recapitulates a nine months experience in wartime southern France, second-thoughting on the straws that showed the way the wind blew, that no one recognized, underlining the indications that the muddle of French officialdom would lead to disaster. The book is very full of observations of an important and representative region, incidents along the way of getting information, passports, accomodations, the exodus through Spain to Portugal when he and his wife are forced to leave, and eventually America. In a second section he tells of his earlier life -- journalism and writing -- travels -- and his final absorption in the interpretation of history in the light of philosophical research. Too discursive for general tastes.

Pub Date: June 11th, 1941
Publisher: Little, Brown