The on-and-etcetera-on memoir of the late Mrs. Keyes which confirms, as you might have suspected, that she was not only a woman of extravagant energy and a leviathan novelist but a diarrhetic diarist. This runs to 600 pages covering only the years 1904 to 1931 -- she died last year at the age of 84. In 1904 she married Henry Keyes and this was the beginning of her ""vitalized womanhood"" -- she bore him three sons (the last with difficulty -- the entire record is interrupted by many bouts with family illness). Henry had political ambitions and became Governor of New Hampshire, then Senator, which took them to Washington where she spread out all over in the political and social world (""brilliant parties""). But the writing she began back in New Hampshire, articles for The Granite Monthly, then The Atlantic, continued with equal fertility and her first success, The Career of David Noble, led to the other novels too well known to mention. A great deal of this concerns her travels all over the world and her strengthening Roman Catholic affiliations and notables appear throughout -- whether it's Mary Pickford or Mrs. Sun Yat-sen or the Roosevelts. Would that it were not all so ""joyously"" cluttered as she ""stretched forth generous hands"" and will continue to do so over the rainbow.