The perfect antidote for headlines and radio news, in a delightful book of reminiscences by that of reporters and humorists, Irvin Cobb. Cobb has known everyone, and the book is chock-a-block with grand stories of people up and down the ladder of public life, -- presidents, journalists, writers, editors, theatrical people, artists, etc., etc. The story is not straight autobiography; it is casual, informal, giving the impression that Cobb is talking more or less at random, having a good time doing it, and giving his audience the time of their lives. One gets bits and pieces of his boyhood, of his newspaper days; there are behind the scene glimpses of the Thaw case, the Mrs. Peck-Woodrow Wilson near scandal; there are adventures aplenty. He likes most people, and dislikes people in an amusing way (never cynical nor better nor cruel). Small town Kentucky, New York, London, Hollywood, the first World War (and there are comments on the passing scene today). There is enough of sentiment to appeal to the heart; enough of humor to tickle to risibles; enough of variety to capture the hard-boiled critic. Sure of a good press -- and even more sure of a good public. You'll have fun reading and selling it.