Disregarding Lillian Ross' brief profile of Hemingway (Simon & Schuster- p. 945), this is the first biography to appear and it is presented through the unquestioning and admiring eyes of his very much younger ( years) brother to whom Hemingway was not with money and advice, Ernest helped him to become a newspaperman. If this record gives more of a feeling for the man than of him, it also fills in some details which future biographers will find useful. Still, there are relatively few insights and no revelations. Hemingway's suicide remains unexplained over and above the fact that he fell betrayed by his failing body and that he died, as he had lived, with a tremendous respect for courage. The Hemingway story falls easily into the pattern of the world events in which he participated so fully and from which his great books took their shape, substance and significance. He fell in love, during World War I, with the nurse in the hospital in Milan; the Ey West and Cuba years were shared with Pauline Pfeiffer, whom he later thought of as perhaps his ""best wife""; the Spanish Civil War brought Martha Gellhorn with it and World War II, Mary Welsh. Each phase was followed by what he called a """", when his writing, revitalized, went really well. And in between, often shared with was the constant challenge and pursuit of physical action, the safaris, and the many, many sequences of big game hunting and fishing which account for much of the linage here. The end result is that the big one that gets away is Hemingway.