A rather cloying little lesson in friendship, loving kindness and sentimentality (the little) this tells of Mary Robbin, twenty-three, lonely and tubercular, and the Negro porter- David Leeds- who sees her in a railroad station, writes to her without revealing his race. From these letters, and the many kind things he does for her (he rescues her father who drinks himself into the gutter; finds a doctor for them both;) she creates the image of the man she hopes will be her lover, is stricken when after many months David allows her to meet him. In the months that follow, as she makes a spiritual and physical recovery, she finally is able to accept David as a friend- this the ""first step in evolution"".... There's nothing here to recommend this on the ground of its handling of race relations. For those to whom this particular problem is important -- there is still Worth Hedden's The Other Room.