MR. WODEHOUSE AGAIN.

Auckland Star, Volume LXVII, Issue 151, 27 June 1936, Page 2 (Supplement)

MR. WODEHOUSE AGAIN.

"The Drones Club Book of the Month." reads a yellow label stuck to the dust-cover of P. G. Wodcliouso's. "Young Men in Spats" (Herbert Jenkins). "The Drones" is the club where the young men forgather to tell their tales* of triumph or of woe; strange tales, such as would occur only to Mr. Wodeliouse, just as from him only would tliev be acceptable. And when the reader is thinking that some story is too mechanical, some situation too like situations Mr. Wodeliouse has devised before, lie comes on a choice description, metaphor or simile which revives his interest once more. There is, for example, Mr. Frederick Widgeon's experience when, he having displeased tlie young lady of his choice, she replied to his explanations, "in a voice which would have had an Esquimaux slapping his ribs and calling for the steam-heat.'' And his rival in love "stood there, flexing the muscles of his arms, making the while a low sound like tlie rumbling of an only partially extinct volcano." Another young woman "gave a sort of gurgling scream not unlike a coloratura soprano choking on a fish-bone." But for sustained absurdity there can be recommended the story of tlie club member who, suddenly becoming aware of the existence of masses of people less forfortunate than himself, the "martyred proletariat" (known for convenience as the "m.p."), sets out to do good deeds among them. Wodeliouse addicts will find his book to their taste,