cox a b aka berkeley anthony (2 risultati)

Hard Cover. Condizione sovraccoperta: Dust Jacket. First Edition. (London: Herbert Jenkins Limited 1925. First UK Edition. Octavo. 280, [8, ads]. Frontispiece and thirty-one additional inserted plates by George Morrow. Publisher's green cloth, stamped in dark green. A slightly darkened spine, a touch of wear at the top right hand corner of the spin, a former owner's neat name to the front free end-paper which is creased. In the RARE D/W pricedv7/6 net to the spine as called for. The D/W is a solid near fine example with just a hint of darkening to the spine and with a reduced price (1/-) sticker to the front panel. In our experience, these stickers are removable but tend to leave a lighter patch underneath. A nice copy. Photographs/scans available upon request.

FIRST EDITION, publisher's slip tipped in at rear 'To the Reader' (exhorting them to spread positive notice of the work through word-of-mouth), a couple of tiny spots at foot of half-title and the odd spot to border within, pp. 289, crown 8vo, original orange cloth, backstrip lettered in black, edges spotted with a few spots to endpapers, dustjacket price-clipped with some very light handling and the odd miniscule nick, very good. Rather a scarce book. The author was by then well-established as a detective novelist under the pseudonyms 'Francis Iles' and 'Anthony Berkeley', but Hamish Hamilton - then a young publisher - probably anticipated the likely readership for this book to be a little smaller: it is, the author confesses, 'written in indignation' and addresses itself to 'the ordinary citizen' in decrying the state of the nation at a time of crisis throughout Europe (Cox considers the character of Communism and Fascism, 'simple-souled twins' with 'at least one arm in common'). As often, the analysis seems to all-too-current in respect of its assessment of our political parties and the behaviour of our politicians, who are characterised by 'timidity', 'incompetence' and 'petty dishonesty': 'The Roman Emperors knew that, if they did not keep their plebs happy, they would lose their jobs, and probably their heads. Our Pollies are not afraid even of losing their seats'. Throughout his literary career, Cox wrote journalism and published collections of his work in that area, generally of a light and humorous variety - the present critique is distinguished from these by its earnest tone, though it is far from dry and full of the wit and brio that characterises his writing generally.