Fables for the Times

Title

en_US Fables for the Times

en_US High Quality Paperback

Description

en_US Henry Wallace Phillips

Creator

en_US Phillips, Henry Wallace See all items with this value

Contributor

en_US Sullivant, T.R.

Date

2016-01-25T20:10:45Z

en_US 2012-01

en_US 2012

Date Available

2016-01-25T20:10:45Z

Date Issued

en_US 2012

Abstract

en_US From the little research I have been able to do, it seems that I should know of Henry Wallace Phillips (1869 to 1930), who seems to have written short stories and film scripts, among other things. Might he have written for The Times, most likely The New York Times? This is a disappointing scanned version of an 1896 book done by an on-demand press. After long searching, I still have not found the original press. The title-page includes Illustrated by T.R. Sullivant but there are no illustrations. The last page ends with this Footnote 1: (editorial note) This was corrected from the original, which. End of quotation, end of book. Scanning machines, unaided and uncorrected, give us unintelligible books! Now that I have found the book copied on Project Gutenberg, I can relate that that sentence finishes read: Well, where's your art now, snarled the lion?] One can also find the illustrations there. What we have here are twenty standard Aesopic or Aesopic-like fables cleverly turned to contemporary humorous purposes, often summed up in a clever proverbial immoral. The book seems to me much in the spirit of Bierce, and that is a very clever spirit! In DS, the dog stopped to think about angles and refractions, decided that what he was seeing were only optical phenomena, and trotted on his way to Boston without further thought on the matter (4). A fox stood under an apple-tree and gazed up earnestly at the globes of yellow lusciousness. 'How sad, for the sake of an old-time piece of literature,' he said, 'that the fox is a carnivorous animal and doesn't care particularly about fruit! (5). The fox said that with a voice the crow would rank with prima donnas. The crow dropped the meat on his head, blinded him, and pecked him viciously. She was distressed to be compared with them shameless French singing hussies! Moral: Don't praise the soft whiteness of a labor delegate's hands (6). The thirsty wolf asks the young lamb to bring him water. She does, with some knock-out drops in it (11)! Jupiter tells the bee that its sting will cost it its life, only to find the bee perched on his neck ready to sting and demanding that he reconsider (17). He does!

Identifier

en_US 7607 (Access ID)

uri

http://hdl.handle.net/10504/82869

Language

en_US eng

Publisher

en_US Filiquarian Publishing LLC,

en_US Lexington, KY

Subject

en_US PS3531.H5273 F3 2012 See all items with this value

en_US Henry Wallace Phillips See all items with this value

Type

en_US Book, Whole