This 8" by 11" volume contains illustrations of drawings by two extremely talented artists who were among the Fort Marion prisoners from 1875-1878; Making Medicine, a 33 year old Cheyenne and Zotom, a 24 year old Kiowa. The drawings are a full page size and the colors are beautiful and intense. The drawings combined with the commentary by Joe and George Horse Capture provide wonderful insights into the history of these two native nations as well as a better understanding of the Indians' experiences at Fort Marion. It also provides further awareness of the factors that motivated Col. Pratt to establish the Indian school at Carlisle.

It's a very practical and comprehensive book.

What is a god ? Why religion doesn't fill in ? Who we are and were are we going, spiritually speaking. For those outthere who have always been looking for an answer to the questions about our existance.

This volume is a beautiful display of bookmaking rarely seen on the shelves of bookstores. Joseph Campbell used color plates, full-color maps, black-and-white photographs, creative drawings and magnificent charts is this scholarly book. He draws on his expertise in anthropology, paleontology, ethnology, archeology and linguistics to interests anyone concerned with mythology, comparative religion, history, and the study of man.

Way's is an almost staggering achievement. Mr. Way (now deceased) spent approx. 80 years of his life collecting this information. There isn't any other source that comes close to Way's if you need to know about steamboats on the Western Waters (Pittsburgh westwards).

This is by far one of the best if not the best research tool for looking up the towboats during the steam era. It list the boats what type, type of hull, who built it and where, and a complete history of the boat from begining to its end. With the Way's Packet boat Directory you have a total history of steam river transportation. Totally unsurmountable in knowledge for your research or just curiousity of the history of steam travel.It includes wonderful black and white photos that enable you to feel like you are ready to board and take a trip into time.

A.J. Liebling was a reporter's reporter. His motto was "I can write better than anyone who can write faster than me, and I can write faster than anyone who can write better than me." He covered the war in Africa and Europe among the dogfaces, and is also famous for his writings about boxing and French cuisine (he loved Paris and Normandy) after the war.

But I prefer his critiques of his own profession. After World War II, he revived a department in The New Yorker that was handled by Robert Benchley between 1927 and 1937 called "The Wayward Press." Most of the items in this book are from that column and have an autobiographical bent, at least with regard to his career as a writer for newspapers.

Besides being a terrific writer to begin with, Liebling was great at skewering the weaknesses of his own profession and colleagues. Many newspaper readers simply do not know how to read a newspaper critically -- analytically -- and the occasional datedness of Liebling's subject matter -- a meat shortage in 1946, for example -- is more than made up for by the instruction in how to be an astute consumer of news.

And he is eminently quotable. Some samples: "A newspaper gives the reader the impression of being closer to life than a book, and he is likely to confuse what he has read in it with actual experiences he has not had." The book's dedication reads: "To the Foundation of a School for Publishers, Failing Which, No School of Journalism Can Have Meaning."

"The great row over [so-and-so's story]...served to point up the truth that if you are smart enough you can kick yourself in the seat of the pants, grab yourself by the back of the collar, and throw yourself out on the sidewalk."

And finally: "Sometimes news disappears for years at a time, as in the period ... when there was nothing to write about but the Medicine Ball Cabinet and dance marathons. News is like the tilefish, which appears in great schools off the Atlantic Coast some years and then vanishes no one knows whither, or for how long. Newspapers might employ these periods in a search for the breeding grounds of news, but they prefer to fill up with stories about Kurdled Kurds and Calvin Coolidges, until the banks close or Hitler marches, when they are as surprised as their readers."

Read this, or any Liebling, as part of the essential education of a good American citizen.

Raymond Sokolov has written an extraordinary biography of A.J. Liebling, who was one of the most brilliant and elusive of the "New Yorker" legends. Writing about a writer is hard enough, but writing about this one required not only a thorough knowledge of his work (hard to find, some of his work) but a true ability to enter the man's head, as they say, and tell some of the story from that perch. A. J. Liebling was brilliant and a true connoisseur of all the things he thought were important: food, wine, friendship, writing.

Liebling joined the "New Yorker" in 1935, and wrote for it until his death in 1963. He was hired by Harold Ross and his editor was William Shawn. Both in his personal and his professional realms, Liebling was disordered and off kilter, often battered and turbulent, and generally quite exciting. He did not actually finish high school, but was accepted at Dartmouth, from where he was twice expelled for failure to meet the minimum attendance at chapel, so that he did not finish his studies there, either. But he wrote a great deal at Dartmouth, and at the insistence of his father he enrolled in courses at the Pulitzer School of Journalism at Columbia, where he managed to stay for a couple of years; while at Columbia he was assigned to cover police stories, and this lead him to serve as an assistant to well established newspaper reporters and to learn the mechanics of the trade.

He married three times, lived in France (wrote many "Letters from Paris") and reported World War II in detail (starting in 1939). He participated in the Normandy landings on D day, whence he produced a particularly memorable piece concerning his experiences on a landing craft. He was there when the Allies entered Paris, and this caused him to write afterwards: "For the first time in my life and probably the last, I have lived for a week in a great city where everybody was happy."

Liebling was probably the first to take advantabe of the penumbral area in which fiction and reality are barely discernible from one another, and to exploit it in his writing. Capote followed.

He wrote about writing, too, in his classical "Wayward Press" columns of the "New Yorker." He was, in fact, the first serious critic of the press, a job he clearly relished. In people he gravitated towards the odd, the slightly weird, and the eccentrics who had found niches in life from which they they sometimes prospered, often not: in other words, the low life. In New York and London and Paris he consorted and maintained society with strange people, in relationships that spanned decades. These people thought highly of Liebling and what he stood for; what he stood for contained much decency and a total lack of pretension. He spoke to people by remaining silent and letting them speak, something which appears easy but is not. He wrote about the many things he got to understand from these poeple, using clear, simple prose. He was meticulously accurate in his work, aided in this by a formidable memory which allowed him to quote verbatim hours of conversation, long after it had taken place.

Sokolov's biography of A.J. Liebling is as complete and exacting as no doubt his subject would demand. It contains a bibliography, an index and chapter notes. This is an enhancing book: one feels better after reading it.

the best play i've seen in my life!!!
with the actors who don't know whether any of the things they do is worthwhile and the audience who doesn't understand a single thing, it really touched me.
joseph heller's masterpiece, better than catch-22, it really reveals all the things important in one's life and bitterly tells the audience a story of truth, fiction and the meaning of life.

The author of this book can be contacted a dulanymj@compucenter.net