The Atlantic Bookshelf: A Guide to Good Books

IN an age when the telephone, telegram, and radio have made a combined and ruthless assault on letter writing, it is a privilege to have set before us the correspondence which during thirty years passed between Ellen Terry, the most graceful actress of her time, and George Bernard Shaw, the most brilliant wit in England. The theatre provoked t his correspondence, and personality did the rest, and what makes it doubly delightfull, as Alexander Woollcott points out, is that here is no masculine monopolization, but a dialogue in which Ellen Terry has indeed ‘the better-written part.'