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May 17.
Dostoyeveki's [[underlined]] Poor People [[/underlined]] [[preprinted]] [[underlined]] March 30 [[/underlined]] [[/preprinted]] I like a great deal. The vivid descriptions are so sustained that I felt I might read such a book for a long time. Anatole France's [[underlined]] Red Lily [[/underlined]] has the manner in which I was initiated into Anatole France. How beautiful it is and how I adore it.  I shall read a great deal of him this summer. Thos. Hardy's, [[underlined]] Far from the Madding Crowd [[/underlined]] I did not like as well as [[underlined]] The Return of the Native [[/underlined]], which is the only other book I have read of his. I found it dull after [[underlined]] Red Lily [[/underlined]] and Theo. Dreiser's [[underlined]] Sister Carrie [[/underlined]].

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The latter, [[strikethrough]] of [[/strikethrough]] I found the same as [[preprinted]] [[underlined]] March 31 [[/underlined]] [[/preprinted]] [[underlined]] The Genius [[/underlined]] only lacking in that smoothness and finished tone. I read just before [[underlined]] Far from --- [[/underlined]].  Luigi Pirandello's plays [[underlined]] Each in his own Way [[/underlined]] were stimulating.  I liked the title play best.  Also read Havelock Ellis' [[underlined]] Dance of Life [[/underlined]] recently.  I like the idea that all life and living is an art.

[[underlined]] The Genius [[/underlined]], I like, also [[underlined]] Vanity Fair [[/underlined]] which I felt ashamed for not have read after I visited the Fingers, who swear by it.

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McC became an expert on Dreiser