| Author: | H. G. Wells | ISBN: | 9783849641429 |
| Publisher: | Jazzybee Verlag | Publication: | November 27, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | H. G. Wells |
| ISBN: | 9783849641429 |
| Publisher: | Jazzybee Verlag |
| Publication: | November 27, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
This is the annotated edition including the rare biographical essay by Edwin E. Slosson called "H. G. Wells - A Major Prophet Of His Time". In this delightful work Mr. Wells has run amuck through the crowded and already sufficiently turbulent highways of his contemporary world, and has bowled over very nearly everybody in sight, abroad and at home, from the Kaiser and Lord Morley and Lord Haldane and Mr. Henry James and Mr. Bernard Shaw and the militarists and the American public to Mr. Houston Stewart Chamberlain. Scarcely a head escapes, if it is at all in view; and even being dead does not save you from the joyous ferocity of Mr. Wells. Nor is any one too slightly conspicuous to hope for clemency at the hands of the bloodthirsty Mr. Wells—as you can see by observing the dreadful immortalization that has befallen an unfortunate gentleman named Osborn, who apparently writes pieces for the London Morning Post.
This is the annotated edition including the rare biographical essay by Edwin E. Slosson called "H. G. Wells - A Major Prophet Of His Time". In this delightful work Mr. Wells has run amuck through the crowded and already sufficiently turbulent highways of his contemporary world, and has bowled over very nearly everybody in sight, abroad and at home, from the Kaiser and Lord Morley and Lord Haldane and Mr. Henry James and Mr. Bernard Shaw and the militarists and the American public to Mr. Houston Stewart Chamberlain. Scarcely a head escapes, if it is at all in view; and even being dead does not save you from the joyous ferocity of Mr. Wells. Nor is any one too slightly conspicuous to hope for clemency at the hands of the bloodthirsty Mr. Wells—as you can see by observing the dreadful immortalization that has befallen an unfortunate gentleman named Osborn, who apparently writes pieces for the London Morning Post.
