22 DECEMBER 1944, Page 4

It is a strange coincidence that there should be such

a mortality among well-known writers—Philip Guedalla, Robert Nichols and Francis Yeats-Brown—within a week. Major Yeats-Brown was at one time assistant editor of this journal. He had some interesting idiosyncracies—if the cultiyation of Yoga should be so described— and commanded an admirable literary style. Bengal Lancer was his

best-known book—and, I think, his best.

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