Further Pocket Cartoons. By Osbert Lancaster. (Murray. 2s. 6d.)
OSBERT LANCASTER is almost certainly the war's best cartoonist, and his latest book is well worth its modest 2s. 6d. We watch with delight the rebuke administered to the smug Billy Brown (" I don't care, sir, if you're Mr. Brown of Timbuctoo, if I want to stand in the doorway I shall "), and the beaky matron instructed, on flag-day, to dress up as Florence Nightingale and sing in Berkeley Square. Mr. Lancaster has a nice line in lumpy Germans, grinning Italians, and exquisite Orientals. The English do not escape his satire, from those who think hunting in these days has a propaganda value, to the corpulent invalids—" To coin a phrase Doctor, I feel as if someone were driving a wedge into my bulge," and the optimists who are convinced that the tread of the enemy's elephants is wearing out. Mr. Bateman's sneezing women pale before these portentous imbeciles, and Mr. Low rarely evokes such satisfying chuckles. We look forward with delight to the next collection of Mr. Lancaster's effigies.
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