Ancestry, Time, and the Intimacy of Being

Ancestry, Time, and the Intimacy of Being

By Pedro Blas González Ancestry and Time From what primordial field comes the seed that breathes life into me? I ponder about the thoughts and aspirations of my ancestors. In order to keep life in perspective, we must reflect about things that once were and are no...
John Lukacs: Reactionary, Not Conservative

John Lukacs: Reactionary, Not Conservative

By John P. McCarthy On May 6th I received an email that historian John Lukacs had died at the age of ninety-five. Looking up, I was startled to notice twelve of his books on the bookshelf immediately behind my computer. Such was the measure of the man that I wanted to...
The Third Tolkien on View

The Third Tolkien on View

By Michael Toscano When Mabel Tolkien died on November 14, 1904, in a diabetic coma, her two sons, Ronald and Hilary, twelve and ten years of age, were passed to the legal guardianship of Fr. Francis Xavier Morgan, a priest of the Birmingham Oratory, founded less than...
The Small and the Human, and ‘Free America’

The Small and the Human, and ‘Free America’

The Bookman is pleased to present this excerpt from a forthcoming book, Land & Liberty: The Best of ‘Free America’, which is edited and introduced by Allan C. Carlson, with a preface by Sir Roger Scruton. It will be published by the Wethersfield Institute. By...
From New York to Chartres with La Farge

From New York to Chartres with La Farge

By Stephen Schmalhofer Sixteen days before Willa Cather died she wrote to Sigrid Undset lamenting “the strange deterioration in human beings” evident in the desire of seemingly every American “to want to live in New York City, drink cocktails, and wear outrageous...
On the Rebuilding of Notre-Dame

On the Rebuilding of Notre-Dame

By James Atkins Pritchard The fire that burned in the very heart of Paris has now for a fortnight been put out. Each night the city’s great cathedral stands in the darkness, roofless but defiant, to greet—as it has at least three hundred thousand times—another dawn....