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    A Book Without A Title
    A Book Without A Title
    A Book Without A Title
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    A Book Without A Title

    By George Jean Nathan

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    PublisherArchive Classics
    Release dateNov 26, 2013
    A Book Without A Title
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    George Jean Nathan

    George Jean Nathan was born in 1882 in Fort Wayne, Indiana to midwestern parents of European Jewish ancestry. Six years later the family moved to Cleveland, Ohio. His father was a successful wholesaler in wines and spirits and provided the young Nathan with a good education that included tutors at home in addition to his local schooling. Two of Nathan's uncles played significant roles in contributing to his early interest in the theater. One was a theatrical promoter, the other a critic for the New York Herald and other publications. By the time he left Cleveland, Nathan had already witnessed performances by some of the most celebrated players of the era. He went on to attend university at Cornell, where he enjoyed the life of a clubman and excelled at fencing. After Cornell, Nathan studied in Italy before eventually settling in New York, where he was hired as a reporter at the Herald. Ill-suited to a reporter's beat, Nathan chose instead to focus his writing on the entertainment world.

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      BY THE SAME AUTHOR

      Another Book on the Theater

      Europe After 8.15 ( in collaboration

      with H. L. Mencken )

      Bottoms Up

      Mr. George Jean Nathan Presents

      In Preparation :

      The Democratic Theatre

      I Love You: A Reminiscence

      A

      BOOK WITHOUT

      A TITLE

      BY

      GEORGE JEAN NATHAN

      PHILIP GOODMAN COMPANY

      NEW YORK NINETEEN EIGHTEEN

      COPYRIGHT 1918 BY

      PHILIP GOODMAN COMPANY

      Titles of books: Decoys to catch purchasers—Chatfield.

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      Mademoiselle Ex

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