ABSTRACT
James Stevens has written of him, “The formalists may find as many faults with his work as with Dreiser’s, but none of them can successfully deny that it is powerfully original and true. It has the beauty of a great force honestly used.” There is, I think, great truth in that, for the beauty in Tully’s writing is not the tiring literary pseudo-beauty of the writing of men who feel literature under the delusion that they are feeling life, but a beauty driving and ecstatic in its muscular imperfections.
George Jean Nathan
