Henry P. Davison

by Thomas W. Lamont
[Harpers, $3.50]
IN this bright picture there are no shadows, and perhaps the portrait is all the more engaging on that account. Mr. Lamont sees his ‘friend and partner’ much as a boy sees his big brother coming home from school with all the prizes, happy, praised, triumphant. But ‘Harry’ Davison could never have brought home the Golden Fleece; he could not have turned so many discords into harmonics; he could not have rolled so many banks into one; he could not have changed a riot of individualism into a game of Follow My Leader; above all he could never have accomplished the miraculous organization of the largest, noblest charity our civilization has seen, if he had not been the self-devoted hero of Mr. Lamont’s enthusiastic description. After all, the whole truth about bankers may not be printed in the newspapers. Readers between the lines of the recent Morgan inquisition caught more than a solitary hint that, although bankers are not in business for their health, they sometimes contribute quite as much as reformers toward making business healthy. In the murky world of finance, perhaps, the torch which Harry Davison held aloft will never quite go out.
E. S.