The Cabell case belongs to comedy in the grand manner. For fifteen years or more the man wrote and wrote-good stuff, sound stuff, extremely original stuff, often superbly fine stuff-and yet no one in the whole of this vast and incomparable Republic arose to his merit-no one, that is, save a few encapsulated enthusiasts, chiefly somewhat dubious. It would be difficult to imagine a first-rate artist cloaked in greater obscurity, even in the remotest...