By TheodorSeuss Geisel '25. New York: Random House.1953.520 pp. $2.50.
Cook books are selling furiously these days and while this book is concerned with how to scramble eggs, the method would be difficult to follow and the final result something that only Dr. Seuss could imagine. Not even the eager, inexperienced bride would consider beans, ginger, prunes and figs as tasty additions to scrambled eggs. It might make a difference if she could include the eggs of the Single-File Zummzian Zuks or the Stroodel (Who's sort of a stork but with fur like a poodle).
Skipping the Christmas season this year, Dr. Seuss has moved forward to Easter. To be sure the only connection with Easter is Eggs, the book is full of them. Large and small, in varied colors, but still Eggs, and still Egg-shaped. The birds who lay them are as delightfully fantastic as one could expect and are another welcome addition to the series of incredible creatures already in captivity between book covers. Audubon never saw such birds, so that every ornithologist will want a copy just in case he happened to see a Twiddler Owl or a Grice.
The illustrations are mated to a minor epic poem with superb meter. Dr. Seuss needs no rhyming dictionary. When the right word is not immediately at his pen point, he creates one. None of your Ogden Nash phonetic wonders but new words, having no connection with any other, living or dead. It makes sense for these new words belong to those birds not found in "Land birds east of the Rockies." Miraculously the names of the birds match perfectly with their picture. Poem and illustrations blend to make a satisfactory whole. Though Fanny Farmer and Audubon have set different standards in their respective fields Dr. Seuss is undermining both of them. For happy, nonsensical chuckles, this is the book of the spring season.