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I'hoto by Donald Biddle Keyes
"Tell me what you read and I will tell you what you are" is a paraphrase that Harrison Ford could quote to advantage; he finds his friends' libraries true indications of their characters.
What Every Fan Should Read
THE two greatest book collectors of the film world are Mary Alden and Harrison Ford. They do not collect nice leather-bound, Marie Antoinette "prop" affairs for the purpose of being photographed with them. Both are of the true literati. And Mr. Ford looks the part with his shell-rimmed sun glasses, always worn except when he is in the subdued coloring of his library, which is suffused with a mellow gold from parchment-shaded lamps.
"It's the only thing I want money for," he confessed in answer to my exclamation as I entered his library and beheld encircling me rare books, first editions, autographed copies and gems of the binder's crafts. Priceless collection! Certainly Harrison's literary upkeep is enough to keep him toiling. Those who know Harrison well — I believe there are two or three Mho know him fairly well — say that he has not the least ambition to be a star. He confessed the shameful fact to me. And he doesn't care about discussing pictures. He isn't a movie fan. But he is a bookworm. Among the first editions which I beheld at a casual glance were: Gulliver's "Travels," Rousseau's "Confessions," the 15 1 1 edition of Albrecht Durer's "Apocalypsis," "cum figuris with the Latin text" — a larger copy than that in the British Museum.
I asked him to prepare a bookshelf of "What Every Young Fan Should Read"— a rival to the Eliot and Roosevelt collections. He evaded.
"Let's not talk shop. I don't want to be interviewed. Take a look at this unexpurgated edition of Maupassant."
And then he placed beside me a slender liqueur filled with molten gold. Yes, there was everything but the loaf of bread, and that wasn't missed, because the books of verse were so many and so elegant.
Finally, flushed by — well, by the enthusiasm for his books — he prepared the following list of favorite masterpieces which he recommends to all who read. This is his ideal bookshelf of twenty volumes, and he swears he would carry them with him if he went to Mars or to — the place in the other direction. I shudder to think of how many times he's read each one — but I'm sure he'd welcome being shipwrecked on a desert island if he could take these precious volumes with him. This is Harrison Ford's bookshelf.
Shakespeare complete in a volume, "The Dove Press Bible," "Alice in Wonderland," Conrad's "Lord Jim," Butler's "The Way of All Flesh," "Gulliver's Travels,^ "Miscellany of a Japanese Priest," Kipling's "Kim," "Zuleika Dobson," Rolland's "Jean Christophe," Henry James' "Letters," Meredith's "The Egoist," Hardy's "Tess of the D'LJrbervilles," Autobiographv of Benvenuti Cellini, Dickens' "Pickwick Papers," Browning's Poems, Horne's "Tristram Shandy," Clemen's "Tom Sawyer," Mantzin's History of Theatrical Art, Kipling's "Just So Stories."