not complete it. Eccentrics and exotics An enthusiastic review in The New York Times of A Gallery of Eccentrics; or, A set of twelve originals & extravagants from Elagabalus, the waggish emperor to Mr. Professor Porson, the tippling philologer, designed to serve, by example, for the correction of manners & for the edification of the ingenious (1928) summarized by saying that "the author's fastidious sympathy invests [the twelve] with ironic but kindly humanity". A warm review by Romeyn Berry described the book "[revealing] the lives and vivacities of a dozen piquant individuals", all of whom were outclassed by the narrator, himself an invention of Bishop's, an "erudite, irascible don". The review concludes: Here's a book which, if you break it in tenderly and use it judiciously, will color in your hands like a good pipe and give you solace through many a long night. It's a volume, too, to present to any friend who has a nice discrimination in such matters as tobacco, jade, sound wines, lyric poetry, handsome women, and comfortable books. The Exotics: Being a Collection of Unique Personalities and Remarkable Characters (1969) profiled 21 more people who were unusual in some way. The review in The Boston Sunday Globe said that Bishop "has chosen a magnificent selection of kooks, eccentrics, hard-luck geniuses, or simply romantic figures, . . . and recounted vividly their zany careers"; that in The Indianapolis News said that "It may be that a few of the exotics are merely eccentrics, included to pad out the book, but the over-all effect is informative and pleasing." The Kirkus review of The Exotics described it as "A pride of little lions – many of them from Revolutionary times – in amiable when not admiring profiles which run about ten pages. . . . Mr. Bishop's style is elderly . . . and given to moralistic ruminations. . . ." Other writing In 1942, Bishop published the anthology A Treasury of British Humor. A review of this in Queen's Quarterly questioned some of the selections but observed that: Here we have an American who not only appreciates British humour, but has a subtle appreciation of it, so subtle an appreciation that we are almost afraid that neither he nor his subtlety will be fully appreciated by less subtle readers. But that will be their fault, not his. Orville Prescott was also surprised by the selection, "only [registering]