Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1919-02-16

thor is to tell just enough about each
shrine to whet the hunger for more
IA hunger which. 1t IL hoped, Will
through centsrs where historic build
ings may be found, as in England.
when American visitors felt that
to make the rounds OF the cathedral
towns or the historic castles or the
homes and haunts-of great men and
women was a necessary part OF see
ing the tight little island"-and to
open their eyes to the fact that this
country, also, is rich in places of his
toric import, though few seem TO
know it. The way leads from the
land of the Pilgrims to New YORK.
where PATRONS and knickerbockers
flourished. and after that to Philadei-
phia; where Independence Hall noias
piece; to Virginia. the homes of long
gone cavaliers; to the south, with its
wealth of colonial history, and back
to New England, where the journey
closes at the Wadsworth LongfelioW
home, at Portland, Me-" The trip is
enriched with many illustrations,
Washington being honored win
picture of the Octagon House, IN
which Dolly Madison iavished hos
pitality in 1914.
HE EDGE OF THE QUICkSANDS,
BY Thomas Curtin. author of The
Land of Deepening Shadows etc.
New York: George II. Doran COM
pany.
The author gives with graphic SIM
plicity his personal opinions as to the
causes leading to the world war his
experiences throughout its years OF
conflict and summing OF Its results,
so far as his observations OF the past
will permit his reasoning out OF Inc
future. II is his belief that II the
world were entirely ruaterialistic Ger
many would have won because OF
her early scientific exploitation of all
things tangible She failed because
of the blindness with which she is-
nored the Compartments of other ma
lions involved. Each chapter palpi-
tates with individual life, and as
whole the book gives assurance OF It's
historic value to the literature OF
war which had its peremptory end
ing just after the writer had com
pleted his review.
UNDER SAIL. BY Felix Rosenberg.
illustrated. New York: The Mac
milan Company.
This yarn of the sea is reeled off
by an old salt who gives a rafting
good account of our maritime past
when mate had to be a seaman of
the highest ability to earn his two
dollars a day; when crews still sign
ed articles, when the physical COM
fort of voyage depended on whether
or not a ships officers were brutes
or humans and when commerce was
governed by canvas untrammeled by
the time limits set for steam
The advantages. financial and spirit
uaI, of present-day sea-goiHg are en-
phasized by the writer's personal story
of one of the last voyages around
Cape Horn in a wooden ship propelled
by sail alone-"a ship without a
donkey engine, a wooden Bath-built
packet at her prime in point of age
and upkeep."
The advance notes have been cash
ed by the boarding masters, who have
left the crew in tow of their crimps,
and, after deducting for board and
slops, the last remaining dollars have
been blown in on the Bowery under
the watchful eyes of the runners who
see to it that the men are delivered
on board"
Mr.. Riesenberg's story is not one
of horror, for the Fuller was manned
by fair-dealing officers, but every line
of every chapter supplies log of
literary excellence and facts that
seem grippfngly alive.