Evening star., 1925-10-11
IDA GILBERT MYERS.
THE CHICKEN WAGON FAMILY.

AAC NAASnIN "hoOX~ CANnAAA' .
BY Barry Benefited. New York:
The Century Co.
A CHARMING and joyous story
~ Of adventure. And these
~ amazing happenings to the
1 \ Fippany family would never
have been, save for the am.
bition of that masterful woman. Mrs.
Fippany. tippany himself and their
little Addie loved the chicken wagon
life. Who wouldn't? All day riding
around the country gathering UP
chickens and eggs for tho town mar
kets, paying for them in oils AMI
liniments and gewgaws and things.
All night sleeping under the stars
with other happy, homeless things.
But Mrs. Fippany was that too com.
mon invention, the restless woman.
When woman is that way the rest
may as well give up; she keeps go
eternally at It.
SO Fippany gave up. And that is
how they happen to be on the trail
from Texas to New York in the
chicken wagon drawn by pair of
trim little mules that know as much
as some whole families. Fippany
said that if Josephine wanted q town
he'd see to 1t that she had the biggest
one there was. When they were
about to set out Jim Pickett came
along. This was the way OF it with
Jim. Here was a college man. with
all out-of-doors in his heart and in
his head no real call for the tradt.
tional uses Of scholarship. And one
night out under the full moon Jim
talked the matter over to himself
He asked himself where young
bachelor Of arts should go, since he
alone. The. answer was that he
rolled up his blanket and set out
along the road that looked the longest
and had the most moonlight on II"
Then Jim fell In with the chicken
wagon family. He would. That was
written in the stars, as they say. For
his keep along the great trek Jim
taught .Addie spelling and the multi.
plication table, foretaste of the ''ad-
vantages" upon which Josephine had
harped when trying to pry Ftppany
ness. \ beautiful and enviable
vagrancy, that journey 10 New York.
An uproariously amusing, and touch
ing. entrance to the big town did this
astonishing fa milv make. You'll love
IL and you'n go right along with them
up 10 that inspired find, a condemned
engine house, where. under the kind
ly blindness Of the precinct man, they
promptly set up their lares and sta
5led the mules in a good corner and
otherwise settled themselves to the
making of Il home.
Only the beginning Of the enrranc-
ing adventure. this. And you must
not, through officious tattling, be
cheated of your rightful original
taste Of ensuing events. Jim Pickett
tells the story, really some years
after the capture of New York by the
Fippanys. when Jim has taken or
some years and 4 deal of melancholy
and good job at newspaper work
Jim has reasons for feeling low in
his mind and these he gives in 4
spirit Of trustful confidence that no.
body in the world could resist Youll
know more about that later. In the
meantime you will, ever SO often.
EFT in the absorbing life OF Fippany
and the little girl and Nine. Ftp
pany. You'll like Fippa ny-an aston
ishins fellow, even in New York, a
bit OF a scamp maybe. but good new
ertheless. II you have any doubt.
just remember the night before the
little mules We're to be sold Fippany,
with them down IN the stable. putting
the whole heartbreaking up to God.
WneIe certainly SuCU matters belOng.
Jim's story would be a sad one
We're 1t not for subsequent events
and were II not for the whole Joyous
essence that appears inpervious 10
any sadness. A beautiful hour for
you, reader. lies in this cleverly con-
ceived bit of originality that Is
dressed in the very garments Of fit.
ting roma nee.
ROCKING MOON. BY Barrett VII.
louchby, author Of Where the
sun Swings North" New York.
G.. p. Putnams Sons.
THIS adventure takes you-quite
literally takes you--to group. of
lonely islands offshore from Alaska.
And upon them you will find living
both the original Aleuts and certain
descendants of those Russians who
discovered and settled these isla nds.
These have produced a. new blend of
blood in a slightly different strain
from either of the parental sources.
A wild place, whose wildness takes
hold of you. a place. too, whose at
mosphere is that of many strange and
ancient customs, melting into the
present out Of a long past Russian
religious ceremonial and propitiatory
homage of the native Aleut. And this
alien atmosphere soaks into your
feelings. Indeed. the very clear dis.
Of this romance Of the North