Evening star., 1927-11-06

clearings. Exploration is too formal
and stilted a word to apply to Mr..
Mason's intercourse with these
mountains. Rather has he lived with
them many years in friendship and
understanding. 1t Is out or sucn lei
lowship that this book has grown.
Here are long periods within the
forest itself where bears still live
with no hint. apparently, that an
ominous thing called civilization is
hrooding lust beyond the trees. Here
are meeting with the settlers, a
people as unlike those not far away
as if they had never been Oh the
same common stock of European
home seekers on this side of the
Atlantic. There are stories or an
earlier time-Cherokee legends. OF
witches within the deep wood Oh
riflemen and of thousand other III
terests belonging to a pace tnat'
reading about it. seems somethlne
like enchantment itsen, mos,
entertaining story of lettering ana
evnlorinC Of finding out things for
ones self about the wooded noun
tains and a book, besides, that IS
hacked with facts, information. news
from this nearby point of isolation
and retreat. An abundance OF photo
graphs. and a map as well. help the
tavt i'm snecial point or characters
tio featuras. The whole is a treat
| for leisure going about by way OF
the book youte, most delectaoie way
of all.
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THE OOD-CUTTERS HOUSE:
Nv Robert Nathan, author OF
| autumn" etc. Indianapolis: Inc
| pot1bS Merrill Co.
rs Cinderella a fairy tale? Certainly
it is one of the Oldest ana one OF
the best beloved stories in the world.
| So we'll loved for good reason, too.
since To see. the humble exalted. to
see the iowly uplifted, is theme of
! which the human never does grow
| tired In n way "The Wood-Cutter'
House" is the story of Cinderella.
| Not one Of such glorious fulfilment
as that old story-a prince, a car
rage and such lovely things--but
here, too, is a little girl with just
about nothing at all to make into
happiness, except Musket. her dog
And one day, lonely, save for Musket
the two of them walked away sc
far that when they turned to go
home, which was no home at all
they came upon a cabin in the woods
i
Young one. And right there within
that forest hut a new life began fol
the little Cinderella, whose real name
is Metable. Nothing splendid came Il
PASS there, except happiness, and thi
grew out of nothing more beautifu
than keeping the little house clean TO
the two men folks, nothing more thar
bringing some order out of the natu
raj disorder that men make in mouse
ANY man in any house. The yer!
simplest of stories and one of the old
est. That, maybe, is what makes 1t 81
welcome and SO beautiful-that 1T !:
about the simplest and the oldes
thing in the world.
ADVENTURES IN ARABIA. B!
w. Z. Seabrook. Illustrated. New
York: Harcourt, Brace & Co.
A n author must be more interesting
"A than his book, however absorb
ing that book may be. Indeed. IL
| proportion to it's power and appea
so must his own qualities surpas
that which as author he puts ou
into the world. Take the case of thi
man Seabrook, writer Of the volum'
in hand. AS a lad he used to gorge
himself on 1.-The Arabian Nights" ant
Marco Polo. Between such lusty
feelings he became sort of huntel
| of the Arab wherever he might b.
found in the western world-in New
| York. in Paris and other where. HI
learned the language of the Arabian!
from street men, venders, cooks
scholars. whatnot. Not yet satisfied
he, as q young man, betook himself
| to Arabia. There. in so far as thi'
was possible, he became an Arab
Moslem. too. living the life of tina
place and state. Hardly any othel
adventurer of whom we know ha'
so far submerged himself in an aliel
situation as has this Seabrook man
This book. a big one. is packed will
incidents from that strange out-far
ing. with first -hand views of tn.