Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-07-30

By the Booklorer.

| Inc QemdnQ LOT the prdctlCdl per-
vades all parts OF life--religion, edu-
cation. art and literature as well as
industry. Some authors still write
to please themselves. with regard
only to what they conceive to be
their art; others frankly pay some
attention to the tastes of the book
buying public. 1t Is still possible to
find books Of travel, we'll written,
with appreciation and imagination,
which make no mention of distances,
costs, train, boat and motor sched-
ules, but are so full of charm and
poetry that their descriptions make
1t almost a mistake to see the real
lplaces. Other books, well written.
too, are less idealistic, more stimu-
lating to endeavor, more practical.
Typical of the former kind of travel
book are two of the little volumes,
published in the COS, of William Win
ter. who was for years dramatic
critic of the New York Tribune. "Old
Shrines and Ivy" and shakespeare s
England" In the company of these
books we may browse and dream in
Great Britain, without thought of
time. money, food, beds or fellow hu-
man beings All that matters is that
the waves break Into flying masses
land long WreathS of silver foam on
the cliffs of Cornwall; that the Ian
tern tower of Ely rises from the
green and golden plains OF cam
bridgeshire," the old Saxon fen
country; that the "sea-mews sport"
over the Moray Firth on the way
from Inverness to the battlefield OF
Culloden Moor; that the quaint
churches and many other moldering
relics of the past in London are
haunted with associations that never
can perish out OF remembrance.
Living people and living problems are
forgotten while we sit on the fire
side settle in Anne Hathaway's cot
tage at Shottery, after walking across
the fields from Stratford; or cross
blasted heath" in the Scotch High
lands where Macbeth might have met
the weird sisters; or stand on the
beach near Southampton where King
Canute gave his command to the
unheeding waves; or turn aside from
the pathway near the Church OF the
Inner Temple to look down upon the
grave of oliver Goldsmith; or read
C,ray's "Elegy" near his grave in
Stoke Pogis churchyard; or linger In
the house in Highgate, London, wnere
Co!eridge used to entertain Charles
Lamb and Wordsworth.
An excellent book of the other type.
the practical travel book, is From
Corsair to Riffian,' by Isabel Ander-
| son Mrs. Larz Anderson. The au-
thor begins her introduction: 1--WE
motored two months and longer
through Morocco, Algeria and Tu-
nisia, travelling rapidly and covering
more ground than the average per-
son does" and then she tells just
| how she managed to cover more
| ground and to do it very comfort
ably. She believes "a party of four
with light luggage, two motors and a
guide" to be the best way, and made
arrangements for the motors and the
guide with one of the largest and
most reliable tourist companies. Her
party travelled about hundred and
fifty miles a day and made many
one-night stops; they found beds and
food good almost everywhere. though
admittedly better in some places than
in others. She warns that March
and April or else early Autumn
months are the best time for North
African travel, as rain and cold
and heat and dust even worse Sum-
mer ones. She found closed car de-
sirable at any season, for all the rea-
sons which are causing closed cars
| TO dlSplace open cars everywhere.
| FOR trips across stretches of the
desert a six-wheeled desert motor Is
obtainable, and drive over shifting
sand dunes Is real adventure" An
appropriate, simple outfit of clothing
Tor a woman is indicated, with
| especial emphasis on a warm coat
and the injunction, Take little or no
JeWelry." Instead of jewelry and
many changes of garments, a medi.
cine kit should find a place in the
motor. In the kit should be ouinine.
as tnere Is much malaria; aspirin and
mustard plasters for colds, iodine and
pandages, because the dust and dirt
are SO prevalent that infection is
more than likely" and an eve wash
also because of the dust and dirt
| Unboiled water and milk and salads
should be avoided because of the sus.
ceptiollity of foreigners to dysentery.
Alglers. the only stop for the largest
ana pest steamers, lis quite the pleas,
of time" ~
After this preliminary and very
usetul information Mrs. Anderson
.Ins oI her trip, which was full of
! pleasures, many of them unexnected
She landed at Algiers, the Iair ne
the corsair," which from the stea noer
resembles pearl set in emeralds a
white city with snow-tipped noun.
Jams looming In the distance i.
| "nlle the green and cultivated land
| curves around and forms a huge
crescent that dips into the crystal
sea" The motor trip from Algiers TO
Fee in Morocco, over the "Sultan's
Way" led along palisades high above
the sea, through tunnels, past pretty
| villas perched on rocks or green hill
SIDES. down into ravines where vine.
| yards and farms thrive on the alluvial
soil, over treeless, rolling, cultivated
| plains, over grazing country, and gray
stretches Of desert. At Fee, city of
old ivory" she was the guest of Gen.
de Chambrun at French Army head
quarters and dined with the grand
! V1Zler and visited his harem. From
| Fee, by way of an ostrich farm and
q prlmeval cork forest, she came to
| Rabat, to the northeast Of which lie
the Riff Mountains, home OF the re-
Gently famous Abd-elKrim. Beyond
| the northern mountain line, where it
dips down to the Mediterranean, lies
Tangiers, nearly opposite Gibraltar"
The interior of Algeria Mrs. Ander-
son calls the "Granary of France" and
the Saraha, which she crossed, "the
land of thirst" The desert journey
was the climax of the trip and was
amply prepared for and entirely sue
cessful. Five Of us, our chauffeur
and all our luggage besides, were piled
into the desert motor, which carried,
In addition, spades, mating and a