Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-03-22

~ derers to whom the Goddess OF Ad-
venture beckons 50 inSistently that
- they turn their backs on home.
comfort and kindred and go out on the for
tune trail 1t has been written: "a rolling
stone gathers no moss" to which the born
adxenturer would probably reply by quoting
another maxim: "A tethered donkey never gets
fat" whichever statement is true, the rolling
stone win not mind for to him the lure out
ON the edge Of beyond is not wealth but adj
venture.
Up in the Yukon, far back In the interior
OF the real red Australia, on the beaten TRACK
in Canada and in the heart Of all the jungles
Of the world you viii find these men, filing
every day with adventure, gambling On the
weather or a gold strike with their lives and,
when they lose, either going out without COM
plant or struggling on to tight nature afresh
In some other cline. They belong TO the gen.
tdenen Adventures of today-these rolling
stones who cannot be happy under roof at
home-and sometimes We Of the stay-at-home
WOE7d who love to read their stories are aps
TO forget how much we owe to them for keep
ing our hearts young and taking us in imagina-
ton upon half q hundred glorious, pertloua
Journeys to half hundred deSolate lands we
shall probably never see.
Among an the rolling stones" whom the
Writers have met there are none more entitled
70 add the word ~adventurer~ TO their names
than two Scots, Robert and Alexander Mac
donald who have between them Travelled enough
OF the wild spots in search Of precious jewels,
gead, silver and other metals to m dozen
lives. Until they told few Of their adven-
lures IN books they were almost unknown out
side the Royal Geographical Society, for they
have both spent more years out On desert trails
than at home. But mention their names ct q
Sggh camp In the heart OF Australia, or high
Up the Peace River in Canada, or in the
junglcs Of New Guinea, and you VIII find they
are as well known there as the members Of
the British government. There they have adj
ventured, thirsted, hungered and fought the
demon, Sun; there they have met and talked
with other men who. in the face Of great
hardship, have opened up new wealth and new
trails.
EOR when these rolling stones set out into
the unknown, lured on by the whisper Of
the magic word ~gold,S the adventure some
times ends with the establishment of q new
venturers wealthy, and with the others push
ing On, unlucky but undaunted to the next
spot on the map where rumor says adventure
Is waiting.
Robert Macdonald belongs to the latter group.
Time and again he has turned his back upon
fortune, aware that IL he should stay good luck
might turn him into ordinary business
man at home. And, having sampled the for
tune trail, he prefers q blanket under the stars
to Life in the most palatial home ever built.
He knows more about the British Empire-the
real empire stin unmapped and unpeopled-
than any government official who ever lived; so
much that he could sit down in comfort and
write books which would stir the heart. He
has written one or two, but he cannot rest taE
long at home. A story in a newspaper Of q
find" out in some bush country that he hnaNS
better than Piccadilly Circus lures him out to
@seSwilderness again. Or his brother Alexander
sends him news Of new route he has dscov-
cred through some region Of head hunters
Then Robert Macdonald remembers some OLD
adventure and feels the urge to seek a new
one, and knows that he must hurry II he IS *
catch the next boat for somewhere-no mates
where-so long there is nothing but cora
shore, palms or jungle, where it may b
found
An adventure, perhaps, like his amazing
journey through the unknown heart of New
GNinea with a party Of gold seekers as hard.
ened to the trail as himself
Here is the story. You won't find 1t In an!
government report, because the real stories