Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-09-27

ship-untfl we, the white people, are familiar
with that old seeding ground we shall stand In
elf-diminished strength as part Of our own
country.
No. MIR. Bancroft was not indulging himself
In an adventure of high scholarship and in the
art of portrayal. He was preparing an in
valuable document for all of us to use in living
up to our part In the wellbeing of this great
commonwealth. Only a chapter Of national
history. can think of nothing, just now,
quite equal to it for service in the large sense,
service based upon unaSsailable facts of the
deepest significance. offered for our larger
comprehension and our more far-seeing CO.
operation.
PANS PARISH BY Louise Redheld Peattie.
New York: The Century Co.
A PURE evocation of Pagan beauty. Magic
N drawn out from those PARKWAY years when
the good god Pan, invited all the jewellers
within his kingdom to joy and music, to laugh
ter and love.
How do you suppose she did itP Louise Red
field Peattie, / mean. AS recall her around
this washington way, here Is 10th century
young woman and not a doubt about it. A
scientist also in high standing, at that. A
botanist in intimate acquaintance with tribes
and orders and cults and classes Of plant growth
and behaviors. knowing them all, too. by
family name, by given name. A glorifed bot
anist who to all the fine scientific stuff odds
q secret understanding with growing things Q
love for them and a way Of her own In telling
about them.
Then she went of to Provence, with "Don."
Up in q high corner Of that Incompatible quar-
ter OF France they came upon the hidden ham
let OF Fantosque. on by herself, one great
day, time fell away and there she stood, face
TO face, with the god Of Fantosque, with Pan
himself And he told her tales Of ancientry.
Three Of these she has here given to US. The
strange disappearance Of the young and lovely
Lady Amabel Travelling that way to forget the
death Of her very old and unlovahle husband,
Amabel stepping aside from her company, van
Bhed. Never heard from again. Never? What
about the lovely lady Of the vineyard few
years later-basket of grapes upon her hips,
children clinging to her skirts? Absurd! That
could not have been the Lady Amabel. Pan,
smiling, goes on to tell about Father Boniface
who came to FantoSque to save the people from
their sins. And these kindly and gracious peo-
pie were so beautiful in their wickedness that
the good Boniface lost his head completely try
ing to untangle goodness from evil And, happy
and harmless and lovable, without any mind at
all, the villagers demanded that the good Bons-
face be turned into a saint. And 1t was done.
Here Is q poet at work, and a lover Of nature,
and a scholarly woman whose vision Is as pre-
else in it's beautiful rightneSs at every point as
1t Is glowing and lovely throughout. previous
recapture Of the pagan spirit by way Of the
Summer Journey of a modern young woman TO
the ancient high-set hamlet of FantoSque.
HEALTH THROUGH WILL POWER. BY
James J. Walsh, M. D., Ph.D, author of
what Civilization Owes to Italy," etc. Bos-
ton: The Stratford Co.
IT'S just too bad that so fine budget of pro-
] feSsional knowledge and experience, that so
much Of understanding and plain good sense
as this book represents should fan so far short
Of its intent as it is bound to do. And all be-
cause its author himself falls short of the
omnipotence required to create human win for
distribution, bit by bit, among the spineless sons
of men, Man has no will none to mention. He
has only lamentations after the fact ac-
complished" th0t he had not trained himself
against just such G,saSter as the one upon him.
That which steps away from immediate DESIRE
no matter how hfe-giving nor how soul-saying
1t may be, that is the neglected thing
In spite of the fact that this man of great
ability and experience is, in the MAN, talking
against the wind, yet it may be that one, or
two, will stop and look and listen TO the good
sense Of daily living that is here so clearly and
so convincingly given. Assuming that, after
all, everyone has modcum Of will seated prim
and inactive in the darkened parlor Of his mind,
DR.. Walsh goes over that one IN his bodily and
mental possibilities to show hun that 1-tust
E-he would learn to fight himself into this or
that right attitude and behavior he would
finally, under his own spartan tutelage emerge
from himself stronger, happier and more
worthwhile man than he had dreamed himself
able to be.
After q general and open talk about habits
their beginnings and growth, the author passes
TO the common maladies under which we all
groan and lament, striving to enlist sympathetic
friends to another hearing of the cherished tale
when I Was in the Hospital" Before My
Operation" and so on in unbelievable variety
of approach and sef-disclosure. The doctor
talks about air and exercise and food. Not new
stuff. But newly put. He talks about coughs