Evening star., 1932-03-27

widely sourced in practical matters and letters
too, for illustration and expansion of points
in hand.
Yet there is something unsatisfying here.
Perhaps this effect rises from oversimpli-
fication of the formula used. Here it is: On
this hand. the utter incapacity of Henry Ford.
On that one, a succession of miracles working
externally, in behalf of Fords fortune and fame
The bulk OF the vigorous discussion goes to
show that Henry Ford is no inventor, no bust
ness man. That he is neither an organizer nor
an administrator. Not q leader certainly
That he does not stimulate others to thought
nor inspire them to action. He Is irascible in
temper, petty in reactions, incapable Of max
ing friends, but a genius indeed, in making
enemies. There are breaks here and there,
for a miracle of ON the other hand, to pile
up few millions Of dollars and set new plants
to action. But the author speedily slips back
TO the business of proving discomfort and ha-
tired among the Ford workers and Of rounding
of a full measure of tragedy" for Mr.. Ford
himself. That to the hero Of this tale, but
to the writer it is adventure joyous one at
that. pleasant joke over Mr. FOrd's missed
geography lesson. An amusing farce about
little David crossing the seas to slay the Go
Hath Of European war. vision of the White
House for the motor-man is quite too mirth
ful And when Mr.. Ford turns antiquarian
and buys up Wayside Inn-but why continue
when it Is obviously clear that Henry Ford
is mere p1aything of the gods Of gold. Midas
come to life? The author accords his subject
one thought-just one thought OF account
that of the cheap car and the good car within
reach of every. man IN the country. It's de
velopment, however, lies outside the tragic lin
itations of Henry Ford.
A half-study, inadequate and therefore m-
fair In effect not considerable.
DRUMS OF DAMRAIA By H. Bedford
Jones. Covici-Friede, Publishers
SOL. HAITI. France, England, Spain warning
over this foothold in the Caribbean Tous-
saint L'Ouverture.
Suggests lesson in history Pure adventure
instead. Bound to be that from the day when
that budget of old paperss came to the hand of
the good yarn spinner, Bedford Jones' Prob
ably 1t was the true signature Of L'Ouverture
lying before him that really set him of upon
this enterprise Of sheer excitement.
To nound such promising material into
drama the author engages Paul O'Donnen in
the business of going to Haiti in search Of a
brother who, years before, had been lost In
one Of the revolutions that constituted staple
product OF the island. The story opens as
O'Donnell's ship nears the shore From that
moment ON there is neither rest nor pause
Only swift shifts, instead, from one sort of
hazard to another Treaehery, intrigue, politi-
Cd& nksibitsoi1o sssto k&fe 0flSC1upulOuS ways
thereof. Voedoo mystery steals oaat from the
jungle or beats weirdly within it. the drums
Of Dambala. The snake god and even more
to be feared a woman incompatible and de-
structtve Exotic, barbaric gorgeous, the be-
wildering adventure carries with it, neverthe-
less. q fascination and q credibiiity which pay
high tribute to the basic sense of artistry and
structure under which Mr. H. Bedford-Jones
carries wholly unbelievable to-do safely over
into the domain of complete acceptance and
into as fun an enjoyment Of remarkable tale
Of adventure
A DOG NAMED CHIPS. BY Albert Payson
Terhune author of My Friend, the Dog"
etc. New York: Harper 81 Bros
DLEASANT, even imperative, to get out of it
now and then, to go or with the dogs in
stead And not better one can be found
for such easement than this dog, Chips the
one right here. First Chips has no pedigree
TO keep clean and dressed up. That helps
Ped1grees must be nuisances, even to the canine
tribe. Chips has no manners That helps, too.
Manners are merely series of pesky inhibitions
that interfere with almost any interesting thing
one wants to do. The moralist tells U.S. me
and Chips. that good maners are merely kindly