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To JAPAN 19) "the Short Route from SEATTLE WHOLE new world of alien art—strange sights, crowded days of vivid changeful pano- rama! Yokohama, Kobe, Shanghai, Hong Kong, Manila! A travel expe- rience best gained on the magnificent ‘‘President’” ships of the Admiral Oriental Line. If you are a prospec- tive traveler, investigate this trip. The cost is sur- prisingly low; Yokohama is only 11 days from Seattle; there is a sailing every 12 days. Next Sailings Are: President Madison - Oct. 17 Dec. 16 President McKinley- Oct. 29 Dec. 28 President Jackson - Nov. 10 Jan, 9 President Jefferson - Nov.22 Jan. 21 President Grant - 2 INI FOR! ATION BLA Please send Government Booklet giving travel fac considering a triptothe Orient CJ, to Europe ( »South America (), 1 would travel 1stClass O, ries If 1 go date will be about. Name Adres Admiral Oriental Line 17 State St. - -_ New York City 112 West Adams St., - Chicago, Ill. L._C. Smith Bldg. Seattle, Wash: 653 Market St., San Francisco, Cal. Dime Bonk Building, Petros Mich. U. S. SHIPPING BOARD 0 lowly a worm as a book not exempt from the laws of revolution. We have turned. With a pile of autumn publications before us as high as the price of ¢ them serious efforts on the part of author and publisher to add to the sum total of literature in the world, we deliberately | turned our back on the lot and selected a novel called “Zarah the Cruel,” by Joan Conquest (The Mz » Co). We selected it for various re: One was that Joan is the author of “Desert Love which we n read, and we nm read “The Shei ither, we sudden! s if our education had been neglec Another reason was that the frontispiece | of the book depicted a female (pre- |sumably Zarah) clad only in a bit of red | silk around the hips, and two tin sauce- | pans appropriately but perilously perched |abit higher. She was in the act of throw- ling a spear at somebody. We reflected | that perhaps if she had worn more clothes |she might have been in less danger of But we know nothing about the I, and there was the lady who visited St. Anthony. She was safe with even less on. So we decided to let our duty toward literature go hang, and h the Cruel.” il us to describe to you the superb, the thrilling, the overpowering fascination of that story. Zarah was the daughter of a Bedouin robber sheik and his beautiful Spanish wife. At fourteen, like Juliet, she was ripe. But there the similarity ceas She was so cruel that all the dogs—marvelous greyhounds—in the robber’s fastness hated her, and would have killed her at a word. When Yussuf refused to let her ride his Arabian mare into the desert, to hold up a caravan, she threw the best cut glass fruit dish into his face and put out his eyes. Then her father sent her to a finishing school in Cairo, kept by two gentle Englishwomen | for Europeans. yas nearly a finished school after she’d been there an hour. She began well by throwing a half chicken at the face of a girl who laughed at the way she ate But all this v s as the sound of falling water and sweet dulcimers to what happened when Zarah got home in and fell in love. She fell in love with a. six. foot Englishman, who ¥ already affianced to a lovely English girl. She captured both him and the girl, and when he refused to throw over his cée and wed | Zarah, crying in effect that | Britons never, never shall | be slaves, there was a simoon in the ace. It would have gone hard with the English pair had it not been for Yussuf. It appears that Arabs nurse | their revenge, and he had never become reconciled to having his ¢ put out with a cut glass dish. So in the midst of the uproar, he unleashed the dogs, after 20 THE TRUTH ABOUT WOMEN by Walter Prichard Eaton dragging one of Zarah’s discarded slippers over their noses. They made a wild dash for the throne, and all that saved h’s life was the fact that the dogs loved the English girl as much as they hated her. Helen whistled, and called them off, Yussuf later enabled the Nordie lovers to escape on swift dromedarics, Zarah, wild with rage, seized her spear and fol- lowed on the swift Arabian mare. Yussut then unleashed the uglie: vhound to follow her. Then her devoted Nubian, on his swift dromedary, followed the dog. Wi » dog as the dog was spring Zarah’s throat. He threw his spear so usly that it went right through the and killed Zarah, too. The Nordies -aped, and are no doubt in England by this time. What a superb movie this would make we cried, wrapt- in. admiration of the climax! Passionate celluloid k a chase over the Southern Calif brush, a heroine who can show portions of her epidermis! Then we grew more genuinely reflective. The author is a woman, we thought, Probably most of her readers are. Can it be the dear creatures would Like to be Zarahs, if they dared? We regret that we have not studied Freud more carefully. Wea RNED from “Zarah the Cruel” to “Deep Channel,” by Margaret Pres- cott Montague, the first novel published by the Atlantic Monthly Press. It, too, roused speculation. It is the tale of shy, timid, little spinster somewhere in a Virginia hill town, who has never ed call her soul her own till she meets a man just like her, who has the further impediment of a crushing wife. The up- shot is that they run off together, and in that one great act of self- assertion find happiness and as the novelists all say—“their own souls.” In the end, the man RUTH AND NAOMI Bible History Teacher (about this time of year)—What do you know about Naomi? Boy—Nothing much— exceptin’ Babe Ruth’s wife. that she’s comicbooks.com