Judge — November 3, 1923 — page 22: what you’re looking at

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East Horizon 'HE United States Government main- tains two express passenger services tothe Orient—oneover the Short Route from Seattle, the other on the Sunshine Belt from San Francisco by way of Hono- lulu. There are five 21,000 ton oil burn- ing President ships, 535 feet in length, in each service, offering unexcelled ac- commodations. Theservicefrom Seattle is operated by the Admiral Oriental Line with a sailing every twelve days; the ser- vice from San Francisco by the Pacific Mail Steamship Company with a sailing every fourteen days. Ports of call are Yokohama, Kobe, Shanghai, Hong Kong and Manila. Investigate the low rates and wonder- ful travel opportunity offered by these services. Admiral Oriental Line The Short Route from Seattle 11 State Street . . New York City 112 West Adams St. . . Chicago L. C. Smith Bldg. . . Seattle, Wash, Pacific Mail S. S. Co. The Sunshine Belt via Honolulu from San Francisco 508 California St. San Francisco, 503 South Spring St. Los Angeles, 10 Hanover Square + New York Managing Operators for U. S. SHIPPING BOARD Send the Coupon NOW Ger the illustrated booklets on the Orient and descriptions of the accommodations on the great U. S. Government Ships. Please specify whether you would travel from San Francisco or from Seattle. v INFORMATION BLANK To U.S. Shipping Board Infor. Office _C2388 hington, D.C. Please send without obligation the U.S. Gov- ernment Booklet giving travel facts. I am considering a trip to the Orient From Seattle From San Francisco 0. Name. Address \ THE JACKET of Edith Wharton’s new novel, ““A Son at the Front,” we read that bner’s have printed from special type desi . Bruce Rogers, and the type distributed after two hundred copi “Ethan Frome” (the very name is cold as a Berkshire winter!) is a great story, one of the written by an American. Bruce is one of our three or four best living prin The book deserves his type, and his type deserves to be used for such a book. If you collect books at all, you should hasten to get this edition of Mrs. Wharton’s masterpiece. s for “A Son at the Front’”’—well, it is issued five years too late. The bubble has burst. I" ANYBopy ever buys a book becau ¥ it is good (or because we say it is bad), we would be no less surprised than gratified. However, somebody may have bought “Kai Lung’s Golden Hours” ago. If anybody did, he will now ad to hear that Ernest Bramah, the author, has a second book, “The Wallet of Kai Lung,” just published by Doran. This trip Lung gets captured by a brigand, and has to story-tell his way to freedom. Lin Yi, the brigand, vy escorting him politely to the robbers’ den, “Precede tne, therefore,” he said, “to my mean and uninviting hovel, while I gain more honor than I can reasonably bear by following closely in your elegant foot- steps, and guarding your Imperial person with this inadequate but heavily loaded weapon.” That final twist is an excellent example of the author's humorous method. The whole book of fantastic tales is good to read aloud—that is, if anything is good to read aloud. If de Wolf Hopper imper- nated Kai Lung, we think we could stand it for an hour or more. T Last we have discovered who writes **What the Well Dressed Man Will Wear.” It is, we are sure, Kathleen Norris. We have been reading her latest book, “Butterfly” (Doubleday Page and Co.), and on page 12 we came upon the following: “*His clothes, even this village girl could see, were perfection. The big dark red coat was belted, the big gloves were a greenish yellow, the hat had at the back a small flat bow that Hilary had never seen on any other man’s hat, and was titled at an angle an inch or two more daring.” Sounds to us as if those glove: jSearsroebuck skin, but our education always was neglected, and Mamma never let us play with the belted coat boys, who used to warm the sidewalk in front of the drug store “Butterfly” is rather a sad come-down from Mrs. Norris’s last novel. It sounds a bit as if she wrote it long ago. But, like a John Golden play or Royal Baking Powder, it is “pure.” The heroine who her husband for love of a Russian jan, confines her adultery to a men- 20 WHAT THE WELL READ MAN WILL WEAR by Walter Prichard Eaton tal state, and the good ladies who read The Pictorial Review are saved from con- tamination, while being pleasantly stinn- Some da: re going to write an on the style of story so often printed in wome he almost-but- not-quite s Older readers will re- member certain connotations of the word, teaser. TT" MOST IMMORAL book of the season is out—“A Laugh a Day Keeps the Doctor Away,” by Irvin Cobb (Doran). It consists of some hundreds of Cobb's favorite stories, and it is destined to keep thousands of after-dinner speakers going this winter who would otherwise be forced to sit down, We don’t mind Cobb's running munitions factory to supply his own needs, because he can tell a story better than almost anybody we know. But he has no right to supply munitions to others who are unfit to use them. It’s going to be a terrible winter, boys. Do you remember the one about the hot weather? The man from Arizona said out his way he saw a coyote chasing ack rabbit, and they were both walk- ing. Then there was the man who in- quired, in a New England city, where the Second Presbyterian Church was. “Mister,” answered the man he ask “T don’t even know where the first one is. And then there were the two drunks But we have no grudge against the doctor or the public. We refuse to repeat any more. If you feel an attack of after- dinner oratory coming over you, however we advise a dose of this book, as probably the least painful both for you and your fellow-diners. Dereon CanFIELp, in an introduction to “Raw Material” (Harcourt, Brac and Co.), says quite truthfully that an intelligent observer of life can get ina flash what the ordinary novelist requires ten pages to convey. This is only an- other way of saying that most novels and stories are too long, however, and not necessarily that they are superfluous. Bridge lamps. comicbooks.com