All-Story Weekly, March 1, 1919 — page 182: what you’re looking at

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common sense and keep it. But all the promoters of this safe and sane success— | your ideal of life is a sufficiency of creature comforts, take the middle road of bankers, schoolmasters, vestrymen, and grandparents—will never be able to ex- tinguish the divine fire of romance in the heart of a born adventurer. One who sees west of the sun and east of the moon would rather enlarge his heart in the wilds of an African jungle or pick his way across the trackless snows of the north than to wrap himself in eider-down conventional comforts, while his will grows soft and his muscles atrophy. Every corner of this world holds out rich returns in enlarged experience and fascinating fun for men of action who can stake their claim and work it. If circumstance more than conscience makes men tame animals, robbing us of initiative and converting us into orthodox brokers and bakers and fainily builders, we never fully strangle the call of the winds and the wave. In the stimulating experi- ence of others we vicariously satisfy our passion for the primitive. We are all in debt to the great adventurers of fiction who have carried us imaginatively where our feet could never reach. To every desk and domestic slave, surfeited with the daily grind, fed-up with the safety of the middle of the roadway of life, we commend the brilliant two-part story which opens in next week’s ALL-Story \WEEKLY— THE YELLOW LORD BY WILL LEVINGTON COMFORT This finished story, by one of America’s most distinguished writers, takes place - on the island of Pandifao, and carries you into the very heart of a Chinese mystery, where the brains of an American and a Britisher are pitted against an enemy within the gates, supported by the Island Malays. Here the Yellow Lord, surrounded by the circumstance of an Oriental potentate, was making his last stand for the perpetuation of a system which carried the profits of the Tsui Tsing Trading Company, not only into China, but into England as well, and did not hesitate to debase the bodies and the souls of the Chinese tea-gatherers in the process. Comfort, who can always be trusted to pass over the prosaic and to touch only the dramatic, has here woven a'‘tale that from the first moment of Jack Bowditch’s notice of the advertisement in the North China News to the culmination of his sojourn in the island of Pandinao is replete with that realistic romance, which, while it satisfies the passion of the heart for adventure, at the same time feeds the mind with the ma- tured observations of a man who has thought as well as adventured. Don’t miss the opening. We can promise you a rich\reward for your pains, and at the same time, we beg to remind you, here is a dollar and a half book which you will get for twenty cents, and weeks before the book itself appears. 5 4 a4 7 ECHANICALLY we repeat the formulas we water” falls trippingly from the budding sociolo- have been taught to accept as the wisdom _ gist, and they go on to manufacture uplift sirup of the race, and as mechanically we dismiss them for home and foreign consumption. No one for all practical purposes. ‘ Blood’s thicker than wants to throw stones at the misguided but per- - 524 ee ty Pe iy, 4 ig Riv ls iy " ied biel dahihs CaM itt: | " fe 1. tei vital Re ae - (rf / de i ie