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.« until he & had no intention of putting on shoes and socks felt cooler.. And he didn’t. He went Oflm'ayupmumveuoppednnvfl- lage where some cattle and mules were taken aboard. The mules, as is not unusual, proved refractory and they resisted being loaded. A twitch, therefore, was put about each animal’s nose, and they were thus led up the gang plank, . That there was some. unifiecessary roughness used with the an x : but it wasianything -but extreme, Nevertheless, 7 who hed “been watching, ‘'made for . his stateroom “with ‘tears running down his checks, sdying he could not stand seeing the, “Hi ’to the nocse. He. wasn't exactly mad, but he was extremely eccentric, and who can draw the line between the two? ‘We remained at Manaos for some time, and when we left for the upstream journey we were accompanied by sevéral secret service men as- signed by the Brazilian police to assist us. These worthies had, I believe, been *“szen” by the Peruvian consul at Manaos; for we invariably found, upon our arrival at any town in-which we suppesed our criminals to be, that they had decamped shortly before. We chased them all over tha Amazon. We actually saw them once. - ".{“ as we were putting into Remate de Males | ever, when we went to Nazareth to denounce their presence there. - . ‘How hopeless ths whole business was may be shown by the fart that Julio Arana—the managing director of the Peruvian Amazon Co.—was subsequently elected Senator. His brother-in-law—Pablo Zumaeta—was made _-Soliyor “of lquitos, and an individual named Aguero—of whomt more anon-—was.inade chief . of polict-at Iquitos. Arana and Zumaeta were under indictment for conspiracy and several other crimes at the time Casement and I were on-the Amazon, and Aguero was under indiét- ment for no less than 14 murders! For weeks we chased about the Amazon, ac- complishing nothing and finally Casement pro- ceeded to Iquitos, where he had a few more weeks of failure at trying to bring eriminals to justice. He then returned to England, while I set about once more trailing fortune. I was wondering what my mext move would be, when I met Julio Arana, the managing director of the Peruvian Amazon Company. He was as strikingly handsome a man as I have ever seen—a man whose all the gentlemanly attributes that one could desire. PFurthermore, his long experience in - positions of authority had given him an air of dignified importance that suited his handsome 8ppearance and his suave manner to perfec- tion. It is rare that men are more impressive than was Julio Arana. - He knew, of course, of my association with . Casement. Every one along the upper Amazon Bars were on every oomer Roulette wheels clicked merrily thrc;ugh the night. The humblest rubber gatherer could, wigh : lListle effort, earn $25 a day. Formerly, many o f them never saw that much money in a year. knew about ft, and furthermore, my name had been mentioned several times in London Reviews of New Books failed. Often they failed. But the eyes of this man were keen and his heart was deeply un- derstanding of the common man. And so he talked about these failures and why they hap- pened,ighe-vum Often heé told stories "“fo make’ his meaning both clear and personal, . And, it turns out, that his philosophy, his “way -of life” is set down in no more than only a few sentences of love and understanding about menfeqtn(mupolmhermenorotherdmple “folks. And it has endured. Here in “On the Up and Up” is a philosophy that Bruce Barton picked up off the busy streets of a great city, aahngtbehlshw-yotgohg!roqphuio place to mect the demands of his own active career. Not a philosophy? Well, all right. But . it is “a way of life,” telling what to do at about every turn. Telling what to do in the 5 w;y'of_ the friendly approach, the fair deal, the ready understanding, the half-way meeting, the prompt return. Under all sorts of titles—not -one of which sounds a bit like “philosophy”— we set out with reading “On the Up and Up.” And in no time at all we meet ourselves along the “way” plumpsd right up in the face of a problem. A simple problem, very likely. John 8mith—or you or I—is not likely to be mis- taken for Caesar or Napoleon or such like, by Providence. So we are confronted by matters of our own size. Like “hard times,” say, or “fool speeches” or “hard-bolled” friends, or “boll weevils” or a thousand other afflictions reserved for the commonalty, for the you and me. And in such crises, take a word here and there from Bruce Barton—an upstanding, crisp, quick-speaking fellow who hits the nail on the head just about every time he strikes. +Mercy, no! Don’t call him a philosopher, not out loud. Some savant will sniff, if you do. And it is bad for savants to sniff, bad for them. But sit down beside this Barton man, if you can find him sitting, and listen to him about your own affairs and his and those of the rest. Maybe not a philosopher. But certainly at " grips with “a_way of lfe” for thit day and hour that you and I are seeking to adorn with | decent living. . .Let me tell this story, please! Tom Reed, Speaker, talking: “When I walk through the . Streets of New York and look at the brown- stone fronts, my gorge rises.” Barton, thinking aloud: “When I feel that way I know what the feeling is—just good, honest, high-minded envy. When some other gentlemen have that feeling they think it_is political economy.” A peach of a story, T think. MARINES AND OTHERS. By Capt. John W. Thomason, jr, U. 8. M. C. New York: Charles Scribner’s Sons. , adventures :are made. He has, up adventure with m‘ FROEER 4 i i E*. | ; H RE? E : g? § 3‘ " 1 E. o 53 i 2 ] i strument of detection is, here, the handwriting umayo, that a mission of British priests was to be established there, that he wanted to build a modern hospital of which I was to have com- plete control. All this was impressive, of the Putumayo. With Tizan. in charge, it was inconceivable that the old methods could con- In the Putumayo region I found changed. The old gang of arrant scoundrels had disappeared and with Senor Tizon in com- mand, I looked forward with pleasure to life in a district so improved. But these conditions were not to continue. Andthm!fomdmmmh (Copyright, 1990.) $ ; — Continued From Nineteenth Page i { : ! I i il 53553555 E H |-} aiads Books Received PROHIBITION AND PROSPERITY. By Sam- uer Crowther. New York: The John Day go. THE SUNKEN FLEET. By Helmut-Lorense. Translated from the German by Samuel H. Cross. Boston: Little, Brown & Co. TWENTY-ONE DELIGHTFUL WAYS OF COMMITING SUICIDE. By Jean Bruller. Disasters in Coal Mines. 'HE fatalities in the soft coal mines are usually so spectacular that common belef is that work in bituminous shafts is far more dangerous than that in anthracite mines. Yet for September the death rate in bituminous mines was 3.28 per million tons while in the hard coal workings the rate was 6.33. The rates for BSeptember, 1928, were higher for anthracite and lower for bituminous, showing that the divergence was not confined to this one month. . The coal production for the month this year was 51,307,000 tons, all but 6,792,000 tons of which was bituminous. The toll in human life . -was 189, of whom 146 met death jin bituminous mines. The first nine months of this year the Bureau of Mines. There was an increase . \ Preface by Corey Ford. New York: Coviel, SCOOP. By James 8, Hart and Garrett D. Byrnes. Boston: Little, Brown & Co. LYDIA'S LITTLE PLANS. By Elizabeth Hall *Yates. Philadelphia: The Penn Publishing THE COUNTESS TOLSTOY'S LATER DIARY, 1891-1897. Authorized translation-frorh the Russian with an introduction by Alexander Werth. New York: Payson & Clarke, Ltd. RETURN OF THE BRUTE. By Liam O'Fla- herty. New York: Harcourt, Brace & Co. tion, Institute. New York: The Macmillan Co. VANAMEE. My Mury Conger Vanamee. New York: Harcourt, Brace & Co. PILGRIM TO 6K THE ABYSS. By Axel Eggebrecht. Translated from the German by M. M. Bozman, New York: Alfred H. K ing. ¢ LITTLE POEMS FOR LITTLE FOLKS. Viola' Dare. Boston: The Stratford Co. TENTHRAGON. By Constance Savery, New York: Alfred King. A VOICE FROM THE SOUTH. By James O. LIFE; . By John North. New York: Duffield & Qo THE AUTHOR'S ANNUAL, 1930. Edited by Josiah Titzell, New York; Payson & Clarke, Lid. : THE NAVAL BLOCKADE, 1914-1918. By Lieut. Louis Guichard, French Navy; at- . THIS 18. in deaths due to hauling. and explosive acci«. g:.:. Y dents, however.