The personality of little Alice, an American child of ten,
whose mother was shooting big game in the Dutch East Indies, forms an intriguing aside to Mrs. Bradley's clever, slight, and very readable Trailing the Tiger (Appleton, 12s. 6d.). Alice was accustomed to American breakfasts, both at home and in Africa : in Sumatra "she found herself confronted with a table glittering with cold pink meats, with beige and purple sausage, with fishes floating in oils, with yellow meadows of cheese, and smoking brown gingerbread." What a breakfast for one of her tender years I But she thrived on it and Mrs. Bradley enjoyed her shooting, her shopping, her exploration of the bas-reliefs of Angkor, and especially the bagging of one huge tiger. She tells us of these things with an infectious enjoyment and a lively styles of which the extract quoted is a too trivial sample. Decidedly this is a travel book worth reading.
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