Morocco the Piquant. By G. E. Holt. (W. Heinemann. 6s.
net.)—The worst thing about this book is its title, which has a painful suggestion of comic opera. Mr. Holt was for a long time acting American Consul in Tangier, and in that capacity paid a visit to the famous bandit Raisuli, who had put on flesh and weighed over eighteen stone : he was the mildest- mannered man that ever cut a throat or held confiding travellers to ransom. Mr. Holt's reminiscences of bis life in Morocco are very readable.—Morocco. By Pierre Loti. (T. Werner Laurie. 7s. 6d. net.)—The charm of "Pierre Loti's " impressions of travel is so largely dependent on his languorous and musical style that much of it is bound to evaporate in a translation. Mr. W. P. Barnes has done his best to turn this book into straightforward, respectable English, but in this guise so little is left to justify the author's reputation that the task was hardly worth while.
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