For Miss Dorothea Fairbridge's The Pilgrim's Way in South Africa
(Oxford University Press, 21s.) we have nothing but praise undiluted. The " pilgrimage " was to the stately tomb of Cecil Rhodes among the Matoppos. Briefly stated, the book contains an account of a journey from Capetown over the parched Karoo (which, however, smiles like a garden after rain), across the boundless plains of the High Veldt, and through Rhodesia to the Smoke that Thunders—the Victoria Falls of the Zambesi. Then back through the steamy richness of the Northern Transvaal, through Zululand and Durban, and so home past Grahamstown and the lovely forests of the Knysna. Something, therefore, of a travel-book, but not at all a helter-skelter guide-book.; it is not a historical survey, though the book contains many accurate and sympathetic glimpses of South African history ; much is here too of the glories of South African colour7-of its rose-red mountains, of its birds and exquisite flowers, of its gorgeous-hued trees like the Kaffir boom, which rises in a flameOf scarlet over the blue plumbago of the buSh: But the book's crowning merit lies in its conveyance of the subtle quality of atmosphere. Let those who would savour, though at a distance, the charm of South Africa (most worthily and entrancingly indicated by a set of superb illustrations), buy the book ; they will assuredly not be disappointed. Descend- ing to merely mundane considerations, we may mention that any visitor whom the book may lure to the Cape, will find good feeding on the trains, and will pay only three shillings a night for a bed made up in his compartment.
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