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THE author of this distinctly original book is a Sussex vicar, and we can picture him setting out for Hierusalem from the Middeherst of the twelfth century, in robust amity with all whom he might meet upon the way. Once outside the door of home (p. vii), he is never conscious of an obstacle. Like the young Jesuit Thomas Stevens, whose letter is preserved by Hakluyt, he is going to see his first shark, his first flying-fish (p. 140), and to learn, by personal encounter, the essential glory of the earth. Even between the poplars of a route nationale Mr. Tatchell goes on foot. He is forced to embark on liners for the greater seas; but he has travelled as a steerage passenger and as a steward, and we learn that “the ‘deck’ passages on Japanese boats are especially good.”
The Happy Traveller: a Book for Poor Men.
By the Rev. Frank Tatchell. Pp. xii + 271. (London: Methuen and Co., Ltd., 1923.) 7s. 6d. net.
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C., G. [Book Reviews]. Nature 112, 321 (1923). https://doi.org/10.1038/112321b0
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