REV. JAMES GILMOUR, M.A.
With Engravings. 2s. 6d. cloth, gilt.
'There has been, if our experience serves us at all, no book quite like this since "Robinson Crusoe"; and "Robinson Crusoe" is not better, does not tell a story more directly, or produce more instantaneous and final conviction. No one who begins this book will leave it till the narrative ends, or doubt for an instant, whether he knows Defoe or not, that he has been enchained by something separate and distinct in literature, something almost uncanny in the way it has gripped him, and made him see for ever a scene he never expected to see.'—The Spectator.
'Mr. Gilmour tells a story well, and though he tells it quite simply and straightforwardly, he never misses the point of it. He writes, moreover, after having had exceptional chances of gaining a thorough acquaintance with the Mongolian character.'—The Guardian.
'There is a charm in the quiet way in which the modest missionary tells of his life in Tartar tents, of the long rides across the grassy plain, and of the daily life of the nomads among whom he passed so many years.' Fortnightly Review.
'Mr. Gilmour's volume is one of the most charming books about a strange people that we have read for many a day.'—Nature.
'Mr. Gilmour has lived tête-à-tête with a Buddhist Lama under his own movable roof; he has shared the hospitality of the desert caravan; he has taken his turn in the night-watch against thieves; and he has dwelt as a lodger in their more permanent abodes of trellis-work and felt. As a picture of the raw material from which Chinese civilisation has been finally evolved—the primitive stage of Tartar nomad communities—these sketches possess a great sociological value; while from the point of view of the reader for amusement alone they are full of liveliness and local colouring.' Pall Mall Gazette.
'Although it appears in unpretentious form, this is a really remarkable chronicle of travel and adventure.'—The Globe.
By JAMES GILMOUR.
Crown 8vo. 5s. cloth.