A fascinating book, with something of the quality of Wind, Sand and Stars. Where that develops a personal philosophy --Kabloona interprets a racial philosophy, that of the Eskimo. There is nothing of the metaphysician in Gontran de Poncins, or Maike as he was known to his Eskimo friends. But he has a rare sense of people, a deep appreciation of fundamental values, an ability to adapt himself to impossible hardships and inconveniences -- and to miss them when he returned to civilization. This is the record of his months in the Arctic, living with Eskimos, learning to understand their way of thought, feeling and life. In all honesty, he acknowledges that -- while his nature went out to them, to their communal existence, that he was none the less a white man, who found riches within himself. Grand reading, ""Conservatives, keep off the grass!