COME UNTO THESE YELLOW SANDS by Earl Schenck

COME UNTO THESE YELLOW SANDS

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KIRKUS REVIEW

This should have a good chance for sale to those looking for a successor to Richard Halliburton, for here is Earl Schenck, once a movie star, who refused to accept oblivion when Kleig light blindness faces him. He skips out on the project assigned by the Bishop Museum to study the little known sections of the South Seas. And he spends fifteen years there, going virtually Polynesian and falling into the inertia and laissez faire of the natives whom he has grown to love. He went from island to island, when restlessness drove him on; he lived almost wholly the native life, he adopted many of the native customs, he shared the daily adventure of life and dared some things the Polynesians shunned; he ignored at first but grew to respect the taboos. He was adopted into their cults and rituals, absorbed into their lives. Finally -- in Tahiti, he fell in love with a white girl, and was rescued from the life he had grown to love too much. His story is an absorbing one, the most intimate, revealing picture of Polynesian life today that I have encountered.

Pub Date: Oct. 17th, 1940
Publisher: Bobbs-Merrill