This is of more limited interest than its predecessor, for Neill James' wanderings are confined to that section of the Scandinavian countries beyond the Arctic Circle. Granted these limitations (and assuming that the world is not vitally interested in this remote district, frequently miscalled Lapland), it is nonetheless entertaining reading, from the sheltered porch, and will help cool one off on the hottest July day. Anecdotal, amusing, intensely human, and in no sense literary, this is both good travel and a revealing picture of the people and their way of life. At times one feels that she repeats herself; perhaps that is inevitable, in a region that cannot offer wide variety. But she has adventures enough to vary any possible monotony -- and she has a seeing eye and a sympathetic ear and an overwhelming curiosity.