A fresh slant on the Jewish-Arab question, as it might be seen by many a casual visitor. But frankly it is always a little difficult to believe that Mark Ethridge's wife would be as naive and uninformed as she confesses herself to be- first in her amusing It's Greek to Me, now in Going to Jerusalem. But in the new book-as in the earlier one- her flippancy cloaks a good deal of human interest material and sound information. Unfortunately, she seems swayed by emotion in direct relation to the shock techniques of whichever side presents its case at the moment. That the Arabs had a case was apparently a wholly novel idea to the wife of the United States representative on the U.N. Palestine Commission -- and once this idea took hold, it seemed for the time being, to sweep away all her convictions on the subject of Zionism. Syria and Lebanon offered little evidence that there was a case for Zionism -- and then she went to Palestine, and the Arab cause took a back flop. Through personal contacts, observation (she was impressed with the achievements of the Jews, disturbed by the one-sidedness of their viewpoint, the violence of their partisan interpretation) and a certain native shrewdness, she sorted out the pros and cons, and leaves for home with the two sides and the seeming hopelessness of any compromise, as her uncomfortable conclusion. Much of the book is revealing, much of it is disturbing. And many people will read this book who would steer clear of any more serious approach to the Palestine issue.