A unique book, one of the exciting books of this period, and one which has already created a sensation in England. It strikes a wholly new note in the catalogue of books about Africa, in books about anywhere, for that matter! One can not make out whether it is satire - or humor - or tragic drama. Almost there is a Gilbert and Sullivan motif in this depicting of a black principality, tinged with European civilization as evidenced by the ephemeral contacts of a stranded motion picture group, of some films left behind, of the training the Lord High Chancellor acquired at Addus Abada, - but still essentially a race and civilization apart, until Princes Tours, Ltd. decides to investigate the possibilities of Mandoa as a new field for exploitation for the jaded traveler. Then the troubles begin. It makes good reading, with plenty of humor, with an ironical touch in the showing up of serious-minded investigators, looking for trouble on the moral plane. A book that is assured a good pross, and that the publishers are backing with a big advertising appropriation and ample publicity. (Kirkus Reviews)