Our Canton friends are as Chinese! as their fathers were. Their dress agitators are. paid; and therefore do their job as efficiently as they can. They are not to blame if there are occasional lapses.
'A doctor from one of the British hospitals, working day and night la the' service of the Cantonese, was passing along a street, when one]
these orations was in progress. He stopped to listen for "while on the edge of the crowd, and then passed on. 3 One of the agitators, emblazoned with a badge, shouted to aim from the platform "Wait a minute, doctor 'I'm going your way." He ran do and joined my friend, and, putting' may be different; and the old time courtesy may have gone; but, they are just as fluent talkers. Their Janguage may not be in the olg time dignified and polite Mandarin; and they may ave learnt all the venom and vituperation that our English tongue can command. For all that, they are still' the same Chinese.
What are we going todo about! it?' Be British. Don't pretend. Adapt yotirself to a psychology violently opposed to your own, but be absolutely yourself. You' can} ever hope to emulate the other fellow's extraordinary logic, _his verbosity, his knack of misrepresent~
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