It is said, and only those who hare experienced the sensation know how truly, that loneliness in a desert can be felt for Joss tan loneliness be of the chars or terrors of nater, or howererlittle susceptibles man maj
he must surely find some touch of relationship in her when left alone with her: his immutable sonship in Mother Earth reasserts iteell. But in a crowd we are only conscious of the number of fellow-creatures in whose existence we have no band or kinship, in whose interests no care.
Yet tically enough, the sence Weacinen fo & crowd is often guarantee against the sense of being crowded. The idea of our own isolation tends to shut out the throng, making it recede in imagination to almost immeasurable distance. when there is no longer any cause for feeling lonely does the crowd retarn upon us in all ite oppressiveness and we begin to fight for air.
That is the first, and perhaps the most lasting impression of the newcomer in Chins. The friendliness and hospitality of his own community quickly put him at home; he loses that instinctive feeling of being continually mn the defensive with which we are prone to go among strangers; he acquires a habit of nodding to teen whet be a know, but constantly meets Is himself, in spite of "griffin. hood," to be almost an old stager. _In proportion, however, s this kindly familiarity grows upon him on er fins to be with the awfolness of tnnepbered fated mental outlook, masses of - humanity, "In those of Chins, " mankind isa weed." we ""imye De Guincey, peak!
read in Europe that there are four hundred millions of Chinese, without the least suspicion of what that signifies to the Ci of for us when come to live among the.
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