The Archive · 1924

The Age of Noise

Sept. 17.

Tins old earth of ours has reparation. These are matters of pride with a Government! which respects itself. Again, we may say without boasting, that in a British court of justice a foreigner is likely to get more rather: than less his due, because judge and jury alike feel it so much a matter of pride that there shall be no tittle of complaint against their impartiality. But can a Chinese say that his Government and officials take the same nice sed through many epochs styled by various names. The one in which we are at present living would be more correctly defined by a philosopher than by a geologist. It ought to be called the age of noise.

Wherever human beings congregate in any numbers to-day, there is noise, our ears are assailed by the roar of the trams, the shrieks of locomotive whistles, the infernal hoots of view of what belongs to their prestige? The fact that not only the Lincheng outrage has remained utterly unrequited and unrecompensed, but that, since it, no fewer than nine foreigners have been killed and thirty-five captured by brigands and all equally unavenged, ought surely to prick the Chinese pride of race sharply. Yet it seems wholly indifferent to such disgraces. And the foreigner's complaint is directed as much against this indifference as at the outrages themselves. We admit that in other countries forthe motor horn and the thousand and one varieties of din that go to make up our—modern zation. Many people, indeed, do not care to live in the country, the quiet of the rural districts makes them feel comfortable and they rush away at the earliest opportunity to the haunts of hubbub.

But noise in its physical sense is not the only sort before which we bow down and worship. "There is noise in its metaphorical sense which we also adore. - Blataney in all sorts of forms parades itself eigners are liable to be injured occasionally. But in all civilized before us. In fact we appear to have reached such a pitch that

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