ight and were introduced into ai first-class day coach that had been neither swept nor aired since the war began. Mr. Wen's servant did a little hasty house cleaning, lighted candle, put a thermos flask of hot tea before us and retired. It was then one o'clock and at 1.01 the Quinsan mosquitoes arrived. But Mr. Wen and I rolled up in a blanket, each and exhorted them to enjoy themselves. They did not have much opportunity, and the early' morning fly had searcely found us when a railway employee announced as gently as possible that we should have to be up and doing because the Marshal, his staff and bodyguard would travel in this train in an hour or so. We got up wearily and sadly enough, but when we looked out of the window we saw, not 30 yards away, one of those luxurious little private ears (luxurious in Quinsan that is) which the S.N.R. supplies to its worthy—nay tly Two Great Workers.
We fled bag and baggage to th haven, clambered aboard with little more ceremony than the so who had, tried to storm Admiral Tu's ear, and were received with a much heartier welcome than we were entitled to by the inmates, Mr. R. Glendenning and Mr. C. Collis, who became more than familiar with our hungry looks during that day and part of the next. T don't know which I shall remember longest—the meals they gave us or the ease with which they were handling the irregular, irrational, lawless traffic which swept up and down that tortured railway night and day. Certainly both have left deep dents in my consciousness.
We were so busy wrapping our-' selves around a three course breakfast a little Inter that we did hear the bustle of Marshal approach and his train to Anting was actually moving while we were dolting for the station. Our joint determinations had been down to the front with hi the opportunity to talk jen route and then have a good look. at the carnage. The thi which we boarded on the jump was unfortunately packed with a con-gent of the Shantung Ist Mixed Brigade from Chingningchow and did not communicate with any other. Our fellow passengers were very weary and very dirty and smelled like anyone else who has been on the front a few weeks without a change. Some weeks ago I wrote, when they passed through Nanking, that their smart appearance had been commented upon. Their admirers should have seen them on Friday. At all!
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