The Archive · 1928

By Law Hoste

Coang Tso-in, five feet in height, nine stone in weight, soft of speech, gentle-eyed, mild of manner, merd, Jess and ferocious in his punishment of those who betrayed him, cannot be deed by people Tike you and here in England, Nor ate. the [Chinese who have studied abroad fit vities; for he belongs to an older of Peking, ie may be that we have With his passing from the palaces

truly seen the last of the despots, Yet despots are not all bad or whol. ly bad: for, til their minions sue ceed in their efforts at taking huge shares in the profits, despots can usually seo that it pays to keep peo: ple reasonably contended. When it prospering a province can afford to pay, higher for its security. than when it is trodden sown. This, Manchuria under Chang Tso-lin ha' not fared too badly.

The name by: which men. scoffed at Chang Tsostin was "ex-bandit," and it is true that he never became a scholar, But nobody could say he lacked brains. How he despised Wa Pei-fu, that other anachronism of the Middle Ages! He always re viled him—yes, even after the two generals, old-fashioned as they were, had sworn blood-brotherhood.

'Two years ago Chang shot 10 Chinese stockbrokers out of hand because they had speculated in. the paper money which he was putting on the market for reasons of econo. my, and increased the troubles of his' administration, " He was, me does, a bandit, but with a. great sense of law and order, as bandits often have.

This is the way he began that bandit career. "There was. a. ye Metta, $0. the. story. runs, between his clan and @ neighbouring clan in those Manchuria plain' of" the Liaotung peninsula,

Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.

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