It is always pleasant to be able to say nice things about people, and so I pass on a few about! fur local magnates. General Tien! Song-yao_is doing New Year good! works. There is a temple called! the White Clothes (Beh 1 Ngan) near the city wall and from here this bounty is dispensed. Every day more than 2,000 people eat his rice. It is to last from the first so the 15th of the first month, and more. than a thousand bushels of rice will be used.
Brigadier-general Suen is also] well-spoken of in many directions. He has commanded that wood and coal sellers are not. to be molested; oliers are to get their firing from hhendquarters and not steal from the people. The other day he went on to the street and saw one of his "soldiers with an old man, "Who is your friend?" said he. "My father." "Your father! 30 thinly clad, while you go about well clothed! "D? ye call that filial?" The! story goes that the next day he gave the soldier money and commanded him to provide his father with better clothes. Need less to say the old man exhorted his son to serve such a chief well faithfully. The brigadier is a widower, still' young. Folk say he proposes to remain true to his late wife's memory. He has decided that he will not leave _his son more than 3,000 dollars so that he may have no drain on the money which should be free to pay his men.. They appear to be well paid. Another thing that is to his credit is that he is loyal to his former teacher who still remains with him. Allowing for _judiet Propaganda these stories have something of the of many, a story in Chinese history.
Mr. Tseo, the young drill-master of the cadet school, is a graduate of the Peking National University. He takes his duties seriously. He says he is out to change the hearts of his pupils as well as make them efficient soldiers. He is friendly to the local Christians. A good deal of work is going on. 'A series of lectures are being delivered to the people; og. at a Inrge temple onside the north gate 1 crowd of women gathered together to hear a lecture on the evils of foot-binding.
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