The cult of respectability seems to be quite as catching an epidemic as is influenza. A couple of months ago the good women of New York were thinking of modesty crusade, then the Archbishop of Paris chipped in, and this week the Chinese authorities have added their weight to the cam: paign. Bare backs and the jazz were what the Archbishop deplored; the ladies of New York gen-oralized in the term "indecency" and now China has brought in regulations applying to Hupeh to put an end to the wearing of extraordinary clothes. And as it does so, China heaves a sigh of regret over the disappearing modesty of eight years ago. The thoughts of Hupeh' run principally to trousers, and, as worn now, these are "neither foreign nor Chinese," and the police are to prevent the continued appearance of present extravagancies in public. Now note the general result. The modesty crusade in New York was concluded for the time being at any rate—by the resolution proposed being allowed to lie on the table. In spite of the Archbishop's stricture Paris went on jazzing and wearing bare backs. Now Hupeh is promised no end of trouble from the girl students, who are already un in arms over their rights and liberties, which in this case apparently mean the wearing of whatever they like. Surely a case of "The Colonel's lady and Judy O'Grady" all over again.
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