Now, the name is apt to se: us kigeling like a pack of silly schoo!- girls. That is all right enough for, Anglo-Saxon people who hate to show their emotions. But there ino point in ignoring the beautiful picture conjured up by the title. Temple Bell-—many people go to temples and never see the bells—they find the hells of these Madame Toussaud institutions more.
Mrs, Enders is a woman tiehily blessed. Her life was saved on downward trip of the "Robert Dollar 11" just after that good ship (as comfortable a one as ever sailed) had her back ripped open in afew. seconds at the Wang Chia Mrs. Enders was thrown into the vicious rapid as the "Rober! Dollar LI" leaned jerkily sideways till the [whole of the deck was soused beneath water at one plunge, tossing her into the giddy river like coat down a shute. How did she eseaye? By a sheer miracle. She found her fect treading pebbles after a few moments which normally would have been her last.
The one touch of humour in this almost fatal incident is that all the [way up to Szechuan on that trip Enders was pining for adven tare, Indeed she got itt Thumbnail Sketches A lighter touch is given to the book by her playful account of some fellow-travellers, but she is inclined to take them a little too seriously. For instance, she recounts their views on matrimony! Now some people talk more seriously than. [they feel, others feel more serious than they seem to be. Hence we ihave grave statements made about happy-go-lucky people whose hobby, is pulling the logs of others.
The following extract, however, ts an excellent resume of 'a Bachelay's Apologia pro Vita Sua:
"(He) told me that if he loved forte" out and. live in auch he' would not dare to, rik her to intriguing—but these who have been pleased by the trembling melody of! leventide along the: shores of Hanj lehow's gentle lake know that *b: bells are very real things in life and) sade aot a earn it to. the same fa T have that to hear them ringing in metro: aspect is a very beautiful heritage of, memory. That long, low, soft, solemn, and resounding—Boom—- skims gracefully and bounds slow) across space and we hear the tender not seem like a "wasted! murmur of Hsi Hu in response. And life, And if such a man married Silver Sails—these we seo on the what guarantee ig there that "he Yangtze are not very silvery but] would become a model little hus-[they are often very picturesque and band? It is possible to become colourful, and so the memory of! "twisted and queer" without being them is, frequently, a silver one, if unmarried. rot a golden one, for such of us as fave, asked mh, gh, refectd by them and listened to the heart-free chanting of some boyish voice
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