The writer saw that the subject was here dismissed with some finality, but_an old gentleman who had Just come up and taken a ckaic at the table did not soe it that way and started telling with some heat how he got into a ricsha in Peking with a watermelon and how, as the riesha was starting away, a Shantung officer came up, ordered hint to get down, threw his watermetoa in the gutter, and rode away in hhis conveyance, Before the story was half told, however, Wu Pel-fut, Was_ talking briskly upon another subject and was diplomatically dear to the whole recital, Ho was equal, ly deaf to a later' mention of Liv \"Pai-shui," the editor whom Pek {rewards as a martyr to militar tyranny.
subsequent talk with Me."
sri-wa, the political adviser, the writer discovered that he had been a close friend of the editor whom Chang Chung-ch'ang shot. {This threw a new side light on the situation and I took the opportunity.
ask. whether there was any round for the military assumption that Lin "Pai-shui" was in the pay the enemy. Mx, Pai Chien-we said, with something more thu ordinary emphasis, that Lin hac }absolutely no connexion with the Kuominchun nor with the Kuomi tang. His editorials. were express sions of independent opinion. saic "Of course, everyone know," he ith half a smile, "he" was ike, but he did not curse people because he was paid to do it."
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