By Kowrxos profound student of this country once expressed the opinion that its chief hope lay in its women. Whether he formed his opinion after a visit to the Jessfield Park area on a hot! summer's night, there to enjoy' the breezes and watch the slim figures of Chinese girls playing round the miniature'golf course; or whether the conviction came im after watching a coolie-work, staggering under incredible' loads, or a petite and delightful little lady. But she may show: another and different side to her character when it comes to bidding farewell. You may have 'a tin of cigarettes half emptied. Coaxingly she suggests that you make her a present of it. You may have some small piece of Jewellery which has taken her fancy. She endeavours to vamp out of you. In a small way she reveals herself as a gold-digger of the first order. And generally you do not ink worth while to say no, especially if only a tin of cigarettes involved. squatting in some corner, Ikeeping an eye on a half-naked child, with a baby sleeping in a baglike contrivance slung over her shoulders, stolid and unemotional—there is something to back the judgment. It strikes the foreigner as curious at first! that the women should wear, trousers and men long gowns. Are the women the working sex? In a sense perhaps they are. But also, when you see the gay butterflies who will sit at your' elbow during banquet ti This gold-digging may have been prompted by the amah, or it may simply be a natural result of the girl's life. As a rule she has nothing of her own. She possesses nothing at all, not even the clothes in which she stands. She may appear with pearls in her ears and a jade locket gleaming under the gown at the throat. But all these things are only hers for the moment. They belong to her proprietor and the next night they may be worn by some other girl called to an foaming at the mouth, This is not so admirable, but is often quite understandable. Even worm will turn, says the proverb. 'And her life may be worse than 'a worm's. 'The fit will pass, however, and she will resut the old uncomplaining drudge Her only hope is that her hu: band, the cause of her fury, will have' learnt his lesson. But he very seldom has,
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