Tue House oP Exine-—By Nora Wain, With, lustrations "by. Ler Baldridge.
Title, own & Cou Boston, G53.
This book is difficult to classify except to say that it, deserves to have no classification but, its own.
not fiction, because there is a wealth of actual fact in it. In a sense it may be described as a per~ sonal diary "interspersed with filuminating and quite unaffected comments on the course of political fand other events in China during the author's residence there. The author herself, when a smail_givl in. Pennsylvania, became curious and then, deeply interested in a. distant Chinese family with whom the link of commerce her own family had had dealings for many
ame and she went to China to stay many' vers. Then opportunity with the latest generation of the Chinese family "of whom she had road so much in 'America. She became one of the family without any sort of awkwardness on one tide or the other. Ax an. adopted daughter she was at once presented with her own' personal ittendant who took care to see that she was
conventions of 'a. highly. important ened out in accordance. with the Ghinese family. "This is the picture From Wear Ita Easter cee temporary disappearance They had little effect. So when she suddenly arrived in Tientsin directly in defiance of his orders because of the danger in the situation, there [was no time wasted in reproach:
'Just then I saw my husband on the Bund. Ae our relationship. with his" disapproval there was really very'
that he could say regarding my conduct, except to repeat his. oft Fepeated injunction that 1 ought to Stay out of "China. When. he had begun that, after 1 came ashore, we_ Doth Iaughed 0° that he could' not soberly" Anish it.
He would not say that he that Thad come. Neither would he say' that he was sorry. I think he: believer—as, I suspect, of only Eng Tish husbands but other husbands, well, do—that it is his duty to keep Nis wife and. children Following dral-da's lea I dressed, 1 wound myself from my pits to my hip-sainte with a tight bias binding of "Next I pulled on white tucked the Legs of the "two airs' of trousers. neatly" into. them, ind weepped riy Ankle in "buttoet
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