The combination of the moon, the wind and the tide decided on Nov. 19 to. give Shanghai on the Bund an interlude for refreshment after the full-blooded excitements of the last three months, "Motor-cars. and rickshaws had to play the parts of gondolas, Tales of Canute were Whispered into the ears of members of the Municipal Council "which, it port packed with troops thought as she made hor way up the Whangpoo and saw members of the Shanghai Club gingerly alighting from ars, axle-deep in water, on to the temporary: Platform which Ted them safely to the sacred Steps it Is not possible to ascertain, Rickshaws made a brisk profit as they rallied to the rescue of marooned pedestrians. Old-timers were Asked to delve into their memories and discover parallels—a feat which, of course, they immediately performed with the help of such Imagination as the awe-inspired attention of newcomers could Incite, Tt was curious to observe how swiftly the minor calamity became 8 topic of eager interest and speculation, actually in replacement of discussion of those major issues which have dogged Shanghai's conversational periods for weeks past. Perhaps, therefore, the moon, the wind and the tide were conspiring to illustrate the beneficence of cold water in damping down emotions and passions,
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