Resigning hie post in Duala proceeded to England, determined to make good in the world of journal but apart from a short inter-ludo irr which he became a not too correspondent" of the he spent most of his time in London in addressing poli tical meetings on behalf of the Liberal Party, the principles of which he admits he thought ghastly. But his desire to succeed as a writer still predominated and eventually he left for Singapore where a berth on the "Straits Times" was awaiting him. He has a great deal to say of Singapore, its peoples polyglot chawacteristics and the manner in which the mixture of the Occident and Orient have combined to produce what i@tantamount to an English town with all the trappings of sub hia As a reporter on an influenti journal? he was afforded scores of opportunities of viewing the seamy side of life and his accurate ions coupled with failing sense of Rabalaisian our are guaranteed to tickle even the most ied palate, His comments too. on tie Singapore—which he does m to under: well—are conderably more than just those mere meaningless sets of phraseology that e so often reads in books on the liant but on board this liner they have lost. the Londoner's butiook—some of them long since, except for What they picked up again on, leave and the others are being schooled subtly in the ways or the pukka Sahib. Bound for India, you musi be pukka....the power of the old school tie becomes increasingly you dir towards Gib, ven come en board an individual with strong Lert leanings, but a fores ers, fierce mov: taches S, soon enshrou you in an haze.. "The oid countr have a p Ig doin' fine Rin, sir no undmplo: There are ed," no no Welsh distressed "areas, miners parading the streets and singely for the means to live re no city clerks trying to keep body and soul together, wi ud child, and all on three pounds week, Here is a London Scot en him a better job in India and he's got to be pukka to hold it, He doesn't think outside of India now. His high-tea in a Brixton board-Ingehouse has been replaced by dinner for which he must dress, His tennis on the Common has been replaced by polo and golf. If he had not Pte a public school he has been forced to invent some "exclusive ate academy." and Dors ne sort of old school tie... Here {s'a young Londoner out on his first trip, He ds already beginning to fumble when his native steward Goes not jump to it when he rin the bell, "Dam bad serv he says' nonchalantly to panion, but inwardly proud of him-cit for assimilating the jargon n the pukka sahibs so quickiy.... The days when he got up to make his own breakest already fad behind him... now he, drinks pink pins and wonders how he could ever Stomach that awful stuff "pitter He writes at length in this strain and those of us who have travelled via the Suez route can find a ready smile in every line as he discourses on the shortcomings of his fellow passengers and their various idiosyncrasies,
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