Identifier: chinaitsmarvelmy00lidd (find matches)
Title: China, its marvel and mystery
Year: 1910 (1910s)
Authors: Liddell, T. Hodgson, 1860-
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Publisher: New York : J. Lane Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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, on condition I informedthe police in what part of the city I wished to work,so that they might send a guard for my protection.Such attention I had not expected, and my gratefulthanks are due to the authorities for looking after meso well. Meantime I had the covering of my chair altered,replacing the white by a less-noticeable dark blue. Ithen had it moved to a fresh place, in the New Maloo,just outside a large china shop, the owner of whichbegan to remonstrate with my boy when he saw the crowdgathering round, thinking no doubt that his businesswould be likely to suffer. At that moment my guardof police arrived on the scene, and my boy informedthem of the shopkeepers objections. The only answervouchsafed by the police was promptly to run him intohis own shop, where he was told to stay. When painting the Old Tea House, I had to place mychair close to the waters edge so that no one could get44 SHANGHAI: NATIVE CITY This old Tea-House is said to be the origin of the WillowPattern Plate.
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SHANGHAI NATIVE CITY in front; but the crowd quite blocked the narrow streetbehind me. On my last day in this place, a letter washanded to me by my boy, having the usual red bandacross it, and written in Chinese. When I asked himwhat it meant, he said, Master, that shopman behindyou, he talkee my you have spoilee his pidgin (pigeonEnglish for business). I said, How much, boy? One dollar, master, was the reply. That shopman was wise; he made no further bother,and got his money. But it was with a sigh of reliefthat I finished my work here; the heat was very great,and the smells very bad, while amongst the crowds whodaily assembled round me were often most loathsomecreatures—many times I would look up from my work,to see perhaps a man with smallpox sores. Then thedirtiness of some of them! My friends used to laugh,as they saw me, before starting for the Native City,sprinkle myself plentifully with Keatings Powder; but itwas necessary. 45 CHAPTER VIII SHANGHAI (co7itmued) Drive to Loong

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