After inspecting the Delco Engine, which provides light for the whole

place, we went to visit the women’s prison, which is within the same

enclosure as the men’s, though separated by a wall. It was very

much smaller in extent but equally well kept, and even, I must add,

_attractive_. The matron was a pleasant-faced, comely woman, and her own

room quite a picture. The white-curtained bed, pretty coverlet, vase

of flowers, and various little treasures suggested a home, and as she

took us round, it was easy to see that she was happy in her work. We

passed through the dining-room, where the tables were spread with clean

cloths, and bowls and chopsticks were ready for the forthcoming meal.

The prisoners were only about thirty in number, and were busy making

mattresses and clothing, knitting and crocheting. It was suggested that

they should sing a hymn, which they did with evident pleasure, and some

of them talked with the missionary, who comes to see them once a week.

The matron is not a Christian, but finds the singing and reading does

them so much good that she has taken to learning and to teaching them

herself. The missionaries were originally invited by the master to come

and speak to the prisoners, and it is now a regular custom. One woman who

is in for murder has become quite a changed character, and her term has

been shortened in consequence of her good behaviour. Some were in for

opium-smoking, which is here a punishable offence, while in other parts

of the empire it is frankly encouraged.

The prisoners are allowed to have a visitor once a month, but no

complaints are allowed to be made. Visits are stopped if this happens.

The prisoners can earn money—if they work sufficiently well—which is

placed to their credit for payment when their sentence is up.

The prison system was appalling in China previous to 1912, but it was

then decided that it must be radically changed. It was reckoned that

it would take seven years completely to re-model it in the twenty-two

provinces. I have only seen one other of these new prisons at Tientsin,

and it was not nearly so attractive as the Taiyuanfu one, but still

worthy of imitation in many European countries. It had a sort of chapel

in which moral addresses were given, but, it is only in the one at

Changteh—under General Feng’s jurisdiction[14]—that a chapel was to

be found where missionaries had regular services, each mission being

responsible for a month at a time, in rotation. The Chinese Government

has no small task still before it, for it is estimated that a sum of at

least $24,000,000 will be required to provide the new gaols, besides

which the Government scheme provides reformatories, Prisoners’ Protection

and Aid Societies.

So much is said at present in the European Press about the disorders

and misgovernment in China, that it is only fair to let people know

that a steady tide of reform is flowing on at the same time, which will

render possible a great forward movement when once there is a settled

government. Not only are there new gaols, but new barracks, and a large

military hospital of which the M.O. is a fine capable Chinaman, trained

in the Mission Hospital; he is always ready to lend a hand there still

when needed. I was interested to see him doing so one day when the young

Chinaman in charge had a serious operation to perform, and if comparison

were to be made between that and some European ones I have seen, it would

not be in favour of the latter. The mission-trained Chinese are the only

men capable of carrying out many of the reforms now taking place in

China, owing to the dearth of trained Chinese. The Governor has sent nine

students, selected by competitive examination, to study medicine at the

Tsinanfu Christian university,[15] and 100 to France to study textiles.

One of the latest reforms of Governor Yen is particularly interesting:

it is the power to make his will known in any part of the 70,000 square

miles (or thereabouts) of Shansi within twenty-four hours. Considering

that the railway line only runs up to Taiyuanfu—seventy miles or less

through the province, and that the telegraph wires coincide with it—this

is a truly amazing achievement. It is managed by means of telephone and

of fast runners.

The mineral wealth of Shansi is phenomenal, and Baron v. Richthoven

estimated that its coal would supply the whole world for several thousand

years. Anthracite and iron are found in large quantities, besides other

minerals. Given, therefore, a stable government and a progressive

Governor like Yen, the province of Shansi is capable of becoming a most

important place, in fact, of world-wide importance.

The difficulty of transport is one of the main drawbacks at present, and

the loess formation is not only a bar to this, but also to irrigation of

Taiyuanfu, owing to the curious ravines, sometimes as much as a hundred

feet deep, through which traffic often passes, and the sides of which may

at any time give way, burying the luckless travellers beneath them. The

Governor has sent to England to buy 100 second-hand Government transport

lorries, and no doubt he has plans for overcoming the difficulties, if

only he is left in peace to develop them. He was formally proclaimed

“Model Tuchun” by the Chinese Government in 1918, and although he is not

yet forty, has proved himself one of China’s ablest governors.

[Illustration]

_Chapter III_

_The Province of Yünnan_

“International life—a product of science, industry and economic

relations—is hardly yet born; yet it is daily becoming a more

and more comprehensive reality, including within its sphere

items whose numbers and importance are steadily increasing. Nor

is this common life merely international. Might not one say

that it is also inter-ethnic, in the sense of embracing the

most diverse races, not only in Europe, but also in America,

Asia and Africa? Over the whole globe we are witnessing the

spread and propagation of ideas that are also forces—motor

ideas, which are everywhere identical and are drawing very

different minds in the same directions.”—ALFRED FOUILLÉE.

_Chapter III_

_The Province of Yünnan_

[Illustration: CHAIR COOLIES.]

Yünnanfu, the capital of the province, is a most fascinating place and

situated in a most lovely district. I visited it thirteen years ago,

before the coming of the French and their railway, and found it very

interesting to study the changes which have taken place. These are

important, but not so deep-reaching as in other cities, and I asked

myself what the reason was.

There has grown up quite a foreign suburb round the station, and there

are French hotels, in one of which we stayed—the _Terminus_. There are

plenty of shops there, full of the cheaper kind of European goods; but

beyond this small area French influence does not seem to extend. It seems

out of harmony with the Chinese psychology, and all that we heard about

their relations was disappointing. The railway has been useful for trade

purposes, but has not promoted a good understanding between the races.

The management of it leaves much to be desired in every way, and there is

constant friction between the French and the Chinese.

It is extremely desirable that France should be represented in China by

a different quality of people from those at present in Yünnan: the bulk

of them entirely ignore the French traditions of courtesy and treat the

Chinese as a lower and subservient race; almost they look upon them as if

they had been conquered. It is a tragedy that Westerners should invade

any areas against the will of the people, and still further increase the

ill-will by their lack of manners in daily intercourse. Of course it is

not only French people who do this, but Europeans of every kind, and the

day of reckoning will surely come.

We went to see our missionary friends, who had entertained us on our last

visit, and found their premises were overflowing with guests, as all

the missionaries working in the district to the north and west had been

called in by the officials on account of the activity of the brigands. In

fact we met no less than three who had been prisoners in their hands. Two

of these had made their escape, with hairbreadth adventures, and gave us

most interesting accounts of these people. We also heard a lecture by one

who had been seven weeks in the hands of the brigands, and from him we

gathered a vivid picture of their life; always pursued, and fleeing day

and night from the soldiers sent out against them. It made us feel much

sympathy for that particular band.

Many brigands are disbanded soldiers who have taken to the life as a

last resource. Their pay was rarely forthcoming, and they have been

not infrequently disbanded with no means of earning a living. The

captain of this band is a modern Robin Hood, with certain chivalrous

ideals and strict in enforcing discipline. He treated his prisoner with

consideration, allowed him to ride his beast while he himself walked.

Mr. S. had to endure the same hardships as the robbers, but no more; the

hardships were, however, too great a strain on his health, which speedily

gave way, and he was very seriously ill by the time he was rescued, as

the result of urgent remonstrances of his American Consul.

His robber guards treated him with genuine kindness and lent him their

wraps at night to keep him warm. The chief was very anxious that Mr. S.

should mediate with the Governor of Yünnan on his behalf, and promised

that he and his men would settle down to a peaceful life, if they might

have a free pardon for their past misdeeds. They had got a considerable

amount of loot shortly before, which may have influenced them in this.

He also offered to make Mr. S. his chaplain, with a salary of a thousand

dollars a month and six months’ salary deposited in advance in a bank in

Yünnanfu! He promised that all his men should become Christians: some of

them certainly were in sympathy with Christianity. But Mr. S. knew that

it was impossible to succeed in obtaining any favourable terms for the

robbers, and declined to attempt it. A French abbé, at great personal

risk, got permission to visit the sick man and was the greatest comfort

to him, but the abbé told me that he never expected to be allowed to go

away. What the reason of the robbers was for leaving the abbé at liberty

is decidedly obscure.

Mrs. S. had begged the robbers to take her prisoner with her husband,

but they refused, as in the case of another missionary’s wife. This was

a great encouragement to us, as we were women; but when I told it to our

young interpreter, he asked tragically, “But what about me?” and was

by no means reassured when I pointed out that he was neither a man of

substance nor of political importance, and so need have no fear.

The captain of the robbers was extremely particular with regard to the

treatment of women and girls by his men. They were strictly forbidden

to molest them. On one occasion, Mr. S. told us, the parents of a girl

came to complain that a smart young fellow had taken her from their home

the night before. After inquiry into the matter and finding that the

accusation was just, the captain had the culprit taken eighty yards up

the road and shot, all the band being witnesses and obliged to pass the

dead body as they left the village where this happened. I quote this

story because we so often heard ghastly stories about the ferocity of

brigands that justice seems to demand that something be said in their

defence. If there were a better Government, brigandage might soon be

put down, as may be seen by the fact that it has entirely ceased in the

province of Shansi, under Yen Hsi Shan’s wise rule.

We stayed for ten days at Yünnan and saw many interesting things while

the preparations for our journey went on apace. As soon as we had got

permission for it we ordered chairs, which had to be made, and looked out

for a cook. By means of the Y.M.C.A. we got an admirable one, called Yao.

The Y.M.C.A. is run by Americans and is mainly educational in character

at Yünnan: they have a charming Chinese house for their premises, but

look forward to the day when funds will be sufficient to have an American

one!

One of the most important pieces of work done by foreigners is the

C.M.S.[16] Medical Mission, and they are building a fine new hospital

besides having a beautiful native house in the city. Dr. Bradley told

us of the successful work done in curing opium smokers, who wished to

break themselves of the habit. A wealthy young official had presented

complimentary tablets in gratitude for his cure. The work was rather in

abeyance pending the completion of the hospital.

There is also a fine, well-managed French hospital for Europeans, but it

is not in the railway suburb, as it was built a great many years ago,

before the railway was built, in the days when the French were first

getting a footing in the province.

But the most interesting thing to us of all the things we saw was the

Chinese Home Mission—a Society formed in 1919, by which the Chinese

take up the evangelization of China as their own special duty. This is

as it should be. The time has come when the burden of responsibility

should begin to be taken up by the Chinese Christians, because it is

of paramount importance that Christian mission work should cease to be

looked on as a foreign institution. The Chinese Church of the future

is beginning to take shape, and must grow in accordance with national

needs. It is to be the outcome of the honest hard spiritual work of

many sections of the Christian Church, but the copy of none. It is of

happy augury that in this particular section seven members of the party

represented the Presbyterians, Methodists, and American Board; while

twelve different societies are represented on their advisory board.

They have not so far formulated any creed, but have gone out rather as

pioneers to learn the needs of the people and the way in which they

can best work. They will then report to those who sent them. Not only

are Christians of all churches supporting the movement financially,

but also non-Christians show a great interest in it. The chief of the

Governor’s staff in Yünnan wrote most cordially, welcoming their coming

and promising to help them in any way he could. The missionaries have

all done the same, and they are now working most happily alongside one

another. We went to call on the two ladies of the C.H.M. settled in the

city, the others of the party being unfortunately some distance away in

robber-ridden areas of the country. Miss Li Ching Chien and Miss Chen

Yu Ling have a girls’ school in a charming old temple building, and we

found about thirty girls there, some having a lesson in the classics,

others doing needlework. They are drawn from the exclusive upper-class

families, whose doors are rigorously closed against the foreigner. They

are glad to have their daughters instructed in Western knowledge, even if

it does include Christian doctrine. The teachers told them in the opening

ceremony that the main object of the school was to promote Christianity.

They did not speak much English, but we took our interpreter, who was

pleased to find he knew one of them in Peking, when she was working

in the North China Union College for Women. They told us how they now

visit in more than a hundred houses, owing to their school work, and

are allowed to talk freely of the message, which is their chief aim. On

Sundays they hold a service in their house and a Chinese pastor preaches:

to this service men come as well as women and girls.

Meanwhile the men of the Chinese Home Mission have been visiting

different parts of the province, Pastor Ding Li-mei going as far as

Tengyueh, on the western border of Yünnan. He not only made a careful

survey of the various districts, but also preached wherever he went. He

is a man of high repute, one of the most successful and widely known

evangelists in the East of China. His wife had taken up kindergarten

work in the capital, as that has been her special line. Another of the

party, Mr. Sang, went to visit a large tin-mining district in the south,

and made a survey of Ku Chin, a prosperous city. The people of the

district are greatly addicted to opium-smoking, which is on the increase.

The Southern Government, which is supreme in Yünnan, openly encourages

opium-smoking. There is no missionary work going on in this part of the

province at present; in fact, there are not a dozen mission centres in

the whole of this huge province, 146,680 square miles, with an estimated

population of twelve millions. No wonder that the Chinese Home Mission

felt that this was the place where they were most needed; hence their

decision to start work in Yünnan, hoping to extend their work to other

provinces. Another of the party, Mr. Li, visited the northern part of

the province, crossing the border into Szechuen. At one place he found a

group of Christians, who begged him to become their pastor.

The work of the C.H.M. is gradually getting organized and has promise

of a fine future; its inception was mainly due to women, and they seem

destined to play an important part in it. Chinese women have initiative

and great staying power. One of its chief promoters was Dr. Mary

Stone,[17] an able Chinese doctor, whose reputation is known throughout

the empire. In her interesting book, _Notable Women of Modern China_,

Miss M. E. Burton gives a graphic sketch of Dr. Stone’s life, from the

time when her father brought her as a child of eight to an American lady

doctor, saying, “Here is my little girl. I want you to make a doctor of

her.” She grew up to be one of the people who tackle hard jobs of every

kind and who inspire others, as in the case of the Chinese Home Mission.

And the success of the Mission can only be secured if others take their

share in it, for “they also serve who only stand and wait.” A charming

instance of this came to my notice at Amoy. A friend took me to visit an

old pastor and his wife who had just celebrated their combined birthday

of a hundred and fifty. They said to me, “We are too old and infirm to

carry on our work, so now we have set ourselves to pray for the Mission,

and every day ten of us meet together for the purpose, and we give what

little we can.” I told them I was going to see the ladies at Yünnan, and

they were pleased at the thought of sending a message direct. Miss Li and

Miss Chen were no less pleased to receive it.

[Illustration: The Pilgrim Way, Yünnanfu Lake.

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[Illustration: In Cloudland.

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There are in China some hundred and twenty different societies at work,

but I venture to think that there is still room for many more Chinese

workers, if not societies. At Yünnanfu I talked to an old and experienced

missionary,[18] and he told me that he is convinced that the Chinese

are best reached by their own people, and that now he confines himself

almost entirely to superintendence and organization, while he has an

ever-increasing number of evangelists who do all the speaking and

teaching. It seems clear that the Chinese themselves feel the need of

this support, seeing that the Chinese Home Mission has elected to have a

foreign advisory committee. It is also essential to have foreign training

centres, such as Dr. Keller’s school at Changsha (_see_ page 152). At

present the training of these men is often most inadequate, owing to the

difficulty and expense of sending them long distances to the schools,

especially from the less accessible mission stations.

We did not spend all our time in the city, while preparing for our

journey eastward. Once again the lure of the lake came irresistibly on

me, and we sent our interpreter to engage a boat in advance to take

us across to the celebrated shrines. It is a long day’s expedition

and requires strong rowers. When we reached the spot, by ricksha, from

which we were to start, the boat proved quite unsuitable: it was so

heavy that it would have taken all day to get across. The only thing

was to make a fresh bargain for something more suitable, and we were

amused to find that it was women only who seemed to be in charge of this

trade. A pleasant, hefty-looking woman undertook to do the job to our

satisfaction, and we were soon gliding across the smooth waters. There

were many heavily-laden boats with lovely sails and as picturesque a

crowd of passengers as you could wish to see, who were crossing the lake

either to or from the city. Other boats were employed in fishing. The

air was most lovely and the colouring of lake and sky and mountains a

dream of beauty. Our two men and two women rowed like Trojans, and in

two hours we landed at the foot of fine crags on the further shore. We

climbed up a steep zigzag path, often up a rock stairway, through the

pine-trees. The air was filled with the scent of roses, and the birds

sang; nothing disturbed the delicious stillness of the place. From time

to time we reached a shrine where the devout pilgrim worships, and always

found a terrace or balcony with stone balustrade on which were perched

quaint carved beasts, and from which there was a glorious view across

the shimmering lake. Sometimes we passed through fine carved gateways,

and we found the thousand steps rather long and weary! At one shrine a

young acolyte, suffering from hip disease, prepared tea for us, before we

attacked the topmost stage of pilgrimage. This led by a passage cut in

the face of the rock to a very lofty little shrine, where squirrels were

sporting among the overhanging shrubs. We entered the dragon gate, over

which was inscribed the legend “Blessing to all who come.”

A party of Chinese women had actually climbed all the way up on their

tiny feet and welcomed us with charming courtesy. After they had chatted

for a few moments they turned in absorbed interest to their religious

duties: cash were dropped in the box, incense lighted and due obeisances

and prayers offered to the god carved in the solid wall of rock.

The view from the terrace was sublime, and far below the water was dotted

with white sails that looked like insects on its surface. The overhanging

cliff was of great height, and there was a sheer drop of hundreds of feet

to the narrow belt of cornland on the margin of the lake, whose further

shore was lost in the midday haze. The lake is called K’un-Yang-Hai; it

is forty miles long and from five to eight miles wide; no wonder the

people call it the “sea”! As we came down we noticed some scribbling on

one of the temples “against Japanese goods,” with a rough drawing of a

man with a pistol. Everywhere this hatred is shown in one form or another.

We had much interesting talk with an Englishman in our hotel, who had

been there for more than six months trying to establish trade relations

with the local authorities on behalf of his firm. The mineral wealth of

Yünnan is proverbially great: it has rich mines of gold, silver, copper,

iron, lead, coal, zinc, tin, and also salt and petroleum wells. The ores

are of good quality and easily extracted, so that Yünnan has boundless

wealth, if she chooses to develop it. But the Yünnanese are thoroughly

unprogressive and a lazy, lethargic people, very different from other

Chinese. The officials absolutely declined to sell their raw products,

and it was precisely the ore which the English firm wished to buy: it

was quite useless in its manufactured form. Their envoy hoped to have

completed his business in a few weeks, but months had already elapsed,

and although he thought the end was in sight, it was still a matter of

uncertainty. Probably a substantial bribe would have accelerated matters;

but not only is bribery unworthy of our trade traditions, but in the long

run injurious to trade itself. The trade relations of China are by no

means easy, and all nations are bidding for special facilities.

What a pity that the world as a whole cannot be converted to the policy

of Free Trade! What a clearing of the moral atmosphere it would make;

and what temptations would be saved to frail human nature!

Nine days after reaching Yünnanfu we started on our journey eastward.

No one who has not experienced it can imagine the thrill of delight

with which we set forth in search of adventures! We said good-bye to

many helpful friends, got all our papers in order, and a letter of

recommendation to the Governor of Kweichow; at an early hour of the day

an escort of ten white-uniformed soldiers was waiting outside, ready to

accompany us. We had seventeen coolies, and looked quite an imposing

procession. First came our two four-bearer chairs, then the interpreter’s

three-bearer chair, the cook’s two-bearer chair (it is important to

preserve the etiquette of position), and finally four coolies carrying

the luggage; part of the escort led the way and part brought up the rear.

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