It cannot be denied that it is hot here. Yesterday we went out in

'rickshas about the middle of the day and I don't believe I ever felt

such heat. It is like the Yosemite, only considerably more intense as

well as for longer periods of time. The only consolation one gets from

noting that it isn't humid is that if it were, one couldn't live at all.

But the desert sands aren't moist either. Your mother asked the coolie

why he didn't wear a hat, and he said because it was too hot. Think of

pulling a person at the rate of five or six miles an hour in the sun of

a hundred and twenty or thirty with your head exposed. Most of the

coolies who work in the sun have nothing on their heads. It's either

survival of the fittest or inheritance of acquired characteristics.

Their adaptation to every kind of physical discomfort is certainly one

of the wonders of the world. You ought to see the places where they lie

down to go to sleep. They have it all over Napoleon. This is also the

country of itinerant domesticity. I doubt if lots of the 'ricksha men

have any places to sleep except in their carts. And a large part of the

population must buy their food of the street pedlars, who sell every

conceivable cooked thing; then there are lots of cooked food stores

besides the street men.

PEKING, July 2.

The rainy season has set in, and now we have floods and also coolness,

the temperature having fallen from the late nineties to the early

seventies, and life seems more worth living again.

This is a great country for pictures, and I am most anxious for one of a

middle-aged Chinese, inclining to be fat, with a broad-brimmed straw

hat, sitting on the back of a very small and placid cream colored

donkey. He is fanning himself as the donkey moves imperceptibly along

the highway, is satisfied with himself and at ease with the world, and

everything in the world, whatever happens. This would be a good

frontispiece for a book on China--and the joke wouldn't all be on the

Chinese either.

To-day the report is that the Chinese delegates refused to sign the

Paris treaty; the news seems too good to be true, but nobody can learn

the facts. There are also rumors that the governmental military party,

having got everything almost out of Japan that is coming to them and

finding themselves on the unpopular side, are about to forget that they

ever knew the Japanese and to come out very patriotic. This is also

unconfirmed, but I suppose the only reason they would stay bought in any

case is that there are no other bidders in the market.

PEKING, Wednesday, July 2.

The anxiety here is tense. The report is that the delegates did not

sign, but so vaguely worded as to leave conjectures and no confirmation.

Meanwhile the students' organizations, etc., have begun another attack

against the government by demanding the dissolution of Parliament.

Meantime there is no cabinet and the President can get no one to form

one, and half those inside seem to be also on the strike because the

other half are there.

PEKING, July 4.

We are going out to the Higher Normal this morning. The head of the

industrial department is going to take us. The students are erecting

three new school buildings this summer--they made the plans, designs,

details, and are supervising the erection as well as doing the routine

carpenter work. The head of the industrial department, who acted as our

guide and host, has been organizing the "national industry" activity in

connection with the students' agitation. He is now, among other things,

trying to organize apprentice schools under guild control. The idea is

to take the brightest apprentice available in each "factory"--really, of

course, just a household group--and give them two hours' schooling a day

with a view to introducing new methods and new products into the

industry. They are going to take metal working here. Then he hopes it

will spread all over China. You cannot imagine the industrial

backwardness here, not only as compared with us but with Japan.

Consequently their markets here are flooded with cheap flimsy Japan-made

stuff, which they buy because it's cheap, the line of least resistance.

But perhaps the Shantung business will be worth its cost. The cotton

guild is very anxious to co-operate and they will supply capital if the

schools can guarantee skilled workingmen, especially superintendents.

Now they sell four million worth of cotton to Japan, where it is spun,

and then buy back the same cotton in thread for fourteen million--which

they weave. This is beside the large amount of woven cotton goods they

import.

I find in reading books that the Awakening of China has been announced a

dozen or more times by foreign travelers in the last ten years, so I

hesitate to announce it again, but I think this is the first time the

merchants and guilds have really been actively stirred to try to improve

industrial methods. And if so, it _is_ a real awakening--that and the

combination with the students. I read the translations from Japanese

every few days, and it would be very interesting to know whether their

ignorance is real or assumed. Probably some of both--it is inconceivable

that they should be as poor judges of Chinese psychology as the articles

indicate. But at the same time they have to keep up a certain tone of

belief among the people at home--namely, that the Chinese really prefer

the Japanese to all other foreigners; for they realize their dependence

upon them, and if they do not make common cause with them it is because

foreigners, chiefly Americans, instigate it all from mercenary and

political motives. As a matter of fact, I doubt if history knows of any

such complete case of national dislike and distrust; it sometimes seems

as if there hadn't been a single thing that the Japanese might have done

to alienate the Chinese that they haven't tried. The Chinese would feel

pretty sore at America for inviting them into the war and then leaving

them in the lurch, if the Japanese papers and politicians hadn't spent

all their time the last three months abusing America--then their sweet

speeches in America. It will be interesting to watch and see just what

particular string they trip on finally.

It's getting to the end of an Imperfect Day. We saw the school as per

program and I find I made a mistake. The boys made the plans of the

three buildings and are supervising their erection, but not doing the

building. They are staying in school all summer, however--those in the

woodworking class--and have taken a contract for making all the desks

for the new buildings--the school gives them room and board (food and

its preparation costs about five dollars per month), and they

practically give their time. All the metal-working boys are staying in

Peking and working in the shops to improve and diversify the products.

Remember these are boys, eighteen to twenty, and that they are carrying

on their propaganda for their country; that the summer averages one

hundred in the shade in Peking, and you'll admit there is some stuff

here.

This P.M. we went to a piece of the celebration. The piece we saw wasn't

so very Fourth of Julyish, but it was interesting--Chinese sleight of

hand. Their long robe is an advantage, but none the less it can't be so

very easy to move about with a very large sized punch bowl filled to the

brim with water, or with five glass bowls each with a gold fish in it,

ready to bring out. It seems that sometimes the artist turns a

somersault just as he brings out the big bowl of water, but we didn't

get that. None of the tricks were complicated, but they were the neatest

I ever saw. There is a home-made minstrel show to-night, but it rained,

and as the show (and dance later) are in the open, we aren't going, as

we intended.

You can't imagine what it means here for China not to have signed. The

entire government has been for it--the President up to ten days before

the signing said it was necessary. It was a victory for public opinion,

and all set going by these little schoolboys and girls. Certainly the

United States ought to be ashamed when China can do a thing of this

sort.

Sunday, July 7.

We had quite another ride yesterday, sixty or seventy miles altogether.

The reason for the macadam road is worth telling. When Yuan Shi Kai was

planning to be Emperor his son broke his leg, and he heard the hot

springs would be good for him. So one of the officials made a road to

it. Some of the present day officials, including an ex-official who was

recently forced to resign after being beaten up, now own the springs and

hotel, so the road will continue to be taken care of. On the way we went

through the village of the White Snake and also of the One Hundred

Virtues.

Y. M. C. A.'s and Red Crossers are still coming from Siberia on their

way home. I don't know whether they will talk freely when they get home.

It is one mess, and the stories they will tell won't improve our foreign

relations any. The Bolsheviki aren't the only ones that shoot up

villages and take the loot--so far the Americans haven't done it.

PEKING, July 8.

This morning the papers here reported the denial of Japan that she had

made a secret treaty with Germany. The opinion here seems to be that

they did not, but merely that preliminaries had begun with reference to

such a treaty. We heard at dinner the other day from responsible

American officials here that, after America had completed the last of

the arrangements for China to go into the war, the Japanese arranged to

get a concession from Russia for the delivery on the part of the

Japanese of China into the war on the side of the Allies.

Well, the Japanese are still at it with the cat out of the bag. It looks

now as if they are getting ready to break up the present government in

Japan. This is interpreted to mean that that breakup will be made to

look as if it were in disapproval of the present mistakes in diplomacy

and of the price of rice; and then they can put in a worse one there and

the world will not know the difference, but will be made to think that

Japan is reforming. Speaking of constitutionality in Japan, I ceased to

worry about that as soon as I learned the older statesmen never troubled

at all about who was elected, but just let the elections go through, as

their business was so assured in other ways that the elections made no

difference anyway, and that the same principle worked equally well in

the matter of passing bills. No bill can ever come up without the

approval of the powers that be and they know how it is coming out in

spite of all discussions. No wonder change comes slowly and maybe it

will have to come all at once in the form of a revolution if it comes in

reality. It is now reported that Tsai, the Chancellor of the University

here, has said he will come back on condition that the students do not

move in future in any political matter without his consent, and I am not

able to guess whether that is a concession or a clever way of seeming to

agree with both sides at once. The announcement of Tsai's return means

that things will soon be back in normal shape and ready for another

upheaval.

We seem to be utterly stumped by the house situation. All the members of

the Rockefeller Foundation get nice new houses built for them, and the

houses are nice new Chinese ones but free from the poor qualities of

those to be rented here. All the houses in Peking are built like our

woodsheds, directly on the ground, raised a few inches from actual

contact with the earth by a stone floor. The courts fill with water when

the rains are hard and then they are moist for days, maybe weeks, and

about two feet of wet seeps up the side of the walls. Yesterday we

called on one of our Chinese friends here, and the whole place was in

that state, but he did not seem to notice it. If he wants baths in the

house it doubles the cost he pays the water wagon, and then after all

the trouble of heating and carrying the water there is no way to dispose

of the waste, except to get a man to come and carry it away in buckets.

You would have endless occupation here just looking on to see how this

bee colony can find so many ways of making life hard for itself. A

gentleman at the Foundation has just been telling us how the coolies

steal every little piece of metal, leftovers or screwed on, that they

can get at. The privation of life sets up an entirely new set of

standards for morals. No one, it appears, can be convicted for stealing

food in China.

PEKING, July 8.

The Rockefeller buildings are lovely samples of what money can do. In

the midst of this worn and weak city they stand out like illuminating

monuments of the splendor of the past in proper combination with the

modern idea. They are in the finest old style of Chinese architecture;

green roofs instead of yellow, with three stories instead of one. One

wonders how long it will take China to catch up and know what they are

doing. It is said the Chinese are not at all inclined to go to their

hospital for fear of the ultra foreign methods which they do not yet

understand. On the other hand, there is no disposition on the part of

the Institution to meet them half way as the missionaries have always

done. There are a number of Chinese among the doctors and they have now

opened all the work to the women. There is a great need for women

doctors now in China, but evidently it will take a generation yet before

this work will begin to be understood and will take its natural place in

Chinese affairs. It is rather amusing that this splendid set of

buildings quite surrounds and overshadows the biggest Japanese hospital

and school that is in Peking, and they say the fact has quite humiliated

the Japanese. At present the buildings are nearing completion, but all

the old rubbishy structures of former times will have to be pulled down

before these new ones can be seen in all their beauty. Among other

things, they have built thirty-five houses also in Chinese style but

with all the modern comforts, in which to house their faculty, and in

addition to those there are a good many buildings which were taken over

from the old medical missionary College, besides, perhaps, some that

will be left from the palace of the Prince whose property they bought.

Two fine old lions are an addition from the Prince, but no foreign

family would stand the inconveniences and discomforts of the ancient

Prince, in spite of all his wives.

PEKING, July 11.

They have the best melons here you ever saw. Their watermelons, which

are sold on the street in such quantities as to put even the southern

negroes to shame, are just like yellow ice cream in color, but they

aren't as juicy as ours. Their musk melons aren't spicy like the ones at

home at all, but are shaped like pears, only bigger and have an acid

taste; in fact they are more like a cucumber with a little acid pep in

them, only the seeds are all in the center like our melons. When you get

macaroons and little cakes here in straight Chinese houses you realize

that neither we nor the Europeans were the first to begin eating. They

either boil or steam their bread--they eat wheat instead of rice in this

part of the country--or fry it, and I have no doubt that doughnuts were

brought home to grandma by some old seafaring captain. These things are

all the stranger because, except for sponge cake, no such things are

indigenous to Japan. So when you first get here you can hardly resist

the impression that these things have been brought to China from America

or Europe. Read a book called "Two Heroes of Cathay," by Luella Miner,

and see how our country has treated some of these people in the past,

and then you see them so fond of America and of Americans and you

realize that in some ways they are ahead of us in what used to be known

as Christianity before the war. I guess we wrote you from Hangchow about

seeing the monument and shrine to two Chinese officials who were torn in

pieces at the time of the Boxer rebellion because they changed a

telegram to the provincial officers "Kill all foreigners" to read

"Protect all foreigners." The shrine is kept up, of course, by the

Chinese, and very few foreigners in China even know of the incident.

Their art is really childlike and all the new kinds of artists in

America who think being queer is being primitive ought to come over here

and study the Chinese in their native abodes. A great love of bright

colors and a wonderful knowledge of how to combine them, a comparatively

few patterns used over and over in all kinds of ways, and a preference

for designs that illustrate some story or idea or that appeal to their

sense of the funny--it's a good deal more childlike than what passes in

Greenwich Village for the childlike in art.

Y.M.C.A., PEKING, July 17.

A young Korean arrived here in the evening and he was met here on our

porch by a Chinese citizen who is also Korean. The newly arrived could

speak very little English and by means of a triangle we were able to

arrive at his story. It seems there is quite a leakage of Korean

students over the Chinese border all the time. To become a Chinese

student requires six years of residence, or else it was three; anyway

enough to postpone the idea of going to America to study till rather

late in case one wants to resort to that way of escape from Japanese

oppression. The elder and the one who has become a Chinese citizen

seemed a good deal excited; I fancy they are dramatic by nature, and

made many gestures. He urged on me the importance of our going to Korea

and he is going to bring us some pictures to look at. Well, it all set

me thinking, and so I have been reading the Korean guide book and

reflecting on the wonderful climate there and wondering if we can get a

reasonable place to stay. My first discovery of the real seriousness of

the Korean situation came across me in Japan early in March, when we had

a holiday on account of the funeral of the Korean prince, for the reason

that after the funeral and gradually in connection with it the _Japanese

Advertiser_ said it was rumored that the old Korean prince had committed

suicide. Doubtless you may know the story there, and then again you may

not. However, the facts have leaked one way and another and now it is

known that the old man did commit suicide in order to prevent the

marriage of the young prince, who has been brought up in Japan, to the

Japanese princess. By etiquette his death, taking place three days or so

before the date set for the wedding, prevented the marriage from taking

place for two years, and it is hoped by the Koreans that before two

years they could weaken the Japanese grip on Korea. We all know they

have made a beginning since last March and the suicide did something to

help that along. Now that Japan is advertising political reforms in

Korea she would probably count on that reputation again to cover her

real activities and intentions with the world at large for some time to

come. The Japanese are like the Italian Padrones or other skillful newly

rich; they have learned the western efficiency and in that they are at

least a generation ahead of their neighbors. New knowledge to take

advantage of the old experience which she has moved away from and

understands so well, to make that experience contribute all it has

towards building up and strengthening the new riches of herself. The

excuse is the one of the short and easy road to success though in the

long run it is destructive in its bearings. But a certain physical

efficiency is what Japan surely has and she has made that go a little

further than it really can go. It is just one more evidence of the

failure of the Peace Conference to comprehend the excuses that Wilson is

making for the concessions he has granted to the practical needs, as he

calls them. We are now getting the first echoes from his speeches here.

When I reflect on the changed aspect of our minds and on the facts that

we have become accustomed to gradually since coming here I realize we

have much to explain to you which now seems a matter of course over

here. We discovered from reading an old back number somewhere that an

American traveler had been given the order of the Royal Treasure in

Japan when he was there. This order is said to be bestowed on the

Japanese alone. Before he received it he had made a public speech to the

effect that as China was down and out and needed some protector it was

natural that Japan should be that, as by all historical reasons she was

fitted to be. It appears to be true that the Militarists here who are

causing the trouble for China and who are able to hold the government on

account of foreign support have that idea so far as the "natural" goes.

The great man of China to-day is Hsu, commonly known as Little Hsu,

which is a good nickname in English, Little Shoe. He has never been in

the western hemisphere and he thinks it is better for China to give a

part of her territory to the Japanese who will help them, than to hope

for anything from the other foreigners, who only want to exploit them,

and if once China can get a stable government with the aid of the

Japanese militarists, then after that she can build herself into a

nation. Meantime Little Shoe has gained by a sad fluke in the

legislature the appointment of Military Dictator of Mongolia, and this

means he is given full power to use his army for agricultural and any

other enterprises he may choose. It means, in short, that he is absolute

dictator of all Mongolia which is retained by China and which is

bordered by Eastern Inner Mongolia which Japan controls under the

twenty-one Demands by a ninety-nine-year lease under the same absolute

conditions. These last few days since that act was consummated, nothing

is happening so far as the public knows, and according to friends the

government can go on indefinitely here with no cabinet and no

responsibility to react to the public demands. The bulk of the nation is

against this state of affairs, but with the support of foreigners and

the lack of organization there is nothing to do but stand it and see the

nation sold out to Japan and other grabbers. If you can get at

_Millard's Review_, look at it and read especially the recent act of the

Foreign Council which licensed the press--I mean they passed an Act to

do so. Fortunately the Act is not legal and will not be ratified by the

Chinese Council at Shanghai.

To this house come the officers of the Y. M.C.A. who are on the way home

from Siberia and other places. The stories one hears here are full of

horror and always the same. Our men are too few to accomplish anything

and the whole affair is not any of our business anyway. Anyway the

Canadians have a sense of virtue in getting out of it and going home,

and well they may, say I. The Japanese have had 70,000 there at least

and they may have shipped many more than that, for they have such a

command of the railroads that there is no way of keeping track of them.

I believe the conviction is they are taking in men according to their

own judgment of the case all the time. Everybody agrees that the

Japanese soldiers are hated by all the others and have generally proved

themselves disagreeable, the Chinese being thoroughly liked.

Meantime the dissatisfaction in Japan over rice in particular and food

in general is quite evidently becoming more and more acute. And it is

interesting to read the interviews with Count Ishii which all end up in

the same way, that the fear of bomb-throwers in the United States is

becoming a very serious alarm among all. The Anti-American agitation was

hard for us to understand while we were there, but its meaning is less

obscure now. Will it be effective? Is another world war already

preparing? It is said here that the students were very successful during

the strike in converting soldiers to their ideas. The boys at the High

Normal said they were disappointed when they were let out of jail at the

University because they had not converted more than half the soldiers.

The guards around those boys were changed every four hours.

It is raining most of the time and it is typical of the Chinese

character that my teacher did not come because of the rain. You have to

remember he never takes a 'ricksha, though he might have looked at it

that it was better to pay a man than to lose the lesson. The mud in the

roads here is much like the old days on Long Island before the gravel

was put there, only it is softer and more slippery here, and the water

stands.

PEKING, July 17.

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