China's Revolution, 1911-1912: A Historical and Political Record of the Civil WarDingle, Edwin John
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China's Revolution, 1911-1912: A Historical and Political Record of the Civil War
Dingle, Edwin John
China -- History -- Revolution, 1911-1912
Now, Mr. Hu Ying, this same man, some years ago narrowly escaped
losing his head for being mixed up in an alleged Revolutionary
escapade that cost his more enthusiastic confederate his head. He
was the President of the Foreign Office of the Hupeh Government when
I interviewed him. He was a man who to a very large extent had been
the prime mover in the Republican dream of the future. For many
years a strong Revolutionist, he had, however, been called upon to
study the arts of Revolutionism in prison. For when the Revolution
broke out he was still behind the prison bars in Wuchang, and under
normal conditions would have passed the remainder of a miserable life
dreaming of the great reforms he now hoped to help forward. He was a
man who incontestably had the confidence of Li Yuan Hung. Mr. Hu was
only one of a number of delegates sent down to join with Dr. Wu Ting
Fang in upholding the Republican side of the argument against Tang
Shao Yi and his assistants. They all represented General Li Yuan
Hung and thoroughly understood his ideas. Mr. Hu and another of the
{178} delegates--a Mr. C. T. Wang, who was a graduate of an American
University and in China held the responsible position of the National
Secretaryship of the Y.M.C.A. in China--were chosen to assist Dr. Wu
by representatives of the various Revolutionary provinces represented
at Wuchang. Hu Ying was a short, rather stout Chinese, who told me
frankly that he felt fearfully out of it because he could not speak
my foreign words, and a man who would never be taken seriously at
first sight as one capable of shaping the foreign policy of the
Chinese Empire. As a matter of fact, he was nervous with
foreigners--it may be, of course, that his long term in prison had
made him so--and looked up rather timidly over the steel rims of his
glasses as he spoke. He laughed with buoyant candour over his own
jokes, and was somewhat of a caricature in his foreign felt hat that
was the only sign about him that he had ambitions for Occidentalising
his country.
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