Our stay among the tribes and all we heard about them led us to believe
that they are capable of becoming a valuable asset to the empire, and the
progress now being made in civilizing them is most encouraging. Some have
even been sent as elected members of the first Parliament of the Chinese
Republic. They have proved themselves capable of taking literary degrees
on the same footing as the Chinese. One of the most powerful viceroys in
Western China was a Nosu. In S. Pollard’s book, _In Unknown China_, he
mentioned the interesting fact that he had obtained (through a friend)
the opinion of the brilliant Dr. Wu Ting Fang (formerly Chinese Minister
at Washington) as to the position of the tribes in the new five-coloured
flag. He places them in the red bar, which stands first of the colours,
reckoning them as Sons of Han, namely among the Chinese.
[Illustration]
_Chapter VI_
_The Province of Hunan_
“You’ve seen the world
—The beauty and the wonder and the power,
The shapes of things, their colours, lights and shades,
Changes, surprises—and God made it all!
—For what? Do you feel thankful, aye, or no,
For this fair town’s face, yonder river’s line,
The mountain round it and the sky above,
Much more the figures of man, woman, child,
These are the frame to? What’s it all about?
To be passed over, despised? or dwelt upon,
Wondered at?...
... This world’s no blot for us,
Nor blank; it means intensely, and means good:
To find its meaning is my meat and drink.”
—R. BROWNING.
_Chapter VI_
_The Province of Hunan_
[Illustration: INN PAPER WINDOW.]
We spent about three weeks in Hunan, and the weather was broken all
the time. Many days it rained, and occasionally there were violent
thunderstorms, so that our journey was delayed. We left the province of
Kweichow on May 14, and found ten days in our little house-boat quite
entertaining and recuperative, as it afforded time for rest after the
strenuous journey over the highways and by-ways of that province. The
river scenery was often very grand, though not equal to the Yangtze
gorges. There was constant variety to occupy our attention, stopping at
towns and villages, watching the other river craft, and making up arrears
of correspondence. We had also been provided by Mr. Davies with a bundle
of newspapers, and were glad to learn what was going on in the outer
world, from which we seemed so completely shut out for the time being.
It really did not matter that the papers were a few weeks old; the main
thing was that we should not be so entirely ignorant of what had happened
during our absence, when once more we reached home.
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