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“...130
CHEFOO, N. CHINA CHEFUSIAN JANUARY 1930.
CONTENTS.
Editorial 130
Summer Holidays 131
Fire-Drill 132
C.S.S.M. 133
Lectures 136
Des Impressions. . . 140
New Year Resolutions 141
Prep. School Letter. 139
Register Holidays 143
China-Page Competition 145
Further Observations at Yantaia 143
Colour Photographs of Chefoo 150
Literary and Debating Society 153
Hobbies. 155
Sports. 156
Notices. 163
Form Lists. 165
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EDITORIAL.
holidays—even though they will seem
gX ummer
very far off and unreal to those who read this
number in the bleak, biting February weather—is the point
at which we re-open our chronicle of school life. C.S.S.M.
Camps for the Senior boys and girls in the school were an
innovation this year, and proved to be weeks which will
remain long in the memories of the campers.
The Opening Service was taken by Mr. Davies, and
we launched upon the unknown waters of another school
year. Tn this its first term, epidemics have been conspicu-
ous by their absence, a fact for which we...”
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“...' mornings often saw the inmates of - colder
classrooms having lessons in the shack. Those who had
warmer ones were not privileged with this diversion from
the ordinary routine, but even among them ‘prep’-ing out-
side was popular.
Basket-ball matches provided excitement during the
middle of November, not to mention the tournament played
on Oxford Holiday, and a Corner-ball one on the same
occasion.
Both the Northern and Southern Party sailed on
Friday, the twenty-ninth of November, and left Chefoo to
unaccustomed calm for the next two months.
This term has not been without its touch of sorrow,
for during November Mr. Harding, who had been ill in
the C.I.M. Hospital since the summer, passed away. We
take this opportunity of expressing our sincere sympathy
with Mrs. Harding and her daughters.
The editors would.like .to.thank Miss Bond, who- has
taken Miss McCarthy’s place, and Mr. Houghton, for their
indispensable help which has been so generously given in
connection with the magazine.
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“...133
THE HOUSE-PARTIES, AUGUST 1929.
flf'he C.S.S.M. Committee in Chefoo, after careful
forethought, determined to launch into an en-
tirely new venture for the Summer Campaign. Instead
of the usual week or fortnight of meetings, it was decided
to hold two C.S.S.M. house-parties for the elder girls and
boys, as well as a Rally and several meetings for the Preps,
and the juniors.
The Boys’ Camp was held from Monday August
12th. to Saturday August 17th. at No. 2 Woodland Road.
The suggestion had been to invite all those in the Upper
School, who were staying in School for the holidays, and,
as the numbers turned out to be just right, this plan was
adopted. Dr. and Mrs. Landsborough kindly consented to
act as ITouse-Father and Mother, and very well indeed did
they fill their parts. Messrs. Ploughton and Martin, who
performed the offices of “uncles” added immensely to the
enjoyment of the week, and here it is not out of place to
express the sincere gratitude which all those who were
present felt...”
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“...them? Mr. Sturt spoke to us about Mongolia
and Mrs. Landsborough showed us slides of Formosa and
told us about Mission work there. What were they like?
“Bright and breezy” especially about the Mongolian host’s
endeavour to clean the tea-bowl for his guest, but they
were soul-stirring too, and we shall ever remember the
word picture of the sheep that had wandered too far to be
saved. Did you sing any choruses? Ra-ther! Learn any
new ones? Yes. “GOD is still on the Throne”, a new
one brought to Chefoo by the chairman Mr. Arthur Rouse,
and “Millions are Dying” sung to Mr. Houghton’s beauti-
ful tune. These talks did us all good for they revealed
the need of hungry souls. And did you enjoy them? Yes!!
we certainly did, and Rally Day will not soon be forgotten.
H. F. B....”
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“...(IT ’ie ^am'ne condition in the far off provinces of
Kansu and Shensi claimed our attention during
the first four Monday evening lectures of this term. Mr.
(t.F. Andrew left Chefoo on the seventeenth of March for
the North West of China, where, on behalf of the Famine
Relief Committee, lie went to investigate the cause and
extent of the need, and to find the best way of bringing
relief to the starving thousands. It was our great privilege
to hear a fairly detailed account of the time he spent up
there, and the vivid pictures brought before us, gave us
some conception of the appalling state of those parts.
His route was as follows. Crossing to Tientsin hv steamer,
Mr. Andrew then went up to Peiping, and from there, first
South to Chengchow then West to Lingpao, the railway
terminus. Here he left the train and went across Shensi
to Sian, then to Pingliang in Kansu and on to Lanchow.
The sights encountered in this part of the journey were
awful in the extreme. A constant stream of emaciated...”
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“...ai rencontre des mattresses si charmantes
et des camarades si gaies et si gentilles, que vite mes
craintes se sont envole.es. J’ai tout oublie; je suis main-
tenant comme vous “I simply love my school.”
Y.L.
| NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS
“Ring out the old, ring in the new”—A new year
in the old surroundings! Such were my sentiments as
our steamer brought us once more in view of old Chefoo.
Everything was the same, as when, two months previously
amidst the shouts and last farewells we bad scrambled on
the launch, homeward bound. The bare white walls of
the Prep, first came into sight, and presently the Boys’
and Girls’ Schools were distinguished amidst the other...”
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“...arrive at what seems the edge of Chefoo.
A wide sand plain stretches before us. Here and there a
clump of trees, and everywhere there are fields of peanuts.
As we wait for everyone to gather, some soldiers
start marching, singing one of their songs. We walk in
time to their singing. It is more difficult to walk on the
sandy soil, than on firmer ground.
At length we arrive at the country house. We soon
discover a most interesting farm-yard. A mule, a stork,
ducks, pigs and baby chicks. The favourites however are
four little puppies.
After dinner we all disperse and roam as far as our
bounds permit. One party goes off on a wild war dance,
another set walks off to a sand hill. Some ? Formers
meditate on toads for fully ten minutes while others set
out on voyages of discovery.
All too soon our wonderful picnic comes to an end,
and after getting in our rickshaws near the gaol, we soon
find ourselves back at school after a most enjoyable day
at the Old Chefoo Country Club.
E. E. D. and B. C....”
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“...147
A moment of Forgetfulness—A Tragedy.
Li-ping-san was a bright and cheery youth, bright as any
Chinese lad and as cheerful as a Chinese boy can be. His home was
far distant from Chefoo and in a place to which, as yet, Western ways
and Western goods had not penetrated in any appreciable quantity.
The barbers still plied tbeir calling in the good old-fashioned way,
which their ancestors, in the happy days of the old dynasty, before
the Revolution had shaken the civilization of the Middle Flowery
Kingdom to its very foundations, were wont to affect. This national
earthquake had shaken the queues off more than half the male heads
of the population, thus depriving the merry barbers of quite a large
portion of their clientelle. However there were still a number of the
die-hards who found an hour of weekly relaxation in coming to the
barber’s shop to have their heads shaved and tbeir long queues combed
and plaited. Again many of those who sacrificed their queues to
their growing feeling of...”
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“...ses we see trees clothed with their bright
autumn leaves. Glimpses are caught of clumps of bril-
liant red milk-wort- in the crevices of rocks and boulders.
Having seen the nearer glories, let us look farther afield.
We can see the land and sea for miles around. Before us
the mighty ocean stretches, far as eye can see, uninter-
rupted save by the rugged outline of the Bluff. The water
below is deeper blue than the heaven above, and smooth
as glass. To the West we see Settlement point and all
Chefoo, with the smoke of many fires hanging like a dark
cloud over the city. Far away, beyond the long strip of
the sandspit, are blue hills, behind which the sun, that
great ball of fire, has just sunk to rest. The soft pink,
yellow and blue are blended with exquisite harmony. Be-
hind us range on range of hills present themselves to our
enraptured gaze, while to our right the land stretches out
to the sea which in its turn reaches to the distant blue
hills which form our Eastern horizon.
This is...”
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“...wind and waves added to
the comfort? and novelty of the return from church!
3. ^Jfroxn H|e ^ockcg llficlb.
Blue! clear dazzling blue above! Deep, wonderful
blue! the sea separating the Bluff from the mainland of
Chefoo. Yonder the wooded knoll of Settlement Hill
looms up against the sky-line, a pleasant green to tired
eyes. To the East, Lighthouse Island is shewn in clear
relief, with the familiar light-house hovering over it like
some wild, white sea-fowl. Behind, the bare brown hills
with the quarries cut deep into them, form the horizon;
whilst below can be seen the sandy beach and wave-lapped
shore.
Have you forgotten the scene—can’t you see it, and
recall your days in Chefoo? F. M. K.
4. Glhefon
The throbbing engines of our boat relax to a gentle
hum, and we draw near Chefoo harbour. As we glide
through the harbour-opening we notice the formidable-look-
ing rocks of Settlement Hill, and our eyes stray to the
dark green background of the trees. The water, which
looks so blue from a distance...”
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“...are safely settled in
our chosen rick-shaw we take a last look back at the har-
bour, only to see a swaying, leafless forest of junk-masts,
and the funnel and stern of our own boat, while in the
background gleam the sides of a British Warship.
M. M.
’Tis the Hard Grey Weather
Breeds Hard Englishmen.”
“Last night the winds began to rise
And roar, from yonder dropping day.
'fhe last red leaf is whirled away,
And the rooks are blown about the skies.’’
To be sure we do not have the rooks here in Chefoo,
but just substitute geese, which are our winter heralds,
and the verse will be ours.
These are the signs that we have, and it is when
we have been at our lessons all day long, and go out tq
have our cobwebs blown away, that we struggle with the
winds that bring in the winter. We sigh again as once
more the walk-line turns out on to the highway; before
we are back however we are satisfied, for when we reach
the foot of Adam’s Nob we break, and there is one wild
race up for the top. It is just...”
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