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“...THE ORGAN OF THE CHEFOO SCHOOLS ASSOCIATION. Sto-...”
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“...Cbefoo. Wol. III.—1RO- 3. A CAMBRIDGE GROUP. iSbttovtal. [Al “ ’Tis not in mortals to command success, But we’ll do more . . . ; we’ll deserve it.”—Addison. LL those interested in China, and particularly those who cherish tender memories of Chefoo, will rejoice that the terrible plague, which has recently swept over a large portion of that land, is slowly dying out. Long ere this appears in print, all the children will have started their regular school routine again. An interesting account will be found in our pages of their doings and life in Shanghai, where they were forced to remain after the first outbreak of the dread disease....”
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“...36 CHEFOO. A perusal of this number will show that a few have answered the call to arms, and we venture to think the result will prove a more interesting number. It is generally supposed that where one will lead many will follow, and we trust this will be the rule and not the exception with regard to “ Chefoo ” contributions and contributors, “ And you’ll find it so, I speak no more than every one doth know.” Shakespeare. Summer is with us again, and with it thoughts of our summer holiday. Now surely there are some who will make a good resolution (and stick to it) and write an account of their experiences this year, with, if possible, a photo or two thrown in. All is grist which comes to our mill, and tales of camp life, seaside, riverside or lakeside holidays will all be welcome, motoring and aeroplaning included. At home, abroad, ashore or afloat, it matters not which, if the hero be a Chefooite. An excellent suggestion has just come to hand, and we pass it on in the hope that it will...”
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“...were weird and wonderful in the extreme. It was much regretted that so few of the present staff were in Shanghai, Mr. McCarthy and Mr. Murray being notable absentees. Shortly after midnight Mr. Hayward, who had made an admirable Master of Ceremonies, called on Mr. Lea for an account of the Schools ; that gentleman confessed that he had never before been called upon for a speech in the early hours of the morning. Speaking of the past successes of the Schools he said that they had in the last Oxford Exams, surpassed all previous records, whilst the accommodation of the buildings had never been so taxed as at the present time. The Chefoo Schools could claim not only to be in the very front rank of Schools in the East, but were easily holding their own with the advance...”
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“...38 CHEFOO. of education in the West. The mingling of the children from the Interior stations with those from the coast towns was all for good in the welfare of the Schools, all tended to the widening and upbuilding of character. In the Athletic world we were not behindhand. It was a source of pride to him to see how many of the old boys and girls were joining in the big games of Football and Hockey which were so popular in Shanghai. And yet still more gratifying was it to know that old pupils were devoting their lives to God’s work in heathen China. They were glad to have amongst them Dr. George King after his brilliant successes in Edinburgh, and his sister, Miss Emily King, also Miss Lily Parry on their way to the Interior. We wished them Godspeed. Mr. Lea also proposed a hearty vote of thanks to George Rendall, the Honorary Secretary, and those who had so ably helped him to arrange such a happy evening. Then in order :—Prayers—God Save the King—The Doxology—Auld Lang Syne—Good Night—Good...”
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“...CHEFOO. 39 residents—by virtue of their less dangerous calling not as proof, probably, against hairbreadth escapes as the school staff—had been either burnt to death, or blown to the four winds, or even, with the most innocent of intentions, injured for life. Leaving the household at Chinkiang in the throes of cheerful despair (the cheerfulness predominating, however) as to how to put up twenty little scamps and two teachers in the most respectable manner—beds being fairly plentiful, but other necessary furniture largely in a non-existent state—I passed the small crew under command of Miss Triidinger and Miss Unwin just half-way to their destination. They were hugely enjoying the rarity of a train journey, and being at peace with all the world, little thought (poor mites !) that Shanghai was heaving its first sigh of relief at their departure. At the Mission metropolis, all was hurry and bustle. Boys were being stowed away with all speed over the offices ; girls in the rooms, back and front...”
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“...40 CHEFOO. sequently a very busy person indeed. “ Far from the madding crowd’s ignoble strife,” the staff here regales itself at certain stated times and seasons. For mental refreshment (or otherwise!) the ladies repair to Mrs. Hoste’s sitting-room, where Miss Powell is constantly to be seen directing into fit channels the youthful efforts of musical genius. An upstairs lodger, devoid of the interest of the teacher— who does derive, one hopes, some little pleasure in the progress of the pupil as compensation for the grind—listens mournfully to scales major, scales minor, scales chromatic, and the broad-minded variety which take their journey from a common torrid zone to the arctic and antarctic of ths pianoforte. One event of excitement occurred after the first ten days. This was the advent of Mr. Taylor, who had been telegraphed for when it was found that another master was urgently needed. His arrival caused a sudden pause in the whirl of activity, while a fresh timetable struggled into...”
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“...CHEFOO. 41 NOTES FROM TWO CHEFOO SCHOOLGIRLS. ROCRASTINATION is the thief of time, and we have at last summoned up courage to write (warned by the Editor’s call to our lack of enthusiasm1) of a few pleasant times two old Chefooites have experienced together in Amoy, and in Chefoo, that spot so full of memories to each one of us. Last winter Mrs. Anz (nee Parkhill), May Arthur, and ourselves, spent the winter together in Amoy, and a very lively house party we were! Even after getting home from dances and dinner parties, we all used to sit round the bedroom fire, and that magic word, “ Do you remember,” kept our tongues busy, without any fear of talking marks ! We used to have great fun comparing notes, and no one was spared a good deal of chaff. With one of us the cap fitted very well, and now we are all very busy planning for a wedding in the autumn—a Chefoo bride and bridesmaids—and we promise to send a photo to the magazine ! In the summer we met again in Chefoo, and another Chefooite...”
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“...42 CHEFOO. pathise ?) We had great times bathing on the Boys’ School raft, and were quite a gathering of old Chefooites: Jenny Riley, George Rendall, Eric Clarke, Louis King, and ourselves. Eric Clarke tried to teach us to dive, without any great success, we fear ! ! ! Another afternoon we rowed round to the Second Beach, to try and find cat’s-eyes. We rowed back as the sun was setting and were all bathed in a glow of rosy light. We all know those beautiful Chefoo sunsets, when the clouds take on fantastic shapes and hues of indescribable beauty, and the hills at the Bluff stand out so distinct and clear. This year was memorable for the number of old boys and girls in Chefoo. Besides those we have already mentioned were Mrs. Ufford (Lottie Hartwell), May Corbett, John Clarke, Wallace Squire, George Sears, Mr., and Mrs. Beer, Matthew Tonkin (better known to most of us as Billy), C. L. L. Williams and Tom Cranston. We went to two Boys’ School concerts, and heard the old rounds. Doesn’t that...”
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“...CHEFOO. 43 EVOLUTION. SOMETIMES, when the day is over, the lights are low, and one dreams in an arm-chair by the warm glow of the fire, of those old days that can never be again, but can only be visited in the dim light of memory, I see her again—-almost elfish-looking—so dark she was and small and slight, and her hair in those well remembered rat’s-tails. Then after looking into the more vivid present and seeing what she is now, I go back again to the small incidents that stand out clearly against the more numerous and half-forgotten ones and try to trace out how the woman was foreshadowed in the child. It may be amusing now to those of us who are acquainted with the higher walks of literature, and talk glibly in other languages, to think what a painstaking task it used to be to learn to draw one letter. We almost felt we had finished learning English when we could spell out “The cat sat on the mat. It was a fat cat.” But it was no laughing matter then ! I remember how she learned to make...”
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“...44 CHEFOO. about at her own sweet will among the trees. She never meant to lose herself—oh, dear, no ! But it was surely very inconsiderate of the hills to change their position—just to spite a poor little thing like her ! To cut a long story short, she was weeping copiously, and, geography forgotten, was in terror lest at any moment she should fall over the edge of the world, when a shensaman met her and gave her a lift. She almost forgot her misdemeanour in the delight of having a whole long ride all to herself. She forgot it entirely, when Mrs. Tomalin, the only one at home, comforted and petted her and fed her with good things. It was not till the end of the day that retribution came, and I have no doubt more tears. Even then she had not suffered the full penalty of the law. At the next picnic, and on the way to it, with centre one of the teachers and radius a two-yard tape, describe a circle, and you have all the space within which the culprit was allowed to wander. But if only grown-ups...”
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“...evidence of the grave philosopher, scarlet-gowned and black-trenchered, going backwards and forwards to the University. But that small indignant figure chafing against the arm of the law (in this case, two yards long), the same figure fighting for the very love of it, can only point to one conclusion—alas and alas ! “ Suffragettes will happen in the best regulated schools,” yes ! even in Chefoo. I am afraid it is no good to attempt to bring her to her senses—she has gone the length of chalking pavements and, like some others, selling “ Votes for Women ” in the streets. She even had the audacity to tell me once that she thought no old Chefoo girl could do better than go on a deputation. If only she were in London, she would go on one herself! A. L. C....”
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“...The Chefoo boy is uncommonly shy and very reserved, which does not signify that he is dull, incapable, and not in a position to write literature of a high order, and it has struck me since this little magazine first was circulated, that this is why it has remained “ little ” and not become more full of the writings of Chefoo boys. My writing here is no criterion to go by, and I hope that no one will be under the hallucination that 1 think this a standard of literature difficult to excel, but I do humbly grovel at the feet of my superiors, only endeavouring to “ start the wheel moving;” in hopes that my courage (it needs great courage) may be the means of stirring up the many writers who lazily take in this paper and comment upon its insignificance, believing that immediately the dormant minds of these will be awakened, and also earnestly hope that what may follow in the future in the line of writing, may be far better than this, several pegs higher and more worthy of the perusal of the erudite...”
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“...CHEFOO. 47 apologizing gaze, but simply the fat, round beaming face of one of my old fellow workers at school, which I had not had the pleasure of looking upon for many years. He was, under a given name, my friend Timothy Tippin. I would say during that time at school when the “ Excelsior ” Club flourished, we all went under a false name, which ever since we have been very eager to cling to, whatever the names signified and whatever the reasons for bequeathing the same to us. The excitement of meeting again having passed off, I took Timothy to my house, where we enjoyed a lovely confab, after which, as it was a hot, sultry evening, we decided to stroll in the direction of the Public Gardens in Shanghai, where we understood music would be played to a late hour. It was on this evening we decided to make known the facts concerning the Excelsior Club, and Timothy, who always liked to give others the responsibility of accomplishing anything, he doing all the suggesting, asked me to write this...”
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“...48 CHEFOO. AUCHENEAN. a gathering of some old Chefooites before Christmas, it was suggested that some of the Glasgow members should g____, contribute to the magazine and gladden the Editor with six or eight articles. As there were about twenty O.C.’s in Glasgow, this seemed quite feasible, and the idea was received with enthusiasm, but—it was decided to leave the matter till the Christmas holidays. Alas ! that in itself tells the tale. As the chief whipper-in was absent, no one felt called upon to take her place. When the matter was brought up again, they had the baseness to ask, “Did you really think we meant it?” However, you know the proverb, “ Aim at the stars and you may shoot over the trees,” and here at least is one contribution. There is a charming little town on the west coast of Scotland called Largs. It is situated on the Firth of Clyde, opposite Rothesay in the Island of Bute, and within view of Goat Fell and Ailsa Craig. [This sounds ominously like a geography lesson.] It thus...”
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“...CHEFOO. 49 or offer to pull up weeds in the garden. Your offer would be gratefully accepted. You might care to try your hand at golf. Miss Stirling has a householder’s ticket, and four of you might enjoy (!) a morning’s golf. The first game you usually manage to play rather well, and for days after you will look back and wonder at your luck. Some medical students once discovered a dead lamb on the course, and evidently found an operation on its throat of more interest than the game. The “ Police News ” was anxiously scanned for some days after. Perhaps boating is more to your taste. A boat may be hired at fourpence an hour. There is an island just two miles away which forms a convenient goal. If you care to try your luck at fishing, you pay sixpence an hour. Not minnows surely, especially if you bring home something for breakfast. If you really feel too much overcome with weariness, you can at anyrate lie on your back on the grass, and think of the very enviable bathe you had that morning...”
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“...50 CHEFOO. any fleeting ideas they may have had. In every room sat someone, chin in hand, staring hard for inspiration at the fire. It formed the subject of every meal, and execrations rose up on all sides. You determined, at anyrate, that everyone should suffer as did yourself, and nobody was let off. “ Oh, if someone would only tell me what to write about, it would be all right.” Nearly half the bloom was worn off before the magazine was read aloud, but it is very pleasant to look at it again, on each visit. We had the hardihood to try a second number, on some other holidays, when the remembrance had died down, but the contributors suffered nearly as badly. I have left out one of Auchenean’s greatest charms. It is this :— There are no rules. Lulu Clarke. jst. FOUR CHEFOOITES IN LONDON. M Y first thought on rising was “ A fine day, the sun is shining ; how delightful! ” We had agreed to meet on the steps of the British Museum at 11.30 a.m. and to spend a day together in the City. By “...”
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“...CHEFOO. 51 or Aldwych tram, which goes under Kingsway, passing Cleopatra’s Needle and the Sphinxes on the way. It is needless to say that we enjoyed ourselves thoroughly and only regretted that the hours had passed so quickly. Edith M. Coulthard. EARLY DAYS IN THE GIRLS’ SCHOOL. i I T was with great interest that I read the article by Dr. Judd in the Chefoo Magazine for February, and in thought I went back to a summer, twenty-seven years ago, when I was first introduced to the Girls’ School. The girls lived in a separate building quite close to the Old Sanatorium, but lessons were conducted on co-educational lines. There were only a few girls, varying in age from five to fifteen. Mr. Elliston was Principal of the School, and was assisted by Mrs. Elliston, Miss Whitchurch and myself. Early next year, when Mr. Norris came to help Mr. Elliston, arrangements were made to separate the Schools, and Miss Seed and Miss Whitchurch took charge of the girls, and from this very small beginning there...”
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“... we learned is back in Japan and of him you shall read later. Up the coast to Seattle is but a short trip in these days of rapid transit, and there we found an old Chefooite in the person of Jean Mateer. After leaving Chefoo in 1899, she went to High School in Halifax, Nova Scotia, and then attended a private school in Boston, Mass., from which she graduated in 1903 and entered the Western College, Oxford, Ohio. Towards the end of the first year an accident prevented her from continuing and so she went out to Seattle, in the State of Washington. For five years she held various positions in the business world, and in 1909 was married to Mr. W. H. Beeman and now is the proud mother of a bouncing boy. Mrs. Beeman is particularly anxious to hear from girls who were in Chefoo between 1896-9 and left us her address :— Mrs. W. H. Beeman, 519, 32nd Avenue North, Seattle, Washington, U.S.A. Back East we now travelled until we stopped at Wooster, Ohio, where Helen Elterich is at college. Upon arriving...”
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“...year’s residence in Toronto, the family moved to Hamilton, Ontario, where all three have been leading the students’ simple life 1 However, during the vacations they revert with an old familiar feeling to the amusements of boating, bathing and insect catching, old time friends to all who have ever been in Chefoo. At present George is attending the Hamilton Collegiate Institute, Charlie, the Hamilton Technical and Art School, while Harold is still in the Public Schools. Charlie has the Guelph Agricultural College in view, while George plans to enter the Faculty of Education of the University of Toronto....”