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# The Painted Veil/Chapter 4

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KITTY, coming to Hong-Kong on her marriage, had found it hard to reconcile herself to the fact that her social position was determined by her husband’s occupation. Of course every one had been very kind and for two or three months they had gone out to parties almost every night; when they dined at Government House the Governor took her in as a bride; but she had understood ​quickly that as the wife of the Government bacteriologist she was of no particular consequence. It made her angry.
“It’s too absurd,” she told her husband. “Why, there’s hardly any one here that one would bother about for five minutes at home. Mother wouldn’t dream of asking any of them to dine at our house.”
“You mustn’t let it worry you,” he answered. “It doesn’t really matter, you know.”
“Of course it doesn’t matter, it only shows how stupid they are, but it is rather funny when you think of all the people who used to come to our house at home that here we should be treated like dirt.”
“From a social standpoint the man of science does not exist,” he smiled.
She knew that now, but she had not known it when she married him.
“I don’t know that it exactly amuses me to be taken in to dinner by the agent of the P. and O.,” she said, laughing in order that what she said might not seem snobbish.
Perhaps he saw the reproach behind her lightness of manner, for he took her hand and shyly pressed it.
“I’m awfully sorry, Kitty dear, but don’t let it vex you.”
“Oh, I’m not going to let it do that.”
# The Painted Veil/Chapter 40

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THEY crossed the river in a sampan. A chair was waiting for Kitty at the landing-stage and she was carried up the hill to the water-gate. It was through this that the coolies came to fetch water from the river and they hurried to and fro with huge buckets hanging from the yoke on their shoulder, splashing the causeway so that it was as wet as though it had heavily rained. Kitty’s bearers gave short, sharp cries to urge them to make way.
“Of course all business is at a standstill,” said Waddington, walking by her side. “Under normal circumstances you have to fight your way through
​the coolies carrying loads up and down to the junks.”
The street was narrow and winding so that Kitty lost all sense of the direction in which she was going. Many of the shops were closed. She had grown used on the journey up to the untidiness of a Chinese street, but here was the litter of weeks, garbage and refuse; and the stench was so horrible that she had to put her handkerchief to her face. Passing through Chinese cities she had been incommoded by the staring of the crowd, but now she noticed that no more than an indifferent glance was thrown at her. The passers-by, scattered rather than as usual thronging, seemed intent on their own affairs. They were cowed and listless. Now and then as they went by a house they heard the beating of gongs and the shrill, sustained lament of unknown instruments. Behind those closed doors one was lying dead.
“Here we are,” said Waddington at last.
The chair was set down at a small doorway, surmounted by a cross, in a long white wall, and Kitty stepped out. He rang the bell.
“You mustn’t expect anything very grand, you know. They’re miserably poor.”
The door was opened by a Chinese girl, and after a word or two from Waddington she led them into a little room on the side of the corridor. It contained a large table covered with a chequered oil-cloth and round the walls was a set of stiff chairs. At one end of the room was a statue, in plaster, of the Blessed Virgin. In a moment a nun came in, ​short and plump, with a homely face, red cheeks and merry eyes. Waddington, introducing Kitty to her, called her Sœeur St. Joseph.
“C’est la dame du docteur?” she asked, beaming, and then added that the Mother Superior would join them directly.
Sister St. Joseph could speak no English and Kitty’s French was halting; but Waddington, fluent, voluble and inaccurate, maintained a stream of facetious comment which convulsed the good-humoured nun. Her cheerful, easy laughter not a little astonished Kitty. She had an idea that the religious were always grave and this sweet and childlike merriment touched her.
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BUT after all it was the nuns that had most deeply touched her. Sister St. Joseph, with her merry face and apple red cheeks; she had been one of the little band that came out to China with the Mother Superior ten years before and she had seen one after another of her companions die of disease, privation and homesickness; and yet she remained cheerful and happy. What was it that gave her that naive and charming humour? And the Mother Superior. Kitty in fancy stood again in her presence and once more she felt humble and ashamed. Though she was so simple and unaffected she had a native dignity which inspired awe, and you could not imagine that any one could treat her without respect. Sister St. Joseph by the way she stood, by every small gesture and the intonation of her answers, had shown the deep submission in which she held herself; and Waddington, frivolous and impertinent, had shown by his tone that he was not quite at his ease. Kitty thought it unnecessary to have told her that the Mother Superior belonged to one of the great families of France; there was that in her bearing which suggested ancient race; and she had the authority of one who has never known that it is possible to be disobeyed. She had the condescension of a great lady and the humility of a saint. There was in her strong, handsome and ravaged face an austerity that was passionate; and at the same time she had a solicitude and a gentleness which per​mitted those little children to cluster, noisy and unafraid, in the assurance of her deep affection. When she had looked at the four new-born babies she had worn a smile that was sweet and yet profound: it was like a ray of sunshine on a wild and desolate heath. What Sister St. Joseph had said so carelessly of Walter moved Kitty strangely; she knew that he had desperately wanted her to bear a child, but she had never suspected from his reticence that he was capable with a baby of showing without embarrassment a charming and playful tenderness. Most men were silly and awkward with babies. How strange he was!
But to all that moving experience there had a shadow (a dark lining to the silver cloud), insistent and plain, which disconcerted her. In the sober gaiety of Sister St. Joseph, and much more in the beautiful courtesy of the Mother Superior, she had felt an aloofness which oppressed her. They were friendly and even cordial, but at the same time they held something back, she knew not what, so that she was conscious that she was nothing but a casual stranger. There was a barrier between her and them. They spoke a different language not only of the tongue but of the heart. And when the door was closed upon her she felt that they had put her out of their minds so completely, going about their neglected work again without delay, that for them she might never have existed. She felt shut out not only from that poor little convent, but from some mysterious garden of the spirit after which with all her soul she hankered. She felt on a sudden alone as ​she had never felt alone before. That was why she had wept.
And now, throwing back her head wearily, she sighed: “Oh, I’m so worthless.”
# The New International Encyclopædia/Press

Edition of 1905. See also the disclaimer.
​PRESS. See Metal-Working Machinery; Printing; Hydraulic Press; Dies and Die-Sinking; etc.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Presidio

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​PRESIDIO (Sp., garrison, guard) of San Francisco (Cal.). A United States military post, established in 1850, and comprising a reservation of 1480 acres in the suburbs of San Francisco and on the southern border of its harbor. It was originally a Spanish military post, was continued as such by Mexico, and eventually (1848) ceded to the United States. It has long been an artillery post, and in 1902 had quarters for 30 officers and 500 men.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Prester John

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PRES'TER JOHN, i.e. Presbyter, or Priest John. A supposed Christian king and priest, whose territory was believed during the Middle Ages to lie either in Asia or Africa. The first record of this personage appears in the chronicle of Otho of Freisingen, who lived in the twelfth century. From that time the legend grew and developed. It was believed, and various travelers so reported, that the Nestorian Christians had built up a large monarchy ruled over by a priest-king named John. Letters from this mysterious personage addressed to the Byzantine Emperor or the Pope were circulated, giving marvelous accounts of the inhabitants and the wealth of the territory. In the fourteenth century the home of Prester John was generally believed to be in Africa, where it was identified with the Christian Kingdom of Abyssinia. Consult: Yule, Cathay and the Way Thither (Hakluyt Society, 2 vols., London, 1866); id., Book of Sir Marco Polo (2 vols., London, 1874); Oppert, Der Presbyter Johannes in Sage und Geschichte (2d ed., Berlin, 1870); Zarneke, Der Priester Johannes (Leipzig, 1876-79).
# The New International Encyclopædia/Prince's Pine

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​PRINCE'S PINE. An American evergreen plant. See Wintergreen.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Princes Street

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​ PRINCES STREET. A famous street in Edinburgh, Scotland, overlooking the gardens beyond which stands the Castle. On one side it is lined with public buildings and monuments, and on the other is a beautiful terrace.
# The New International Encyclopædia/President, The

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​PRESIDENT, The. A United States frigate of 44 guns, built in 1794, at New York, and taken by the British in 1815.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Pressler, Max Robert

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PRESS′LER, Max Robert (1815-86). A German forester, born in Dresden. He studied at the School of Technology there, and taught in Zittau and in the Academy of Forestry at Tharandt until 1883. Pressler contributed largely to the advance of forestry by his inventions, among which the most important is the Messknecht for measuring the height of trees, and by his writings, which are full of novel theories for the most part based on exact calculation. Der rationelle Waldwirt und sein Nachhaltswaldbau höchsten Reinertrags (1858-85), his chief work, is a protest against the methods of the old school.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Princess, The

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​ PRINCESS, The. A poem by Tennyson (1847). Mediæval in setting, but modern in thought, it is a kind of epic on the question of woman. The Princess Ida, to carry out her views, founds a college from which all men are debarred. The prince to whom she is betrothed enters with companions disguised as girls, and finally wins her love. The songs interspersed are some of the noblest lyrics of the last century.
# The New International Encyclopædia/Preservation of Food

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​PRESERVATION OF FOOD. See Food, Preservation of.
# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Pelham Tars Victorious

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PELHAM TARS VICTORIOUS.
Smother Peekskill Eleven Under a 49 to 0 Score.
Pelham Bay Naval Training Station's football machine rode roughshod over the eleven representing the Peekskill Naval Range at Travers Island yesterday, winning by the one-sided score of 49 to 0. The Pelham tars completely outclassed the Peekskill team. Lear was the leader in Pelham Bay's scoring, annexing four touchdowns.
The line-up:
| Pelham Bay, (49.) | Position | Peekskill, (0.) |
| Rafferty | L. E. | Adams |
| McShelley | L. T. | Saunders |
| Nordstrom | L. G. | Nelson |
| Christie | C. | Collard |
| Whitcomb | R. G. | Truz |
| Toutant | R. T. | Duval |
| Hagen | R. E. | Sorenson |
| Ged | Q. B. | Curis |
| Twining | L. H. B. | Tauscher |
| Lear | R. H. B. | Dounier |
| McMahon | F. B. | Dunbrook |
Touchdowns—Lear, 4; Ged, 2; Hannen, 1. Goals from touchdowns—Nordstrom, 6; Christie. Substitutes—For Pelham Bay; Ducan for Rafferty; Siegler for McShelley; Hannen for Nordstrom; Wakefield for Ged; White for Wakefield; Blaine for McMahon. For Peekskill: Curley for Nelson; Carmody for Truz; Von Day for Duval; Kelly for Sorenson; Small for Curtis; Field for Tauscher; Curtis for Small; Referee—Tom Thorp, Columbia. Umpire—Mr. Andrews, Yale. Head linesman—Bernie Wefers, New York A. C. Time of periods—Ten minutes.
# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Pershing Writes to Baby

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PERSHING WRITES TO BABY.
Pershing Jerome Cohn Was Born on General's Birthday.
When Corporal Isaac Cohn of an infantry unit fighting in France was notified by his wife of the birth of their son on Friday, Sept. 13, he recalled that this was the anniversary date of the birth of his commander, and he cabled to his wife, Mrs. Bessie Cohn, to name the infant Pershing Jerome Cohn. She did so, and then wrote from her home at 901 Prospect Avenue, Bronx, to General Pershing, telling him "I am the proudest mother in the world to have my baby bear the name of one whom the people of the entire civilized world look up to as their savior." Last night Mrs. Cohn said she had received a reply on Friday from the American commander, in which he wrote:
   Master Pershing Jerome Cohn:
   Dear Little Pershing: Although it will be some time before you are old enough to read this, s you are only a month old today, I am writing to tell you how pleased I am to have a little boy who was born on my birthday for a namesake. I hope that you will grow up to be a strong, industrious boy, and that as the years go by, you will continue to grow, both physically and morally, so that your parents may always be as justly proud of you as they are now. With every good wish for a long and happy life, I am, sincerely yours,
   JOHN J. PERSHING.
The boy's father went to France four months ago. He was a member of the firm of B. Cohn & Co., 128 West Twenty-seventh Street.
# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Praises American Sailors

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PRAISES AMERICAN SAILORS.
Bishop McCormick Says Freedom of Seas is Safe with Them.
Prayers for the success of the allied navies and for the safety of all sailors were said last night at the third annual Sailor's Day service in Trinity Church. Messages in praise of the allied sailors of the armed ships and of the merchant marine were sent by Secretary Redfield, Colville Barclay, the British Charge d'Affaires; Ambassador Jusserand, Admiral Usher, and many other officers of the allied navies. The Rev. Dr. John N. McCormick, Bishop of the Protestant Episcopal Diocese of Western Michigan, who has been serving in France as a Red Cross Chaplain, was the speaker at the services.
"The future of America is going to be on the sea," said Bishop McCormick. "I was brought up in the atmosphere of the Baltimore clippers, and I am gratifed to know we are coming back to our own. In the days that are to come the freedom of the seas will be safe in the hands of the American and British Navies and marines."
# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Prof. Earle Victim of Pneumonia

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Prof. Earle Victim of Pneumonia.
Dr. Raymond B. Earle, professor of geology at Hunter College, and for several years head of its Summer school, died yesterday of pneumonia at St. Luke's Hospital. He was widely known as a lecturer, and three years ago headed a research party in Alaska. Born in Newton, Mass., about forty-five years ago, Dr. Earle studied at Harvard, and was an instructor in New York University. The body will be taken to Newton for burial. A widow, son, and daughter survive.
# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Policeman Kills Hotel Thief

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Policeman Kills Hotel Thief.
William Banks, a negro, 55 years old, of 234 West Sixty-first Street, who had been interrupted in a robbery at the Hotel Navarre yesterday afternoon and had fled to the roof of a house at 340 West Thirty-eighth Street, was shot and killed by Policeman Sabatella of the West Thirty-seventh Street Station. James Denham, captain of the hotel bellboys, caught Banks trying to get out of the Navarre with the stolen things and forced him to drop them. When Sabatella tried to follow the negro to the roof the latter jammed down the door and lay on it. The policeman fired at the door and the bullet went through it and into Banks' body.
# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Polish Republic Announced

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Polish Republic Announced; Galicia Is Taken Over
AMSTERDAM, Nov. 9.—A message from Cracow announces the formation of a Polish Republic under the Presidency of Deputy Daszynski.
AMSTERDAM, Nov. 10.—Professor Lammasch, the Austrian Premier, has received official notification, says a dispatch from Vienna, that Poland has assumed sovereignty over Galicia.
Galicia is a crownland of Austria-Hungary north of the Carpathians. It has an area of 30,307 square miles and in normal times had a population of some 7,000,000.
# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Patrons Offer to Help

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PATRONS OFFER TO HELP.
Plaza Hotel Reports 23 Willing to Serve in Strike Emergency.
The Plaza and Vanderbilt Hotels, where 500 employes—waiters, cooks, and storeroom girls—went on strike Saturday in continuation of the strike of the International Federation of Hotel Employés, which began in the Waldorf-Astoria, McAlpin, and Claridge Hotels two weeks ago, suffered very little inconvenience yesterday. H. F. Shaul, Secretary to Fred Sterry, manager of the Plaza, said many of the patrons had congratulated the management on the service that had been given, and twenty-five of them had volunteered their personal services in any capacity should it be necessary. Women are employed in the dining room, but in the kitchen on each floor negro men are employed.
W. H. Marshall, manager of the Vanderbilt Hotel, said that the service at his hotel was impaired but very little, and the patrons were co-operating. Negro waiters and cooks have taken the places of the strikers.
Prominent hotel and restaurant managers said they would give ready compliance to the reuqest made on Saturday by the Federal Food Administration for continued conservation of foodstuffs. The Food Administration has asked that the people give up afternoon teas, theatre suppers, and all "fourth meals," and make the banquet, club luncheon, or church supper a simple substitute for one of the three regular daily meals.
Paul Bourget, a member of the Strike Committe, denied yesterday that waiters at the Plaze and Vanderbilt Hotels earned $200 a month, as asserted by the management. "If the waiters received $200 a month," he said, "they would not be asking for $15 a week. The wage at the two hotels has been $40 a month—less than $10 a week. War regulations restricting the serving of bread and sugar have causes a reduction of tips amounting to as much as 80 per cent. in many hotels. Men and women who pose as patriots demand that waiters violate the rules of the Food Administration by serving additional portions of sugar and bread. When the waiter explains the portions are limited the diners become enraged and leave no tips."
Striking waiters from the six hotels affected will meet this afternoon in the New Amsterdam Opera House to arrange for permanent picketing of the hotels. The pickets will be stationed at all entrances to urge men and women cooks, waiters, and storeroom employes to join them.
# The New York Times/1918/11/11/Pictures of ex-Kaiser Come Down in Offices

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PICTURES OF EX-KAISER COME DOWN IN OFFICES
Ludendorff's Removed, Too, but Hindenburg Is Allowed to Stay—North Germany Quiet.
Copyright, 1918, by The New York Times Company.
Special Cable to The New York Times.
STOCKHOLM, Nov. 10.—The few travelers who succeeded in crossing the German frontier to North Jutland all confirm that splendid order of things in North Germany after the great revolution. The abdication of the Kaiser has not created so much of a sensation as might have been expected, as his power had already gone.
As typical of the interest of the German people, a correspondent of Koebenhaven states that when he carried the news to a German sentry on the Danish boundary, the latter preferred to discuss food prices in Denmark. The same sentry states that his patrol had settled the question of command by telling their Lieutenant in charge they would stand no more of his cheek.
The German eagle has been picked off all Prussian helmets and military decorations. Anybody who refuses to remove the eagle risks being shot. In all Government offices pictures of the Kaiser and Ludendorff have been removed, whereas those of Hindenburg have been allowed to remain.
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PLAN SOLDIERS' MONUMENT
Proposal to Erect Memorial Near the Statue of Liberty.
A suggestion for the building of a war monument in New York Bay near the Statue of Liberty to New York City soldiers who lost their lives in the war, was offered yesterday at the meeting of the Directors of the Army and Navy Service Station of the Young Men's Democratic League. It was proposed to have the military memorial face the statue, and a committee was appointed to start a movement for its erection.
Frank D. Shelley, President of the league, has applied to the War and Navy Departments for complete lists of the names of men from this city who have perished in the war. As a further honor to soldiers and sailors the league will petition to have the name of Battery Park changed to "Heroes' Park."