The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1901-11-17

came north from Canton shortly after the
viceroy himself. The yiceroy.s living
courtyard and are very shabby
No man has been killed by the news
papers and resurrected IN subsequent is
sues quite so often as the Viceroy, not
even the Mahdi or the many lived Osman
Dfgna, and yet these stories are not who'll
ly without Justification
The Viceroy's Morning Toilet.
Practically every morning at sunrise the
are cold, and he lies an inert mass upon
his kang. His CLASSY eyes are notion
less, his breathing fmperceptible 1t
would take a medical man to tell whether
he is alive or dead. At the hour when vi
tally is lowest his is very low indeed.
Every morning he is brought back from
deathlike sleep to life, slowly, patiently.
by the care of his attendants and the gal
vanizing force of his mighty brain and
heart. Under the direction Of a very in
telligent Chinese doctor from Canton Mr..
Mark, the daily operation of resuscitAtion
is begun, his arms and legs are rubbed
with flannel soaked in alcohol. and a
white substance containing the essence Of
almonds is forced down his physically I'M
Then the Viceroy half opens his eyes,
and is confronted with hard boiled egg,
which he nibbles. Then DR.. Mark applies
electricity, shock after shock and finally
something like a Iifelike glow runs
through the gray withered body Two
of his attendants then shake him into his
clOIn0S, IKE a plllOW- INTO It's case. NOCQer
attendants grip him under the shoulders,
and with their help he reaches his work
ing table. BY this time his sleepy ener-
giles are revived. You would hardly know
the man. He sits upright in his chair,
reads and rereads his kilograms and with
out pause dictates the answers and his
dispatches to succession of secretaries
Then. but not until after his assistants
boys in the heyday of youth though
they be-are fatigued by the exuberant
energy of their chief. something happens.
= l. h. hor ri to A e. Il
ing of exhaustion arrests him in his men,
tai flight. sometimes. though not often,
before his days work is DONE He has
felt warning that for this day at least
he must no longer concentrate his mind
upon affairs, and without word he drops
his work.
they bring him one of the classic books
of Confucius beautifully hand written by
some prince of literature, for In ridicu-
lous. benighted China there are still
luxury which the Viceroy permits him
SELF the only esthetic taste in which he
indulges-that of having beautifully bound
works of the Chinese sages-
And now for an hour or two he Is lost
entirely to his surroundings. He copies
the words, or rather the ideographs, with
the accuracy of a mathematician and the
love of an artist reproducing the faded
work of dead master. In his opinion
this patient meehan nc labor Is the great
of the intrusive powers. the vanishing
court, the crumbling empire, which, after
all his advice and counsel was unheeded
has been placed upon his shoulders to up
hold.
All goes well In the Good and LOYAL
Temple until tiff1n time. when the Vice
some pride from his own well written
transcript of the sage'S sentences. begins
to remember that, Ike all men of his
inches and intellect. he is mighty feeder