The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-02-11

EluS TOT 1Z llOuIS over tIldI Taiyuan in one of those mir busses crowded with P perso1
 We got up at 33O a. m. and then had to talk like a Dutch uncle to soldier to let us through the gate to the bus. There were hundreds of people trying to leave. The bus actually was built for 14 passen- gers with no luggage. Once we could not stand up and only a squirm on small scale was possi- ble nor and then.
 It was hot, dirty and dangerous. When he came to a bus station, the Chinese would not get out to relieve themselves or stretch. had to climb through window to get some circulation back into my legs.
 There was Russian girl with a shapely figure. But that did not make her company any more bear able. She talked for the entire 200 miles. She kept calling our atten- tion to how dirty her hngernalls were when we were all begrimed because our supply of clean clothes had run out.
 She said it was impossible to stand it, I'm telling ycu," but she did not offer to jump out the win- dow. When we were going down the steep side of the mountain and skidding around hairpin turns ln high gear, she yelled and screamed. When a car appeared in our path, she howled "ouch!" and wept.
 It was a dangerous ride at times, but the Chinese shut up, and so did we, though we were worried. The road from Tatung to Taiyuan is & scenic drama on large scale and that helped relieve the bore dom: Often the road winds through a rich, lush valley bounded by hlgh peaks around which clouds settle like some snowy drapery. Often 1t snakes across terrible mountains that will be barren throughout the winter. Often it winds along the in ner loop of the Great Wall.
 The pass at Yehmen could be de- fended almost with a couple of ma chine guns.
 Nearing Taiyuan, we ran into numerous loess cave dwellings carv- ed in the mountain side. It took me back to Colgate and the pie lures in the geology books. There were also some large cement nned caves built in the hillside along the road, with high doors and new padlocks. They were large enough to hold motor cars, people, 1ood. weapons and utensils. was told they had enough food for 8o,o0o people in these caves, and the people could take refuge in them during wartime.
 Shihchiachuang-There Is no money waiting here for me. There are no instructions for Capt. Frank Dorn, assistant military attache or the U. s. embassy at Peiping, who has been travelling with me. l have only $50 left. The telegraph office says it will take days for a message to get to Shanghai. We feel let down and don't know what to do. We have been carrying the message to Garcia and Garcia isn't here.
 Paoting-By the grace of Leo pold Wang. manager of the Bank of Communications in Shiachia, we are now here. He cashed a personal check of $150 for Dorn and gave me $50 because he was Sympathetci. All had ito do was to write letter to John Morris, manager of the United Press bureau in Shanghai, telling him about the $50 and ask ing him to pay it to the bank in Shanghai. There was no reason for Wang to help us out, but he did.
 Three American women-Daisy Atterbury, M. C. Witmer, and Mrs. Myrtle Pollock-are staying on at the Presbyterian Mission hospital. They say that If they leave all the Chinese will leave, thus forcing the hospital to close just when it is needed.
 En Route by Train To Nanking- We have a lot of fried chicken which Daisy Atterbury prepared for us, and have $500 extra in my pocket. Morris finally got the money through.
 It Is 300 miles down the Cheng- chow, where we catch the Lunghai train over to Hsuchow on the Tient- sin-Pukow railway. The Lunghai line is the jugular vein of China, cutting the north from the south. The Chinese have strong fortifica-