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Show blue garments as the boys. They didn't have the terrible, small bound feet of the women had whom I had seen before. They had short hair, and they walked modestly along carrying books and copybooks under their arms. I looked at my watch. I was late. Folks certainly were waiting for me, but once more I had to stop because here was Miss Reed coming back apparently wondering that I was still here. Apologizing I said, "I just watched the students; you have an awful crowd here." "Not too many," said Miss Reed, "before the war started we had over three hundred. There have been fewer since, but the proportion of girls is increasing. The old idea some parents had that it is impossible for a girl to learn seems to be slowly but surely dying."' She went on, and I hurried away to the hospital. The building, two stories high, did not look at all bad; but what may be inside there? I took courage, entered, and was welcomed by the head nurse, this lady with the cheerful blue eyes and fair hair whose personality is such that you can't separate it from a cup of good smelling coffee. Her white nursing cap was sitting way back on her head and I wondered why it didn't come off. I hadn't time to apologize for forgetting her name because I was immediately introduced to two Chinese doctors, who had the appearance of real doctors, and to nurses who had white uniforms, and to other people who belonged to the staff; and I was given the name Pao. I hadn't time to judge what I saw because so many things were shown me, but I had to admit I was surprised. Everything looked clean, rooms were light and neat, and all facilities necessary to practise western medicine seemed to be present. We walked through wards, and rooms with only two or three beds, through the laboratory where clinical tests and bacteriology is done, through the outpatient department and examination rooms. The operating room, pharmacy, and X-ray were shown to me. We visited store rooms and then went to the second floor, where again were wards and the maternity department with its nice delivery room and cute nursery; and after we had seen the chapel, kitchen, and laundry, we landed finally in the business department, ruled by Mr. Hausske, and, as I had the opportunity to learn later, ruled with astonishing precision. "Isn't it a fine hospital?" asked Mr. Hausske. Now I didn't think it was the nicest hospital that I had ever seen, but it certainly was a western-style hospital, and so tower-high above everything in the city that I said it seemed to be a good hospital. I remembered that a newcomer has to be smart; thus I mentioned that I missed bathrooms. "Oh yes," said Miss Dizney, "they are next to the O.P.D., and they have a funny story because when the hospital was opened patients didn't want to enter just because of the bath they would get. It took them quite a time to learn that a bath doesn't kill a person." |