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DAIREN WHARF. WAREHOUSES IN THE WHARF COM

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MAP OF DAIREN

SOYA BEANS AT KAIYUAN

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MANCHURIA

CHAPTER I

INTO MANCHURIA

THE train came to a pause-as if taking a breath for a fresh start. The Hakuba Tunnel was behind us; so also the grey memory of the old Torin Castle. We had been, for hours on hours, threading the southwestern skirts of the massed heights of Heian Hokudo in North Chosen-as Korea should always be called. The huge engine at the head of the "Seoul-Mukden Through Express" bore the crest of a great American locomotive works. Small Chosen children stood hard by and watched it gravely: the steel dragon literally breathing fire and smoke was no longer a fancy of the old legend.

It heaved a sigh and took a gentle grade ahead. Then suddenly, with the dramatic suddenness of a stage curtain lifting, we were upon the full sweep of the majestic Yalu. This river is quite as lordly as the Hudson at the northern tip of Manhattan Island and much more historic. The tall smokestacks of the Chosen Paper Mill Company (a five-million-yen concern) on the right of the track and those of the First and Second Iron Works and of the lumber mills farther down the stream, and the industrial town of Antung rising over on the Manchurian side, all its buildings of occidental style, recall the Hudson rather impressively.

The similarity does not go much further than that, however. Up and down the grey stretch of the stream bat-wing sails of Chinese junks and white square sails of Japanese boats catching the early light of a May morning, and, more than all else, an endless procession

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