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complete change in the man. After a period of mourning for his father the son found life again a thing to enjoy, life in this vital new world of America. At the University of Chicago he joined in the athletics, frater- nity life, dances and attachments which to so many Americans form the memories of “bright college years.”

CoLUMBIA UNIVERSITY STUDENT

In the spring of 1928 Chung Yi Maio, or as he preferred to be called now simply Maio, came to New York for a visit to some friends studying at Columbia University. At a dance in the International House, the big dormitory where students of more than half a hundred races and nationalities live in cosmopolitan community, Maio met an exceptionally pretty young woman from his homeland, Wai Shung Siu.

She was the belle of a circle of Chinese students, not only because of her looks and sweetness of nature but also because beneath the charm of her there was the firm texture of character and competence.

Shung Siu, her father, was formerly a rich merchant in the province of Kwang- Tung and dealt in jewellery and precious stones. In China in this troublous era such a trade is precarious; and Shung Siu, a shrewd and ruthless tradesman, found so much capital on his hands that he decided to transfer most of it abroad. It was his daughter who took charge for him of this “flight of capital.”

So young was she when her father sent her abroad and so widely had she travelled that in mind and spirit she became more Western than Oriental. She knew England well and loved its country; she knew America well and imbibed much that is likeable of its spirit.

When her father died several years ago she wound up his business affairs. Most of his fortune she disposed among her many sisters and brothers in China, but left her- self sufficient to insure her economic ease for the rest of her life. She made a will whereby at her death everything she had was to go to her relatives in China. Then she came to New York to study; and met Chung Yi Maio.

The two fell in love and became engaged. Their exchanges of confidences were full, warm and generous. She never had any secrets to hide from him. Nor he from her —in the beginning.

The change came after Chung Yi Maio began visiting New York’s Chinatown. As a lawyer he was consulted by some of the local Chinese merchants. He saw them more and more often, and at first he told the woman he loved all about his new clients.

Then he told her less; and saw more of his Chinatown associates. She teased him at first about the fact and accused him of being mysterious in his increasing reticence to- ward her. He pleaded that his clients had the right to have their professional secrets remain secret even from their counsellor’s fiancee.

She was reasonable about it all; but soon

she began to worry. Maio began to look so abstracted, so troubled, remained so secret about his Chinatown associations that finally she remonstrated.

“Something has come between us,” she said. “I haven’t the remotest idea what it is all about and you don’t seem to want to tell me. Whatever it is, it stands between us. Before it is too late I will marry you, if you are willing to marry me within a month. Then you and I leave this country at once. Otherwise I go alone. Which is it to be?”

She described the scene later to her most intimate friends.

“Chung seemed to be making a life-or- death decision. Finally he said: ‘We will marry and go away—at once! But I am in a difficult position; I am running away from some of my—business responsibilities. You will indulge me, then, if I keep our travel- ling plans a secret—not only from my busi- ness associates but also from all our friends.’ ”

MarrieED IN NEw YorRK

She thought that fair. They were married in an Episcopal church in New York with- out any secrecy whatsoever. In fact, a small delegation of Maio’s business associates from Chinatown were present and looked gravely on.

Then Chung and his wife went to Chi- cago for the first part of their honeymoon. He told everybody that from there they would go by plane to San Francisco, then by steamer to China; there they would stay for some time with relatives and would re- turn to America by way of Europe.

In Chicago he did engage a plane to take them to San Francisco, and they were to leave in the morning. But in the middle of the night Maio woke his wife and, bundling her into her clothes, he hurried her down to a waiting automobile where their bag- gage was already waiting.

Instead of going to the airport, Maio him- self drove the car to Gary. There the couple caught a train and went to Montreal, where they took a steamer for Scotland.

Later Mrs. Maio wrote to a friend that on the steamer her husband seemed for the first time in months a carefree man. He behaved as if he had awakened from a bad dream. He appeared now exceptionally light- hearted, and he was the perfect lover, happy, tender, full of hope.

When the steamer landed at Glasgow, however, Mrs. Maio noticed that he turned pale at the sight of two Chinamen on the dock who gave them a passing scrutiny. He said nothing about them to his wife, but the incident seemed to bring back the cloud over his spirit.

In Glasgow Mrs. Maio made every effort to cheer up her husband. It occurred to her that perhaps what was troubling him was the question of economics.

“Tt is an accident,” she said to him, “that

I have more money than you. If you had more I know you would want me to share it with you. Since it is I who happen to THE

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