ABSTRACT
A CHINESE friend who spends a good deal of timein my office made a trip to Dairen recently and returned to Shanghai very much impressed by the evident prosperity of that paradise of the Japanese smuggler. The very modern wharyes and docks did not impress him as they would a foreign visitor with a keen eye to such things, for his point of view was human rather than mechanical. He discoursed at length about the warm garments in which everyone appeared to be clothed, and the heaped bowls of food which seemed to be the portion of every labourer in this modern and prosperous smugglers' cove. He was so enthusiastic about it that for days he talked of nothing else. When someone in the office expressed the opinion that he had overdrawn the picture a bit, he adduced one final and convincing bit of evidencett
The people of Dairen, he said, were so prosperous that the streets of the city were littered with cigarette butts and no one bothered to pick them up.
