by the United States Bureau of Naval Personnel

Summary

by the United States Bureau of Naval Personnel Ports of the world - Canton (1920)

Canton is so old that even the native custodians of local tradition have lost count of the years since it was founded. Some of the ancient coolies crouching near the wharves and sunning their wrinkled skins look as if they might be able to tell the age of their city; but a whimsical question elicits only a request for alms, mumbled with a mouth which has lost its teeth, so that the owner meets with difficulty in chewing even the small portions of food needed to keep the spark of life aglow in his shaky body.
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by the United States Bureau of Naval Personnel Ports of the world - Canton (1920)

The sun is still hesitating below the rim of the earth when the steamer from Hongkong breasts the muddy waters of that part of the river which flows through the fringes of Canton.
Most of the buildings in Canton crouch low, as if apprehensive of an angry, sweeping blow from the typhoons brewed occasionally in the atmospheric kettle of the China Sea. They are more humble, these buildings, than the skyscrapers of the American continent.
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by the United States Bureau of Naval Personnel Ports of the world - Canton (1920)

Neither the death chant of the American Indians nor the voodoo songs of the tribes of darkest Africa have ever reached such a pinnacle of weird melancholy as the funeral songs of Canton, and the traveler who hears the professional mourners ply their trade will have the picture indelibly imprinted on his mind, and even after the passage of years will find his ears ringing with the sound of screeching Chinese voices.
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