Un pionnier moderne en Corée : l'histoire de la vie d'Henry GAppenzeller . De longues années de familiaritéavec les conditions héréditaires avaient roué ou renne à ces choses, désagréables ou révoltantes, quelant un étranger de l'Ouest pourrait à première vue orespise. Son sens de l'odeur, par exemple, était le forhim, comme pour nous tous, moins une question de sensibilité orinsensibilité que d'éducation. Il avait la byacquiescement de l'enfance a voyagé dans la déeprut de la coutume, qui lui était comme loi de fer, et sHed facilement à travers les gorges de la circonstance.Le cimetière et ses voix l'ont gouverné. HisIdeal du ged

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A modern pioneer in Korea : the life story of Henry GAppenzeller . Long years of familiaritywith inherited conditions had blunted or blindedhim to those things, unpleasant or revolting, whicha foreigner from the West might at first notice ordespise. His sense of smell, for example, was forhim, as for us all, less a matter of sensitiveness orinsensitiveness, than of education. He had byacquiescence from childhood travelled in the deeprut of custom, which was to him as iron law, andso sHpped easily through the grooves of circumstance.The graveyard and its voices governed him. Hisideal of the golden age was in the past. If he lived in the capital he would be wakened inthe morning, or lulled to peace at night, by the blastsof sound, supposed to be music which accompaniedthe opening or closing of the city gates. If in thevillage, he might keep up the illusion of city gran-deur and high walls and gates, when there werenone, with a similar sound of instruments. Atbreakfast he was served by the women folks, ser-vants and children. During the day he followed. Mans Korea—Realities of Life 39 the routine of service as officer or hanger on, orkilled time with smoke, games, wine and dancinggirls. The curfew of the great bell in the centreof the city and the grating of the hinges of the citygates told him of a day past. Then looking upat the peaks of the Great South Mountain, hewould behold the beacon fires which, carrying themessage in flame from frontier and sea-shore asby telegraph, from peak to peak, announced thatall was peace in the land. Then, at 9 p.m., whilehe gave himself up to chat with his fellows, in hisown or some neighbours social front room, withrefreshments or sedentary games, the females ofhis household were free to go outdoors, find freshair in the city streets, or make social calls. This was the Korean womans hour of freedom.Reversing our notions of propriety, the authoritiespunished severely with the paddle all male humanitydiscovered at large, whUe the fem

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