"Several times we have seen men with wooden collars three or four feet square, and with a hole in the centre, where the poor fellow's neck comes through. It is made of plank about two inches thick, and you can see that the load is a heavy one for a man to carry. He cannot bring his arms to his head; and if he has no friends to feed him, or no money to pay some one else to do so, he must starve. On the upper surface of the plank is painted the name of the criminal, together with the crime he has committed and the time he has been ordered to wear the collar. This instrument is called a 'cangue,' and is said to be in use all over China from one end of the country to the other.
ONE:"Where?"The pearl-pendant gently wagged at Mrs Keelin{181}gs throat: Mrs Fysons comment gently stirred in her head. She would have said this was clever too, this introduction of Miss Properts name without waiting for his wife to mention it. Clever or not, it served its immediate purpose, for she gave him news of Alice.
"Just to think," Fred exclaimed, "when we left San Francisco, we steered for this mountain, five thousand miles away, and here it is, right before us. Navigation is a wonderful science, and no mistake."