With the Chinks

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. I feel that a word of apology is due to the reader for the disjointed character of this little book. When in China I joined the Chinese Labour Corps I kept a diary at first, recording fairly fully my impressions of the work from day to day. These impressions covered what progress we made in training the coolies; also I endeavoured to record the coolies' point of view, what they thought of us, their new masters, and of this their new life in the C.L.C. To begin with I had no story to tell, but once away from camp in China, embarked on what I am calling the Interminable Journey, the germ of narrative crept into my diary and I found myself spinning something of a yarn - the yarn, in fact, of our voyage from China to France. The diary, which is printed practically as I wrote it, covers the training period in China (two months) and crossing the Pacific, The narrative begins with our long stay in.