Coolies, soldiers, and hundreds of round-eyed little boys stood in the market place at Tsinanfu and marveled. Bent over a barrel was the Honorable Wu Cha-ding, Commissioner of the Wenchang Bureau of Public Safety. Standing over him was a strong-armed soldier with a broad wooden paddle in his hand who lustily belabored Mr. Wu's quivering bottom.
Brash Commissioner Wu lately let it be known that dignified Judge Pan Kuo-tsze of the District Court was a confirmed opium-smoker. Judge Pan's colleagues immediately indicted Commissioner Wu for slander and after deliberation sentenced him to be publicly...
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