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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, August 15, 1912, Image 18

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UNINTENTIONAL WRONG
By Madame Kai Whan.
Tia Sau was beautiful accord
ing to Japanese ideals, and as this
little brown maiden lived in Kobe
there were plenty to admire her
and whisper words of praise as
she tripped along the street, her
shining coils of hair unprotected
from the sun and wind, save by a
brilliantly colored silk umbrella.
Tia Sau did not belong to the
aristocracy of Japan, for if she
had this little girl would not have
wandered about alone as she did,
but she was as sweet and true a
woman as though she had num
bered kings among her ancestors,
and her fellow Japanese were not
the only ones who admired her.
"Most honorable friends," Tia
Sau confided to Mau Wa, Loo Ilj
and See Tau, as the four squatted
about the piece of matting on
which Tia Sau laid out her pic
tures and paints, "I am admired,
yes me, my unworthy self, by one
of the American men," and a rich
red blush stained the cheeks of
little Tia Sau.
Mau Wa smiled in a superior
manner. "My most illustrious
father spoke to me this morning,
and told me that girls who en
courage the admiration of other
than Japanese, are no better than
the geisha girls," she said, a little
primly. There was a chorus of
dissent, and' the slanting eye
brows of Loo Hi fairly met in her
disdain.
"Most honorable friend," Tia
Sau said angrily rising, "you dis
honor us all by such talk," and it
looked for a moment as though
there would be a regular school
girl fuss, when See Tau cried, to
change the subject:
"Oh, see, how handsome is this
excellency," and she held up a
photograph of a frank-faced, hair
haired young man of about 25,
which had slipped from between
the pages of the book she had
been holding.
Tia Sau turned still redder,
murmuring:
"It is of him I spoke," and the
other three bent over the picture
chattering as only girls can, be
they white, brown, black or red,
even Loo III joining in.
"He is one of the honorable en
gineers who worked upon the
great bridge," Tia Sau explained,
trying to hide her face in her
hands, while Mau Wa looked
worried. She knew that it was
not well for her companions to
encourage the attentions of the
Americans, and yet she appreciat
ed the good looks of the hand
some young man.
"Tia Sau, tell me," Mau Wa
said sternly, "what makes you
think that the excellency admires
you?"
Little Tia Sau, who was only
14, hung her head. It was hard
to explain everything.
"Tell," came the command.
"I won't," sobbed the Japanese
maiden, and the four friends part
ed in'anger, even See Tau feeling
hurt. After they had gone Tia
Sauput on her handsome pale
lavender kimona, tied on her pink
and yellow obi (sash) that outlin
ed her little bustless figure, and
with a crimson flush picked a

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