tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10698887.post5935784568637826645..comments2023-10-22T18:25:39.688+08:00Comments on The View from Taiwan: Call of the East: A Romance of Far Formosa (1914)Michael Turtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17974403961870976346noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10698887.post-46429767707419316772016-04-12T06:10:15.500+08:002016-04-12T06:10:15.500+08:00Jonathan, you stopped just short of MY favorite li...Jonathan, you stopped just short of MY favorite line! <br /><br />MACKAY: "Men who honour God when the days are fine do not have to howl to Him for help in the time of storm." <br /><br />(And then a kilted McLeod cuts off his head and shouts, "In the end there can only be one...China!" Rimshot)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10698887.post-71780315092966478132016-04-11T23:45:18.432+08:002016-04-11T23:45:18.432+08:00 a very nice hidden treasure. thanks for passing t... a very nice hidden treasure. thanks for passing the links to us..Shauminghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07845106038902391889noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10698887.post-29107787505323029422016-04-11T21:15:47.649+08:002016-04-11T21:15:47.649+08:00My favorite part is the description, early on, of ...My favorite part is the description, early on, of MacKay on the deck of the Hailoong braving a typhoon:<br /><br />"There in the shelter of the forward cabin stood Dr. MacKay. He was bareheaded; his long, black beard was blowing in the wind; his white suit was drenched as if he had been overboard; his keen eyes were striving to pierce the murk of cloud and rain and spray which turned the day almost into night. He seemed to be expecting to get a glimpse of the land.<br /><br />"He was not clinging to the hand-rail, but had his hands clasped behind his back. In spite of the distressing angle at which the ship's deck was tilted, in spite of her pitching and plunging, he seemed able to accommodate himself to her every movement....<br /><br />"At that instant a tremendous billow tumbled on board with such a weight of water that for some moments it seemed as if the Hailoong could not rise from beneath it. It caught two Chinese deck-hands, tore them from the bridge supports to which they were clinging, and swept them helplessly from starboard to port. Like a flash MacKay's left hand shot out, grasped a thin brown wrist, and swung one of the natives into the shelter of the cabin."Jonathan Bendahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10697405682873882601noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10698887.post-22544369565071462232016-04-11T21:09:03.306+08:002016-04-11T21:09:03.306+08:00Thanks for sharing. Will share, too.Thanks for sharing. Will share, too.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08124940131620295208noreply@blogger.com