East of Suez Ceylon, India, China and Japan   By: Frederic Courtland Penfield (1855-1922)

PRESENT DAY EGYPT

By Frederic Courtland Penfield, Former American Diplomatic Agent and Consul General to Egypt.

Secretariat du Khédive

RAS EL TEEN PALACE, ALEXANDRIA, 4th November, 1899

FREDERIC C. PENFIELD, ESQUIRE, Manhattan Club, New York.

My dear Sir:

I am commanded by H. H. The Khedive to acknowledge the receipt of the copy of your book "Present Day Egypt," which you have so kindly forwarded for his acceptance.

I am to say that His Highness has read it with much pleasure and interest, as it is the only book published on Egypt of to day by an author thoroughly acquainted with the subject through long residence and official position in the country.

I have the honor to be, Sir, Your obedient servant, (Signed) ALFRED B. BREWSTER, Private Secretary to H. H. the Khedive.

Revised and Enlarged Edition. Fully illustrated. Uniform with "East of Suez." 8vo. 396 pages. $2.50

The Century Co., Union Square New York

[Illustration: GULF OF MANAR PEARLING BOAT, AND DIVERS RESTING IN THE WATER]

EAST OF SUEZ CEYLON, INDIA, CHINA AND JAPAN

By Frederic Courtland Penfield Author of "Present Day Egypt," etc.

Illustrated from Drawings and Photographs

"East is East, and West is West, and never the twain shall meet, Till Earth and Sky stand presently at God's great Judgment Seat." Kipling.

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NEW YORK THE CENTURY CO. 1907

Copyright, 1906, 1907, by THE CENTURY CO.

Published, February, 1907

THE DE VINNE PRESS

TO THE MEMORY OF KATHARINE

Introductory

If books of travel were not written the stay at home millions would know little of the strange or interesting sights of this beautiful world of ours; and it surely is better to have a vicarious knowledge of what is beyond the vision than dwell in ignorance of the ways and places of men and women included in the universal human family.

The Great East is a fascinating theme to most readers, and every traveler, from Marco Polo to the tourist of the present time, taking the trouble to record what he saw, has placed every fireside reader under distinct obligation.

So thorough was my mental acquaintance with India through years of sympathetic study of Kipling that a leisurely survey of Hind simply confirmed my impressions. Other generous writers had as faithfully taught what China in reality was, and Mortimer Menpes, Basil Hall Chamberlain, and Miss Scidmore had as conscientiously depicted to my understanding the ante war Japan. Grateful am I, as well, to the legion of tireless writers attracted to the East by recent strife and conquest, who have made Fuji more familiar to average readers than any mountain peak in the United States; who have made the biographies of favorite geishas known even in our hamlets and mining camps, and whose agreeable iteration of scenes on Manila's lunetta compel our Malaysian capital to be known as well as Coney Island and Atlantic City they have so graphically portrayed and described interesting features that of them nothing remains to be told. But to know Eastern lands and peoples without an intermediary is keenly delightful and compensating.