RASHKB Journal 皇家亞洲學會香港分會學刊 | RAS-1984
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CHOI CHI CHEUNG 

Gunma Prefecture and the Shikoku group mentioned above. 

ii) When they or their parents first emigrated to Japan they first stopped at Kobe. Some of them even chose the Kobe Chinese Cemetery as their final resting place (see below). 

iii) They have a special relationship with the 'Newly Dead' and/or a family with a ‘Newly Dead' (see case IV below). By the time of the festival there were a total of 13 ‘Newly Deads' (Shinn-bon or Hattsu-bon in Japanese), four of them did not live in Kobe: (Table 3). 

Case I: Hokkienese who lived in Himeji, brother of Case VI who lived in Kobe. 

Case II: Hokkienese who lived in Yokohama. He lived in Kobe for five years when he first came to Japan. Before he died, he chose to be buried in Kobe. 

Case IV: Cantonese who lived in Yokohama. She was a house servant and her boss was also a Cantonese. She did not marry and had no family. However, she had relatives living in Kobe. She was buried in Kobe. 

Case IX: Cantonese from Yokohama. His wife, a Cantonese, was born and lived in Kobe before she married. She called herself a Kobe woman (A) and her husband a Yokohama man (A). 

Some of the Cantonese told me that in the past the Cantonese were in charge of the festival. The reason they passed the charge of the festival into the hands of the Hokkienese is because the latter are more cooperative and consolidated, and, nowadays only the Hokkienese know how to make paper figures and the Ming-che." However, during the festival, the Cantonese paid more attention to the religious activities, but the Hokkienese were more active in social functions. 

The committee was made up of voluntary Hokkienese, and
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RASHKB Journal 皇家亞洲學會香港分會學刊 | RAS-1988
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Home would be beneficial. It was a harrowing experience when the sedan chair carrying Father did not reach the junk on time, and Mother had me run back to the wharf to wait for him, just in time to help him up the junk as it was edging out. If I had fallen off the narrow plank which served as the passageway between land and boat, no one would have wanted to take my place to appease the water spirits.

We left Hong Kong on the S.S. Nile, this time first class, in December 1919. The passengers were required to line up on deck on that very cold New Year's Day at Kobe (?) to pass inspection by Japanese officers. As a result, Father became seriously ill and died the next day, 2 January 1920, reportedly of double pneumonia. Mother was extremely grief-stricken and I was too stunned to be of support to her then. A telegraph to Mr. C. K. Ai paved the way for Father's remains to be admitted into Hawaii without difficulty, because Father had been originally admitted under the status 'labourer' which gave him no right of re-entry in those days of strict immigration regulations for the Chinese. Father was laid to rest in the Pauoa Chinese Christian Cemetery that had just been organized in 1919. Because he had often expressed his distaste for an elaborate funeral that included a noisy Hawaii band, Father's services at the church were simple and dignified. In 1932, Mother had his remains cremated and reburied in a beautiful porcelain urn beside the cremated remains of Ruth and Me Yuk in the Pokfulam Chinese Christian Cemetery in Hong Kong, since Father had often expressed a longing for the land of his birth. And he, like his father, never saw his native village again once he had left it.

In his letter of recommendation dated 14 September 1899, F. W. Damon described Father as 'faithful, industrious, and of good and reliable character'. Father was more than that. His love for his family is revealed in his frequent letters to his father and his brothers. His gift of Me Yuk to First Paternal Uncle and the gift of Ting Cheong to Second Paternal Uncle to Father's memory are manifestations of their closeness and love for each other. Whenever I recall Father reading to us "The Children's Hour" by Longfellow, I feel his tremendous love for his children and sense the happiness we gave him. Always striving to increase his knowledge and to better himself and his family, he often quoted his favourite poet, 'Let us be up and doing, with a heart for any fate, still achieving, still pursuing, learn to labour and to wait'. For, from his own past experience,
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