And what about the Chinese fly? From ages remote he has been a welcome guest in every Chinese Wome. He has crawled in squads trigon the baby's face, massed in platoons upon the morning meal and come in fresh legions every day from the manure pile to leave their i press on every household article. They have dropped in the tea and swum in the soup until extricated by skilful flip of " fingernail and have often reappeared, embalmed in the evening bread. And the foreign doctor rails at his presence, bars him out with wire cloth and declares! that he spreads disease.
The bed-bug and the eootit honourable occupants of every garment and bed for generations are denounced as outlaws.
And the old-time Chinese gentleman is no longer at home in a modern house, Where he could formerly spit with perfect freedom and regard the incident as closed by stamping upon the horror with his foot he met with clean floors and an}
And what about Chinese dent Is nobody to "preserve the best" this calling has given to the world? The old woman who formerly hobbled down the streets armed with a collection of rusty knitting needles is deeply mourned. She could, for the sum of five coppers, gouge deeper produce more yowls of pain ran the most up-to-date deftist in Shanghai, But has any foreign dentist invoked. her aid?
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