A Description by One Who Has Suffered Them" in Shanghai Chinois et chinoise! That's what the French call em, and its an jexeellent name, for depend upon it the French know a noise when the hear one. So do. You see I live in the midst of them. Noises! Let's listen to them for a while.
'They are building opposite, also. the roads are up in order to'allow Jsomething else to be put down; the somethings' together with the excavations are piled up on the footpath from one end of the street to ithe other. No, they don't water the roads to keep the dust down, being summer there's no need, for it soon Ries off the rond into the house and settles on everything, where upon harassed boy' flicks it around with a feather duster making it fly back into the road again. But to net back to our noises; for a whole Jweek they have been pile driving, land this is the way they do it. They collect a number of coolies, try' their voices for the chorus, they then choose a soloist, who must also be a poet for he composes poetry as he goes along. The tinguished artist in this ease hands on the varmint, that's alli they'll see whether he'll take: him. self off so that he cannot be found when he's wanted. They'd like the present generation to get a taste of what they hed in the old. times, when they were working for old Soc Him Wun, who was a builder A tail in those days if ever there was one. His buildings would stay up even After the ladders and. scaffolding itad been taken away, they knew nothing of jerry-building in thos good old days, Just. wait till that young Wun' Lung appears, that's
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