Whenever grim rumour stalks regarding that package {rom home, or the letter that should have arrived jand did not, ao not decide that all is fast. The chances are that all is merely delayed while the staff at the Dead Letter Office of the Shanghai [Post Office runs down every last clue Jon a bit of tattered envelope or a ragged wrapper. Few letters fail to delivered, relatively speaking, of the two huge baskets that confront a Jealm staff upon the arrival of mail packets from Europe and America, Jaddition to those shunted into the Jomce from purely domestic sources. First of all, the addressee is found upon the slimmest imaginable evi-
His name may be pieced together Jquite literally, and discover him via Jo form in which he is apprised of a Totter lying unclaimed from such and such a point. This last may most ikely be gleaned from the postmark tit remains intact. He is then invited to inform the postal author!- ties from whom such a letter might Ibe sent, and its possible enclosures. Tu short, this {s the evidence the post Jofee requests to prove ownership. fineidentally, privacy is uniformly granted with regard to mail insofar fas it Is possible. The postal author!- ties are not concerned about Mary's measles, or John's new Job—but they jate concerned with delivering that Mews to you, intact if possible.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.