My ricsha coolie sayg that if it weren't for the long hauls life wouldn't be half bad. He says he doesn't mind the in-between spells because those are never alone who are accompanied by noble thoughts and besides he can generally find a gambling game. If his fellow workmen are busy there is always something to look at and often he can start a fight or some other excitement. If he is lucky there ly a good deal of chowing to be done, and a good nap wil] always disped ennui.
My ricsha coolie says he is the swiftest runner in town. He knows there is a little difference of opinion on that score between himself and another fleet gazelle, but he could have outstripped his rival easily were it not for an irritating nervousness on the part of his employer and her reluctance to be shaken out of her seat in cutting rapid corners. He says it is silly to let yourself out on a long stretch of clear road in the residence section where there is no one to appreciate your speed except said employer; better far to wait for crowded traffic and stage a race down Nanking Road. He fears his employer has no sporting spirit as she seems to object to becoming involved in races with strange men.
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