Have you ever ridden through dusty, Peking. street, Past brown-feeed peasant women who walk on binded feet?
Past shops with painted lanterns weighed down with curios.
And carts where bright persimmons fare ranged. in orange rows?
Have you ever listened to the noise such a street, Where peggered blind musicians play music weirdly sweet.
Where shrillsvoiced blue-clad wens dort extol their varied wares, With the aid of camel bells and cone fidential airs?
Have you ever ridden through a dusty" Peking \street?
We particularly like the phrase "past brown-faced peasant women, who walk' on binded feet." That's what they call a'five and ten cent adjective.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.