My Lady of the Chinese Courtyard

ear

e been shopping! A mos

nk for this great pleasu

ve brought their goods

ti would not hear of th

finger the pretty good

wished, and life was

ordered the chairs and

on. First, the August O

umble wife, who has onl

r Mah-li, followed by th

carry back o

us all, as we go rarely

the streets were ma

etables which lined the

ppery and it seemed ou

d of riders on horses

ets of hot water swingi

, the men with bundle

stepped to one side at

band of coolies carryi

g as they swung the

chant. It seemed a s

rried to the restin

t come to us when sh

he signs above the op

uer with letters of rais

and gilded. Above a sh

ns, in front of a pipe-

e fan-shop hung delic

windows gaily coloured

nearly swept

satins and gay broca

hopped. We handled

gold, and we priced a

r eyes with luxury and

ed home three happy,

f the hissing tea-urn u

g, threatening city s

-in dwelling. I feel th

life's hurry and distr

like to see it all, and

wonder-thin

y happy

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