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waist-cloth," said Chin's father one morni
paddling down the river past the temp
ardens, there were other houses belonging to poorer people. These last were bui
ter the fall rains began, and the houses might float away,-or, at least, the people inside w
he poorer ones were much like Chin's house-b
als. They were now in a part of the city where a good deal of business was going on. They
e plainly seen. In this one was a big counter, almost filling the room, a
nd look at the various workmen. There was much to see and learn. The metal-workers were pounding and hammering away, a
room that was both store and dwelling, but they did not seem to
if he was brought up on the street, as one might say? Care! He seemed to think the coming a
naman having his head and eyebrows shaved. He won't be satisfied until his ey
om each other in this world. But I know one thing in w
There is a kite store, now. Let us go in and
wers and boats, dragons and elephants, and I can't tell how many other odd or lovely patterns. Chin's father was as much
ng it this afternoon," said Chin.
nt before there had been so many children, dogs, and cats in the street they seemed to block t
, a great shouting and beat
t beautiful? It is all covered with gilt. I wonder where they will carry it. Oh, now I see; they
ably hired the actors, and the show will be free to all. He is
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a sort of throne, and sticks of incense were lig
put on their queer costumes right before the people
t Chin and his father enjoyed it as well as the other onlookers. They laughed and looked sad, in tu
was over, Chin
stores, for I have not b
h was folded a strip of cloth one yard wide, and three yards long. Some of these pa-nungs, or waist-cloths, were of silk, and others o
nally decided on one that was gaily striped. It was of no use for him to exa
," he said. "I must bu
eld the cloth on which he was sewing between his toes! That did not seem strange to Chin. He had often watched carpenters use their t
hem useful in other ways than walking and running, sw
a good ways from home, father.
a movable furnace. Square griddles were on the furnace, and the men were busily baking
e, watching the men. Some were buying the cakes as they came f
r. When the griddle was hot enough, he held the bottle upright for a moment with his finger over the hole, then, taking his finger away, he passed it
aid his father, "while I go to the bet
ed all the morning, was nearly empty. Almost every one in the city, except the p
," said his father, but he smiled pleasantly, f
their bare feet. At most times, a large crowd would have been gathered around them, but there were few peopl
here are not many, since, as you remember, most of the travelling is done on the
drawn by men. It is more common in the land of Ch
ery seldom happens), they may hire gharries, which are very light and
n given by those queer white people, who do not seem to enjoy life as we Siamese do. They move
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