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
i