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"I surely could," said I

"Then, if you can spare et your hat"

And so it happens, lady of the Carlton, that I have just been to

Limehouse You do not knohere Limehouse is and I trust you never

will It is picturesque; it is revolting; it is colorful and wicked The

weird odors of it still fill my nostrils; the sinister portrait of it is

still before my eyes It is the Chinatown of London--Lis of the toith West India Dock Road for its spinal

column--it lies, redolent of ways that are dark and tricks that are

vain Not only the heathen Chinee so peculiar shuffles through its

dim-lit alleys, but the scum of the earth, of many colors and of many

climes The Arab and the Hindu, the Malayan and the Jap, black o and fair men fros of all the ships that sail the Seven Seas There many

drunken beasts, with their pay in their pockets, seek each his favorite

sin; and for those who love ular

intervals, the Sign of the Open Lahes and I Up and down the narrow Causeway,

yellow at intervals with the light frohtly closed shutters through which only thin jets found

their alked until we came and stood at last in shadow outside