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Wang-ti.
Last year my look-see plum-tlee all flower all-same he snow,
T'his spling much plenty snowflake all-same he plum-tlee blow.
He snowflake fallee, meltee, he led leaf turnee blown,
My makee first-chop sing-song how luck go uppy-down.
T'his spling much plenty snowflake all-same he plum-tlee blow.
He snowflake fallee, meltee, he led leaf turnee blown,
My makee first-chop sing-song how luck go uppy-down.
One tim belongey
China-side one student-man Wang-ti,
He wantchee be one mandalin, he wantchee gettee high.
In Folest of the Pencils he hopee name to see,
He wantchee go in Gate of Hung an' takee first deglee.
He wantchee be one mandalin, he wantchee gettee high.
In Folest of the Pencils he hopee name to see,
He wantchee go in Gate of Hung an' takee first deglee.
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Suppose one man no catchee cash, he no can play at game,
Supposey pigeon no hab wing, can no make fly all-same.
Wang-ti he tly fly-up-can-go, he workee hard for some,
But all-same one fire-locket stick he makee fly-down-come.
Supposey pigeon no hab wing, can no make fly all-same.
Wang-ti he tly fly-up-can-go, he workee hard for some,
But all-same one fire-locket stick he makee fly-down-come.
But bat by night may blongey, blight-sun, a butterfly.
One tim you catchee angel s'pose you look-see devil—kwei.
Wang-ti no pass—he no can do—he no can catch deglee,
You make ear-hear, I talkee how t'his all come good fo' he.
One tim you catchee angel s'pose you look-see devil—kwei.
Wang-ti no pass—he no can do—he no can catch deglee,
You make ear-hear, I talkee how t'his all come good fo' he.
One night Wang-ti go walkee—he feel like loney goose;
How állo study, 'm-chung-yung—he never hit t'he use.
How some man pass an' catch deglee while he stick fass' behind,
Like one big-piecee lock while waves fly pass' him on t'he wind.
How állo study, 'm-chung-yung—he never hit t'he use.
How some man pass an' catch deglee while he stick fass' behind,
Like one big-piecee lock while waves fly pass' him on t'he wind.
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He tinkee deep, he walk like sleep man-man
inside a wood,
Wat-tim he healee bobbely where olo Joss-house stood.
Wang-ti he tink 'um devilos an' wantchee walkee wide,
He neva tink t'hat Joss-house hab got one-man room-inside.
Wat-tim he healee bobbely where olo Joss-house stood.
Wang-ti he tink 'um devilos an' wantchee walkee wide,
He neva tink t'hat Joss-house hab got one-man room-inside.
Just t'hen he savvy la-li-loong
-some tief-man muchee bad
Hab wantchee kill one foleigner, an' catchee állo had.
T'his fan-yun he get knockee-down he look-see colo clay,
But Wang-ti pull he 'volver out an' lobber-man lun 'way.
Hab wantchee kill one foleigner, an' catchee állo had.
T'his fan-yun he get knockee-down he look-see colo clay,
But Wang-ti pull he 'volver out an' lobber-man lun 'way.
Wang-ti he pickee stlanger up an' helpee all he can,
He find 'um one young fa-ke-kwok —a flower-flag-nation-man.
Wang-ti he take t'hat Melican—he velly good can do,
An' put 'um in he littee bed an' pay 'um some samshu.
He find 'um one young fa-ke-kwok —a flower-flag-nation-man.
Wang-ti he take t'hat Melican—he velly good can do,
An' put 'um in he littee bed an' pay 'um some samshu.
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He Melican he soon get well an' walk top-side he tlacks,
And muchee-much chin-chin Wang-ti fo' all he nicee acts.
T'hey gettee flin, so muchee flin t'hey each belongey half;
T'hat Yankee name he Doolittle; he makee photoglaf.
And muchee-much chin-chin Wang-ti fo' all he nicee acts.
T'hey gettee flin, so muchee flin t'hey each belongey half;
T'hat Yankee name he Doolittle; he makee photoglaf.
If you thlow rice in liver, an' liver wailo
flee,
You sartin sure some mornin' t'hat rice swim down to sea.
If flin catch someting inside heart, he not'her flin can know,
So Wang-ti talkee Doolittle he tubble an' he woe.
You sartin sure some mornin' t'hat rice swim down to sea.
If flin catch someting inside heart, he not'her flin can know,
So Wang-ti talkee Doolittle he tubble an' he woe.
He talk: “It b'longey my pidgin to study fo deglee,
My tellee all, galaw, suppose you give ear-hear to me;
My wantchee be one first-class man an' pass examination.”
“I see,” said Mister Doolittle; “you missed it—like darnation.”
My tellee all, galaw, suppose you give ear-hear to me;
My wantchee be one first-class man an' pass examination.”
“I see,” said Mister Doolittle; “you missed it—like darnation.”
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“Now,” talk Wang-ti, “t'hat Tai-fo-neen
he coming lound again,
Suppose my no pull thloo dis tim my life be állo vain,
My be all-same one lô flower wat-tim he fadee dead.”
“That ain't the way,” said Doolittle; “I vum to go ahead.”
Suppose my no pull thloo dis tim my life be állo vain,
My be all-same one lô flower wat-tim he fadee dead.”
“That ain't the way,” said Doolittle; “I vum to go ahead.”
“In olo tim,” talk he Wang-ti, “man plintee littee book,
Man hide 'um in he pigtail—or some-side—hookey-clook.
T'hat book belongey Classics, but Government be pat,
An' talk he killee plinta-man wát makee book like t'hat.
Man hide 'um in he pigtail—or some-side—hookey-clook.
T'hat book belongey Classics, but Government be pat,
An' talk he killee plinta-man wát makee book like t'hat.
“Suppose my catch dat littee book to hide in my pigtail,
My'd walk chop-chop light thloo Fo-shee —for my could neva fail.
T'hen my belongey big tai-pan
an' muchee happy too.”
“I vum!” said Mister Doolittle, “I'll fix that thing for you.
My'd walk chop-chop light thloo Fo-shee —for my could neva fail.
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“I vum!” said Mister Doolittle, “I'll fix that thing for you.
“I s'pose when you're examined, if 'tisn't all my eye,
They let you wear your spectacles?”—“T'hey do,” say poor Wang-ti.
“Wall, then,” say Mister Doolittle, “if you expect to pass,
You've got to get yourself a pair—of magnifyin' glass.
They let you wear your spectacles?”—“T'hey do,” say poor Wang-ti.
“Wall, then,” say Mister Doolittle, “if you expect to pass,
You've got to get yourself a pair—of magnifyin' glass.
“And secondly, about them books you want for your degree,
I can photograph the Scriptures—complete—inside a pea.
In fact I've seen the London ‘Times’—and that's exactly true—
On the leetle end of nothin'—and read it easy too.
I can photograph the Scriptures—complete—inside a pea.
In fact I've seen the London ‘Times’—and that's exactly true—
On the leetle end of nothin'—and read it easy too.
“And if the thing will help you—if nothin' else avails,
I'll photograph them Classics upon your finger-nails;
I see you wear 'em awful long (for gougin', I suppose)—
I'd put the Astor Library upon such nails as those.”
I'll photograph them Classics upon your finger-nails;
I see you wear 'em awful long (for gougin', I suppose)—
I'd put the Astor Library upon such nails as those.”
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I think the stuff is in us—so, by gum, let's put it through!
We'll ring into them College dons—and mighty han'some, too;
And you shall shine as Number One and do the thing first-chop,
And be the Grand Panjandrum with a button on your top.
We'll ring into them College dons—and mighty han'some, too;
And you shall shine as Number One and do the thing first-chop,
And be the Grand Panjandrum with a button on your top.
T'hey catchee book—t'hey muchee work—t'hey keepee awful mum.
T'he books of olo Kung-fou-tsze were all on Wang-ti's t'hum.
He blessy goodee Melican t'hat day t'hey makee flins
When allo larnin t'hat he wantch' was at he fingains.
T'he books of olo Kung-fou-tsze were all on Wang-ti's t'hum.
He blessy goodee Melican t'hat day t'hey makee flins
When allo larnin t'hat he wantch' was at he fingains.
On t'he eight' day of he eight' moon glate bobbely had been
Fo' Gland Examination—wát 'um call he Tai-fo-neen.
T'hey look-see allo student-men insidee he pigtail,
But neva tink of littee spots on Wang-ti's finga-nail.
Fo' Gland Examination—wát 'um call he Tai-fo-neen.
T'hey look-see allo student-men insidee he pigtail,
But neva tink of littee spots on Wang-ti's finga-nail.
He look-see muchee innocen', he look-see muchee wise,
Hab catch one piece new spectacle t'hat sit top-side he eyes.
T'hey lock 'um up in littee house tlee day till allo done,
An' t'hen Wang-ti come out Tai-pai —first-chop an' Numpa One!
Hab catch one piece new spectacle t'hat sit top-side he eyes.
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An' t'hen Wang-ti come out Tai-pai —first-chop an' Numpa One!
Wang-ti hab got t'hat ting maskee
—Wang-ti he mighty gland,
He go top-side all-not'ha in állo China land.
But allo tim no man can tell or savvy what it meant
How Doolittle catch contlacts flom he China Govelnment.
He go top-side all-not'ha in állo China land.
But allo tim no man can tell or savvy what it meant
How Doolittle catch contlacts flom he China Govelnment.
MORAL-PIDGIN.
My sposey sometim, one tim you hab cuss-um poor Chinee,
It b'longy betta makee flin t'han catch one inimy.
You makee my one iron-face—my tink you betta tly
To do all-same he Doolittle long-side he flin Wang-ti.
It b'longy betta makee flin t'han catch one inimy.
You makee my one iron-face—my tink you betta tly
To do all-same he Doolittle long-side he flin Wang-ti.
S'pose you much smart an' he much smart—my neva makee joke,
You betta make all-same, you two, to cheatee ot'ha folk.
Chinee an' Yankee in one firm could squeezee whole worl' dly:—
Dis my glate molal-pidgin of he stoly of Wang-ti.
You betta make all-same, you two, to cheatee ot'ha folk.
Chinee an' Yankee in one firm could squeezee whole worl' dly:—
Dis my glate molal-pidgin of he stoly of Wang-ti.
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Note.—My no savvy dat man Wang-ti, no can talkee supposey dis be pukkha stoly. Wat-tim Massa leed my dis sing-song, my talk he, “No plintee dat befo' you tinkee-leason top-side 'um. S'posey dat sing-song go China-side—more dan tlee handirt millium Chinee get he nailos specklum an' go fo' examination. Allo he China Govelnment wailo devilo top-side-bottom-side. No man makee good-pidgin outside allo dat bobbely, 'cept he one photoglaph-man or one look-see-speckle-man.” But Massa makee velly much bad-heart—talk he plintee allo-same. My no tinkee he so bad-heart-man.
Ah Chung.P. S.—Any gentleum dat look-see dis, who savvy how to make photoglaphs, an' wantchee give lesson cheapee, may catchee one scholar, s'posey he lite to my 'dress. Also s'posey any man wantchee sell or consign magnifyum look-see speckles, he can hearee of one piecee gentleum who go China-side, fo' long.
Cho-yap-hung-moon (Canton), entering the Gate of Hung, i. e., obtaining the first degree in the school of Confucius.
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