JUILN CHINAMAN IN NEW 

 YORK. 



AS I passed along by one of 

 those monster American tea- 

 stores in New York, I found 

 a Chinaman sitting before it acting 

 in the capacity of a sign. Everybody 

 that passed by gave him a steady 

 stare as long as their heads would 

 twist over their shoulders without 

 dislocating their necks, and a group 

 had stopped to stare deliberately. 



Is it not a shame that we, who 

 prate so much about civilization and 

 humanity, are content to degrade 

 a fellow-being to such an office as 

 this ? Is it not time for reflection when we find ourselves willing to see in such 

 a being, matter for frivolous cufiosity instead of regret and grave reflection ? 



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