Excerpt from Ti: A Story of San Francisco's Chinatown Or would it be some rice cakes? Perhaps it would be a fish-bladder covered with feathers, for him to use in playing tack yin. Or maybe it would be candy! Ti clasped his little yellow hands ecstatically across his Shom. as the Chinese call the blouse. But it does t do to clasp one's hands too suddenly when one is sitting on the end of a board in the air! Ti lost his balance, screamed, caught at the board, and fell over, down into the mud below! Oh, it was dreadful! His thick-soled shoes and blue trousers disappeared in the mud! The ends of his shom spread out over the mud, and he screamed a scream that would have been intelligible to American as well as Chinese ears. Uncle Lum Lee had long since disappeared, but See Yow heard - old See Yow, who was going through the encampment to one of the buildings that had a shrine, such as a joss-house has. He was intending to put some incense sticks before the shrine, for he knew the proverb of his people, In passing over the day in the usual way there are four ounces of sin. Yet his idea of sin was very different from the Christian idea. When he heard the scream he did t wait to go to the shrine, but hurriedly called to others near. There was a loud chattering, and at last little Ti was scooped out of the mud, us if he were a new and valuable variety of clam. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art techlogy to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.