Category: Humour

A Yankee in the Far East

My great fear was that before we landed at Yokohama Wong would surely burst in his efforts to keep the smoke in my state room blown out of the porthole 31

Chapters

7. Part 7

A laugh went down the line of crushed candidates for landing at the heavenly port of Singapore, which helped me to bear the jove-like frown of the official--it helped a lot. It...

9. Part 9

Just to see whether our English cousins over here in India had caught that joke yet, when our train crossed a stream I would draw a chance English traveler's attention to the ub...

2. Part 2

There is no maddened rush of an angry bull. He stops for an instant with a startled look--surprise, and hurt wonderment, and "what for?" written on his face as plain as man can...

4. Part 4

"After we had finished that meal, about two o'clock, the proprietor of the establishment showed up. He had been absent from home up to that time. He was a high-class individual....

10. Part 10

As I have already explained in letter XXVII, I held an order for a first-class passage on any American or British ship I might choose from England to New York.

5. Part 5

House rent 3.00 yen City tax and town expense .50 The expense of education 1.10 The rice charge 12.00 Wood, charcoal and oil 1.30 Vegetable and fish 7.00 Dressing charges 3.00 M...

8. Part 8

As this potentate was a mighty gun--none bigger--he prepared the way to his proposed visit by sending one of his numerous staff to this man's store Saturday evening, to inform h...

3. Part 3

More and more I am convinced of the cleverness of the Japanese after a voyage across the Pacific in one of their magnificent ocean liners--a 22,000-ton ship, built at their yard...

6. Part 6

"Forget it, 'Missouri.' Let's take a wheelbarrow ride and you can use my Kioto experience when you get home--just tell it to your good people as if it had happened to you. Or, i...

1. Part 1

My great fear was that before we landed at Yokohama Wong would surely burst in his efforts to keep the smoke in my state room blown out of the porthole 31

11. Part 11

With a shuddering gasp at the enormity of my crime--or was it ghoulish glee at having sufficient evidence to have me drawn and quartered--I credit him with the latter sentiment-...