MR. CHING
/ knou} a little Pekinese, His name is Mr. Ching, His nose is snub and very black, He is a quaint wee thing. He Wears a eery locely coat, It's yellow as old gold, You'd laugh to see him chase his tail. He's only three months old. " Dear Mr. Ching, you vellee nice," I said to him one day, For he belongs, jo / am toldt To China, far away. " You vellee, vellee nice, indeed. You understandee me?" But Mr. Ching tossed his' proud head Most disapprovingly. He scowled at me, then stalked away Across the k'tchen floor. Wuff-wuff, he very gruffly barked, When he got to the door. It really seemed to me he said, Such language is absurd. In China no one speak > like that; Wuff-wuff —upon my word. —lvy Gibbs, Howick
Permanent link to this item
https://paperspast.natlib.govt.nz/newspapers/NZH19370515.2.199.36.6
Bibliographic details
New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22729, 15 May 1937, Page 8 (Supplement)
Word Count
134MR. CHING New Zealand Herald, Volume LXXIV, Issue 22729, 15 May 1937, Page 8 (Supplement)
Using This Item
NZME is the copyright owner for the New Zealand Herald. You can reproduce in-copyright material from this newspaper for non-commercial use under a Creative Commons New Zealand BY-NC-SA licence . This newspaper is not available for commercial use without the consent of NZME. For advice on reproduction of out-of-copyright material from this newspaper, please refer to the Copyright guide.
Acknowledgements
This newspaper was digitised in partnership with Auckland Libraries and NZME.
Log in