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No my ticket tung sung lung, ya hip kee ping!" he cries; and all this time the assistants are industriously ironing and spouting mist, and leisurely making remarks in their sing-song unintelligibility which you feel have uncomplimentary reference to yourself. Suddenly a light breaks upon you. This is not Hip Tee's cellar, this is not Hip Tee. It is the establishment of Hi Sing.

An accurate imitation of a woodpecker was also one of Li Tee's accomplishments. "No hab got. Ask Mellikan boy." "What?"

Martin's stockings falling upon the veranda of the Polka Saloon, and the other being afterwards discovered on the belfry of the First Methodist Church to the scandal of the congregation. It would have been well if the result of Li Tee's invention had ended here.

He had heard something of this before. Yet, after all, why should not these equal outcasts of civilization cling together! Li Tee's stay with Mrs. Martin was brief. His departure was hastened by an untoward event apparently ushered in, as in the case of other great calamities, by a mysterious portent in the sky.

Master Skinner at once gave up the idea of invasion, and concluded to join the refugees. This was easy in his defenceless state, and his manifest delight in their rude encampment and gypsy life, although he had been one of Li Tee's oppressors in the past.