hat way. His eyes were
black and slanted up in his little face. His hair was black and
straight. He wore gay little silk coats and gay little silk trousers
with flowers and figures sewed all over them. When he looked up he saw
his father's face was yellow and so was his mother's. And his father's
hair was black and so was his mother's. And when he was a little older
he saw they both wore gay silk coats and gay silk trousers with flowers
and figures sewed all over them. But the baby didn't think any of this
was queer,--not even when he grew up. For every one he knew had yellow
skin and wore silk coats and trousers. So of course he thought all the
world was that way.

But long before he was old enough to notice any of these things he knew
his mother loved her little yellow baby with slanting black eyes. And
he loved to have her take him in her arms and sing to him, saying:

"Chu Sir Tsun Ching Min. Tsoun Sun
Gi Gi. Koo Yin Fee Min Kwei
Hua Shiang Lee Pan Run Yin.
Fon Chin Yoa Sir. Loo Yi To
Choa Yeo Liang Sung. Tsun Tze
Doo Soo Soo Wei Gun. Tsin Tsin."

For all this happened in China and he was a little Chinese Baby.

* * *

Another little baby was all brown. He just came that way. His eyes were
black and his hair was black. He wore pretty colored silk shawls and
little silk dresses. And when he looked up he saw his father's face was
brown and that he wore a big turban on his head. And he saw that around
his mother's brown face was long soft hair. He saw that she wore pretty
colored silk shawls and long silk trousers and bare feet. But the baby
didn't think any of this was queer,--even when he grew up. He thought
every one had brown skin and that everybody dressed like himself and his
father and his mother.

But long before he was old enough to notice any of these things, he
knew his mother loved her little brown baby with black eyes. And he
loved to have her take him in her arms and sing to him, saying:

"Arecoco Jarecoco, Jungle parkie bare,
Marabata cunecomunga dumrecarto sare,
Hillee milee puneah jara de naddeah,
Arecoco Jarecoco Jungle parkie bare."

For all this happened in India and he was a little Indian baby.

* * *

Now another little baby was all black. He just came that way. His eyes
were black and his hair was black and curled in tight kinky curls all
over his little head. And this little baby