t humble but entertaining dialect. It is a
remarkable sensation to sit alone with a mild monster, and feel like a
little boy. I do not distinctly remember whether Chang is eight, or ten
or twelve feet high; I only know that, though I am, as he said, "one
velly big piecee man," I sat and lifted my eyes from time to time at the
usual level, forgetfully expecting to meet his eyes, and beheld instead
the buttons on his breast. Then I looked up--like Daruma to Buddha--and
up, and saw far above me his "lights of the soul" gleaming down on me as
it were from the top of a lofty beacon.

I soon found that Chang, regarding all things from a giant's point of
view, esteemed mankind by their size and looks. Therefore, as he had
complimented me according to his lights, I replied that he was a "numpa
one too muchee glanti handsome man, first chop big."

Then he added, "You belongy Inklis man?"

"No. My one piecee _fa-ke-kwok_; {69} my Melican, galaw. You dlinkee
ale some-tim?"

The giant replied that _pay-wine_, which is Pidgin for beer, was not
ungrateful to his palate or foreign to his habits. So we had a quart of
Alsopp between us, and drank to better acquaintance. I found that the
giant had exhibited himself in many lands, and taken great pains to learn
the language of each, so that he spoke German, Italian, and Spanish well
enough. He had been at a mission-school when he used to "stop
China-side," or was in his native land. I assured him that I had
perceived it from the first, because he evidently "talked ink," as his
countrymen say of words which are uttered by a scholar, and I greatly
gratified him by citing some of my own "beautiful verses," which are
reversed from a Chinese original:--

"One man who never leadee {69a}
Like one dly {69b} inkstan be:
You turn he up-side downy,
No ink lun {69c} outside he."

So we parted with mutual esteem. This was the second man by the name of
Chang whom I had known, and singularly enough they were both exhibited as
curiosities. The other made a living as a Siamese twin, and his brother
was named Eng. They wrote their autographs for me, and put them wisely
at the very top of the page, lest I should write a promise to pay an
immense sum of money, or forge a free pass to come into the exhibition
gratis over their signatures.

Having seen Chang, I returned to the Hotel de Louvre, dined, and then
went forth with friends to the Orangerie. This immense ga