The Silken East v
that centre of life in every Eastern town. Outside, under the green boughs of the gold mohur and the pcidouk, there is a colony of large yellow umbrellas fixed in the soil, under which there sit the fruit and vegetable dealers, driving a brisk trade.
They love, these delightful souls, to sit out here in the fresh morning, and willingly take their chance of sun
and rain. Laughter and joy are in the air, cheeriness is writ on the faces of the passers-by, there is colour in every detail. The scene is interesting by the hour. How different to its Indian fellow of the same name, in the happy laughter-loving note that brightens its life I The great iron building which spreads its wings above the al fresco shops is more favoured by the dealers in silks and shawls, in Birmingham trinkets, and
peingaw " sailing up stream