CHANG Mr.Chang, of that ilk (Chang Chang Tien-ts), was a man of fifty- seven, and a graduate in letters.

The ladies of his family having accommodated a demon with a shrine in his house, Mr.Chang said he "would have none of that nonsense".

The spirit then entered into Mrs.
Chang, and the usual fire-raising began all over the place.

The furniture and crockery danced in the familiar way, and objects took to disappearing mysteriously, even when secured under lock and key.

Mr.
Chang was as unlucky as Mr.Chin.