The colorin' they do is a sight to see, and takes almost a lifetime to learn.
The housen of this village are mostly made of bamboo--not a nail used in the place.

Why, sometimes one hull side of their housen would be made of a mat of braided bamboo.

Bamboo is used by them for food, shelter, war implements, medicine, musical instruments, and everything else.
Their housen wuz made in Japan, and brung over here and set up by native workmen.

They have thatched ruffs and kinder open-work sides, dretful curious-lookin', and on the wide porticos of these housen little native wimmen set and embroider, and wind skeins of gay-colored cotton, and play with their little brown black-eyed babies.
The costumes of the Japanese look dretful curious to us; their loose gay-colored robes and turbans, and sandals, etc., look jest as strange as Josiah's pantaloons and hat, and my bask waist duz to them, I spoze.
They're a pleasant little brown people, always polite--that is learnt 'em as regular as any other lesson.

Then there is another thing that our civilized race could learn of the heathen ones.
Missionaries that we send out to teach the heathen let their own children sass 'em and run over 'em.