The Paris Academy of Dancing Masters, according to a contemporary, announce a real successor to the Tango in the "Ta-tao." This dance is at any rate of respectable antiquity, as it has been popular in China since the year 2450 B.C. We anticipate an influx of slit-eyed professors from the Middle Kingdom, and are therefore brushing up our pidgin English in order that Mr. Punch's readers may be able to deal with the situation in the ball-rooms and at Ta-tao teas. Thus:—
Student. Chin-chin, Mr. Dance-pidgin-man!
Plofessor. Chin-chin, sah!
Student. You jussee now come this-side?
Plofessor. My hab jussee come Luntun.
Student. You talkee Yin-ke-li?
Plofessor. Can do. My sabby Englishee allo same you. My talkee tlue pidgin, no talkee lie pidgin.
Student. That b'long first chop! My wantchee catchee you teachee my, allo same same you dancee ta-tao.
Plofessor. My teachee numbah one plopah!
Student. So-fashion eh? How muchee plice?