"I ain't heard the boss say he'd scratch him," said Shanghai.
Mose slipped from the saddle and tossed the bridle to Shanghai.
Shanghai, as I write this, is just recovering from a bubonic plague scare.
They are brought from Shanghai, and, as a rule, they languish and die in a few months.
If one could be delightful in Shanghai one must be delightful at home too.
And then suddenly I remembered Shanghai and how delightful I was there.
The mud was too deep for the Shanghai to run and the bantam killed him.
A Shanghai man, for instance, is unintelligible to a Cantonese, and so on.
When I was a little girl, I had a nice great Shanghai hen given to me.
For a long time he had been in correspondence with the chief banks in Shanghai and Macao.