fore, and received the red paper
from my mother. Then he an
"Me going to leave tomorrow.
Xo more wash. My cousin, Sam
Hong, has bought my shop."
"And your other cousin Lin
Loo?" we asked.
''He go away," replied our visi
tor. "No -see any more."
That was all. Sam Hong- was
a very "ornary" kind of China
man, with a thick pigtail, a sub
expression, and an ugly cast in
his eye. He was a rank heathen
and was suspected of smoking
opium in his little shack behind
the store on Sunday afternoons.
Our interest in the Celestial race
It must" have been nearly a
year after our friends' departure
that business called me to Rich
mond. I was strolling down one
of the side streets when I caught
sight of Lin Lee behind the glass
window of a laundry, ironing as
hard as ever. I walked in.
He greeted me with the same
cheerful smile as ever. We shook
hands and discussed old times.
"Why did you leave us so sud
denly, Lin Lee?" I asked. "We
all miss you in our town. What
was the matter? Didn't we treat
"Sure fine," answered Lin
Lee with a broad grin. "I come
to Richmond to open bigger
place, more business. I get mar
ried. Then I ventured upon a very
bold experiment. I asked if he
would present me to Mrs. Lin
Lee. I knew it was not Chinese
etiquette and I was not surpris
ed when he told me that she war.
But she wasn't out, because at
that moment the door opened and
a Chinese woman, with a little,
black-haired, squint-eyed baby in
her arms, peered out. I knew her
loo. It was Mrs. Lin Lee once
Mr. Lin Loo. She nodded and
smiled and shut the door in my
face and I said good-bye quickly
and went out.
Now I hold no brief for or
against Chinamen, but I will say
I was offended at this horrible
deception at the time. But after
wards I began thinking; could he
have been assured of his wife's
safety, living alone in our town,
the only Celestial within twenty
miles ? I think he could ; I know,
he could. But I can imagine what
dangers he may have feared for
her the young husband, called
back eight thousand miles to fight
his country s battles, with all he '
loved ' dwelling alone among
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Prepare squares of cloth as for
individual baked dumpling and
line with a layer of hot. boiled
rice. Place in the center chopped,
sliced or cored apples. If the last
is used fill the center with nuts:
Tie the cloth well and bake or
steam 40 minutes.
That London rioting has prov
ed beyond all question or doubt
that woman, throwing in crowds,
can hit a window.
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