The Red Cloud chief., 1881-10-13

A. school for the Chinese has beeI
established in Philadelphia. and th'
| 7imss OF that city tells how John Chi
nsman is improving the shining hour:
Mr.. So is forty years Of age. and NJ
though he has lived In America fiv'
years he hasn't even mastered tbs sim
pie beauties Of ''pidgin" English. III
Is the dolt OF the school. but that fac
doesn't seem 70 disturb him . particle
and the look Of pleased astonishmen'
his face wore yesterday when he VA
told for the twentieth time that "a" il
the first letter of the alphabet woulc
have driven any but aChristian teacher
TO distraction.
A LESSON IN SPELLING.
Hen" said the teacher. as hs
wrote those letters on the blackboard,
and received an approving smile from
Mr.. So.
"What does that spell':" continued
the instructor.
The pupil smiled, scratched his lef,
side and reflected.
That is hen-a chicken" said the
teacher.
me sabe hem" replied Mr.. So. az
cOOlly as though the information was
not by any means new.
Well, write it," said the teacher,
thrusting a piece Of chalk into the
Monaghan right hand. The idea Of
asking him to write struck the other
seekers after knowledge As extremely
funny. and Sam Hing. King Gee. Moi
Kee and Chang Lung giggled like over
grown schoolboys. The slow pupil
smiled. eyed the writing on the black
board critically. grasped his crayon
firmly, and. to the establishment of the
C~aucasians in the room. executed an
almost perfect imitation Of the teachers
chirOgraphy Of the word hen.
Read It," said the teacher.
Chicken" was the nOnchalant re-
Spouse Of the pupil, as he moved toward
his seat.
Not chicken. hen," said the in
structor in correction.
"Aile same hen, allie same chicken"
replied Mr.. So. philOsOphically. as he
dropped into his seat and famed his
fevered brow with his primer.
CELESTIAL PHILOSOPHY.
A lady and gentleman were the only
teachers in this school yesterday. The
lady devoted herself to All How, while
John Lung looked on and yawned It
intervals as though he was
bored. All How. however.
appeared to take great interest in his
studies. The male teacher spent the
greater part Of the school hour in in
structing Quong VIVA and All Loon,
the latter being much the brighter stu.
dent. 1.-The iOx has a hen," said the
reading from the primer. 1.-The
has a hen," returned the pupils,
out the words.
This is the picture" said the tutor,
to an engraving.
"Me sabe fox, me sabe hem" re-
piled All Loon, cycling the picture.
what fol fox got him hen?" in
luired QuOng, examining the wood
tut.
HE wants to eat it." answered the
eacher.
belly good fox" was the senten-
iOus criticism of Quong, as he looked
at the teacher. who was evil
lently unprepared for any such philO-
optical u~tterance and consequently did
lot attempt to reply to it.
About this time the attention of near
Y every one in the room was attracted
the suppressed laughter of Moi Kee
nd King Gee, who were enjoying the
iuttering of a paper butterfly, manufac-
ured and set atlOat by Sam Hing. The
~rtiiicial insect was captured and the
curse of study went on. The teach
hear the lessons of each pupil sepa-
ately. and so long IS they are under
he eyes of their preceptOrs the pupils
rs meek and studiOus as any n
Guild wish, but their other moments
re not spent in study-that is, to any
.reat extent. The teachers, however.
loud in their praises of the scholars
nd say they learn with remarkable
apidity.