Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1884-07-27
A WALL-EYED HEATHEN.
He Does the Civilized Act With Great
Success and Equal
Dispatch.
Running a Policy Shop Under the
Sing Ofa Washery and
Betting Heavily.
Pulling the FIeecy Animal Growth
Over the Optics Of New
York Policemen.

New York, July 90 [Exclusivel-
The charge that the Cinnamon cannot be
Americanized is q moribund theory. 1t Is
the deadest thing know Of except the
State House gang in your own State. But
it is of the Chinaman that l wish first to
talk. Just now the aristocratic locality Of
Chinatown is in vesuvius state Of excite
ment, occasioned by the designed disappear
ance Of Moy Yin, one of the best known
wall eyes in the city, together with $1,000
the honest accumulations of his friends.
Moy Yin kept a shirt destroying shop
on Pell street, where he was popularity sup
posed by the trusting American and con-
tiding celestial to be amassing fortune by
tearing cuffs and enlarging buttou-holes to
the size of cuspadores. Recent events
show this bucolic idea to have been ero-
nious. Since the departure Of the much
lamented, the police have learned with
certainty that causes their tender conscience
a spas m of D lin that Moyfn did not alone
polish collars on starch cuffs, but was the
proprietor Of
A Policy Shop.
No one who does not know how tender
the edr Gated mention of policeman is, can
can for q moment even guess at the pain
felt by the blue coated interpreters Of city
ordinances. White customers who failed
to get their Sunday linen on Saturday night
on the plea Of illness, now know they owed
the Disappointment TO that hankering for
wealth which characterizes the Pell street
laundrymen and leads them to sit up all
night wagering their patrons last shirt
on the turn Of the ace.
Nov Yin was not content with winning
the proceeds of his countrymen's labor
and his ambition grew with his wealth. He
sought friendly "steerer" who resides on
the Bowery and who offered to introduce
him to some elegant gentlemen who occa-
sionally played poker at small club on
Twenty-eighth street. AS Moy Yin consid-
cred himself an expert poker player he
grasped at the opportunity offered and was
initiated into the game. A man with big
black mustache whom his friends called
Colonel" conceived great affection for
the Pell street capitalist and always
sat behind his chair and gave him points
when 10 raise the blind" and call and
stay ont"
After few nights pay Moy Yin lost
heavily He wished he had stayed out at
first, but was so infatuated with the game
that he could not keep away from the club
room. His patrons on Pell street wondered
at the nightly absence of their banker, but
his clerk, So Long, informed all inqu.rers
that the boss was experimenting on new
washing machine which would spoil shirt
the first time, and they waited patiently for
his temperance. A few days ago MOy
Yin went around TO all his acquaintance,
and by making various false representa-
tions succeeded in borrowing nearly
s., 900 As he was supposed to be
worth five times that sum no suspicion
was aroused until Yesterday when the
genial Celestial failed to appear at his
usual haunts. So Long, the clerk, seized
the washtub and two irons and declared
that he was preferred creditor for the
policy table. The rest Of the creditors
made of with several pairs Of socks and
four collars, which comprised the remain
der OF the assets. linen lhey Piaceu tue
case il the hands of the police, who are
now actively engaged in searching for the
safTron-hued defaulter. Nov Yin is sup
posed to have decamped to Boston, as he
often expressed a wish to join the Concord
School of Philosophy especially after bet
ting a weeks receipts on three kings
when the "Coloners" friend held four aces
in his hand and three others up his sleeve
The Celestials on Pell street have shut of
the croton and are now using their tears
gathered in pals. Moy Yin is bad man.