The Daily Tombstone., 1886-06-30
PAN OF BISCUITS. A Mystery Which Exioifed a Household i'm the Western
 Addition.

 point the Chinamau is most extra ordinary. When he is at home in the slums of Chinatown, he can sub sist on the most common and cheap est of food and thrive upon it. That is. when he he has to pay for his own food it is astonishing to note how few and how simple are his wants, but when he is working for whites and his employers mongy pays for nutri- ment, then he is an entirely changed individual; he is voraciOus, and there is nothing tuo dainty for him, fact which many 9 householder who from choice or necessity has employed Chinese servants can verify. A gent leman holding high position ih the community, and residing in the west ern part of She city, had some time since in his employ two Chinese serv- ants-one, Jim, a middle-aged individ ual, who attended to cooking for the family; while the other; Jue, Who atten- ded to Household duties generally. A few days since, a young lady member of the househo arose somewhat early than usual, and decending from the upper part of the manson lad her nostrels regaled by a most fragrant aroma as coming from the kitchen. With the curiosity pecuuliar to the female sex, the young lady sliped down stairs and into the culinary de partment, which at the time was un- occupied, and opening the door of the kitchen ovenj she saw pan of splendid biscuits. Returning to her room she communicated to her sist- CTS that Jim evidently intended to surprise them, as he had prepared a pan of nice biscuits for breakfast When the matutinal bell summoned the inmates of the house to the morn ing meal the early riser after taking her seat at the table was asked by her sisters, "Why, where are those beautiful biscuitsH'
 "I'm sure I don't know, but sup pose Jim will bring them in present. ly," she replied.
 Jim came in shortly and laid on the table the bread basket filled with slices of stale bread, and as he turned to go away he was asked, Jim, where are the biscuits7"
 "What you talkee biskey9 Nc shabee biskey."
 "Why, Jim, how can you shy that, queried the young lady who made the early morning discovery. "Wha; have you done with those biscuits 1 saw ir the oven little while ago"
 "You too muchee talkee. You nc hap see biskey," said the domestic ir q suIly tone, as he moved away, but returning in 8 moment said, "Biskey makee you heap welly sick. Bleat heap more good for you"
 There was disappointment at tEt breakfast table and the meal was par taken of in silence, and without hot toothsome, saYory biscuits.
 An investigation was afterward in stituted by the head of the house fol the purpose of ascertaining what hat become of the pan of biscuit, but al to no avail, as Jim denied all allega tions, and it was not until severa days had elapsed when little Joe ex plained the mystery. From him i was ascertained that Jim had beer out, and on his return, shortly aftel midnight, brought with him foul friends Ghd quartered them in th' house until morning, when he arose prepared them q breakfast of laml chops, ham and eggs. biscuits anC tea, and after they had partaken O this he provided them with whisky and cigars, taken from his employer 1 private closet. Jim wa, notified tha bis services were no longer required 1 Plenty nf c1onda huk m raia