Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1886-08-28
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The friends Of Lai Poy did the proper
thing by him, the ether day, and gave
him nice, quiet -ssnd-off' CA bis road
TO that exclusive realm Of bliss eternal
reserved for the vistuous children Of tho
Flowsry kingdom. Poy was somewhat
in hurry 10 undertake the trip, and 40
tolerated things with a knife and a
header into pit. When the young men
at she laundry where Lai Poy was visit
ing, found their friend dead with his
throat cut and three gashes In his head,
Wah Lee, the dead Chinaman's boss, was
informed and he &c turn informed the
Chinese consul q the facts, and then q
meeting Of Lai Poys friends was held
and it was determined that poor LAi 2oy
shosld have as fine coffin, as much
roast porh, and as many fat pullets as
any other Celestial who had had q fash
ionable burial. The 9th Of July was go
looted as the time Sor taking Lai Poy to
the cemetery Of the Evergreens, but the
programme was changed. All day long
on Monday La Poy's body lay upon Ice
in q box in the stable OF . Mott street
undestaker. The hostlszs washed car
riagss and groomsd horses within, and
yoang America and mature China
banged packs spon packs Of hre-crack-
ers without. The master of ceremonies
was Ys King, g little dried-up Chinaman,
the head partner in tsa firm Of Park
row. Al the last moment ne decided
that II wosldnt make any great differ
snoe to Lai Poy IL he waited until the
morrow. Anyway, LAi Poy had no
voice IN the matter.
Him reilly good Chinaman," ex-
planned cd Ye King. laying down his
pipe and gazing meditatively out Of the
grimy window. Him come Melica six
years ago and catchee plenty money.
Him plenty friends. Fire fire-crackers
to-day, bury am 10 mellow, plenty nice"
Accordingly Lai Poys friends dropped
around 10 the undertakers shop early In
the morning for last view. The dead
Chiaaman had been dressed in white
tunio--ths mourning oolor-and natty
black skullcap with the reddest of red
buttons on the top. Lai Poy during life
pridsd himself ON the length, thickness
and texture OF his cue. The thoughtful
undertaker had disposed this essen
tial to unquestioned entry into the Chi
nsse heaven 20 that IT'S proportions and
beauty might be appreciated as it lay
over his bosom. The plate said that Poy
was in his Bed year when he elected to
die. Old We King was justly proud
OF the arrangements, for the coffin was
snowy, veneered affair, and the COM
position handles and buttons were i'm
posing, Sixteen mourners entered four
carriages, the hearse door was snapped
shut, and the procession started for the
Evergreens. Some of Lai Poy's friends
wore blua, others soft brown silk, one
from the consul's Office pale lilac tunic,
and one carriage with the nearest friends
had occupants all in white. The other
mourners carried q huge hamper,
wherein We're deposited little roast pig
all covered with icing and things, two
fat pullets Drowned to turn, biscuits,
candies, nuts, pot of excellent Sou
Chong tea, punk, and praying papers Of
gilt. The friends smoked scent cigars
and looked grave. When the cemetery
was reached the procession went to Ce-
lestial hill, the plot owned by the Chinese
government, and the body of Lai Poy was
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| trymen who learned all about the mys-
teries of the Chinese eternity at earlier
periods. The little pig and fat pullets
and the biscuits and things had fair
start with Lai Poy, and were buried to-
gether, while old Ye King burned punk
and incinerated little three-cornered bal
looms Of gold paper. Then they drove
back to Mott street and had tea.-New
York Tribune.