St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1888-09-09

ever taste Ike IL again. gloom. Inln
soup, prayers make up life in convent,
fOrsOOth! Say rather sunshine. song
and layer cake. PAULINE PRY.
A FOREMAN OFWINNINGWAYS
4 Long Run of Luck Interrupted
by Innocent Sim Song.
San Francisco Chronicle.
From the Mojave desert comes story
of Celestial simplicity and American
avarice, as related by Wong Chung,
railroad labor contractor who resides in
Chinatown. The first part of the tale
will sound rather oddly TO San Francis
cans, accustomed as they are to see the
willy heather gambler have everything
his own way.
A section foreman named James
DAILY, who commands crew OF about
dozen Mongolians on that part of the
Atlantic u Pacific road which runs over
the cactus-cOvered plain east OF Mojave,
recently acquired bad reputation
among the officials of the road. They
could not discharge him because they
did not know anything particularly
lad about him. lie always
seemed to attend to his duties
promptly and was always on hand
when the pay-eaT made its monthly run
across the desert. The only thing that
caused him 10 be regarded with suS-
piciOn was the fact that he never could
keep a gang at work for him steadily.
As surely as the end of the month came
around, just so surely would DAILY send
up to headquarters a requiSition for
new lot of Chinese.
What has become OF your old gang?"
was the usual question from the super
intendent.
Left" was the regulation reply from
DAILY.
''What fOr?" was always the next
query.
"Dunno. Maybe twas too hot for
'em." Then DAILY would smile grimly.
As gang after gang quit work on
Daiy'S section the officials became more
and more anxious to discover the cause,
but this was hard matter. Wong
Chung, the contractor. knew if the rail
road people did not.
Too muchee pOkah, he explained to
the reporter. boss gettee Chinaman
into big game-catchee alice money"
Then he went on to relate how he had
sent down from this city, first and last.
nearly 20O men for section work on the
desert. and probably One-half of these
had taken their turn on Days section,
and they had never been able to realize
any further benefit from the appearance
of the pay-car than that of half days
possession of their hard-earned wages.
DAILY would give them a kindergarten
lesson with the cards, at the end of
which he would walk away with all
their coin. 1t was generally a bitter
lesson for the rice-eateTS, and as it is
one OF their superStitionS that 10 remain
in company with man who is able to
beat them in games of chance is to in
eur the everlasting diSpleaSure of the
gods, they would at once set out to hunt
another job.
land how is DAILY nOw?' was asked.
SIS he still working his way into the
pockets OF your simple cOuntrymen?'
The Celestial didn't understand the
question, but in his subsequent remarks
he made reply to it all the same.
Rolling his moon face over to one
side, blinking mysteriously, and grin
ming i'll a knowing sort of way, he re-
marked:
u fiXee DAILY. Him alice done up.
You sabe Sim Song? Sim Song b'long
Chinatown. Way up pOkah boy. Him
sabe cards alice same him own bluddah.
Catehee fO' acee quick, lunee bluff,
plave full hand. Him lightning"
well. what's that got to do with
Daly?" asked the reporter.
Il Sendee Sim Song down to MOhabbe,
'iOng with a gangee section men. He
come long to Days and knOckee him
out, quick 'nOugh."
How it happened may be briefly re-
lated. Sim Song worked along withthe
common labOrers until the pay car hove
in sight. Tnen he laid down his pick.
Il. I'll I :, h..
was Sick-that he would have to quit
work. He went to the cabin in which
the MOng0lians lodged and hung around
there until night time, and when the
boss came around to propose the regular
monthly game he lay Oh his couch
moaning.
Here's your money" said Daily,
handing him his wages. But the Chin
csc took little interest in the payment,
and Stuffing the money into his pocket
went on meaning. He was not in the
game when it started, nor, indeed, I'M
til all the other hands had been
broken" Then DAILY, who was not
above beating a sick Chinese out of his
months wages, insisted that Sim was
well enough to take hand in the
game. Sim protested that he was too
! feeble to hold the cards, but as
| lJdlN NOuINi llCdA liO lClQSdl ltlC lliOttii-
| ing and grOaning delegate from China
| town said he would come in on two
bit ante, with a 81 limit. So at it they
went, Sim displaying a profound ig-
! nOrance of the gone, and Daily chuck
! ing over the ease with which he won
/ his money. Then the luck turned and
/ DAILY lost game after game, and as the
| limit had been raised from time to time
| he found himself betting heavily. After
! a while he had to go over to his sec
| tion-hOuse and go under the mattress
after more money, which he eagerly
| staked in the hope of regaining his lost
| coin. Sim still handled the cards
! clumsily, but it was noticed that lie had
stopped moaning. They played until
daylight, and when the train for San
Francisco stopped at the water tank at
z O'Clock, Sim got on board with $500 in
| his possession, having entirely CLEANED
out" the boss.
The latest advices from Moiave are
that DAILY has quit playing poker, and
| that his men new stick TO him as closely
as if ne had never had a mascot and had
never worked it for all it was worth TO
| raise his bank account.
Trains TO Exposition Building.
Beginning Sept. 10th, the Manitoba
Road" wilIrun special trains, st. Paul