Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1891-11-06

"Cut this thing off, he said; he did
not need to beg this time.
"Ha, har' laughed the Kwang-tung
man, You are going to be one of us;
good!" and he picked up big pair Of
shears. Snip! and Ling's cue was gone.
cut close to his head. Out Ling ran,
leaving his cue behind him He went
into his store and sat down to think,
when up jumped the cat Her eyes were
yellow this time, and she howled mourn
fully.
"Get away, you evil thingT and he
pushed her off with stick He did not
sleep that night; he dreamed strange
things and saw strange sights; he
thought Of his home in far off China,
and his mother and the little Chinese
maidens whom he had known before he
came to the new country. he smoked
| and saw faces in the clouds. In the
morning his eyes were heavy and red
with the opium, and he let his hired man
do all the work. He lay in his cubby
bunk and smoked the opium until he
heard a voice. 1t sounded as If 1t carae
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Hello, where's the boss? In the back
room? all rightr
The curtains were pulled back and
Maggie Sullivan came in.
"Hittin Their pipe, eh1 Well, that's
bad for the blood. How's yer pigbailY'
"a cut him He CLONE" said Ling
half stupidity.
That's good. knew you'd come
around. The Chinks alters do. Git up
if yer a-goin ter git married"
Ling had vague idea that he was
very happy. The opium had brought a
peaceful feeling but he was rather
stupid Maggie sat on the edge of the
bunk and the cat walked across the room
with stately tread, glaring at her. She
paused at her feet, and at one bound
was on her lap. Hello, pussy" she
said, putting her face down and stroking
the fur. Like a flash a paw shot out;
five hooked, sharp claws were unsheath-
ed and dragged across the girls cheek
She gave frightened scream, and when
Ling looked he saw three red lines down
her face, from which blood was drip
ping. And the cat walked slowly across
the floor with the same stately tread.
I've got a nice looking face nowI" /,
said Maggie, land think I'll have that
cat killed" /;
Less" said Ling, kill him." and he
rose dreamily and tried to drive the cat
out, but she wouldn't 60 He gave it /
up and cursed the spirit which possessed
the cat Some enemy Of mine has !,
died." he thought, land his soul has
gone into the cat" Maggie washed the
blood from her face and put on three
long strips Of plaster, and then went
around to the Five Points mission, where
they We're married The minister, Mr.
BOughtOn, asked them both a great
many questions, and satisfied himself
that everything was all right. Before he
dismissed them he said he hoped Maggie
would be happy.
81 hope SO, SIR" said she, IAN they
say the Chinks are good to their VIM
men"
They went back to the store then.
There was letter on the counter near
the scales. 1t had come from China and
was for zee Sam Ling. The cat sat near
it and would not move. Ling pushed her
away with stick, but she came back.
He was afraid to put his hand out for the
letter, so he pulled it toward him with
his pipe. 1t was from his native town.
Your good mother is dead" it said;
the scourge devil carried her away It
was her will that you return and marry
the girl she has betrothed to you"
The letter fell from Ling's hands; he
looked up and saw the cat still staring at
him
My mothers soul is there to curse
me. he whispered to himself, backing
toward the door.
at is shell She has come across the
big water because did not return" and
he kept stepping backward.
''The curse has come upon meP' And
he felt for his cue. Then he looked at
Maggie and saw the marks Of the claws
With shrek he opened the door and
rushed outl
Johns gone plumb crazy" said
Maggie to the attendant. "It's the
opium. guess. 1t knocks 'em all when
they get the habit"
Ling never came back, SO Maggie
patched truce with her mother and
went back to the tenement. Nobody
but the minister knows she is Mrs. Yee
Sam Ling, and the new sign which
swings over the door Of the little store
tells every one who looks up at 1t that
Sun Quong sells Chinese groceries there.
Sun Quong was the attendant.-Fred A.
Wilson in New York Evening Sun.
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