Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1892-10-13

amah ana ringing from time 10 time for
the szetsia (boy) 10 lear.i II the maid had
not come Ia, and at last giving orders 20
send coolic for her. The long windows
OF the dressing room were only slightly
yelled in lace and thin silks, In order
that any wavering breeze which might
chance to enter should meet no impedi-
ments, but the punkah, pulled by coolie
outside the door, created an artificial
breeze in the room, causing the delicate
trities on her dressing-case TO flutter, and
even raising slightly the petals of the
roses whose long stems were drying on
silver tray; roses to be worn at her breast,
at the brilliant dinner of the English
Consul that night. The room was a
softened blaze of many candles, and the
delicate fairness of Mrs. Gordon's arms
and neck was reflected In many mirrors.
But deep frown was on her brow, MS
drawing off the pale pink stockings she
had worn with her tea gown, Mrs. Cor
don proceeded to turn wrong side out,
and pull labcriously on, the creamy silk
netting that would cling so exasperating-
ly in spite of frequent dabs of violet
powder. The night was warm, Mrs.
Gordon was getting heated, a thing she
greatly disliked before dinner, and her
amah was Internationally late. She
glanced again at the tiny French clock,
and then, her feet being shod. she stood
irresolutely before dainty mass of silk
and lace on the bed, and asked herself If
she should attempt to put it on alone. 1t
was too provoking! If Jack were only
here But her husband had gone to
Hong Kong; she was at her amah's mercy.
However, it was obviously impossible
to lace oneself into dnner-gown that
fastened down the back. Ms. Gordon
sank despondently on an India mat, and
famed herself YEARLY. Then she drenched
arms and neck in cool violet-water,
still bordering. Never before had her
amah annoyed her so. Then she rsng
again impatiently. In her own agitation
she failed to notice the startled whiteness
of her own szetsai's face, as she ordered
him to send still another coolie for the
rccreant maid, and that almost stimuli
taneously with his respectful departure
the breeze from her punkah died suddenly
down. At last she noticed the warm
stiffness that followed the punkah's ces-
sation, and she called in great surprise to
the punkah-coolie, Tim Ki nj, Kun
elm, Faiti! Che fang sheen"
No answer coming, she rang again for
the sZetsai. Was the world coming to an
enda The punkah-coolie stopping with
out orders on such hot highland her
amah playing truant when she knew her
mistress to be dining out! What could
1t meanl AS she waited for the szetsai's
response to her ringing, a light steps
sounded and her amah entered, not quiet
ly and gently, with her usual Oriental
deliberateness, but with hasty step and
excited air that added to Mrs. Gordon's
establishment. The .amah rushed to
where her mistress was standing before
the dressing case, and dropped on her
knees before her.
"Oh, Mississee," she said, embracing
her mistress's feet, "China man very
angry Burn all Shameen tonight.
Burn Mississee's hong, Keecheong hong
tonight perhaps this hour. Mississee
must go-run-fy English gunboat See!
Mississee wear amah clothes. Oh, Miss
issee, dear Mississee, go quick. This
house all gunpowder behind. China
man light very quick, Mississee die
burn. Mississee must CO."
place her own sandals over the cream
silk stockings that Mrs. Gordon had
donned with such trouble
What do you mean, amah Z" asked
her mistress, all impatience gone, and an
absolute oalmness growing within her, in
the face OF a real danger do you
fancy the Chinese will burn Shameen?
Nonsense. They dare not"
"Mississee, said the amsn, wringing
her hands, I" look there
She pulled Mrs. Gordon to the great
balcony, through whose arches, hung
with baskets of tropical flowers, and
lighted with dense globular lamps, shone
the same crimson CLEAN of light.
Mississee, look! Already Cinnamon
burn French Consulate. Very soon Kee-
cheong hong burn all samec. Mississee
must go. Master gone Hong Kong. All
coolie, all szetsai very contemptuous-
ly-" run away. Only amah here just
now. Dear Mississee, 60" the amah
was kneeling and wringing her little
olive-hued hands.
Mrs. Gordon looked at her Chinese
maid. She was entirely self-controlled
now. The Oriental calri, not to say
phlegmatic, in ordinary times, was in
tenscly excited. Mrs. Gordon, the Ameri-
can, vivacious and excitable usually, was
quiet almost to impassiveness. Therein
is one of the character differences be-
tween the sophistical Occidental, and
the artless child of the Orient.
"Amah," said Mrs. Gordon, as she
submitted to the change of apparel,
"what will you do when / am gone
gone, and in your clothing2 Will they
not hurt you"
81 am Chinawoman, said the amah
simply, relieved at her mistress's submits
sion. 4" Chinaman no hurt Chinawoman.
No tremor betrayed her loyalty. Well
Emui knew the fate of Chinese trait
ress-who had dared bctray her country.
EMU, p" said the mistress as the maid
buttoned her own coat under the fair,
white chin, chow can they burn Kee-
cheong hongG" the Chinese name for the
Gordon residence from time immemoriall.
Keccheong for so many years-one
hundred years-becn good to Chinaman
The amah shrugged her shoulders.
Some Chinaman very bad," she said
simply. She was now hastily, but deity
arranging her mistress's hair, tea pot
fashion, in the Chinese couture. What
ever else might be lacking, failure to
wear her hair according to the Chinese
mode would invite instant detection.
Hence it would have been impossible for
Mrs. Gordon to make her escape without
Chinese woman's aid. The peculiar
and underwriting Arrangement of their