The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1894-08-13
HAIL TO The new JOSS
All Chinatown PROSTATE Before
Low Flung.
Precious Sam Shee Burned In Ade-
ration of the Arrival.
Now Bring On Your News from the
Seat OF War.

Beyond the Mountains of the Rosy
Glow. in the beautiful vale OF the Silver
Moon. watered by the sacred tide of the
Singing River, and nurtured by the holy
hands of priests, there blooms the per-
fumed cotton plant called of the gods
Sam Shee.
In the penurious policy of nature, with
all her rare and precious gifts. the dis
trict where climate and soil combine to
support the wonderful Sam Shee Is very
limited, and covers scarce square
mile OF the valley of the Silver Moon.
Further, the Imperial Government has.
from ancient times. restricted the Guilt
walton of the plant to the garden of a
Buddhist monastery in the heart OF the
valley
The scarcity of the product upon the
market may thus be understood, and
when 1t is known that the aromatic
floss from these precious pods Is en-
ployed in making wicks for lamps that
burn eternally before important shrnes,
Its immense sentimental value may be
understood.
\ new god visited Chinatown yester-
day and settled upon an altar In the
upper loft OF 10 Mott street. A consign-
ment of Sam Shee especially imported
for the solemn ceremonies OF installing
| this new deity also arrived. and II was
this as much, II not considerably more,
| that led to the gayeties of last night,
| that leave Chinatown this morning in
dead and alive condition that is woful
to behold.
The new god has 3.522 different names,
az many as the arrows that Prince
| Quang launched at the Tartar dragon
! in his memorable exploit some years
! before the Christian era. But the name
which the Occidental tongue can nearest
seize Is the one that sounds reasonably
| like Low Flung. So he stands as Low
| Flung for the purposes OF this chronicle
at least.
| 1t was heard that the Chinese residents
OF this neighborhood had great time
over. new Joss, and an " Evenins
| World reporter went to inquire. Al
though IL was well along in the forenoon
not a curtain was drawn in Mott street
| The temple was located, as noted
on the top of IL. and thither the REPORTER
repaired. The stairs were ,;linltr~d past
| floors of sealed and silent chambers
| No one appeared To ask the wherefor
| of the intrusion, for stranger passing
| through your bedroom or exploring your
| pantry Is an incident OF no account in
Chinatown: peep was taken in Low
! Fat Tuens restaurant on the third
| floor, and the tables and floors were
still Uttered with the exhausted jewellers
of the night before, lying about in the
abandoned position of their fall.
When the temple was reached come
| interrogation avs expected, but here,
too, were the silent signs OF high old
| time spent and gone.
The room was fitted as are all joss
| houses. except that the fittings here
were new and shone brightly in fresh
gilt and red paint. There was an altar
near the middle of the room and n
shrine behind il In the back OF the
shrine and painted upon silken cloth
sat the august LowFlung. while the
holy Sam Shee burned feebiy at his feet
| In bowl of peanut Oil.
The atmosphere was heavy with the
| fumes from thousand burned out
| incense tapers and feversh odors of
priest lay curled in the doorway OF IA
closet at the side of the shrine too
dead to the world to open his eyes
when, pretty forcibly stirred, while
fed dogs lay a pair of acoiytes who had
wearied at the task OF feeding the
| eternal fires.
Without any interruption the reporter
| sketched the majestic features of Low
sacred lamp of Sam Shee wick. Then
he posted Oft to collect the facts that
make this narrative possible.
| 1t appears that the delirious time,
| the tran of which was still plain to be
seen, was due to the remarkable CON
junction Of Invoices sn OF sam She nsan and
planned. but the latter battles eluclda-
ton by one who has spent less than
life time in the study of Cinnamon
| and their ways. Lou FlunS may or may
| not be "a war god.
He carries a cheese knife looking oh
| ject in his right hand, which may be "A
| sword or a sickle, ard in the other what
| may be a cotton blossom or an imperial
lily to reward the martial hero. lis
countenance Is benign and slightly hui
morous. His trappings are yariegated
and costly. His functions are to bring
| good fortune upon all in whose interests
| he may be consulted and properly pro-
| pitiated with gifts. Chinatown yester-
| day invoked his favor upon the imperial
| home government that the next wind
| rible thrashing of the laps. and then all
hards got drunk on poppy juice and
| plain liquor.