Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1894-10-06

After that Miss Pearson sent her
things to an 1rishwoman, who
scrubbed hem to pieces within
and the laundry Of Fab
Chung knew them no more. Alas F!
His second mistake--a fatal one
sprang from q national difference Of
views regarding death and all things
thereto which exists be-
tween the extreme East and the
West.
He sent her a most gorgeous and
coffin--life size-for a
Christmas present.
Any one in China would have been
fnttered no end by such a splendid
gift. Miss Pearson did not seem to
like 1t.
In fact she took It as an intima.
ton on the Celestial's part that the
wooden overcoat" AS they are
acetiously termed In the States
would presently have a wearer,
whom he, in remembrance of the
scene in the laundry, would gladly
provide.
It Is probable that Fab Chung
would have been kicked farther
down the street than he was, but
that Caldwell, who WINS in the draw.
ing room when the gift was present.
ed, had to leave him just then.
Miss Pearson In her agitation
seemed to require some one to hold
her in his arms and Gull her his dar.
ling, and assure her that just as soon
as he had time he would go and
finish that Chinaman. She would
not let any Of the other fellows do 1t
Matte did notofYer to go.-so Caldwell
sacrificed himself. Good, old fellow
Matte glanced at them. and looked
rather as II she could have found q
use for that coffin II they had not
been In such haste to pitch 1t into
the street after its heart.broken
owner.
The little Chinaman crept miser-
ably away, wondering Mt the uncivil-
lied manners Of those Western
barbarians. But even then is
art was true"-not to Poll, but to
Pearson.
Caldwell married Miss Pearson.
He got his diploma rs NJ. d. and set.
tied In her old home.
Mute has transferred her affections
to her mothers present head boar.
der" She Is no longer young. She
would not mind marrying.
Fab Chung? All, yes; Fab
Chung.
Well, he got killed one night near
the Bowcry.
Caldwell, at that time accepted
lover to Miss Pearson, had told her
that she must on no account venture
into any OF the streets between lower
Broadway and the Bowery alone.
So, one evening, when he was ut the
hospital, she felt 1t her imperative
duty to do so. She wandered about
Mulberry street for q while, and Bax.
ter street, unconscious Of two, figures
that had been following her for the
last half hour.
From the top OF Baxter street there
Is u short, very narrow, very DARK
turning leading into the brilliantly
lighted Bowery.
This turning Is very quiet. 1t Il
filled with Chinese gambling dem
and opium joints. The police rather
avoid tho place. 1t rejoices In tn
descriptive and suggestive name o
Dead Mans Alley.
As Miss Pearson was about to ente
1t she was stopped by a Chinaman
who motioned her not to come thu
way. Recognizing Fab Chung, sin
Indignantly brushed past him. an'
with great stateliness proceeded on.
Half way between Baxter stree
and tho Bowery u stealthy figure stol
close behind her-another tigur
quickly and quietly ran between
them. there was muttered oath,
slight struggle, and something CLEAN
ed In the hand OF the taller man
Just then Miss Pearson reached tn
Bowery, and In Dead Mans ALE
one man was running swiftly and 81
lently toward the sheltering crowd
In Baxter street, and the other, u III
tie Chinaman, lay on the groun
bleeding to death. When Miss Peal
son, on reaching home, found tina
her purse was gone, she exclaimed:
"There! ! knew that a creatur
who sprinkled clothes In the disgust
ing way he did wasn't honest "-l II
Hereward in To-day.