The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1896-06-18

Brown and pleaded with Robinson for
hours, but it was in vain.
II feel as if l had shot q faithful
dog" he said, "but he is dead Let
him rest"
Our discomfort was added to by the
extra excellence Of the breakfast the
faithful dog gave us rext day. Every
thing we most liked we had, and every
bite choked us. We went through the
meal in moody silence, and adjourned
to our papers before going down town.
A half hour passed and Wing Song en-
tered the room. In one hand he carried
huge battered valise and an umbrella,
in the other large paper box. He
placed his bundles on the floor, and, re.
moving his black shovel hat, advanced
solemnly toward us.
II say goodby, - he said, holding out
one yellow hand to me.
II am very sorry You are going" I
replied. tried to appear Indifferent,
but felt that made bad work Of it.
"Goodbly, Mista Blown"
"Goodby, Wing Song" said Brown,
coughing o1ninously.
''Goodbly, Mista Lobinson. I'm velly,
solly no suit; velly solly bloke le dish. )"
"Er-goodby, Wing" said Robinson
in shamed faced way. IT hope you get
along we'll. Where are you going?''
''Don't know. No ikee laundly.
Velly solly; likee stlay."
He turned and gathered up his parcels,
placed his hat on top Of his cue and left
us. When the door closed behind him, !
turned on Robinson and said:
II feel mean"
$50 do l." he replied quietly.
''It is not too late, Robinson" said
Brown, as if he were warning our friend
to mend his ways.
81 have already explained that hare
engaged another man."
II wonder if you could not buy him
off. Give him some money for the trou-
BILE you have put him to and take Wing
Song back" I suggested.
The result Of this proposition was not
what had anticipated. had expected
it to be scorned, but instead Robinson
dropped his paper, ran to the hall, seized
his hat and darted out Of the door.
"Where is he going?" exclaimed the
amazed Brown.
''To throw himself in the river or to
catch Wing Song" ventured quietly.
was right. He returned in few
minutes, breathing heavily, and threw
himself into his chair.
cts no use, no use; he's gone," he
muttered. II followed him for three
blocks, and then he took a car and got
away from me. Like shooting dog
shooting dog"
As look back calmly over the past,
these events Of my bachelor days seem
to have lost much Of their gravity.
view them with complacency. wonder
at the seriousness with which we re-
ceived and bore them, and at times ever
smile. As I see things now Chu Chop
who succeeded Wing Song, was fal
more competent servant than his prede
cessor. Now I can frankly admit to my
self that his coffee was far superior *
that Of our first man. His chops super
lative. His rolls most excellent. But tt
have admitted it then would have beer
deemed treason to our discharged majol
domo.
II can't drink this tea, Robinson,
would be Browns daily plant. "I't
give anything for just one cup o
Wings"
And Robinson would groan.
"Chu Chop seems to cook all tn
nourishment and flavor out Of hi
steaks, would venture.
And Robinson would mutter some
thing under his breath.
Even Thompson one night put tn,
question, "Why did you discharge tina
handsome specimen Of Celestial man 70
this elderly. Chu with but one eye?''
For after he engaged him Robinso,
discovered that Chop had but one eye
and it was source Of not little dis
comfort to him. but he declared that i
was an ill wind that blew nobody an,
music.
a"But it makes your friends feel tina
they are entering den Of highbinder
when they CALL" our cynical guest sug
gested.
This state of affairs lasted a week
We were sitting in our parlor befor
dinner-the three Of us, with Thomp
son. Brown was talking Of going to
hotel. Thompson and were discussing
the possibility of our getting two room
at his boarding house. Robinson wa
moodily putting cigarette.
"Dinna leady."
It was an old, familiar voice, and W
all started. There in the dining room
stood the dog we had shot, smiling be
nevolently.
"Why, Wing Songi" cried Robinson
springing from his chair. "When di'
you come back?''
To-day"
"And how?" exclaimed the four Of us
"When Eleave, startee laundly. N
ikee laundly. Want to be clook.
CLONE here an see one eyed Chinee al
say, You glib me your place, I glib 20,
laundly an fifty dolla.' He say, AL
light. Me an him swap aftler bleak
fast" +"
Fellows, said Robinson. sit is no
right that Wing Song should spend hi
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