The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1898-11-10
CHINESE COLONY ~ THE GULF.
Travellers strange Discovery In an Island
on the Louisiana Coast.

James Kleiger, a travelling man, at
the Grunewald hotel. returned yester-
day from a few days trip along the
lower coast country. visiting Grand
island, Cheniere Caminada. and the
floating islands. He tells n very re-
markable story about the Chinese he
found inhabiting one of the small ISL
ands southwest of Cheniere.
I'VE were sailing across from Grand
island" said Mr.. Kleiger. and the
Italian sailor who was manipulating
my craft, in pointing out to me the
various objects upon the southern hor-
lion, directed my attention TO a small
neck OF land. projecting far out to the
south. He told me that there were
no inhabitants upon that Island except
the Chinese, and went on at a great
rate to tell me a very romantic story
of the ruler of the island, a wealthy
Chinaman who owned a large shrimp
factory and who employed nobody but
Chinese.
II grew Interested in the story, and
determined the next day to pay the
island a visit. . I landed on the low.
swampy, marsh-covered island about
10 O'Clock and made my way through
the sea grass to h roadway that led
20 the grove, where I learned the fac
tory was located. Well, do you know
when I passed in behind the large
grove of trees surrounding the place
there burst upon my vision "A regular
Chinese town, just as l have seen them
in pictures? l was enchanted almost.
There was one large center building.
with the cut and architecture OF the
Chinese. built pagoda-like. with long.
sIoping caves to the roof. n fancy
work "A la Chinese. Scattered about
IL were other houses. all built after
the regulation Chinese fashion. The
grounds about the place were laid out
regularly. with the typical COLA bush,
native OF China, growing around In
profusion. There were flowers n
well-trimmed trees everywhere, and i
said surely he who rules his place
must be an educated man.
The gate was barred. l yelled a
few times and out came a Chinaman,
dessed in a rich velvet raiment OF the
Weather caste. He could not under
stand what I said. but he invited me
in with many gesticulations. ! went
In, sat down pom the portico and
rocked for a few moments in the Pc
culiar Chinese chair ! found there.
Presently out walked the owner "
the place. who proved to be a China
man. though able TO speak English.
He was very polite and invited me
to enter his house. which I did. The
house was well supplied with Chinese
furniture. big rugs scattered about
over the floor. with here and there a
| low cane stool seat. The Chinaman's
name is Tung Ling. He has an Amer
lean wife. whom he married In San
Francisco. He il from San Francisco.
indeed. and while not a native born.
yet spoke the English language fairly
we'll. He told me OF his business. say
ing that he had a shrimp factory and
dried shrimp for the markets. He
| employed some 80 OF more Chinese and
| operated on quite an extensive scale,
selling his shrimps mostly In his ma
| tive country, where they are greatly
| relishsd. He said that he loved the 81
| lent. balmy sea breezes and would not
| leave mis- little island for anything
| There are few visitors to the island,
| the products OF the industry being car