Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1899-04-28

odd features of these Pacific coast anG
oriental steamers. They are mostly as
silent as the sphinx before white people.
When they retire to their own Chinese
privacy, however, they gabblc and chat
ter with a sound Of 100 ducks all quack-
ing and spluttering together. Their
walters uniform would not be endured
a moment by any French or British
waiter who had his proper pride about
him. In plain English and brief, it is
like a long linen nightshirt. At meal
time the heather hash shower puts this
garment on over all, and there you are.
1t is always bright and clean and fresh
ly ironed. The color is varied for differ
ent occasions. AT breakfast it is a pleas
ing sky blue. At luncheon and dinner
it is a shining white. At the evening
dinner these draped white figures fit
silently hither and thither beneath the
electric lights like ghosts. And ghosts
they arc, too, shadows of q vast oriental
civilization that is vanishing as fast as
time can move. They still Wear their
cues hanging almost to their heels, be-
ing braided out to that length by the
aid Of a silk cord that deceives nobody,
any more than a lady's false hair.
The long black adds to the effect
of the walters appearance, picturesque
or comic, as you look at it. For myself,
I see one of these long braided
tails without an almost irresistible i'm
pulse to give it a rousing "yank."
appreciate the feelings of the mischie
vous small boy. Our freight handlers ar,
also Cinnamon and these, too, spor
the u hanging at full length, in spit
of its inconvenience. At San Francisco
an unearthly howl suddenly rent tn
air where the boxes Of freight were be
ing lowered into the holds yawning ia
down. A nail in one of the boxes hat
caught a freight hustler's cue and wa
drawing him by the head rapidly back
ward and downward. A moment NOR
and there would have been q scalpe'
Chinaman, but his horror stricken
shrek called attention to his plight
and he was rescued barely in time t.
save him. Heartless white folk cracke'
their sides with unseemly laughter.
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passengers bound for their native land
Some of these are retired laundryme1
who have heaped up their fortunes o
$500 apiece and are going back home t.
spend their declining years in ease AM
luxury. Others, less lucky, are beinI
deported by the hard hearted Unite'
States government just when the,
thought they had run the blockade il
safety and struck the promised Ian,
where they, too, could find a Klondik
mine in washtub and cook stove.
There are also some Japs among tn
steerage passengers. There always ar
on these vessels bound for the orient
and among the two races the China
Japanese war is not yet over. Whe1
from the depths of the steerage region
there rises a sound of mingled Chimes
shrieks and Jap oaths, together with
squabbling, splitting sound as of tw
cats in each others hair, then the off
GERS Of the ship understand hat ia
and Chinaman are at it again, fnishin
up the war. Immediately whicheve
one is nearest seizes a healthy lon
handled broom and sails in promiscuous
Impartially he whacks right and left
his broom coming down with a du'
thud alike upon the skull Of the shave
pated Chinaman and the black heade
Jap, blow and blow about. Thus til
superior race terminates the war bt
tween the effete orientals.