The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1900-04-26
her husband, that she had never cared
for anyone but her husband, and never
would care for anyone but her husband

her husband, that she had never cared
| for anyone but her husband, and never
would care for anyone but her husband
not only this, but she had actually
kissed him twice! For Chona this was
a remarkable and unusual custom.
No wonder little Toys heart beat joy
| fully, as he hustled about with pots
and pans; there never had been, and
never would be such woman as his
wife Cbona, he thought vain-gloriously.
The restaurant was all ready for the
evening meal. Spotless were the tables
| and napkins, fresh green celery stood
about in the tall glasses, and red, juicy
| tomatoes lay in transparent dishes on
| the white cloths. All around the huge
room waited expectantly the white
| aproned Cinnamon, ready for supper
customers. In the tiny private room
| that opened off the general restaur-
| ant devoted to the sole and exclusive
use of a very swell American couple)
| fused Toy Lung Lee; the American
Mister was hard to please, and every
thing must be just so for him. On
| the table-cloth was a wee brown spot,
brought about through Missee's care
| lessness in helping herself to gravy.
and this Toy was endeavoring to hide
when entered to him the Mister and
Missee, very hungry and impatient after
long walk; likewise Jim Sing, the lat
ter wearing q very white and dunn
founded face and shaking hands. Some
thing must be the matter, Toy thought,
as he glanced at his cousin; doubtless
pie had burned or that careless Foo
Chung had again ruined the ish-sin
verguenzal But Missee wanted some
hot tea "in a hurry" and Mister was
cross about his soup - Jim Sing, in
spite of his urgent, almost frantic ges-
lures, would have to wait
Twenty minutes later, Missee being
fully appeased and enjoying highly her
nice fried chicken and hot tea, Toy
dared leave the room to speak for q
moment with Jim Sing. What did
he mean by his idiotic behavior? Sure
ly, one would believe the restaurant on
fire, or mans wife on her death-bed
what in the name Of Confucius was
the matter?
Jim Sing, weeping indignantly In
the midst of several white-faced China
men, explained brokenly that Chona
and the bull-fghter Juan Jimenez had,
half an hour earlier, been seen cross
ing the Rio Grande bridge; both were
fitted out for travelling, both carried
pistols, and were evidently prepared
for liberty or DEATH" Two trains
had since pulled out on the American
side for Sierra Madre and Sonora, re-
spectively, and the Central would also
go out within another ten minutes.
He (Toy Lee) was dishonored man,
along with his kindred, and all on
account of the American Missee's tea!
But for her there would have been time
to stop the runaways. Now it would
be too late, confusion to their souls!
In some matters the Chinese have very
nice and delicate feelings; otherwise,
any one of the dozen Cinnamon who lis
tened to Jim Sings tale of woe could
have gone after and .vertaken, half
an hour ago, the erring and fleeing
wife. As it was, orly the aggrieved hus-
band could avenge himself and the loss
of the precious $4,000. For hurried
investigation showed that every cent
of poor Toys savings had been stolen.
In the confusion and hustle the
American couple were forgotten, like
wise the fish, likewise the milk-custard,
likewise the fact that, never having
taken out passports, Toy Lung Lee
could not, according to the law, pass
lean territory. Up to the flagstaff that
held proudly aloft the American stars
and stripes he could walk-no further.
With faint thought Of this, whirling
though his brain and senses were, poor
Toy hastily dressed himself in Ameri-
can clothes, with tall silk hat crown
ing his fiat, snub-nosed face-the sob
bing Jim Sing had suggested 'Melican"
clothes and n tall hat as the most posi-
tive of DISCUSSES. Dressed as an Amer
lean, he might perhaps elude the vigil
ance of the dreaded customs officer on
the American side. During part of
The costuming Foo Chung had been
DItscHt. ne III WAS WIN DTdCtu 10y
trousers, and even pinned Mckinley
button on his coat lapel before hastily
departing to attend to the custard.
AT about five minutes to eight the
American customs officer at the bridge
was preparing TO turn over to his night
relief, when quick, clattering footsteps
were heard. Nearer and nearer they
came unIil a man loomed up out of the
gray adobe-ness of the night, and stood
painting before him--a Small man,
dressed accurately In American clothes
and tall hat. His face did not show,
but he locked American, and his care
fully kept hand extended to the Gus
toms man an American coin, covering
the bridge toll. At first the gringo
thought Of disputing this mans right
to cross; 1t seemed, somehow, that
something was wrong. But he was
sleepy, and what did 1t matter after
allP He took the coin and returned
ten cents in change, upon which the
man plunged hastily past him. To
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