The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-01-07
HELD A DEADLY CRUDGE
AN AMERICAN WITH A GRIEVANCE
AGAINST EVERY LIVING
CHINAMAN
LIVED IN THE CARoLINEs
GruesOme Story VOuched for by a
Writer in an English News
Daper-ShiD Captains
Surprise.

Mokil is one of the islands of the Car
oline group Of the Western Pacific The
following grewsome story Of an Ameri-
can who once lived on the island is
vouched for by a writer in the Pail Mall
Gazette.
One day in November, 1860, a small
Sydney trading schooner called off MoIzil.
The one white trader living on the is
land came off in his whaleboat He was
an American of about fifty years, bronze
faced, stout and muscular, and quiet and
I unassuming. He had just agreed to sup
ply the captain with some pigs, turtle and
poultry in return for some European
provisions, when the Chinese cook and
steward came into the cabin. The trader
looked at the man curiously for a mo-
ment.
us he Cantonese?" he asked The
skipper
''Ay! He comes from the Kwang Tung
province, L believe"
Thought SO, by the run of his eve
Been with you long, sir?''
mo. I only shipped him in Sydney
this trip, replied the master.
Presently the American rose "Weu, I
guess I'll get along ashore, captain. Per-
haps it would be just as well il you let
your steward come with me and pick out
the pigs You want. Trust Chinaman
to tell a good pig.
The captain assented to the proposition.
and in few minutes the trader accom-
panied by the steward, left the ship and
went on shore
An hour afterward the boat returned,
bringing the pigs, turtle and poultry,
but without the Chinese steward.
Where is my steward" asked the cap
tain.
Hes dead" replied the trader, calm
ly II shot him the moment 1 got him
inside my house Now, don't gst mad.
captain Here's a man I've brought
aboard who'll make just as good a stew
ard as Chow
Why did you murder the MANI" ask
ed the astonished seaman
II didn't murder him. I shot him as
l mean to shoot every damned Chinaman
L come across in the South Seas. I can
do 1t down here" Then he tod lis
story
When 1 was lad of fourteen I sailed
with my father in a big lump of a her
maphrodite brig called the Lubra. We
were IN the China-Valparaiso trade. Lett
HonSkong one time under charter to take
thlrty~slx coolies to Tahiti. My mother.
Two younger brothers and my sister were
apoard-had been sailing in the Lub a TO.
nlgh on four years. Mate was my un-
Gle Regular family ship. We carried
nine hands. 1 lived for'ard One night
when we were two days out, the Chows
Inaue sudden rush l was aloft with
a SWede staying the topgallant sail.
They first killed every man of the watch
on deck, then they went below and
slaughtered every living soul, for'ard
aft In half an hour it was all over, and
they lowered the two boats and cleared
out. The Swede and L came on deck and
this is what we saw: My father. moth
er and sisters heads were living on the
main deck; my two little brothers. five
and seven years of age, were just trun' s.
hands, feet, heads gone-and my sisters
pody (she was seventeen or more, may
ne) was thrown across the fife rail. And
every other body was slashed and hacked
about chunks of flesh lying about ev-
They had set the brig on fire before
oneS !GIt. The Dutchman and I put it
out we were picked up by a French
barque the sam day.
Ihats why I always shoot ene of the
cinnamon when get chance