The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1902-09-16

came about that when Quong Hing,
who kept accounts for the maker of
candles and in the evening titled the
horseradish patch beyond the village,
sought out little Nah 'Ng for wife,
she t1outed him and stubbornly vowed
she would marry none but brave SOL
der.
II beg Of you, my heart" he said,
''look about you; our land is not now
at war"
Then she answered: go thou to a
foreign land and make war. You shall
be warrior just the same"
Soon he got letter from his brother
in America, and in his despair he
made up his mind to 60 The night
before he went off in the sampan down
to Hankow on his way to Shanghai
he babe her goodby under the willow
by the well. 'Ng's mother was with
them, but she did not chide when they
embraced and cried over the parting.
Wonderful things happened in Amer
lea, and a son-in-law with 5000 might
grow out of this.
He pleaded earnestly with the little
girl. When he came home with for
tune would she marry him? But she
only blushed and looked ON the ground.
mo, no; it is impossible. When you
are great soldier will come to you,
even If it be a million miles. But l
want warrior like Go Lens man."
Quong Hing thought few things
about Go Len, but his thoughts are
totally unfit for publication He sailed
down the river at daybreak, broken
hearted, caught the big steamer at
Woosung and left his native land be-
hind him.
Three years later the raw village lad
had become a trim, Intelligent member
of his colony in Chicago's Chinatown.
Quick wit and an aptitude for figures
had given him his place in the big tea
store. He had snug sum in the bank
and little more invested in his broth
er's business. Moreover, he had Joined
the Clark street branch of the Saliva
ton Army
The good people with the flaming
banners and the big drum were very
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march him out with them and have
him help them pray and sing in front
of the big Joy Yet 10 restaurant and
the opium houses that lined the street.
girl at home. but her letters, sent
through the village writer in answer
to his passionate epistles, still showed
that her faith in the blessing to come
with a warrior husband was mistaken.
One night Quong Hing sat down on
his bunk at the back of the store and
began to think hard. Was he not a
warrior after all? To be sure, not
soldier seeking blood or warding off
the sword thrust, but a warrior just
the same, marching out when the cleo
trio lights fared up and conquering
sin. Then Quong Hing kicked off his
shoes and went to bed with the thought
simmering in his mind.
Next morning he went out in his
brand new Salvation uniform and
sought photographer. you catchum
picture likee me?" he said to the cam
era man. 81 velly much oblige you
fixem allie samee pleesman."
So he stood in front of the camera
and gazed into it with a stern and I'M
compromising air. The photograph was
a thing to be proud of. He sent it off
In time to catch the next mail and with
it letter to little Nah 'Ng.
my hearts JOY" he wrote. you see
by the picture that l am at last a
great warrior. Each nightfall go out
with my army and the banners and the
drums We march the streets of this
land and win great victories. Our
army is the Sal Va Tion and our battle
cry is a strange heather word, Halle
Lu Jah.' So come, my pearl. Fly to
me as you promised under the willow
tree. tell my good friend Nam Hing
Loong In Hankow to pay the taels for
your passage on the great ship, and in
San Francisco are those who will
watch and send you safely through
the strange land to where wait.
Come. then, to your warrior"