Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1905-09-13
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A TIMELY JOKE.
BY Charlie. B. Howard.
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Mills or to Japan, and had sweltered
on, the veranda Of the deserted Eng.
lish Club or wandered disconsolately
about the streets, until I was almost
dizzy with the indescribable, peculiar
" Chinese atmosphere.
! had been advised not to go out
side the limits Of British jurisdiction,
as the Chinese exclusion act had Just
been rigidly enforced in the United
StateS, and Americans were not popu-
lar. In the Celestial Empire for the
time being.
Consequently, although I was the
only saloon passenger, was glad
enough to find myself ensconced in
= bamboo chair on the deck of the
British mail steamer Turquoise as
she steamed out from under the shad.
OWE Of the grim. frowning mountains
which border the passage into Hong
kong Bay. She was to call at Annoy,
{ q tea port on Formosa Strait, before
heading south for Manila.
The captains dog, Pat, small vel
tow animal Of no particular breed,
but Of a sociable disposition, came
and sat beside me, and together we
watched the noisy crowd Of China.
men, Malays and Filipinos in the
Storage.
We dropped anchor in the pretty
little harbor- of Annoy soon after sun
rise one morning, and the American
vice-consul, a stout and jovial gen.
tleman, most beautifully arrayed in
creamy silk, came off in his eight
Dared cutter and joined the captain
and me at early coffee. He remarked
that he had not seen fellow country
man for six weeks, and insisted ON
my going ashore with him for tifiln
and q look at the town.
So we were rowed ashore by the
/ consular crew of Japanese, rugged out
IN white sailor suits, accompanied by
Pat, whom the captain asked me to
( take for run on land.
Hell follow at your heels all
right" said the skipper, as he held
/ the kicking Pat over the rail by the
scruf OF his neck and nonchalantly
dropped him into the boat. "And If
you should lose him I'll try to bear
mp. Remember. we sail at six sharp,
and when you hear two whistles you
want to come aboard chop-chop."
The various consulates and dwell
ings Of the few foreign residents
stood in a picturesque group across
the harbor from the town itself, for
hygienic and other obvious reasons;
and after stroll among the ancient
temples and joss-houses scattered
here and there and call at the club,
We sat down to tiffin in the cool, vine
covered bungalow which served as
the United States vice-consulate. We
were served by Japanese house boys,
and famed by a huge, noiselessly
swaying punka.
After a short siesta my host pro.
posed visit to the city proper.
It's your best chance to see typ
. ically Chinese town. said he.
There's not white man in 1t, and
only one who speaks word of Eng
lish-old Tan Quin See, the compra-
dor"
The cutter soon landed Ills at a
Night Of worn, moss-grown steps in
the harbor sea-wall, and we began to
: wend tortuous way through streets
narrower than Boston back alleys,
and not nearly SO straight or we'll
paved. They were crowded with the
lowest GLASS of Chinese, half-naked
and grimy. who made way for us with
sullen ugly scowls, Cabling and NUT
tering among themselves at the in
trusion of the foreign DEVILS"
Pat, the captain had predicted, was
close at my heels. adroitly lodging
among myriad of bare feet. In a
few minutes the vice-consul stopped
at a doorway.
Here's Tan Quin Sees shop" he
said. He's a valuable friend of
mine. and he'd be greatly hurt il we
didn't stop for a cup of tea"
He entered dark little hole, which
seemed to be a combination Of gro.
Gerry, wine.shop and museum, and led
the way into room in the rear. Here
we were most effusively greeted by a
dried-up little old man, who shook
hands in European fashion and pat
tied at me in pidgln-E English.
The old comprador seated us in
wonderfully carved ebony chairs at a
wonderfully carved and inlaid table,
and proceeded to make tea in true
Chinese fashion-pouring boiling wa
ter on a pinch of leaves in each ham
dleless cup. and serving it without
milk or sugar.
After our fifth cup the vice.consul
and he fell to talking business. for
which the former apologized to me,
saying that they would be through d.
rectly.
Leaving them to their chat, stroll
ed out to the front door and stood
watching the passing throng. mo-
ment later my attention was attracted
by q crowd suddenly gathering, ap-
parently in great excitement, at a
street corner some twenty yards
away. Curiosity getting the better Of
discretion, / left the doorway and
walked up to see what was going on,
with the ever-faithful Pat in attend.
ance.
/ found what looked like toy tenn
pie, which two men had set down on
the ground, and which the crowd was
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