The Washington times., 1908-08-01
c. CHANG WEEPS
IN SAD CHINESE
His Best, His Dearest Friend
Is No More With
Him.
MEANEST THIEF
STOLE TRICYCLE.
Diplomats Son Now Tries to
Reconcile Mclean Preaching
With Mclean Stealing.

For ways that are dark and for tricks that
are vain.
The Mclean man is peculiar.
Grieved and panied beyond expression
is little George Chang. the five-year-old
son OF Euempil Chang. attache OF the
Chinese legation. at the willy and I'M
scrupulous ways OF Americans The bit
ter cup OF disillusion has been his. for.
IN twenty-fOUr hours. his childlike be-
lief In the guilelessness and integrity
OF the Caucasian has been rudely and
ruthlessly battered to atoms. Georges
tricycle.. his dearest treasure. his be-
loved. has been swiped.
Moved by a feeling OF universal dis
trust. George now furtively eyes all
those who happen near him. and when
addressed makes a pathetic little grab
at any property Of his lying around. as
II 20 prevent any further depredations.
He cannot speak English. and this
handicap alone prevents him from firm
ly and emphatiCally expressing himself
on the subject Of honesty
George is not without a certain
amount OF justification for this feeling,
so recently born, Of antagonism against
the white citizen OF the West.
his SIcdlCSL 4ACd1AAC GOAC.
His tricycle. was his greatest treasure.
When he first arrived in this country
with his honorable and august papa, a
little shiny three-Wheeled vehicle was
purchased for him and brought &C Flor
ence court for his inspection. At first
he eyed II with a grave suspicion and
declined 10 associate with II, but as
time went on he overcame his In
stinctive dislike Of the Occidental and
made friendly advances toward the
stoicaI iron horse.
1t was his first friend on this side OF
the Pacific The strange white children
could not speak his language, and their
ways were net his ways. Re was sad
little Celestial ostracized because Of his
But the tricycle. made no demands upon
his conversational powers.
He Simply elm ID on and started
away with the thr wheels flying IN
him as far as he Id go and never
get tired True. II oc> yiOnally became
headstrOng and showed disposition 20
bump into fat old ladies md climb tree
boxes. but what is life without excite
ment?
Never Wanted to Talk
Sc George. who could not talk with
white children. and the tricycle., that
did not care TO talk 70 anybody. be
came fast friends. and the residents
Of Florence court smiled as they be
held the grave faced little Chinamar
flying down the streets. his small brown
face aglow with excitement. and his
thick black hair fairly standing or
end.
George has found at least one
friend" they would say.
Yesterday George left his playmate
standing with customary stoicism IN
font OF Florence court. and when hC
returned his iron horse was gone. A
first the child could not believe thai
a white man, Christian, would rot
him OF his closest friend, of the only
chum he had. of course. no Christian
! you'd do It. The tricycle. must hav,
rolled down the street. But il had not
It had been stolen
| George was tncousolable. The polio,
were notified and hIs father promised
/ him another to be bought in the neal
/ future. but no other tricycle. could eve
| take the place Of the dear friend h
| had lost There was no other irol
! horse in the world like that.
! Tie police are making efforts 10 Re
! pture the derelict tricycle., ant
! George broken-hearted sits seeking vain
/ " 70 solve the strangeness Of a rae
which breaches OF honesty and prac
| tees theft