The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1911-04-14
THE aHEATHEN CHINEE.'
And the Cards Bret Harts Wrott Into
His Flowing Sleeves.

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And the Cards Bret Harts Wrott Int,
His Flowing Stoves.
Every one who knows American
poetry u familiar with Bret Harte'.
Heather Chinee," written in the ear
y seventies at the time when the feee
Ing on the Pacific coast ran higt
against the mild eyed Celestial and
voicing that feeling by portraying the
hero, II such a term may be applied to
All Sim. as crafty card cheating
villain who outwits the sharps Of the
California mining camps.
1t is not generally known, however
that the poem is unique in that II
contains an error which the author
failed to detect when reading the gal.
ley proofs and which survived and
still survives all attempts at correc.
ton. Perhaps 1t is the only instance
in literature where grossly patent
error in the copy reading Of an after.
ward famous article, whether prose
or poem, has persisted through nu.
merous editions despite all efforts of
author and editor to kill it.
The poem was written while Bret
Harte was employed on San Fran.
cisco daily and, to him, was merely
part Of the days work. 1t tells of a
Chinee, All Sin, who, "with a smile
that was childlike and bland" sat in a
game Of euchre with Truthful James
and Bill Nye.
At a crucial point Of the game the
artless Chinese plays the winning
card, (which" says Truthful James,
the narrator Of the catastrophe, "the
same Nye had dealt unto me!' Where
upon Truthful and Nye proceed to
Ego for that heather Chinee." The
damaging evidence disclosed by their
rough and searching investigation is
told as follows in the poem as it was
printed-and has been printed ever
since the initial publications:
In his sleeves. which were long. there were
twenty-four packs.
Which is coming it strong, yet state but
the facts.
In this form the busy Bret Harte
let the proofs 60 down to the printer,
and it was not until some time later
that he recalled having overlooked an
error in it. He hurried down to the
press, but already several hundred
copies had been struck of and were
being distributed about the city to the
morning subscribers. Bret Harte, at
taching no importance to the fugitive
verses, which had merely oozed from
his pen the afternoon previous, made
no effort at correction then. When,
however, the eastern press enthusias.
Ideally copied it and publishers and H.
Illustrators rang all manner of comic
changes in it he tried to substitute the
correct phrase, but without avail, and
THE Heather Chinee" has persisted
In its original form through number
less editions ever since.
What Bret Harte wrote was:
In his sleeves. which were long. he had
twenty-four Jacks.
Now, in the game Of euchre. as all
card players know, the jacks are Of
great value. and the stufang Of num-,
berless jacks up his flowing sleeves,
% the poet intended to sing, showed
great astuteness on the part Of All
Sin. The uncorrected error of the COM
positor who set up packs instead Of
Jacks" still left enough Of sense to
pass muster when embodied between
the contexts.
The poet after years Of fruitless en-
oeavor, finally gave up all hope and
resigned himself to the butchered read
1ne.-New York Times.