The Washington times., 1911-08-09
CHINESE GAMBLERS
HAVE BIG PLAN TO
BEAT NEL|CAN MAN
Finding Raids Won't Cease,
They All Band Together
To Thwart Police.

Where the Chinese merchants of lord
ly race show their wares of teak and
jade; where the/yellow men in dive
and den ply on their poppy trade; where
Sam Shu cup lifts the beggar up tu
dreams of easeful bliss, the wiley crew
with plan anew are foiling the white
police.
They have banded together, these
merchants high, say the cops on the
ChinktOwn beat, TO lay away 'gainst the
fateful day when the thud of foreign
feet comes with a raid on the lottery
trade that is piled in the cellars dim,
much gold to hire the legal liar, and
free the prisoner grim.
For this tale is told by a gambling
man. who lost at lottery all, and then
turned spy on the merchants high who
ran the gambling hall. where the fan
tan game and the lottery frame were
silent day nor night, and the yellow
crew their numbers drew, meath a
garish fiaring light.
Taken In Raid.
And the tale is this-that when rich
Lee Hing. and proud Lee Seng were
caught Ted-handed they, and deep In
play-the lottery tickets bought by
dwellers OF dim Chinatown they were
hailed by the white police. and their
bonds they gave. but the charge is
grave, and they say that the raids must
cease.
Put they cannot stop the white police
from hattering in the doors, and though
secre6 stair and hidden lair lie close be-
meath the floors. they know that none
escape the gun and the club of the raid
ers white. ard If raids go on, there can
naught be dcne, but to win in the legal
fight.
Therefore, said he who had lost his
all in play in the Gamblers row, that
when Lee Hing and proud Lee Senr
were ''pinChed," not long ago: that mer-
chants met and a feast was set in the
halls near the great Joss throne, and
by willy plan the yellow clan will fight
the law alone.
The Big Plan.
Each wealthy man of the merchant
class. the gambler says, will aid bv Civ
ing gold, cen though fourfold, the white
laws to evade. And whenever in raid on
the unafraid, a merchant is gathered
in, they all will near, each one his
share, Of the fine for the gambling sin.
So SAYS the one who has lost his all
in the dens on Gamblers row" this
tale he tells while the poppy spells
hang low in a roseate glow He tells
this ale in a cringing wall, he's a
friend Of the white police, but the lort.ly
merchants frOwn him down, and bid
him hold his peace.
And Charles Lee 500, of the merchant
band, says no meeting was held at all.
He swcars there was none on the blood
OF cock, by the signs on the Joss
house wall. And Charles Lee 500, of
the wealthy few who are merchantg in
Chinatown, says the gambler lies when
the gambler tries to bring the police
men down.
All Deny It.
So say they all, the merchants high,
with their wares of teak and Jade
Lee Moy, Charles Hong, Lee Seng, Lee
Quong, that make up the merchant
trade. And their words are backed by
the stated fact that Song Hong brings
to bear, that a lottery youth can tell
no truth. but can any man outswear
So, down the lanes of Chinatown that
lie like dragons gay, the white police
to Keep the peace walk careful day by
day. Down cellars deep where Moncois
creep, felt-footed, shod with stealth,
each dismal night by fiickering light the
gambler risks his wealth.
And on the mating covered ''kang,"
his block beneath his head, the smoker
lies with pin point eyes, like one who
long is dead. And whether thf plan of
the yellow clan to keep tie gamblers
free is truth or lie, the Chinks still ply
their trade in the lottery.