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directed the raids, had given orders that
everybody watch the big clock in the
post-office tower.
When the minute hand on the clock
slipped into the hour mark the officers
drew their guns and jumped into the
nearest entrance. AS the men on the
street sprang up the front steps those In
the back alley climbed fences and kicked
in the rear doors. The raids were per-
fectIy timed.
In three Of the buildings the officers
found only a dozen or so Celestials in
each place, all of them apparently cold.
sober, and innocent. But at Yings cigar
place the big haul came off.
When the sleuths got to the second
floor of the building. they found a four
inch oak door, stoutly locked. confront
ing them. Operative Perkins hammered
Justify. with two men behind him.
The door swung open. and gray
haired Chinaman asked what was want
ed. Perkins showed him aside and strobe
into the room. and as he crossed the
threshold Ying sprang in front OF him
and demanded his business.
.'PIace Is RaIded."
your place is raided." said the Secret
Service man; and Wings hand stole un-
der his blouse.
You've got ME wrong" Wing shouted
in perfectly good English. and his hand
came out with the long blue muzzle of a
Colt 45 directed at the detectives breast
Operative E. A Feinster knocked the
gun aside and jammed his punched hst
against Wings jaw. The Chinaman went
down in a heap, and the police walked
over him and entered the smoking par
lors.
There was a double row of buuks
around the room. with a long table in
the center. The blue haze of spent opium
smoke filled the place, and almost every
bunk held a dormant figure. The detec-
tives tried in vain TO awake the sleepers.
and finally gave it up. But they search
ed the place thoroughly.
In a huge safe that stood in a corner
o: the room they found the opium. Most
of it was the crude stuff, worth So
can. and the place was stocked with
more than thirty tins, all of them bear
ing the old internal revenue stamp. brok-
en- open and void since the Payne-Al-
drich anti-Opium law went into effect
two years ago Wonderfully inlaid pipes.
skillfully carved in bamboo, silver, and
ivory were scattered about the place. A
long mahogany table inlaid with mother
of-pearl stood in the center of the room,
easily reached from each of the smokers
hunks. Some of the opium smokers were
asleep, but at least half a dozen of them
were awake, staring indifferently straight
ahead Of them, hardly noticing the eX-
citement.
Women Left Evidence.
There were no women in the place, be-
cause it was too early in the day, but
there was plenty Of evidence that femi-
nine smokers had been hearkening to the
call of the dream smoke in Wings place.
Beautifully embroidered silk kimonos,
dainty Chinese slippers, and even fash
ionably cut womens shoes. bought at
Washington footwear stores, were scat
tered around the place. One detective
gathered half a dozen hair pins from the
floor in front of bunk. Another picked
up a costly silver purse that had been
carelessly tossed in corner.
There were eighteen dormant Celes-
tials and two white men asleep in the
beds. The detectives, after futile at
tempt to awaken some OF the drug-sod-
den men. gave it up and let the slumber-
GUS ones alone. But one Chinaman, who
said his name was Lee Yam, and that
he lived in Baltimore, was just sane
enough to talk freely.
He said he had been coming to Wash
ington to sop up opium fumes for years.
Ying's place, according to Yam, was the
biggest hop establishment south of New
York, and outside of Charlie Fu's pala-
tial place on lower Broadway. the best
known in the East. Hundreds OF opium
drunkards he declared, have come 10
Washington on monthly sprees.
White women, some of them evidently
Of good families and immaculate repu-
tations, have slept in Wings comfortable
berths, gloriously inebriated by the cream
flower Juice. The United States secret
Service men said 1t was the biggest haul
in years.
Started In Buffalo.
Four months ago, up in Buffalo. the
local police raided a fan-tan game. Six
or seven Cinnamon faced a police justice
the next morning and got away with
minor fines, but beneath the lining OF
pale blue kimono a detective found
letter written in Chinese.
He took it to a Secret Service detective.
who turned It over to Agent Perkins.
Perkins who is in charge Of the mary
land-west rginia-PennsylVanla terri
tory, has a couple of Chinese operatives
who know how to tell the truth, and
they translated the letter. In there
was an allusion to one Ying, put WASH
ington wasn't mentioned. Perkins had
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