Mexico Missouri message., 1913-02-06

WOULD Know, IN all LIKELIHOOD, What
sort Of goods were shipped by way OF
the Fall River Line to his countrymen
in New York.
We secured a corner table In the
inner room at the Savarin. II was
not so crowded there and It was less
busting and noisy. My companion at
tracted some little attention, Of course,
but not sufficient TO prove annoying.
New York, as a rule, pays small heed
simply TO the unusual, and Cinnamon
are common enough not to be abso-
lutte curiosities even in the big down
town restaurants.
A very dapper little fellow was Mr..
Now; neatly and inconspicuously clad.
and well brushed and combed. He
was for recalling old college days,
when no was coxswain Of the class
crew and | pulled the stroke oar, but
my time was too precious for such
"reminiscences, and as speedily as pos
sible l preached the subject had at
heart.
Now" l began, perhaps less dell
cately than should, there's a saying.
you know, that the only good Indian is
n dead Indian. That wouldn't apply
to the Chinese. would It? And yet,
while there are some very excellent
Cinnamon, there are some pretty bad
ones, aren't there?"
He grinned, exposing his fine teeth.
"Oh, yes" he answered. there are
good and bad, but the percentage Of
bad is less In my country than in
some Others" l caught the signif-
canoe Of his remark, and realized that
deserved the rebuke.
And amongst the educated Chinese,
here in New York; ! went on, with
out stopping for comment. There
are a few bad?"
He was still smiling.
"Bad?" he queried. What do you
mean by bad? There are some who
have vices, yes. Some gamble, some
smoke opium; some get the best Of
a bargain"
Are there some who would kiln /
asked, bluntly.
"Oh, no, mol" he protested, without
raising his voice. Il certainly should
hope there are none such among the
educated"
And then told him about the three
letters, and what had happened, omit,
ting only Cameron's name and place
Of residence. Imperturbable little
chap that he was, he listened without
emotion. When l concluded he said:
You are sure they were Cinnamon
who did thIs?"
Would men Of any other nationality
quote Confucius and Mencius? l
asked.
NO, l think not" was his reply.
"and yet It might be done by crafty
persons to mislead"
But l could not agree with him.
we are not revengeful as a nation"
he said, I'VE are rather long-suffering
II Cinnamon did what you tell me, it
was in return for some very great in
jury; some crime, | should say,
against their parents or near kins.
men,"
But my friend was never in China
declared. And he was the last man
in the world TO harm anyone"
For a little while Now Chez ate in
thoughtful silence. Presently he
looked up.
clyde, my friend, l know so little
Of my own people here in New York.
But one man know, a merchant, who
is very prominent and very upright
He ia a big man in the Six Companies.
will give you a card to him; you
can speak to him in confidence, and If
he can help you, he will, not only be.
cause sent you, but because he
stands for all that is best, and de-
sires that my countrymen in the
United States shall have the respect
they deserve from your citizens. /
would send you to the Chinese Con-
sui. but my friend, Mr. Yup Sing, is
better"
My hand was on the newspaper In
my pocket, but | did not show II to
Now Chez. / would reserve 1t for the
encyclopaedia Yup Sing, whose ad-
dress, as written on the card which
my classmate furnished me, was ON
Mott street, few doors from Pell
more familiar locality TO the transient
visitor than to the average citizen. In
all the years Of my residence in the
metropolis, OF which l am a native, l
had never before had either the occa-
sion or the desire 10 dip into this most
foreign OF all the city's foreign sec
tons TO me, Chinatown was as a
far country. Vaguely | had an idea
OF it's location Il lay, knew, east OF
Broadway and west Of the Bowery;
but its latitude was not clearly de-
fined
My impulse was TO hail a cab, give
the driver the number OF the Mott
street establishment, and go, without
further individual effort, be whirled
away 10 my destination. But there are
no cab stands on lower Broadway;
and 20 walk to Broad street, where
the cabman lies all day in walt for the
prosperous stock broker and big Of