The Birmingham age-herald., 1915-02-11
From the New York Tribune.

II Ine VeneraDle priest or the Chinese temple. put on his - most gorgeous robes yesterday. They glittered with threads of gold and glared with thickly embroidered dragons. 1 He was going to send two of China | towns heroes to their god in state-Lee l Dock and Eng Hing, the two gunmen of the Hip Sings, who served their togn so | we'll they had to give up their lives in the electric chair for what the white men called murder
 l The two went to their God yesterday in greater state than even old Lee Kung and his solemn rites could give them They had file of twoscore policemen to show them to heavens gate" For a new warfare was smoldering in China town.
 l Lee Dock and Eng Hing had evened up
 an old score of death between their l brethren of the Hip Sings and their ene-
 mics of the On Leong Tong. While they I lived the score was even. When they l died the score became uneven again. There are two living on Leongs who may have to even up the score again. That I is why the white policemen stood like a
 guard of honor yesterday at the funeral in Bacigalupo's little chapel, at 20S Spring street. An inspector was in charge. The aged priest stood between the two dead men in the f1uttering candle light of the chapel In the mouth of each was
 a coin, that was to pay the grizzly boat
 man of the River of Death for their pass age over On the breast of each was a bottle, inside of which was slip of paper bearing the dead mans name. The bottles were tightly corked. In case the boatman were careless and let his passen-
 gers fall into the river the bottles would
 float ashore and their friends would
 know.
 Lee Kung addressed the two men who were going on the long journey and told them of the mysteries of the life to come.
 Then he told of the lives they had just | left, turning to their blue-bloused friends huddled into the chapel.
 Lee Dock and Eng Hing died by the law of the white man for the duty they | did as Chinamen as they saw it." he said. "They avenged their dead brethren" ," | Then Lee Knug stopped. He saw In- | spector Wakefield standing in the door
 way. The Hip Sings in the chapel were muttering. Four Chinese women were | weeping The inspector shook his head warningly at the priest.
 | After that Lee Kung spoke more gen. tly. carefully avoiding words that might seem to be addressed to the spirit of ven- geanc. in the hearts of the bereaved l brethren of the Hip Sing Tong. At last he finished | The gong was beaten. the weird shriek- ing of the flute sounded, then 16 of the Hip Sings lifted the collins on their shoul-
 ders and carried them out to the hearses. 1 Two men climbed on top and threw slips of paper on the ground behind the l hearses. l These papers were written over with
 many sentences. If there were any evil spirits following they would stop to pick up those papers and read them out of cu-
 riosity and forget to follow the dead men | to their graves.
 l In front of the hearses went car riage filled with feast. There were roast pigs; there were nuts, chickens eggs. rice cakes and gin-food and drink l for the two men on their long trip to the other country. Then there came sec ond carriage, filled with flowers; there were two floral pieces, one representing a Tyre and the other cross. In the death house at Sing Sing, Eng Hing em- fbraced the Christian faith, but his friends sent him to his forefathers yesterday with the rites of their ancient faith. The | cross of flowers was sent by a Christian friend. Behind the hearses came 1e other carriages with 75 of the country men of the two dead men.
 Lee Dock and Eng Hing were buried in Cypress Hill cemetery. On the way there the cortege did not pass through Chinatown. The police so ruled. They feared the sight of the dead men going to I their graves might fan into flame the smouldering warfare of the tongs.
 At the grave Lee Kung bade the men
 farewell The four women walled as the bodies were lowered and then as the
 dirt fell, the flute shrieked and the gongs
 beat. On top of the graves the food for
 the long journey was left, and the mourn Il CTS returned to Chinatown.
 In the leading carriage was Dr. An