Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1923-11-02
Getting
Civilized

By MORRIS SCHULTZ
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NHE pTcllleSL, OdlHlleSL Hlllc DIluo
- that ever stepped out of Chinatown,
the missionary lady called her. Honey
blossom had been the pride of the mis-
sion school, and her marriage with
Cheng Yung, which was celebrated ac-
cording to the mission rites, was love
match.
At least, so far as the Chinese were
capable Of love, it was admitted. When
Cheng Yung bore Honeyblossom away
to his laundry, at the other end OF the
city, every one was grieved.
81 hope he doesn't illtreat her." said
old Miss Wimpole
II hope they don't backslide," sighed
the missionary lady.
'I've heard those Chinese treat their
wives shamefully," said Mr.. Clatter-
buck, the rector.
In the end the three paid surprise
visit to the Yungs. They occupied a
little house on the outskirts Of town.
They were quite fifty feet away when
Miss Wimpole stopped and shifted
"Incense!" she muttered.
They looked at each other in alarm.
They quickened their footsteps. They
reached the door, The smell Of incense
was unmistakable.
+ Honeyblossom admitted them. She
Was wrapped in Chinese kimono, her
Aeautiful black air was done up with
8sde pins and, bowling almost to the
Around, she opened the door Of the liv-
Rg room.
Lacquers and bronzes, tiny tables a
foot or so from the floor, sprays of
eatkin and willow-everything was
Chinese. And in one corner
"Its an opium pipe!" cried Mr.. Clat-
terbuck
The trio fell upon poor Mrs. Yung.
"This is an outragev' exclaimed the
missionary lady. "We left you per-
fectly decent, respectable American
woman and you've turned into a
heathen."
And you'd better hurry up and turn
back" said Miss Wimpole, cor we'll
have your husbands right to live in
America inquired into"
Honeyblossom turned pale. Every
one knew that not one Chinaman In
ten resided in this country by right Of
law.
Honeyblossom promised amendment,
in her pretty, lisping English. But the
next week the three paid her a sur
prise visit and found things the same.
"Those Chinese are incorrigible,"
said Miss Wimpole. "Its disgrace to
a civilized land, not having proper fur.
niture and burning that horrid smelly
stuff. / think Yungs credentials
ought to be looked into"
That was agreed upon. If Yung
could be sent out Of the country d.
vorce might be obtained and then
Honeyblossom could be married again
to civilized Chinaman.
But when the three paid their next
visit the cottage was closed
"No, 1 don't know where them
Chinks is gone to-" said a neighbor.
In spite Of the utmost investigation
nothing could be learned of the Yungs
In their heather fashion, they had
simply ppeared-vanished from the
ken Of all who had known them.
1t was about two years later that q
letter came to Miss Wimpole:
Dear Miss Wimpole:
'Yung and l are civilized people
now. Please come and see us and say
you are satisfied.
"Yours respectfully,
"HONEYBLOSSOM YUNG."
She summoned the missionary lady
and Mr.. Clatterbuck and they made
their way to the address indicated.
1t was tenement house in an un-
savory district. A push at the button,
which ELECTED an opening door, showed
that the Yungs were at home. And
there stood Honeyblossom, in cheap,
ill-fitting suit, welcoming them at the
door.
"Oh, yes, we're quite civilized now,
Miss Wimpole," said Honeyblossom,
showing them into the living room.
1t was furnished in golden oak. Upon
a chair sat Yung, in his short-sleeves,
smoking pipe. Two almond-eyed
Celestial infants crawled on the floor.
A pot of Irish stew was cooking on the |
stove.
"Say, why don't you get up and say
good-morning to tho ladies'" demanded
Honeyblossom of her husband, acridly. |
Mr.. Yung got up and bobbed. The
infants set up wall. The pot boiled
over. In the next room were to be seen
two twin beds, not yet made. On the
walls were pictures cut from the Sun
day papers. Some clothes were boil
ing in pot. Honeyblossom looked hot
wearied and wornout.
well, I'm glad to see you've become
civilized at last" Miss Wimpo1e said.
VANITY Fair"
In Bunyan's "Pilgrim's Progress"
Vanity Fair is the name of a fair
held in the town of Vanity. 1t was
established almost five thousand years