The Coolidge examiner., 1930-10-31
THE AMERICAN
DEVIL
ARIZONA DREAMS
Tied Healy)

namen. You promised IL DeloIe
you went to the coast last summer
Get it out of your system before you
forget. Bet you a fine Mexican
cigar you've already forgotten the
yarn. "
Hand over the cigar and a ligi'
and when | feel good and comfort
able I'll give you the story OF the
American Devil and Wo Yen
Wong.
what has the American Dew
got to do with smuggling, you ash
"Oh! nothing; and it was GOOD
thing for Wo Yen Wong, who was
considerably balled up with a case
of border smuggling and the etfects
of his experience in this line VIII
linger in that chinks system TO-
Come time. The smuggling is only
an incident in this narrative, now
ever. me principal here is the deVil
himself. according to Wo's way OF
thinking.
"Wo Yet Wong is a Cantonese
Chinese with a nasty temper ana
good memory. When kid he man
aged TO get to San Francisco. After
abont fifteen years of hard WORK
with several lucky nights OF gam
hing thrown in, Wo shows up ol
n bome-bound steamer of the Occi,
dental line He had forwarded
his money by draft on a Hong Kong
hank and tried the stowaway rack
Of bv mixing with bunch Oh Chi,
nese sailors before the Vessel
sailed A few days out Wo was
diecovered. He was saved nara
lob breaking coal down in the stohe
hold nv the American devil Win d
beard. At least that is wnat Wo
coils the white man who paid ms
massage and used him for his capih
how a sort of personal attendant
"With the four or five Thousand
dollars this Chinkie had annexed
TO himself in America he soon De
came some citizen in the proVlnce
he was raised in. Took unto him.
self one of his boyhood sweethearts
bv The simple process Of severai
hundred Mexican pesos TO the olu
man: and on this occasion the Drlue
really agreed, and settled oowh
making a fair living showing tle
better class men of his town lhe
mysteries of the American game OIL
noker. His nasty temper wnen
aroused and a suspicion that MS
sporting proclivities were not al
straight caused him to move SUD
denly one night. leaving the wlle
and his little boy with relatives.
at was while he was iounglhs
Ground the Hong Kong water front
that he met the American deVll LOT
tbe second time. He knew the
devil although his friend had
changed the shape of his beard ana
the devil knew him. It was through
tho devil that Wo managed 10
leave China on a steamer bound LOT
Mazatlan, Mexico, where ne ar
rived right side up with care. Strlk-
ing for the American border ny
taking a second-class ticket on d
messenger train he was soon part
of the Chinese colony along the
frontier: most of this colony Delns
intent on slipping into the united
States When Wo had left thls
country before he had never Dotn-
cred about trying to fix it TO get
hack His intention at the time
was to stay away for good
without papers he figured on
being smuggled across and soon
made connections with a party OF
Mex;cans who for a down payment
of two hundred pesos guaranteeu
~ deliver him on the American
side where he was to pay anoIhei
one hundred pesos. With -FOUR OF
five other Chinese the party slarIeu
on their journey. Late at hleht
camp was made in a canyon Just
south Of the international line. IL
was late in the afternoon oil the
next day when Wo awoke, ana II
was some time before he could get
his head to think clearly. 1t TOOK
some effort for him to glance
around and what he saw made MIN
forget that his head was full OF
main. Around him lay the other
Chinese of the party and they were
all dead. The Chinese smugglers
had killed them as they were sleep
ing. All had been robbed. VIC
was frightened and ran and STUN
bled thru the brush to get as far
away from the terrible scene as was
possible. and then he came upon
the American devil again. rms
time his friends whiskers were
trimmed in another style. The
half crazed Chinaman, suffering
from a badly bruised and cut skull,
stopped short when he came upon
the white man. All he could dc
was to gaze and try and believe that
he was not in some kind OF a
trance. The man he believed in
China was coming towards him.
Could it be that the vision of mur
dered Chinese, his mad flight thru
the brush and this man were al
part of some dream? No; his head
hurt too much. 1t was the mar
speaking that made him realize thai
all was real. whats the matter
Chink, somebody beat your heat
up? Come along over to the fire
and l will see what l can do. :" Tae
voice was the same, vet the mai
did not seem to remember him, 1nC
after he had been cleaned I'D. tOl(