Rensselaer Union, Volume 9, Number 9, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 16 November 1876 — A Chinese Legend. [ARTICLE]

A Chinese Legend.

The other mornftig, Wheh' Ihte kedif air and raw wind made glOves and overcoats a necessity, a Baxter street Chinaman stood beforq a 'Chatham 'street iciothipg store and shivered in bis thin cambric coat. He fastened his quegr eyes on, an overcoat at the door, ana ,the fepk on*his. face showed that he was searching f 6» something of Jh« kind. » “ Nice goat—sLuM fit—ehekpj iff brice, and off der most exquisite quality; six dollars dakes it,”, explained the, clothier. “Ugh! ugh!” shivered the Chinaman, smiling blandly, jU^ifhe wanted to carry the idea that it was a warm inoming. “You need d6t goat,” cpntinqed the dealer. “You aresnufitfreezlhgtobieces in your tracks,” “Thlee dlollar huff, alle same," replied the Chinaman, his sleeve across, his forehead, as If fo‘wij>€ hway perspiration. “Go away, you man frqm Bhina>—go away to some sthore where dey Mas sheap shoddy goods!” exclaime<JJhe clothier. “ John” passed on, turned the corner, and, as the wind from’ ifie fMretrudr hiiff in a new plqco, he jumped clear from the walk and; his teeth stfruck together. He tumped back, and as he neared the cloth ier’U [he his hat and fanned himself. “ Do youwant pot goat ar notf” asked the dealer.

■ ‘‘Welly hotee to-day,” replied John, still fanning himself and puffing heavily. “ Mysouls! ohs Kdw call yon aril such wedder hot ? Hefens alife, but I has seven stoafs going up stairs to keep my family warm! .. Being dot you are from Bhina, you can has dot goat for fife dollar.” “Woosh, more hotee—fo’dlollar plenty nuff.” “Four dollar! Do you pelief dot same goahcosti fee .sqven gold uollar last week. Walk on, Mister Sninaman. The Chinamah walked. The .windr blew his 'back and around hisribs, and a tearffhpp gathered op. his nose. He’imtA ”-nave‘ an overcoat* it some price, and, fie again turned “80 yod has come Tor dotinice gota??’ queried the dealer, as he met him again. “ Awful hotee!” gasped John, *wiping his face and fanning himself. “ My heferiS! buVtrhfft a queer peoples dose folks are!” sighed the dealer. “Fo’ dollar. ancLhalfy; plenty, nufiy, alle same,” said John, looking at the coat. ’ *'': ' “Mysouls! my souls! but dese sheap prices will preak me down before night! Howefer, I m*ust liaf rtoney to pay my taxes, and dot goat is yours.” "Big hotee—woosh!” exclaimed John as he counted out the money and saw the coat come down. ' “ A more plogant fit I never has aeen, said the deafer, ashe put tbe coaton the Chinaman’s Eack. “Idrowoff a dollar and a half because you Say it is such hot wedder with" you John moved out to the curbstohe, made a graceful bow, and as he secured the last button he waved his hand and chuckled: “It’s muthee cold alle time—awful cold.” ’ r '