Rensselaer Union, Volume 9, Number 38, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 7 June 1877 — Probably A-Li. [ARTICLE]

Probably A-Li.

WO3 Lee, proprietor of the Chinese wash-buse in Taunton, has a wonderful history He was born in 1830 in the city of A-L, in the Province of Foo-Ling, in the souhern part of China, was sent to school at the age of ten years, and while he was pursuing his studies his grandfather pined in an unsuccessful rebellion, was cajtured and beheaded, as were likewise al. his descendants to the third gen eration. Wong Lee was the only one out of a famly of nineteen who escaped, and this he iccomplished by hiding in a wine cask wihout arink fur nine days, his only food dtring this time being two mice, which vere devoured by him raw. Escaping a night, he went on board a ship and hid m the hold until it sailed for San Franciso. On the voyage he had the small-mx and was thrown overboard as dead, bit the water revived him and he was picked up by a passing ship after swimmhg several hours, and finally reached California. He says the first introducti«n he had to polite American society was being knocked down by a brick in the hands of a "hoodlum” as he stepped off the gang-plank. He worked in the mines, was torn by a grizzly, shot twice by Digger Indians, cooked in Sacramento. shoveled in Virginia Citv, washed at Salt Lake, and finally strayed East, being better treated the nearer he got to the Atlantic coast, and finally settled down in Taunton.— Boston Journal.

—Native clergymen in the Sandwich Islands go barefoot winter and summer, and are therefore not inflicted about Christmas time with twenty-three pairs of worked slippers, of assorted sizes, presented by young lady members of their congregations. This exemption more than compensates them for three or four toenails knocked off during the year.—Aforristown (Conn.) Herald. —“ What do cows have tailsfor ?”asked the little boy of his farmer father. “To brush away flies, my child,” responded the paternal. " Well, pa,” continued the inquisitive little chap, “ cometshavetails, too, do flies bother them?" The father couldri't say. / ■ •• --. 7