LITERARY.
A TRIP THROUGH CHINATOWN.
(A real experience) joe jones.
One morning, after having been in the city of San Fran
cisco only a couple of days, I took a very decided notion to
visit Chinatown. Accordingly I went to see one of my fath
er’s friends, whose name was Mr. Adams, and asked his ad
vice on the subject. Mr. Adams was then Chief of Po
lice, and having some matters that needed looking into in
that portion of the city, he decided to go with me. So the
next morning I made my appearance in his office, ready to
start out on the trip. When he came in he bade me step into
the adjoining room and be transformed into an up-to-date
Chinaman. My transformers were a couple of detectives,
who were indeed masters of their art, and in an hour’s time I
came out of the room a full blooded Chink, as you will see
later on. The Chinamen couldn’t tell the difference and I
know a white man couldn’t.
Mr. Adams was also dressed as a Chinaman, and as soon
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as I learned a countersign, which proved to be very valuable
before the trip was over, we started on our journey. Having