THAT HEATHEN CHINEE.

These humorous verses come to us from California, where there are a great many Chinese emigrants. The Americans on the Pacific Slope are not remarkable for any particular dulness or want of smartness, but occasionally the Oriental is more than a match for them. His ancient tricks are a novelty to the New World.

Euchre, the favourite American gambling game of cards here alluded to, is a variation of the old French game écarté.

The Bill Nye spoken of is a slanting allusion to James Nye, a United States official of eminence, whose private taste for card pastimes is well known in his own country.

THAT HEATHEN CHINEE.

TABLE MOUNTAIN, 1870.

WHICH I wish to remark

And my language is plain—

That for ways that are dark

And for tricks that are vain,

The heathen Chinee is peculiar,

Which the same I would rise to explain.

Ah Sin was his name;

And I shall not deny

In regard to the same

What that name might imply,

But his smile it was pensive and child-like,

As I frequently remarked to Bill Nye.

It was August the third;

And quite soft was the skies ;

Which it might be inferred

That Ah Sin was likewise ;

Yet he played it that day upon William
And me in a way I despise.

Which we had a small game,

And Ah Sin took a hand:

It was Euchre. The same

He did not understand;

But he smiled as he sat by the table,

With the smile that was child-like and bland.

Yet the cards they were stocked

In a way that I grieve,

And my feelings were shocked

At the state of Nye's sleeve :

Which was stuffed full of aces and bowers,

And the same with intent to deceive.

THAT HEATHEN CHINEE.

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But the hands that were played

By that heathen Chinee,

And the points that he made

Were quite frightful to see—

Till at last he put down a right bower,
Which the same Nye had dealt unto me.

Then I looked up at Nye,

And he gazed upon me;

And he rose with a sigh,

And said, "Can this be?

We are ruined by Chinese cheap labour ".
And he went for that heathen Chinee.

In the scene that ensued

I did not take a hand,

But the floor it was strewed

Like the leaves on the strand

With the cards that Ah Sin had been hiding,

In the

game "he did not understand."

In his sleeves, which were long,

He had twenty-four packs—

Which was coming it strong,

Yet I state but the facts;

And we found on his nails, which were taper, What is frequent in tapers-that's wax.

Which is why I remark,

And my language is plain,

That for ways that are dark,

And for tricks that are vain,

The heathen Chinee is peculiar—

Which the same I am free to maintain.