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Local Notes.

    A detachment of Chinese from the Pacific Slope arrived in the city yesterday.

- August 17, 1887, The Dallas Morning News, p. 8, col. 2.
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Last Night’s Shooting.

    A shooting scrape occurred last night at No. 3 Ervay street, between Main and Elm, between Ching Chung, a Chinaman, and Jim Ravell, a hack driver.  Officer Cliff Scott was promptly on hand and arrested the participants in the shooting.  Both were before the recorder this morning, and each charged the other with the work, but Ravell finally made affidavit, charging Ching Chung with being the guilty party.
    Yet Lung was found at his place of business this morning, and to a reporter, stated that the shooting occurred in his place of business, indicated by No. 3 Ervay.  A throng of Celestials were present, and evidently discussing the occurrence.  Lung, who speaks English intelligently, said the parties came out of the rear of his house, proceeded down the steps, and when in the back yard, the shooting took place.  He could not say who did the work, as he did not see it, and he knew of no one else who was an eyewitness.  Two shots were fired in the back yard, and one near the corner of Main and Ervay streets.
    At present, Ching Chung is having an examining trial this afternoon before Justice Kendall.  Seven of his countrymen are in attendance.

- November 23, 1887, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 3, col. 2.
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    A number of the Chinese and negroes occupying the shanties on Ervay streeet, between Main and Elm streets, were fined by the recorder this morning for creating nuisances.

- May 23, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 4.
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Recorder’s Court.
    Gilbert Lyon, threw rocks at a celestial near Schneider & Davis’, and was fined $5.  “Him rockee me,” said John.
- July 25, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 2, col. 1.
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[No Heading]

     A Chinaman and a negro had a set-to on Elm street this morning, in which the Chinaman attempted to smooth his colored brother out with a hot, flat iron.  He was not successful in his attempt, but dropped the iron after severely burning himself.

- August 17, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 8, col. 5.
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Got it in the Neck.

    Two Chinese living near the Central Hotel, have quarelled for a week about a 25-cent trade.  One of them crept into the house of the other Celestial, and while his enemy slept, plunged a knife into his neck, almost severing the jugular vein.  The stabber was sent to jail and the wounded man will probably recover.

- August 24, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 4.
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    The Chinaman who had a knife drawn across his throat by a brother Celestial, is all o.k., and the one who did the cutting has been released, no complaint having been filed against him.

- August 25, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 2.
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Two Safe Robbers.

...Dysterbach’s feed store, in East Dallas...Chinaman kept a gold watch and chain in Dysterbach’s safe for safe-keeping.

- September 11, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 4.
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    The Chinese who were engaged in a difficulty with Thompson, were arraigned in recorder’s court this morning.  They appeared by attorney, and had an interpreter.  Their statement was that Thompson and two negro men robbed one, and he went for assistance and three came with him.  They were fined $5 each, and filed notice of appeal.

- September 12, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 2.
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Opium Joints
No Ordinance Covering Them Under The State Law.

    The police last night, arrested A. H. Yan, Tom Quay and Chas. Chung, all Celestials as their names imply, for keeping a disorderly house on the west side of Ervay street, near Main...

- September 19, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 5.
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About the Metropolis...
    William Wilson tormented a Celestial last night by stoning him, for which act Bill paid $3 in recorder’s court this morning.

- October 5, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 3.
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    “I’ll bet $30 that I can knock that electric light out with this chair,” remarked one sport to another in the “Q. T.” saloon on Saturday evening.  “I’ll bet $30 that you can’t knock that d--d Chinaman’s head off,” replied his companion, referring to an inoffensive German of diminutive stature who stood at the bar, and with this, the German was set upon and summarily dealt with by the would-be bad men, to the disgust of a number of people who happened to pass that way.

- November 19, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 5.
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    The veritable Chinese peddler is abroad in the city.  He carries huge baskets of a quaint Chinese pattern suspended by a stout cord from either end of a five-foot pole upon his shoulder.

- December 20, 1888, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 8, col. 1.
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City Court.
    Three drunks, two petty theft cases and two small negro boys charged with rocking John Chinaman, engaged the attention of his honor, Judge Brown.

- September 24, 1889, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 3, col. 2.
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They Flourish in Dallas and Their
Patrons are Numerous.

     “Curious how white folks’ll hit the pipe, ain’t it,” said a man about town, to a TIMES-HERALD reporter last night.
     “Well,” was the response, “in cities where John Chinaman is numerous, it is nothing unusual to see men, and women, too, for that matter, coming out of opium joints after hitting the pipe, as the opium habit is termed.  I didn’t, for a moment, suppose that opium joints had an existence in Dallas, however.”
     “Well, that’s where you are off,” said the speaker.  “Hop fiends are as thick as fiddlers in hades in this city.  They are confined to a certain class, however, and once the habit gets a hold on one , it is goodbye, Dennis.  There is a joint not a stone’s throw from where we stand, and white men and women patronize the oily, sleek-looking celestial who bosses the dive.  Why, just the other evening, I saw a pretty little white girl, not over sixteen years of age, emerging from the places.  A hideous looking old Mongolian with a face the color of tanned leather and a leer on his mug that was frightful to behold, stopped the young thing, planted a kiss on her pretty lips, and then shoved her out of the place.  It made my blood boil for a time, I can tell you.  I watched the girl, but she made her escape down a side street.  If you want a first-class item, just get solid with some fellow that has the run of these places, some ‘hop fiend,’ and you will be surprised at the number of joints running full blast in the city and more than surprised at the number of poor wretches who go to these places nightly to enjoy the delicious, damnable effects of the drug so vividly portrayed by De Quincey.”
     “How many places of the sort does Dallas boast of?”
     “There are at least ten ‘hop fiend’ dives in the metropolis.  Not long ago, a well-dressed and foppish Chinaman came here from San Francisco.  He was the agent of a big Mongolian merchant of that city and he supplies the Texas trade with opium.  It is shipped over the Southern Pacific under some other brand, and there is big money in it for the Joss worshipper at ‘Frisco.”

- May 21, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 2, col. 4.
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    About noon, the hoodlum wagon, with accustomed pomp and display, rolled up with two women, one white and the other black, a Chinaman, and two small children belonging to the white woman.  The charge of vagrancy was fastened against the women, but the flexible code of ordinances failed to name the Chinaman’s offense and he was set at liberty.  After placing the two women in jail, the officers’ hearts were touched with pity and the white woman with the two little innocents was released and told to leave the city, or she would be sent to the poor farm.  She replied that the world was against her, and that she had no way to leave.

- June 18, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 5.
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A Big Chinese Opium Joint Raided
by Officers Yesterday.

Charlie Chum, One of the Pris-
oners, Fined $200 by City
Judge Brown.


Lou Gee, the Bellweather of the
Flock, Taken in Custody by
the Officers To-day.

     A few months ago, the TIMES-HERALD charged that there were a number of opium dens, or “hop joints,” in the city, where “hop fiends” resorted for the purpose of “hitting the pipe.”  Many people laughed and muttered to each other a “fake.”  Nevertheless, recent developments have demonstrated that the Chinese have a house in this city where they congregate to worship Joss, smoke the pipe and cater to the wants of white people who are addicted to smoking opium.  The Chinese are devilish[ly] sly, and it is a hard matter to secure information relative to their doings, or to get one Chinaman to testify against another, unless they belong to different factions.  Three weeks ago, a Celestial named Lou Frank struck the town.  According to his story, he was prospecting.  He talked English fairly, with the peculiar twang of his race.  Lou is a stolid, dull-eyed Mongolian, but he knows a thing or two.  Yesterday morning, Officers Martin, Goddard and Dick Beard were visited at police headquarters by one of the disciples of Confucious.  He was greatly excited and said that Charlie Chung and a woman were smoking opium in Chung’s room in a house on Pacific avenue, on the south side of the street, a short distance from Akard.
     The officers proceeded at once to the place designated and surrounded the house.  Goddard entered the dwelling and proceeded at once to the room occupied by Charles Chung.  The door was locked.  Goddard demanded admittance and after considerable partying, Chung unlocked the door and the blue-coat entered.  The fumes of opium nearly stifled him.  A white woman, partially disrobed, was stretched across a bed, and it is said that she was under the influence of “hop.”
     The woman, Charlie Chung, Chi Chum, Ah Lee, Ah Sin and Lou Gee, were arrested and taken to police headquarters.  The former, who is the proprietor of a sporting house, gave bond, and the Mongolian also succeeded in getting their friends to put up security for them.
     Charlie Chum was very much alarmed for fear that his companions would be led to believe that he gave “a tip” to the officers, which led to the arrest of himself and his associates.  The members of a secret organization, “Chinese freemasons,” of which Lou Gee is the grandmaster, held a meeting last night and Chung was fearful that his countrymen might make it unpleasant for him.  Chung asked that an officer be dispatched post haste to the temple and try his hand in an effort to pacify the excited Mongols.  The men who made the arrests, having gone off duty, no attention was paid to Chung’s appeal.
     This morning, the prisoners were arraigned in court, and the case against Charlie Chung, charged with keeping a disorderly house, was called. Charlie is a neat dresser, wears a que, talks excellent “pigeon English,” and oftentimes acts as interpreter when his countrymen are in trouble or desire to transact business.
     Assistant City Attorney Bradford asked for a continuance and Col. McCoy, who had been retained by the defendants, objected. Judge Brown ordered the prisoner to trial.
     Officer Martin was the first witness.  He gave the facts of the arrest, and while he did not catch the prisoners in the very act of “hitting the pipes,” he swore that the fumes of opium poisoned the very air and came very near suffocating him.
     Officer Goddard, who forced Charlie to unlock the door and found the proprietor and a white woman holding forth in the den, testified that the fumes of opium filled the house, and that all the paraphernalia of an opium joint, pipes, etc., were scattered about on the tables and chairs.
     Lou Frank, a Chinaman with an evil looking face, took the stand and swore that he came to the city three weeks ago, to hunt a location for a “washee-washee” house and stopped at the dwelling on Pacific avenue.  The dwelling, he said, was a sort of a Chinese inn, where perigrinating Chinamen stopped when they visited the city.  It was rented by a “Chinese company” for the Chinese free-masons.  Charlie Chum, who is a member of the order, rented one room, being an exclusive fellow, and paid the company $4 a month for the same.  The company pays a prominent real estate agent $31 per month for the house, which contains seven rooms.  Lou swore that the white woman visited the house three times and went to Chung’s room “to hit the pipe.”  The fumes of the opium annoyed him, and he determined to break up Chung’s little gatherings.  He admitted that other Chinamen “hit the pipe,” but never saw outsiders, with the exception of the woman, who was arrested Sunday morning.
     One Lung was the next witness.  One Lung looked as if some fellow had kicked two lungs out of him when he was ordered to the witness’ chair.  He turned a pale yellow, and one would have imagined from his countenance, that the headsman had already sharpened the sword for his immediate decapitation.  Mr. Lung cannot express himself in English, and Jim Lee, a bright-looking Celestial, who is a master of the English and French languages, acted as interpreter.  Lung informed the court that Charlie Chung and Lee Poi rented the building for the Chinese Freemasons, and that the woman and Charlie smoked opium in the room occupied by the latter on several occasions.  He admitted that other Chinamen frequented the resort and were transported to the Flowery Kingdom over and anon by the power of the seductive drug.
     Charlie Chung was asked if he wished to make a statement.  He said he did.  The woman came to his room and the other Chinamen became jealous and notified the police.  She did not come to smoke opium.  The first time, she came to “see where he lived;” the second time, for a brass kettle, and the third time, yesterday morning, about 4 o’clock, to get “some hop” for her girls.  The prisoner said he informed the degraded creature that two drug stores in the city kept the article on sale, and that she would have to wait until morning to make a purchase.  She took his advice and concluded to remain in his room until the business houses where “hipe” is sold, threw open their doors. 
     Charlie admitted that 35 or 40 Chinamen belonged to the “company” and visited the house.  He occupied one room, Worshipful Grand Master and First Hitter of the Pipe, Lou Gee, occupied another, and the middle room on the first floor furnished shelter to a drove of Celestials.  According to [Charlie], “hitting the pipe” was a common occurence.  Even Lou Gee tackled the “festive hop bowl.”  However, all Dallas’ Chinese colony do not indulge.  Charlie says so, and from the evidence elicited, Charlie knows.

     Judge Brown threw a bombshell into the ranks of “the company” after the evidence was all in, and the attorneys submitted the case without argument.  He found Chum guilty as charged and imposed the heaviest penalty, $200 fine.
     The case of Chi Chum was called, and Mr. Bradford asked for a continuance and Mr. McCoy objected.  Bradford stated that, owing to the fact the arrests were made on Sunday, no time had been given him to get the witnesses for the city in court.  He mentioned one or two who would swear that people visited the house to smoke opium.  The judge granted the continuance until Thursday, September 25, remarking to McCoy, “we officers obey the Sunday law.”
     “I’m glad to hear it; it is news to me,” was the retort courteous.
     The cases against Ah Sin and Ah Lee were dismissed, as the officer who made the arrest had failed to make the proper affidavit.  The prisoner, Charles Chung, was placed in the calaboose in default of payment of fine.
     A warrant was issued for the arrest of Lou Gee, the bell-weather of the flock, who is known as the “grandmaster of the company,” and he was nailed at his place of business.  Lou Gee is an ancient specimen of the Mongolian race, and might easily pass himself off in a dime museum as a mummy from the catecombs of Egypt.  His case will be called in the morning.
     Many complaints have been made against the house by the residents of the neighborhood, who charge that it is frequented by white men and women, who go there to smoke, and also by all the Chinamen in the city.
     At state intervals, a sleek-looking mongol, who travels for a San Francisco house, visits Dallas and takes orders for “hop.”  The TIMES-HERALD has it straight that this fellow supplies the trade in Dallas, Fort Worth, Houston, Austin, San Antonio and El Paso, and does a thriving business.
     The woman in the case was fined $5, which she paid.  She is an inveterate hop-fiend and is said to be the mistress of Charlie Chum.

-  September 22, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 2-5.
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He Takes an Appeal to the Dis-
trict Court.

     Charlie Chum, who was fined $200 by Judge Brown yesterday, has appealed the case to a higher court.  He did not remain in jail any great length of time, his friends having rallied to the rescue.  Ah Sin, Sam Lee and Lou Gee, the “high muckey-muck” [of the] Chinese colony, will be given a hearing Thursday.

- September 23, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 2, col. 6.
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Lou Gee, Ah Sing and Others
Will Be Tried To-Morrow.

    The cases against Lou Gee, Ah Sin, Sam Lee and Chi Chum, charged with keeping a disorderly house, will be called in the police court to-morow. morning.  The chances are, however, that they will go scott free, as a whole box of pigtails will swear that these men objected to Charlie Chum bringing outsiders to “hit the pipe.”
    Speaking of “hop houses,” a former member of the police force said to a TIMES-HERALD reporter to-day:
    “I can point to seven “hop houses” in this city, five of which are conducted by Chinamen, at any time.  You cannot gain admittance, unless it is known that you are a “hop fiend.”  There is a sort of free-masonry among those who are addicted to the use of ‘hop,’ and they share willingly with each other.  If one is broke, another, who is in better luck, will divide with him.  Are they numerous?  Well, I should remark.  I presume there are 300 or 400 hop fiends, counting Mongolians, in Dallas.  The joints cannot be broken up.”

- September 24, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 2.
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Charles Chung, Chy Chum, Ah Lee
and Ah Sam are Charged with


A White Woman Is Found in the Place and
Others Are Said to Visit It -- Charles
Chung Is Apprehensive
of Danger.

     Charles Chung, Chy Chum, Ah Lee, Ah Sam, and a white woman, were arrested at some Chinese quarters on Pacific avenue, near Akard street, early yesterday morning by Officers Goddard and Martin.  The woman was charged with disorderly conduct, and the Chinese with keeping an opium den.  Before the arrest was made, the officers were told by two Chinamen, who went to the house to room, that opium smoking was being carried on there as a business, and that white women went there for that purpose.  When the officers approached the place, they were refused entrance to some of the rooms, which they forced open.       In one of the rooms, they found the white woman. In the same building is the lodge room of a Chinese secret order, of which one of the Chinamen arrested is grand master.  This, the officers entered and found a wooden image and tables of all heights and sizes and other things which they used in conducting their lodge meetings.
     Charles Chung speaks English moderately well and sometimes acts as interpreter for the Chinese in the courts.  He gave the officers, when pressed to do so, some information about their affairs, which has wonderfully turned the other Chinamen against him.  Yesterday afternoon, all the Chinamen arrested had been released on bond, and Chung appeared along at the police station in search of protection.  He said that all the members of the secret order were going to meet last night, and he was afraid that they would do him harm, and wanted an officer to go over and try to pacify them by telling them that he was not to blame for giving the information.  The officers who made the arrest were not then on duty and Chung left the police station apprehensive of the night’s lodge meeting.  He claims that he is only a lodger at this house, and is innocent of the charge against him.

- September 24, 1890; The Dallas Morning News, p. 8, col. 3.
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Chung Fined $200.

     Charles Chung, one of the four Chinamen arrested last Sunday on a charge of running an opium den on Pacific avenue, was yesterday, arraigned before City Judge Brown and fined $200 upon being convicted of the offense.  The case against two of the others was continued, and one was dismissed.

-  September 24, 1890; The Dallas Morning News, p. 3, col. 4.
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Lu Gee Will Carry His Case to

    The motion for a new hearing in the case against Lu Gee was overruled by Judge Brown.  The judge’s motto is “be sure you are right, and then go ahead,” so when he imposes a fine, it has got to stick.  Lu Gee’s case will be carried to the court of appeals and, ten to one, Judge Brown’s decision will be supported.  If Lu Gee’s new endeavor is fruitless, the little germ of bitterness in his breast against the judge will be fanned into a Johnstown conflagration, which may singe the hair off the dome of the judge’s thinker.  By the time Lue Gee works out his fine and has become financially able to strike an aggressive attitude, that same dome of the judge’s thinker may be devoid of hair.
    Three cases have been carried to the court of appeals over Judge Brown’s decisions, but were lost.

- October 6, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 4, col. 2.
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City Notes.

     An unknown sends a communication protesting against the people of Dallas sending their soiled linen to Chinese laundries when there are hundreds of poor white and black women in the city striving to keep the wolf from the door.

- November 15, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 2, col. 1.
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Chi Chum in Clover.

     Chi Chum is in a cell in the city prison.  A white woman, well-known in police circles, sends the delicacies of the season to him, and Chi is living on the fat of the land.  The woman has engaged a lawyer and will endeavor to secure Chi’s release.

- December 13, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 6.
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Of the City Council-- A Needed
Reform Started in the Man-
ner of Appropriating

     Charlie Chung’s petition to have his fine of $200 for running an opium joint remitted, was a lengthy document, including bulky affidavits purporting to be evidence, etc.
     Mr. Cole moved to grant the prayer of the petition.
     Mr. Cone wanted to know why all that evidence was not carried before the court.  He said he did not think Charlie was no better than an Irishman, a Frenchman, Dutchman or anybody else, and he thought he should pay the fines.
     Charlie skipped the town and went to Galveston and the city went to the expense of sending after him.
     Mr. Loeb said the fellow was no good on the streets; he would eat every day and be a dead expense.
     Charlie was ordered released after paying his board bill and all other expenses incurred by the city in prosecuting and bringing him to justice.

- December 15, 1890, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 8, col. 3-6.
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Proceedings of the Courts.


     Lous Saul and Sam Soy, alias Lee Young, aggravated assault and battery; continued by the state.

- February 28, 1891, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 4, col. 3.
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     Tank Kee, the eminent Chinese lecturer, will appear in this city shortly.

- January 5, 1892, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 3.
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     Tank Kee will lecture tonight at the First Baptist church on the religion and gods of China.

- January 25, 1892, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 5.
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     Tank Kee, the noted Chinese lecturer, scholar and philanthropist, has won renown the world over as an exponent of Chinese art, literature, customs, etc.  He is a graceful, fervent and eloquent talker, and his lectures are most interesting and instructive.  His collection of Chinese curios, etc., is the most complete in the country.  Tank Kee will lecture at Turner Hall next Monday evening for the benefit of the Catholic Orphans' Home at Oak Cliff, a most worthy cause, and a most worthy institution.  The good ladies of the Home should be assisted liberally, and the TIMES-HERALD trusts that the attendance will be large.

- February 12, 1892, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 3, col. 4.
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City Notes.

     Five Chinamen embraced the Christian religion at the Central Christian church, Elder M. M. Davis, pastor, last night.

- February 29, 1892, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 7.
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Wah Lee and Ah Sing.

     Ah Sing is, as his name indicates, a native of the Flowery Kingdom. He came to Dallas and entered the employ of Wah Lee, hailing from the same country.  Now, Ah Sing had eighty good hard dollars of the realm, and when he offered to put it in the bank, Wah Lee offered to take care of it.  The money was turned over to him, and now comes Ah Sing to the grand jury and asks them to recover his $80 and $40 that Wah See owes him for having rubbed the dirt out of diverse and sundry clothes.  About twenty Chinamen are being examined, and the impression prevails that Wah Lee is in a bad row of stumps.

- June 25, 1892, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 2.
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     Fines to the amount of $1987 were assessed in the city court this morning.  Among the frail women fined were Chew Yum and Yum Lung, two Japanese prostitutes.

- March 1, 1893, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 2.
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He Will Go to China and Wed a Lovely

     Colonel Chew Quon (he has been in Texas fifteen years) called at the office of the county clerk to-day.  Colonel Quon has lived in Dallas a number of years and in Texas fifteen years.  He owns six laundries in Dallas, two at Fort Worth and one at Corsicana.  He is a well-heeled and opulent-Chinaman and he is wifeless.  He desires to go to Pekin, China, to contract for a female Pekinese to come to Texas and share his home, his wealth and his laundry business.

- May 18, 1893, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 2, col. 2.
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They Will Register Now When Told to
Do So.

     A TIMES-HERALD reporter called on Foo Chew, a Main street Chinese, this morning.
     “When are you going to register, John?” was asked.
     “You pleacher?”
     “No, John, no preacher.  Appearances are deceptive.”
     “Llawyer, then?”
     “No, no lawyer.”
     “Ilishman, mebbe?”
     Foo was informed that his caller was a humble reporter, and to make himself solid with the Celestial, he added that the Geary law was, in his opinion, a “d---d outrage.”  The Celestial smiled, and in broken English, made known that the consul of the Six Companies in San Francisco had the matter in charge, and that only those of his race who desire to visit their native land and return, will register and be photographed.  Foo said that fifty-four Chinese lived in Dallas.  The principal recreation of these children of Cathay is obtained when they leave their humble homes for a spin around the block to get a whiff of fresh air.  Then, they are rocked by the small boy of the Caucasian race. This is a luxury that no other foreigner enjoys in America.  Foo said also that the charger that Chinese operate opium joints in Dallas is untrue. Many are regular attendants at Sunday School.  Foo did not care to discuss the effect of the Geary law in his native country.  He believed, however, that if Uncle Sam deports the Chinese, that his country will bounce missionaries and American adventurers.  The latter have been enjoying many privileges in that country for years past.

- May 19, 1893, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 3.
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     Quo Lung Wah, a Chinese laundryman, complained to the police [last] night, “that Sing wing Sing belted him in the jaw” with his fist.  Wah had a Bible in his pocket and intimated that the difficulty occurred because Sing Wing Sing had not attended church since Sam Jones’ meetings.  Wah argued the point with Sing, and Sing hit him. Another version is that the Mongolians had been playing fantan and Wah won Sing’s dust.  No arrests were made.  Wah promises to make Sing Wing Sing howl one of these fine American days.

- June 26, 1893, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 2, col. 4.
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Added February 17, 2004:

Dallas Customers Cannot be too Careful
Where They Send Their Soiled Clothing.

     The white laundries of Dallas are complaining that the patronage of many of the people who can afford to patronize institutions giving work to white labor, is sent to the twenty-two inferior Chinese laundries of this city, or to a concern that advertises on its wagons that it is a Dallas institution, but is, in fact, an agency for a Fort Worth concern.  It is claimed that the Chinese are given $1100 a week, and that, as much more, is sent to Fort Worth.
     One of the communications received by the T
IMES HERALD states that the leading white laundries of Dallas have more money invested, pay more wages to their employes, and do better work than any others in the state, and ask that they be given the home custom.  They deserve encouragement.  They are, in reality, a part of the Dallas factory system and contribute largely to the sustenance of the "bucket brigade."  One Dallas laundry employs thirty-six men and women, and has an annual pay-roll of more than $40,000.
     The patrons of laundries should not keep their money out of the channel which carries wages to poor, but honest white employes, principally women and girls.  More than that, the employes of the inferior laundries referred to, run the risk of contracting some vile disease.
     The Cigar-makers' Union imposes a fine of $5 on any of its members who patronize a Chinese cigar-maker, their object being as much to protect the public from filthy and badly made cigars, as to benefit the white workmen.  The people should give the white laundries a chance.  They are perfectly safe in doing this, as all of them use the best and clearest of artesian water, and the most thorough general system of cleansing, which is not the fact with the Chinese and outside concerns.

- May 11, 1894, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 5.
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    Ah Jone Yet, of Dallas, who has been absent in China for three years, returned home yesterday via San Francisco.  Mr. Yet had some difficulty in landing at Frisco, but telegrams from Dallas fixed him all right.  He was accompanied on his return by a cousin, who lives at Corsicana.

- May 12, 1894, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 5, col. 3.
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Undertaker Smith Tells of Digging Up a
Red Headed Woman for a China-
man That Was Buried Here
Nine Years Ago.

     Ng Nan, a Chinaman, died yesterday at 295 Main street, his countrymen say of liver trouble.  He has been in this country a number of years and, for a long time, lived in Denison.  Recently, he removed to Fort Worth, and five days ago, came to Dallas, sick, and stopped with his cousin, Way Sing, where, as above stated, he died.
     The funeral took place from Smith’s undertaking shop at 10:30 a. m.
     The following were the pall bearers: Yee Wing, Ah Po, Ah Non and Way Sing. The only ceremony at the cemetery was that of burning the clothes of the deceased by the side of the grave.
Ng Nan is the second Chinaman buried here.  Undertaker Smith says about nine years ago, he buried a Chinaman in the potter’s field at public expense.  Several years afterwards, a cousin of the dead man came from San Francisco and employed him to dig up the remains so the bones could be sent to China, the Chinese having a superstition that if they are buried out of their own country, their spirits will not show up in the right place.
     The evening before the day on which the body was to be dug up, the Chinaman and his friends placed three loaves of bread and a peck of apples on the supposed grave and left them there over night.  Next morning, they instructed Mr. Smith to proceed to dig.  He did so, and to the great disappointment and grief of the cousin, instead of the dead Chinaman, he dug up a red-headed woman.  Mr. Smith says the way the Chinaman took on was one of the most touching exhibitions of grief he ever witnessed.  The Chinaman then tore paper into small bits and threw them up, believing the spirits would make them fall on the right grave, but they scattered in every direction, and the sorrowing relative had to give up all hope of finding the bones of the departed and reconcile himself to the belief that his soul was forever lost.

- June 23, 1894, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 8, col. 5.
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He Taxed His Fellow Countrymen in Dal-
las $2 Apiece to Permit Them to
Gamble, and Then Got Arrested.
New Chinaman in Town.

     There is trouble in the Chinese colony in Dallas.  The Chinese are said to be inveterate gamblers, and recently, several of them were indicted for infraction of the law, which is leveled against persons backing their judgment in the good old-fashioned way.  This was followed on yesterday evening by the arrest of Willie Foo, on an affidavit sworn to by Ah Hing.
     Foo gave bond for his appearance in Justice Lauderdale’s court.
     Foo, who has a store on South Ervay street, and who is preparing to open a restaurant on Main street, says it is all a put up job on him; that in the effort to break up gambling, he had the owners of the game indicted.  This not only incensed the owners, but also, those who bucked at the game, and they sought to get even by accusing him of playing Deputy Tax Collector and collecting from his country, $2 each, a month.
     A TIMES HERALD reporter interviewed a Chinaman, whose name he failed to grasp, at Sam Choi’s old stand.  This Chinaman said Foo borrowed some money from a Chinaman, and when it fell due, he threatened to have the lender indicted for gaming if he attempted to collect, and did have him indicted; that Foo did collect $2 from every Chinaman in town last month by representing himself as a wealthy Deputy Tax Collector.
     Having noticed a new Chinaman in town, dressed somewhat differently from the ordinary Chinaman, the reporter asked the Chinaman at Sam Choi’s, who the new comer was, and the Chinaman said:
     “He Clistian. Glot sloft jlogb. Tlabble in Melica and tell pleple (the Chinese) to glo Slunday Sklool.  Stay nice.  He clum Dallas, Flort Wut, Blelton, all alound. Clistians play [pay] him.  Stop Olient hotel.  Name Johnny Foo,” by which he meant to say that Johnny is a Christian missionary and is employed by the Christian sect to travel in America and induce the Chinese to go to Sunday school and be nice boys.

- June 19, 1895, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 2, col. 1.
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Ah Toy, a Restaurant Man,
Stricken With Heart

In His Restaurant This A. M.

Died an Hour Later at His
Home on Ross Avenue.


Joe Sing Quong Attributes His
Death to the Heat and
Too Much Watermelon.

    The biggest Chinaman in town is dead.
    His name was Ah Toy and he was one of the proprietors of the restaurant No. 196 Main street, better known as the Moen restaurant.
    He died suddenly at about 8 o’clock this morning, supposedly from heart disease.
    Ah Toy had lived in Dallas about three months, having come here from Galveston where he has a brother in the restaurant business.  He worked all last night at the restaurant and was on duty until about 7 o’clock this morning, when he was suddenly seized while about to sit down to breakfast.
    He slipped from the chair to the floor and was picked up by one of his assistants in a spasmodic condition.
    An eye witness said he was breathing like a wind-broken horse.
    He was put in a hack and taken to his home at 185 Ross avenue, where his cousin lives.
    Dr. Reeves was called in but the Chinaman was unconscious and remained so until he died.  Death was due to heart disease.
    His brother in Galveston was telegraphed and will arrive tomorrow morning and take charge of the remains.  It is very likely the remains will be embalmed and shipped to California.
    Toy was one of the partners in the Jim Wing Company, which operates two restaurants in Dallas.
    Joe Sing, one of the proprietors of the Moon, told a Times Herald reporter this afternoon that he attributed Toy’s death to too great an indulgence in ice cold watermelon and cold drinks.  Toy was very large and he thinks this caused his death.
    Toy had been complaining for several days of not feeling well.

- August 13, 1896, The Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 1, col. 5.
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Ah Toy, the Deceased Chinaman
Will not be Shipped
to Far Off China

Will Repose in Greenwood

Weird Scene Enacted as the
Corpse was Being Prepared
for Burial


His Brother Cannot Make the Long
Trip to ‘Frisco With the
Corpse, so He will be
Buried Here.

    A Times Herald reporter repaired this morning to the home of Ah Toy, the deceased Chinaman, who died yesterday at 185 Ross avenue.
    The death of [the] Chinaman is something out of the natural order of things, and the newspaper man imagined he would learn something of interest.
    A very small girl, possibly 4 years old, in a little blue gingham, volunteered the information that there was a dead Chinaman in there, pointing to the house, and that they were going to ship him to China.
    Unfortunately, the information from this mature young lady was not correct, as was discovered when a little Chinaman came to the door of the house, No. 185, in response to a knock.
    After some hesitation and a hurried conference with several other Celestials inside, the reporter was admitted.
    The crowd of morbid children that had collected around the undertaker’s wagon drawn up in front of the door, moved uneasily, and several of the more curious ones endeavored to squeeze past the small Chinaman into the house.
    These attempts were gently, but firmly, frustrated.  The door was closed, and the reporter ushered into a rear room, where Ah Toy lay in the habiliments of death.  He was dressed in a fine lilac-colored blouse and navy blue trousers.  On his feet were low tan shoes.
    Undertaker Loudermilk, who was preparing a large coffin to receive the dead and portly Chinaman, greeted the reporter.
    Five Chinamen, with queer, solemn faces, stood around the corpse, occasionally glancing curiously at the body of the dead Chinaman.  There were no evidences of grief, as expressed in the usual way.
    Just before the body was transferred to the coffin, one of the Chinamen came forward and dropped a silver half dollar into the empty case.
    Whether or not this was to propitiate the Celestial Jess, or reward the grim Charon for his trouble in ferrying the dead man’s soul across the lonely waters of Stix, is open to question.
    No information on this score could be gathered from the sad Celestials.
    The dead man was formerly a merchant in the Chinese quarter of San Francisco.
    One of the Chinamen volunteered the information, that while thus, he “broke” just like the Melican man.
    His brother, a well-to-do Chinaman, arrived this morning from Galveston.
    While the body was being prepared for burial, he was not present, but when all that was mortal of Ah Toy lay nicely fixed in the coffin, he was summoned in from the outside.
    He looked at his brother as he lay in the coffin, without any demonstration of grief noticeable, and then with Oriental stoicism, retired to the front room, where he remained sitting in a chair with his face to the wall, until all the arrangements were over.
    Contrary to accepted tradition, Ah Toy will not be shipped to far off China.  Neither will he be sent to ‘Frisco.
    He will be interred in Greenwood Cemetery at 3 o’clock to-day.
    His Chinese friends, about twelve in number, will be present.  They told the reporter that the funeral would be of the accepted type, and have nothing of an Oriental cast about it.

- August 14, 1896, The Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 8, col. 3.
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A News Reporter Interviewed the
Strangely Mated Couple -- Jim’s
Second Venture.

    A quiet wedding took place at 4 o’clock yesterday afternoon at the residence of Mr. James Wah, corner of Ross avenue and Lamar street.  The contracting parties were Mr. Wah and Mrs. Catherine Vaughan Bell.  Mr. Wah is a native of China, and is engaged in the laundry business.  Mrs. Vaughan Bell-Wah is a native of Kentucky, a member of the proud Anglo-Saxon race, and is a professional nurse.  Justice J. M. Skelton performed the ceremony.  A News reporter was given a tip that the celestial had taken unto his heart and home an American bride and made a bee-line for the Wah residence to extend his congratulations and obtain the details of the wedding.  When he arrived there, he found the doors locked and a gentleman in the next house remarked, “After an item?  Well, Jim and his new wife left after the knot had been tied and are calling on friends, I guess.  Call later and you’ll find Jim.”  At 9 o’clock, the scribe paid a second visit and found Mr. Wah in the front office busily engaged in sorting out soiled linen for to-day’s washing.  His face was all smiles.  He extended his right hand and said, “News man.  Velly good.  Me Jim Wah.  Aha! Aha!  Velly good.  News man, him wanted item?”
    The News reporter congratulated Mr. Wah and asked if Mrs. Wah was at home to representatives of the press.
    “Don’t say a word to him, Jim.  Don’t say a word,” were the words of warning wafted from a room on the right, evidently the sleeping apartments of the Wah domicile.  Mr. Wah heeded not the warning.  It was his wedding night, and he was willing that all the world should become acquainted with the fact that he had joy in his heart and was at peace with the world.  He appeared to enjoy the rather embarrassing situation, into which the representative of the News had been plunged.  “Don’t tell him a thing, Jim,” was the second warning from the bride.  Mr. Wah continued to smile and said nothing.  “Madame,” said the scribe, “I am in possession of all the facts connected with your rather romantic marriage, but prefer to have them from the lips of the party most concerned.  The News will publish your story without the addition of any spectacular frills.”  This broke the ice, and Mrs. Wah and The News reporter were on a friendly footing, at once, although separated by a partition and a portiere.  She said, in substance:
    “I married Jim Wah to-day, and I did not plunge headlong into wedlock with a Chinaman until I had given the subject calm and deliberate thought and careful consideration.  He loves me, and I love him, and we will get along all right.  For a Chinaman, he is very intelligent.  He is also very industrious, kind and considerate.  I do not regret the step which I have taken.”
    “Are you a Texan?”
    “No, I was born in Hopkinsville, Ky., thirty-five years ago and educated at Bardstown in a convent.  My maiden name was Katherine Vaughan.  My first husband was Dr. D. Bell, who belonged to one of the best families in Kentucky.  My married life was unhappy.  Finally, my husband deserted me and came to Texas.  At San Antonio, eight years ago, a person shot Dr. Bell, but did not kill him.  Dr. Bell died from the effects of the wounds inflicted.  I had one child, a boy, who is now in his ninth year.  My first marriage was a failure and I made up my mind to remain a widow.  I received an excellent common school education and a medical education, as well.  I am a trained nurse, and have worked in leading hospitals in San Francisco, St. Louis and other American cities.  I came to Texas three years ago, and have worked like a dog to support myself and my boy, Aloysius.  The little fellow has sold papers to assist me, and has done all in his power to aid his mother.  I have had bad luck in Texas, and the parties I have nursed for, declined to pay me a cent.  I was without money, and hence, could not get out of the state.  And so, I became the wife of Jim Wah.”
    “How long have you known Mr. Wah?”
    “I met him first last winter, but nothing was said about marriage until ten days ago.”
    “But when did you and Mr. Wah do your courting?”
    “Courting?  Why, there was no courting connected with it.  The ideal!”  and Mrs. Wah laughed heartily.
    “No courting, and yet married to-day.  Well, this is a queer way of doing business,” remarked the reporter, and Mr. Wah laughed and showed his white teeth.  He has a fair knowledge of English and enjoyed the conversation hugely.
    “No, there was no courting.  He loved me and told me so.  During the past three weeks, I have had three proposals of marriage.  Why, one of the offers came from a newspaper man.  He works for the (mentioning the name of a weekly newspaper).  I came to the conclusion that Jim Wah was the best man in the lot, and told him that I would accept his proposition and become his wife.  Jim has been attending Sunday school, and one or two members of the church where he has worshipped, tried to persuade him not to marry.  One of these parties told him that I was ‘no good.’  I have led a correct life and I produced letters from substantial parties and read the documents to Jim.  They did all in their power to keep him from marrying me, but he loved me and believed in me, and to-day, he visited the courthouse and secured the license.”
    “Have you relatives in Texas?”
    “An aunt in Dallas -- that’s all.  My father and mother are dead.  I have relatives in Kentucky.  You think it strange that I should marry a Chinaman.  Go to San Francisco, and you will see hundreds of white women -- good women, too -- whose husbands are celestials.  I know the Chinese character.  I studied the Chinese in San Francisco.  They are industrious, kind and upright.  They get along well with their American wives.  A Chinese husband is preferable to an American, who will get drunk, beat, starve and maltreat a woman, and perhaps desert her, in the end, for another woman.  I know my relatives will feel chagrined when they learn of my marriage, but I was compelled to fight the world for my own support and to raise my boy.  I am responsible for my own actions, and am willing to bear the consequences.”
    “But, the boy?  What has he to say anent [about] his new father?”
    “Well, poor lad, he doesn’t like it a little, but he will get used to it.  He is fearful that the boys will tease him because his mother married Jim Wah.”  There was a tremor in the voice of the bride that was easily detected by the scribe, but it escaped Jim Wah, evidently, as he was too full of bliss to notice trifles.
    “Mrs. Wah,” asked the News missionary, “pardon the presumption displayed, but are you a blonde or brunette?  A marriage notice without a description of the bride would be as barren of interest as the play of ‘Hamlet’ with Hamlet omitted.  My eyes can not penetrate the partition, and it is impossible at this hour to secure X-rays?”
    “I am very tired,” said Mrs. Wah, “but I am a blonde -- almost red-headed.”
    “Have you a photograph handy?”
    “No, and I don’t want my photo in The News.”
    In response to an urgent invitation of the reporter, Mrs. Wah rose from her couch, dressed and materialized.  She seated herself in a chair, the reporter mounted to a box and Mr. Wah leaned upon an ironing-board and listened attentively to the conversation that ensued.  Mrs. Wah is on the shady side of 30, has blue eyes, reddish hair and sharp features.  She is below the medium in height and will weigh 112 or 115 pounds.  She is a fluent talker, and for the next ten minutes, discussed her early life, her school days, her marriage, the death of her husband, her experience in Texas, and the circumstances leading up to her acquaintance with Jim Wah.
    “I have married him,” she said, “and I am going to make him a good wife.  I am confident that he will prove true and make me a kind and devoted husband.”
    The portieres parted at this juncture, and a little lad of 8 or 9 years came into the room and peeped into the face of The News representative.  “I am Aloysius Bell,” said he, “and I sell newspapers.”  The boy, whose stepfather is a celestial, is a manly little fellow, with large, blue eyes and flaxen hair.  The reporter then turned his attention to Mr. Wah.  “Jim,” said he, “is it true that this is your second venture?”
    Mr. Wah bowed assent.
    “Your first wife was a white woman?”
    Mr. Wah bowed again.
    “He was fooled the first time,” interposed Mrs. Wah.  “He secured a divorce from his first wife.  It was last May, I believe.”
    Mr. Wah then broke in” “Velly young woman.  Don’t like no more; velly young woman,” and the laundryman chuckled.
    “How many of your countrymen in Dallas have American wives, Jim?” queried the reporter.
    “Jim Koon and Willie Foo.  No more Chinamen white wives.  Velly good women.”
    The reporter again congratulated Mr. and Mrs. Wah, shook hands with the couple, cordially, and departed.  Just as he reached the sidewalk, Mr. Wah said: “Good night.  I think she velly good for me.  Put him in newspaper.”
    Jim Wah is 40 years old, has been in America fifteen years, and in Dallas, three years.  It is said that he is well-to-do, and has a snug bank account.

- August 31, 1896, The Dallas Morning News, p. 4, col. 5-6.
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Chinese Laundryman Suffers Loss
This Morning.

    Shortly after 10 o’clock this morning , fire which originated on the second floor of the house of Jim Wah, a Chinaman, at the corner of North Lamar street and Ross avenue, destroyed one of the oldest landmarks in the city.  The house for the past ten years has been occupied by Jim Wah, and was used as his residence and laundry.  The fire, which originated through a defective flue, not only destroyed the interior of the house and much of the furniture, but also burned up much of the washing which was ready for delivery.  There was no insurance on the house, and it has been some two years since Wah has paid his insurance.
    The house which was destroyed, is one of two, that for years, have stood side by side, at the corner of Lamar street and Ross avenue.  These two houses were built by W. J. Clark and J. H. Bryan, of the firm of Clark & Bryan, who were merchants in Dallas from 1867 until 1876.  The house which was damaged, was built by W.J. Clark on the site of the old compress in 1868.  In 1874, it was moved to the site it now occupies.  The house which adjoins it was built in 1867 by J. H. Bryan, and at the time, was considered one of the most up-to-date houses in the city.  Being a frame, it was veneered with brick on the inside.  For years, these houses were occupied by their owners.
    The fire was discovered in the absence of Mr. Wah, though he arrived home in time to assist his wife to a place of safety.  To a Times Herald reporter, Mr. Wah said:
    “I have no insurance on my furniture, but what makes me feel bad is that fact that much of the laundry has been destroyed.  My wife, too, is sick, and I don’t know just what I will do.”
    When the fire department arrived, the interior of the house was a mass of flames, though with several streams of water, the firemen confined the damage by fire to the rooms on the second floor, although everything on the first floor was flooded with water.

- May 9, 1907, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 3, col. 4.
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Sam Choi, Laundryman, Makes Bond
of $250 in Three Cases.

    Sam Choi, who runs a laundry at 153 South Ervay street, gave bond at the sheriff’s office yesterday evening in three cases, in which he was indicted by the present grand jury on charges of selling opium.  The bond in each case was fixed at $250; the alleged offense being a misdemeanor under the Texas law.
    Special Grand Jury Bailiff C. B. James and Alex Pegues worked up the evidence in this case, watching Sam Choi’s place for many days and nights, before they felt justified in bringing the case to the attention of the grand jury.  The offense is punishable by fine, the maximum limit being $200.

- December 4, 1908, Dallas Daily Times Herald, p. 4, col. 1.
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    Suits for damages amounting to approximately $16,000, have been filed with district clerk against the owners of the building at 910 Main street, which collapsed August 9.  The suits were filed by W. H. Atwell for the Chinese, who operated a cafe under the name of Jim Wing.
    The owners of the Jim Wing cafe ask damages in the amount of $4,935, for fixtures and stock lost when the building collapsed.  The owners of the cafe are listed as Joe Sehong, Joe Kylook, Joe Chong, Joe Yium, Jew Toung and Yue Chow Hoy.
    Jew Teung and Joe Wing ask damages for personal injuries in the amount of $10,370 and $831, respectively.

- November 20, 1920, Dallas Times Herald, p. 1, col. 1.
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