. Chinatown ballads . ws the Doctor by is name,Fer hes made a bunch o money and hes made a pile o fame;7Z THE CHAMBER OF TRANQUILLITY And is cures has killed more invalids thanall the plagues combined— WIch IS greatly to is credit and a blessin ofits kind. He was jest a Canton coolie six or seven years ago,Smuggled in from San Diego trough the leak in Mexico—Bossed a fruit ranch in Sonoma, bought a China drug store cheap,Came to Frisco wearin spectacles and seemed to know a there phoney-lookin letters painted on is window say: From a chilblain to a cancer I can cure you in a day. Dr.
. Chinatown ballads . ws the Doctor by is name,Fer hes made a bunch o money and hes made a pile o fame;7Z THE CHAMBER OF TRANQUILLITY And is cures has killed more invalids thanall the plagues combined— WIch IS greatly to is credit and a blessin ofits kind. He was jest a Canton coolie six or seven years ago,Smuggled in from San Diego trough the leak in Mexico—Bossed a fruit ranch in Sonoma, bought a China drug store cheap,Came to Frisco wearin spectacles and seemed to know a there phoney-lookin letters painted on is window say: From a chilblain to a cancer I can cure you in a day. Dr. Chun had one affliction, wat he couldntkill or cure; Twas is wife, who was a vixen of the Tar-tar brand fer sure— Wasnt like the common yeller gal, too bash-ful-like to speak, Fer the Quarter knowed the danger-sign wenMrs. Chun would squeak. And wen Sergeant Doyle heard windowscrash on Jackson Street hed say:74 a ^-K ^ .V !A, > Co (Xj as ^ ^. 52 .^ ?i. ^ ^ ,v ^, ^- ^ S- ^ ^v. ^ Cl » r^ ^ ?«. -1^. THE CHAMBER OF TRANQUILLITY Oh, thats jest the dear oV lady beatin HIng Gay. Dr. Chun was a philosopher o just and thoughtful mind;Wen is herb-cure killed a patient he would say: The gods is kind ;If is patient should recover he would say: The gods give life —But he had a special maxim in referrin to is ^en that lady wrecked the premises hed murmur piously: Lo I the Wise Man loves is neighbors and preserves tranquillity. One fine day wen Chun was walkin outa-lookin rather scratched, Wit is pigtail half unbraided and is ear atrifle patched, Old Wing Lee, the one-eyed goldsmith, says: Yer joss is bad to-day— Say, why dont ye git a wife that suits ye bet-ter, Chun Hing Gay? Chun, kow-towin, poked is fingers In issleeves and says, says he: * Rather seven hundred devils than anotherwife fer me! 75 THE CHAMBER OF TRANQUILLITY Wise physician/ leered the goldsmith, yeVe been wed a dozen years— Tell me, wheres yer honored children fer yerlabor and yer tears ? Man
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