"No!" "There are the Chinese field hands," said Mrs.Hale; "you must correct your ideas, and really allow them some humanity, Kate.

John says they have a very good compulsory school system in their own country, and can read and write." "That would be of little use to you here alone if--if--" Kate hesitated.
"If what ?" said Mrs.Hale smiling.

"Are you thinking of Manuel's dreadful story of the grizzly tracks across the fields this morning?
I promise you that neither I, nor mother, nor Minnie shall stir out of the house until you return, if you wish it." "I wasn't thinking of that," said Kate; "though I don't believe the beating of a gong and the using of strong language is the best way to frighten a grizzly from the house.

Besides, the Chinese are going down the river to-day to a funeral, or a wedding, or a feast of stolen chickens--they're all the same--and won't be here." "Then take Manuel," repeated Mrs.Hale.

"We have the Chinese servants and Indian Molly in the house to protect us from Heaven knows what! I have the greatest confidence in Chy-Lee as a warrior, and in Chinese warfare generally.