But they are very suspicious. Once, when Bishop
Tuttle was with us, he wanted a pair of boots blackened, and set them
in his room where Hang could see them, and on the toe of one he put a
twenty-five cent piece. Hang blackened the boots beautifully, and then
put the money back precisely where it was in the first place. Then he
came to me and expressed his opinion of the dear bishop. He said,
"China-man no stealee--you tellee him me no stealee--he see me no
takee him"--and then he insisted upon my going to see for myself that
the money was on the boot. I was awfully distressed. The bishop was to
remain with us several days, and no one could tell how that Chinaman
might treat him, for I saw that he was deeply hurt, but it was utterly
impossible to make him believe otherwise than that the quarter had
been put there to test his honesty. I finally concluded to tell the
bishop all about it, knowing that his experience with all kinds of
human nature had been great in his travels about to his various
missions, and his kindness and tact with miner, ranchman, and cowboy;
he is now called by them lovingly "The Cowboy Bishop." He laughed
heartily about Hang, and said, "I'll fix that," which he must have
done to Hang's entire satisfaction, for he fairly danced around the
bishop during the remainder of his stay with us.
Faye was made post quartermaster and commissary as soon as he reported
for duty here, and is already hard at work.
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