Western Union operators in Boston were puzzled, last week, by a number of enigmatic telegrams sent from their station to various parts of the U. S. The messages appeared, at first glance, to be in code, but a closer scrutiny revealed that they were merely lists of names—Chinese names. Did some sinister purport lodge in these formal messages—a hint of vague hatreds, of malice palely half-smiling from faces as yellow as the telegraph blanks, and as inscrutable? It was hard to be sure. The police,...
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