Nick Carter Stories No. 120, December 26, 1914: An uncanny revenge; or, Nick Carter and the mind murderer.Carter, Nicholas (House name)
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Nick Carter Stories No. 120, December 26, 1914: An uncanny revenge; or, Nick Carter and the mind murderer.
Carter, Nicholas (House name)
Detective and mystery stories, American -- Periodicals; Popular literature -- Periodicals
“For the first time in my life I was thoroughly overcome; and, sinking
down, I remained in a semiunconscious state for several minutes. When I
fully recovered, Grant and the overjoyed negroes held me up, and pointed
out the boa, which was still writhing in its death agonies. I shuddered
as I looked upon the effects of its tremendous dying strength. For yards
around where it lay, grass and bushes and saplings, and, in fact,
everything except the more fully grown trees were cut quite off, as
though they had been trimmed by an immense scythe.
“The monster, when measured, was fifty-one feet two and a half inches in
extreme length, while round the thickest portion of its body the girth
was nearly three feet, thus proving, I believe, to be the largest
serpent that was ever authentically heard of.”
POWERFUL BEGGARS.
The Chinese are more charitable than they have been given credit for.
They give freely, especially on occasions of public or private
rejoicing.
Beggars are numerous everywhere, and are organized into a sort of union
or guild, with a master at the head, whose word is law to his mendicant
subjects, and whose laws are as unchanging as those of the Medes and
Persians. No man can be buried without a large share of “funeral baked
meats” falling to the lot of the beggars’ guild.
No person is allowed to marry by this powerful union unless he or his
friends pay a tribute to the king of beggars, in the shape of a big
feast and a sum of money.
The last varies from one to five hundred dollars, according to the means
of the tribute payer. The feast must consist of as good food as is
served to the wedding guests.
On this the beggar king and his cabinet dine, with as much gusto, if not
as much ceremony, as the Emperor of China when feasting his ministers.
In almost every city you will find a beggars’ guild. The subjects of any
one king vary in number, according to the size of the city. These kings
of China’s submerged millions, whose territories consist of streets,
gutters, bridges, and doorsteps, and whose subjects have been won for
him by poverty, accident, vice, and disease, exercise a patriarchal sway
and dispense a rough and primitive justice. The office is not
hereditary, but elective, and tenable for life.
The beggar king lives in a house that is almost a palace, compared to
the miserable shelter that his subjects have to be contented with. Not
infrequently he grows rich from the tribute paid him by the people of
the upper crust of society. He has powerful means of enforcing his
demands. He has means of annoyance which the police are unable to put a
stop to.
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