The Pride of PalomarKyne, Peter B. (Peter Bernard)
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The Pride of Palomar
Kyne, Peter B. (Peter Bernard)
Asian Americans -- Fiction; California -- Fiction; Ranch life -- Fiction; Western stories
"Well, now," Bill Conway began judicially. "I'll give Japan the
benefit of any doubts I have as to the sincerity with which she
enforces this gentlemen's agreement. The fact remains, however, that
she does not restrict emigration to Mexico, and, unfortunately, we have
an international boundary a couple of thousand miles long and
stretching through a sparsely settled, brushy country. To guard our
southern boundary in such an efficient manner that no Jap could
possibly secure illegal entry to the United States via the line, we
would have to have sentries scattered at hundred-yard intervals and
closer than that on dark nights. The entire standing army of the
United States would be required for the job. In addition to the
handicap of this unprotected boundary, we have a fifteen-hundred-mile
coast-line absolutely unguarded. Japanese fishermen bring their
nationals up from the Mexican coast in their trawlers and set them
ashore on the southern California coast. At certain times of the year,
any landlubber can land through the surf at low tide; in fact,
ownerless skiffs are picked up on the south-coast beaches right
regularly."
"Well, you can't blame the poor devils for wanting to come to this
wonderful country, Mr. Conway. It holds for them opportunities far
greater than in their own land."
"True, Mr. Parker. But their gain is our loss, and, as a matter of
common sense, I fail to see why we should accord equal opportunity to
an unwelcome visitor who enters our country secretly and illegally. I
grant you it would prove too expensive and annoying to make a firm
effort to stop this illegal immigration by preventive measures along
our international boundary and coast-line, but if we destroy the Jap's
opportunity for profit at our expense, we will eliminate the main
incentive for his secret and illegal entry, which entry is always very
expensive. I believe seven hundred and fifty dollars is the
market-price for smuggling Japs and Chinamen into the United States of
America."
"But we should take steps to discover these immigrants after they
succeed in making entry--"
"Rats!" the bluff old contractor interrupted. "How are we going to do
that under present conditions? The cry of the country is for economy
in governmental affairs, so Congress prunes the already woefully
inadequate appropriation for the Department of Labor and keeps our
force of immigration inspectors down to the absolute minimum. These
inspectors are always on the job; the few we have are splendid, loyal
servants of the government, and they prove it by catching Japs,
Chinamen, and Hindus every day in the week. But for every illegal
entrant they apprehend, ten escape and are never rounded up. Confound
them; they all look alike, anyhow! How are you going to distinguish
one Jap from another?
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