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
"My valley'" he managed to murmur presently. "My beautiful San
Gregorio! Japs! Japs!"
"I hadn't the faintest idea that information would upset you so," the
girl protested. "Please forgive me."
"I--I come from the San Gregorio," he cried passionately. "I love
every rock and cactus and rattlesnake in it. _Valgame Dios_!" And the
maimed right hand twisted and clutched as, subconsciously, he strove to
clench his fist. "Ah, who was the coward--who was the traitor that
betrayed us for a handful of silver?"
"Yes; I believe there is a great deal of the Latin about you," she said
demurely. "If I had a temper as volcanic as yours, I would never,
never go armed."
"I could kill with my naked hands the white man who betrays his
community to a Jap. _Madre de Dios_, how I hate them!"
"Well, wait until your trusty right hand is healed before you try
garroting anybody," she suggested dryly. "Suppose you cool off, Mr.
Pepper-pot, and tell me more about this terrible menace?"
"You are interested--really?"
"I could be made to listen without interrupting you, if you could bring
yourself to cease glaring at me with those terrible chile-con-carne
eyes. I can almost see myself at my own funeral. Please remember that
I have nothing whatsoever to do with my father's business affairs."
"Your father looks like a human being, and if he realized the economic
crime he is fostering--"
"Easy, soldier! You're discussing my father, whereas I desire to
discuss the Yellow Peril. To begin, are you prejudiced against a
citizen of Japan just because he's a Jap?"
"I will be frank. I do not like the race. To a white man, there is
nothing lovable about a Jap, nothing that would lead, except in
isolated cases, to a warm friendship between members of our race and
theirs. And I dare say the individual Jap has as instinctive a dislike
for us as we have for him."
"Well then, how about John Chinaman?"
His face brightened.
"Oh, a Chinaman is different. He's a regular fellow. You can have a
great deal of respect and downright admiration for a Chinaman, even of
the coolie class."
"Nevertheless, the Chinese are excluded from California."
He nodded.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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