Having now no baggage and no companion, I told my employer that if he was willing, I would walk about a little and see the city and the people until he needed me.  I did not like to seem disappointed with my reception in the good land of refuge for the oppressed, and so I looked and spoke as cheerily as I could.  But he said, wait a minute—­I must be vaccinated to prevent my taking the small-pox.  I smiled and said I had already had the small-pox, as he could see by the marks, and so I need not wait to be “vaccinated,” as he called it.  But he said it was the law, and I must be vaccinated anyhow.  The doctor would never let me pass, for the law obliged him to vaccinate all Chinamen and charge them ten dollars apiece for it, and I might be sure that no doctor who would be the servant of that law would let a fee slip through his fingers to accommodate any absurd fool who had seen fit to have the disease in some other country.  And presently the doctor came and did his work and took my last penny—­my ten dollars which were the hard savings of nearly a year and a half of labour and privation.  Ah, if the law-makers had only known there were plenty of doctors in the city glad of a chance to vaccinate people for a dollar or two, they would never have put the price up so high against a poor friendless Irish, or Italian, or Chinese pauper fleeing to the good land to escape hunger and hard times.

AhSong hi.

LETTER IV

SanFrancisco, 18—.  Dear Ching-Foo:  I have been here about a month now, and am learning a little of the language every day.  My employer was disappointed in the matter of hiring us out to service to the plantations in the far eastern portion of this continent.  His enterprise was a failure, and so he set us all free, merely taking measures to secure to himself the repayment of the passage money which he paid for us.  We are to make this good to him out of the first moneys we earn here.  He says it is sixty dollars apiece.

We were thus set free about two weeks after we reached here.  We had been massed together in some small houses up to that time, waiting.  I walked forth to seek my fortune.  I was to begin life a stranger in a strange land, without a friend, or a penny, or any clothes but those I had on my back.  I had not any advantage on my side in the world—­not one, except good health and the lack of any necessity to waste any time or anxiety on the watching of my baggage.  No, I forget.  I reflected that I had one prodigious advantage over paupers in other lands—­I was in America!  I was in the heaven-provided refuge of the oppressed and the forsaken!