In the morning they all went together to the newly discovered treasure, which proved to be a large tract of the richest placer-diggings ever known.
In six months they were all rich men, and left the mountains for their different homes, blessing forever Ching Chong Chinaman.
About that time a good ship sailed for China, and on the deck sat the happy Ching Chong, and all his great wealth was on board.
After a prosperous voyage, he reached his dear, native land, and was able to give his friend the merchant, an account of himself, so satisfactory that he rewarded him with the hand of his daughter, the beautiful Ah Zore, and in all Hong Kong there could not be found a happier man than Ching Chong Chinaman.
ZALETTA.
Once upon a time there lived in a little cane hut on the borders of a hacienda, a poor old Mexican woman and her grandchild.
The parents of the little one were both dead, and the old woman maintained herself and the child by spinning, sewing, and washing for the rich Spaniards, to whom all the fine houses and cultivated lands of the country belonged.
The mother of the child had been a beautiful señorita of good family. She foolishly loved and married the poor but light-hearted Mexican, who would have given his life for her, but could not shield her from the misfortunes which poverty and sickness brought upon them.