The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1894-11-15

had been a month gone from the port.
Pambe waited, too, but his Bombay
wife grew clamorous, and he was forced
TO sign in the Spicheren to Hongkong,
because he realized that all play and nc
work gives Jack a ragged shirt. In the
foggy China seas he thought a great
deal of Nurkeed, and when Elsass-Lo-
thringen steamers lay i'm port with the
Spicheren inquired after him and found
he had gone to England via the cape
on the Gravelotte. Pambe went to Eng
land ON the Worth. The Spicheren met
her by the More Light. Nurkeed was
going ont with her to the Calicut coast.
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Want to find q friend, my trap
mouthed coal scuttle?" said q gentle
man in the mercantile service. Moth
ing easier. Watt at the Nyanza docks
till he comes. Every one comes to the
Nyanza docks. Wait, you poor heath
en-" The gentleman spoke the truth.
There are three great doors in the world
whereat, if you stand long enough, you
shall meet any n you wish. The head
of the Suez canal is one, but there death
comes also. Charing Cross station is
the second-for inland work-and the
Naynza docks are the third. AT each of
these places are men and women look
ing eternally for those who will surely
come. So Pambe waited at the docks.
Time was no object to him, and the
wives could wait, as he did from day to
day, week to week, month to month,
by the Blue Diamond tunnels, the Red
Dot smokestacks, the Yellow Streaks
and the nameless dingy gypsies of the
sea that loaded and unloaded. jostled,
whistled and roared in the everlasting
fog. When money failed, a kind gentle
man told Pambe to become q Christian,
and Pambe became N with great speed,
getting his religious teachings between
ship and ships arrival and 6 or Z shil
lings a week for distributing tracts to
mariners. What the faith was Pambe
did not in the least care, but he knew
If he said, Native Ki-lis-ti-an, sar,'
to men with long black coats he might
get a few coppers, and the tracts were
vendible at o little public house that
sold shag by the ''dottel, which is
v smaller weight than the half
screw" which is less than the half
ounce and a most profitable retail trade.
But after eight months Pambe fell
sick with pneumonia, contracted from
long standing still in slush, and much
his will he was forced to lie
down in his two and sixpenny room,
against fate.
The kind gentleman sat by his bed
side and grieved to find that Pambe
in strange tongues, instead of
listening to good books, and almost
seemed TO become o benighted heather
again, till one day he was reused from
semistupor by a voice i'm the street by
the dockhead. my friend-he," whis-
pered Pambe. Call now-call Nurkeed.
God has sent himi'' He want
cd one of his own race" said the kind
gentleman, and going out he called
at the top Of his voice, |
and an excessively colored man in a
rasping white shirt and brand new Stops,
q shining hat and a breastpin turned
round. Many voyages had taught Nur-
keed how to spend his money and made
him o citizen of the world.
"Hii Yesr' said he when the situa-
lion was explained. Command him
black nigger-when ! was on the Saar-
bruck. Ole Pambe. Good old Pambe.
Dam lascar. Show him up, sar, /" and
followed into the room. One glance
old the stoker what the kind gentleman
lad overlooked. Pambe was desperately
ooor. Nurkeed drove his hands deep into
lis pockets, then advanced with clinch-
ID fists On the sick, shouting: "Hya,
Hyal Hee, ahi Hullal He'll
Cakiloi Takilol Make fast aft, Pambei
.ou know Pambe. You know me. Dek
10, jeel Lookl Dam big fat lazy las
ARP"
Pambe beckoned with his left hand.
His right was under his pillow. Muir
reed removed his gorgeous hat and
topped over Pambe till he could catch
faint whisper. How beautiful" said
he kind gentleman. How these orien-
ais love like childrenr'
Spit him out," said Nurkeed, lean
ng over Pambe yet more closely.
Touching the matter of that fish and
said Pambe-and sent the
.nife home under the edge of the rib
'one, upward and forward.
There was a thick, sick cough, and
he body of the African slid slowly from
he bed, his clutohing hands letting fall
shower of silver pieces, which ran
cross the room.
Now / can diei" said Pambe.
But he did not die. He was nursed
ack to life with all the skill which
honey could buy, for the law wanted
and in the end he grew sufficient
T convalescent to be hanged in due and
roper form.
Pambe did not care particularly, but
was a sad blow to the kind Christian
entleman. st. James Gazette.