Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-06-23


what sick.
MURDER he said.
And l stopped dOwn-and I wished I
hadn't. for it made me a little i'll. just a
tritie. We Went outside into the moon
light. and we came back again. We
looked at each other for awhile.
It's a dead man. sure enough. said
Jack. And We took those two boxes
out on the platform
1t required more than a little courage
and self-control to get a screw-driver
and hammer and burst one OF the box
eS open-and when we did get it open
it took a great deal more courage and
self-cOntrOl to stay right there
For there was white flesh. really
white flesh in that box although it was
partially covered with pieces Of grass
and fern. And we took a stick and
scraped that away, and 1t was whittier
flesh than ever
II don't know" said Jack; this looks
like murder. most certainly" He said:
Il wonder if we have unearthed a trag-
edy."
If we have, there's Cinnamon in it, "
said l. And / told him.
You can never tell what Chinaman
will do, anyhow said Jack.
so these are the boxes for Camp
Number Thirteen, l wonder if the Chi
namen at Camp Thirteen are canni-
bals?"
And then. sCrewinS up my courage,
and getting a piece Of sacking to lay
/ hold Of it by. | took that white flesh out
/ of the box. and il was manifeStly q
piece of hog.
But it is a curious thing that pigs and
humans should smell the same under
more than one condition. IL was a re-
/ lief to find out that it wasn't murder
after all-and then the thing became
/ comic, because I knew that those Chi
I namen would cavOrt about Eagle Pass,
/ and just simply raise hell after their
/ own fashion. They would come there
| and jabber TO me and curse me tiuently.
I expected to hear "Ki-hii Xiii. Muk-
\ ha-hOi-lor whereUpOn I should proba-
/ bly, throw a Chinaman into the lake. So
/ the whole business promised pretty de-
velopments
But we couldn't stand those two boX-l
es in the store or on the platform. We
| dragged them out further and buriet
| them on to the shingly beach. ore
stood the racket all night, and the other
one burst. and Oh-h-h. the smell that
poured out of it, IL defiled the might
it defiled thu hills it defiled the wlole
/ basin of the Eagle and ShUshwat.
don't believe there ever was fmeil
like il: a battlefield could hardly have
beaten it. The result was that Icould
not sleep in the stable. which wa few
yards away only. Jack very nearly
threw up his job at once; but he was
night Waterman. he had to stsy there.
/ He plugged up his noStrils wiA tobacco
and faced it out: he was hert-a nero.
And next morning the whole town rose
in arms. The boss came down and
tainted in his office, yet he was strong
man. The town extended Tor hair a
mile. The wind usually blew from the
west. but that smell went Up against the
/ wind and crawled like skirmishing
party TO the far extremity Of the town
and laid them all out cod. Those who
We're not cold got hot and they came
down TO the store and stayed there and
raved. and asked us what we had been
| doing-what we WERE manufacturing
Was il a chemical works? Was 1t some
cannibal canning company? What the
- were we doing, anyhow?
Someone. holder than the rest, came
right down TO the stOre-and he found
ont what it was. When they had re-
. covered the boss and told him about it,
Jack and / gave him an explanation OF
the business. Then he commanded us
TO take IL away. Jack wouldn't; he
said he would rather leave. l said l
wouldn't have any truck with it, no,
not any price. had had the trouble OF
finding it cut. and l wasn't going TO
touch it-nOt for dollars. Carey then
Went in he street and offered anybody
s. 10 come down and throw it into the
water. Ten men. who were dying for
drink. cook on the job; but they never
got through. They never got there.
They were carried away and given
I whisky in pure charity, and at the cost
of the town. They failed. Not even the
desire for a drink could get man TO do
IL And of course, if it was as bad as
mat i'm the morning when the sun was
not high. YOU can imagine what 1t was
like at noon. Eagle Pass was fairly de-
serted. They went and camped up on
the hills: they tried to climb above the
smell but it was impossible TO get away
from it, The very caribOO on the
mountains couldn't. A few of us had
TO stay TO look after the horses-they
were in. too.
And in the evening l perceived TWO
Cinnamon coming down the main
street evidently wondering what had
become of the inhabitants of the town.
There was not a soul about. The sa-
looms were doing no business-at least
no business in the tOwn-they had car
ried the entire stock up the hills and
were drinking it there in desperation.
Presently these fellows got to the
store. and one of them said TO me;
Eight DAYS ago me give you one lillee
piece of paper for Camp Thirteen.
And l caught him by the nape OF the
neck and ran him into the store and Out
on the platform. and threw him on top
of the CHASTITY pile below. His partner
followed him of his own accord-he was
a Chinaman. Nobody Will believe II
I don't really believe it myself now
when I think of it-bUt that Chlnaman
didn't die. He only picked himself up
and he said:
"Ki-hi. Xiii, Mukha-hoi-lo,
And l couldn't get down to him pc
cause of the smell. He inTenched MINI
self behind it; it was fort.
And then the pair of them lifted up
their voices and wept aloud, TO thlhN u
so much good pork spoiled. EVldenllY
there must have been dire trouble up
there at Camp Thirteen and these TWO