Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1895-09-02

FamDe waited, too but his Bombay /
wife grew clamorous. anu he was forced
to sign in the Spicheren to Hongkong, |
because he realized that all play and no |
work gives Jack ragged shirt In the
foggy China seas he thought great |
deal of Nurkeed. and when Elsass LO |
thringon steamers lsy in port with the |
Spicheren inquired after him and found |
he had gone 10 England via the cape |
on the Gravolotte. Pambe went to Eng
land on the Worth. The Spicheren mot
her by the More Light. Nurkeed was
going out with her to the Calicut coast.
"Want to find friend, my trap
mouthed coal scuttlep" said a gentle
man in the mercantile service. "Noth-
ing easier. Wait 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
whuroat, il you stand long enough, you
shall meet any one you wish. The head
Of the Suez canal is one, but there death
comes also Charing Cross station is
the socond--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 Christian,
and Pambe became one with great speed,
getting his religious teachings between
ship and ships arrival and 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
IL he said, Native Ki-lis-t ti.an, sar,
to men with long black coats he might
get a few coppers, and the tracts were
vendible at little public house that
sold shag by the "dottel." which Is
even 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
against his will he was forced to lie
down in his two and sixpenny room,
raging against fate.
The kind gentleman sat by his bed
side and grieved to find that Pambe
talked In strange tongues, instead OF
listening to good books, and almost
I seemed TO become benighted heathen
again, till one day he was reused from
semistupor by q voice in the street by
) the dockhead. "My friend-he," whis-
, pered Pambe. "Call now--call Nurkeed.
/ Quiok God has sent himl" HE want
cd one Of his own race, said the kind
gentleman, and going out he called
Z "Nurkeedp' at the top Of his voice,
z and All excessively colored man in a
0 rasping white shirt and brand new slops,
a shining hat and breastpin turned
o round. Many voyages had taught Nur'
z keed how 10 spend his money and made
8 him a citizen Of tho world.
i "Hil Yesl" said he when tho situa
d tion was explained. Command him
o black nigger-when l was on the Saar
n bruck. Ole Pambe. Good old Pambe
|, Dam lascar. Show him up. sar, " ant
o no followed into the room. One glano'
O told the stoker what the kind gentleman
a had overlooked. Pambe was desperatel,
l. poor. Nurkeed drove his hands deep int
o his pockets, then advanced with clinoh
y ed fists ON the sick, shouting: "Hya
y Pambel Hyal Hee, ahl HULA Heb
y Takilol Takilol Make fast aft Pambe
n You know Pambe. You know me. Del
d no, jeel Look Dam big fat lazy las
+ carl"
y Pambe beckoned with his left hand
d His right was under his pillow. Nur
= keed removed his gorgeous hat an
d stopped over Pambe till he could cato
rt faint whisper. "How beautiful sal
X the kind gentleman. "How these orien
l. tails love like childronW
1t "spit him out, said Nurkeed. lean
10 ing over Pambe yet more closely.
10 "Touching the matter Of that fish an
10 onions" said Pambe-and sent tn
N knife home under the edge Of the RI
N bone, upward and forward.
a. There was a thick, sick cough, an
10 the body of the African slid slowly froI
N the bed, his clutohing hands letting ia
r a shower Of silver pieces, which ra
O. across the room.
ID "Now can diel" said Panlbe.
g, But he did not die. He was nurse
] back to life with all the skill whic
40 money could buy. for the law wante
at him, and in the end he grew sufficien
90 ly convalesoent to be hanged in due an
proper form.
to Pambe did not care particularly, b'
ig Il was a sad blow to the kind Chrisha
q gentleman. James Gazette.
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