The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-05-26

( For there was white flesh, really white
! flesh. in that box. although il was partial
/ " covered by pieces Of grass and fern.
and we took stick and scraped that
away. and IL was whittier flesh than ever.
i don't know" said Jack. this looks
Ike murder. most certainly" He said:
l wonder il we have unearthed a trag-
cdy2''
If we have. there's Cinnamon in it,
said J. And I told him.
You can never tell what a Chinaman
VIII do, anyhow" said Jack
so these are the boxes for Camp Num-
Der Thirteen, I wonder II the Cinnamon
at Camp Thirteen are cannibals2"
And then, screwing up my courage. and
getting piece Of sacking TO lay hold of il
by took that white flesh out Of the box.
and il was manifestly a piece Of hog.
But 1t is a curious thing that pigs and hu-
mans should smell the same under more
than one condition. II was a relief 70 find
out that II wasn't a murder after all-and
then the thing became comic. because /
knew that those Cinnamon 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
fiuently. I expected TO hear "Ki-hii XIII!
Mukha- hOi-lo" whereupon I should proba-
bly, throw Chinaman into the lake. So
the whole business promised pretty devel-
Opments.
But we couldn't stand those two boxes in
the store or on the platform. We dragged
them our further, and hurled them on 10
the shingly beach. One stood the racket
all right, but the other one burst, and Oh-h-
h. the smell that poured out Of IT, II de-
filed the night--it dedled the hills-it de-
filed the whole basin OF the Eagle and the
Shushwap. / don't believe there ever was
a smell like It; a battlefield could hardly
have beaten Il. The result was that
couldn't sleep in the stable, which was
few yards away only. Jack very nearly
threw up his job at once; but he was
night-watchman. he had got TO stay there.
He plugged up his nostrils with tobacco
and faced it OUT he was a hero-a hero!
And next morning the whole town rose
in arms. The boss came down and tainted
in his Office. yet he was a strong man. The
town extended for half a mile. The wind
usually blew from the west, but that smell
went up against the wind and crawled like
a sldrmishng party to the far extremity
of the town and laid them all out colo.
Those who were 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
it a chemical works? Was it some cannibal
canning company? What the were we
doing, anyhow?
Someone. holder than the rest came
right down to the store-and he found out
the boss and told him about 1t. Jack and
gave him an explanation of the business.
Then he commanded us to take it away.
Jack wouldn't: he said he would rather
leave. / said | wouldn't have any truck
with 1t. no. not at any price. l had had
the trouble of finding 1t out, and 1 wasn't
going TO touch it-not for dollars. Carey
then went in the street and offered any
body s. to come down and throw IL into the
water. Ten men. who We're dying for a
drink. took on the job; but they never got
through. They never got there. They
were carried away and given whisky in
pure charity, at the cost of the town
They failed. Not even the desire for a
drink could get a man to do II. And of
course II 1t was as bad as that i'm the
morning when the sun was not high. you
can imagine what 1t was like at noon.
Eagle Pass was fairly deserted. They went
and eamped up on the hills; they tried to
climb above the smell; but 1t was impossi-
BILE to get away from It. The very cariboo
on the mountains couldnt. A few of us
had TO stay to look after the horses-they
were i'll, too.
And in the evening / perceived two Chi
namen coming down the main street, evil
IDENTIFY wondering what had become of the
inhabitants of the town. There was not a
soul about. The saloons were doing no
business-at least, no business in the town
hills and were drinking it there in des-
peration.
Presently these fellows got to the store
and one of them said to me- Eight days
ago me give you one lille plce 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 fol-
lowed him of his own accord-he was a
Chinaman. Nobody will believe It'll don't
really believe 1t myself now when l think
of it-but that Chinaman didn't die. He
only picked himself up and he said:
"Ki-hi! ki-til Mukhahoilor'
And l couldn't get down to him because
of the smell He entrenched himself be-
hind it; il was a fort
And then the pair of them lifted up their
voices and wept aloud, to think of so much
good pork spoiled. Evidently there must
have been dire trouble up there at Camp
Thirteen and these two fellows were the
contractors; they had lost money and
probably got abused. All of the people who
had the strength of mind came down and
commanded the Cinnamon to take the
stuff away and bury it, and hide their
crime. And they proceeded to do it, but
they didn't get a spade and bury it-they
had started to clean it up. They absolute
~ proposed that some one should eat it
AFTER all. 1ney spread II out TO dry and
then-the perfume beggars description.
We left.
When we came back they had taken a
boat and put il in and rowed away with
it, coolly, coldly, absolutely pulling the
oars, showing a certain amount of
strength and dexterity. 1t made all the
white men simply quail-they just wilt
ed" They said: 1--WE give it up. It's no
good being Caucasians; it's no good being
AY1,arinaN1Cs itfC mr. Tl,-its
King George men and Boston men are all
a "cultus" lot. The Chinese are going to
have this place, and by - if the Chinese
would only bring packages like that and
spread it over the universe they could
have the whole pile for anything we carer
This is the story of the taking of Eagle
Pass.