Daily capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1896-1899, 1896-01-04

the run to Bombay from lack Of fresh
air. he only came ON deck to breathe
when all the world was about, and even
then heavy block once dropped from q
derrick within foot Of his head and an
apparently lashed grating ON which he
set his foot began to turn with the inten-
ton Of dropping him o.; tie cased cargo
10 feet below, and on insupportable
night the sheathknifc dropped from the
to'o's'le, and this time IL drew blood
So Nurkeed made complaint, and when
the Saarbruck reached Bombay 1ud ana
buried himself among 800. 900 ponph
and did not sign articles till the ship
had been month gone from tho port.
Pamhe waited, too, but his Bombay
wife grew clamorou and 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.
thringen steamers lay in 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 out with her to tho Calicut coast.
"Want to find friend, my trap
mouthed coal scuttle?" said a gentle
man in the mercantile service. Moth
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
whereat, if 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 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 Pambo waited at the docks.
Time was no object TO him, and the
wives could wait, rs he did from day to
day, week 20 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, kind gentle
man told Pambe to become Christian,
and Pambe became one with great speed
getting bis religious teachings between
ship and ships arrival and @ or 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-ti.an, sar,'
to men with long black coats he might
get few ooppers, and the tracts were
vendible at little public house that
sold shag by the "dottel," which Is
even smaller weight than tho halt
screw" which is less than the hall
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 bud.
side and grieyod TO find that Pambe
talked in strange tongues, instead oil
listening 10 good books, and almost
seemed to become q bonighted hoathen
again, till one day no was reused from
semistupor by voice in the street by
the dockhoad. "My friend-he, " whis,
pered Pambe. ''Call now-call Nurkoed.
Quick! God has sent himr' "Ho want
ed one of his own race, " said tho kind
gentleman, aud going out he called
"Nurkeedr' at Che top Of his voice,
and am excessively colored man in a
rasping white shirt and brand new slops,
a shining hat and breastpin turned
round, Many voyages had taught Nur-
keed how TO spend his money and made
him citizen Of the world.
"Hil Yesp said no when tho situa-
tion was explained. Command him
black nigger-when l was ON the Saar-
bruck. Ole Pambe. Good old Pambo.
Dam lascar. Show him up, sar," and
he followed into the room. One glance
told the stoker what the kind gentleman
had overlooked. Pambe was desperately
poor. Nurkeed drove his hands deep into
his pockets. then advanced with olinch-
ed fists on the sick, shouting: "Hya,
Pambel Hyal Hee, ahl Hullai He'll
TalIilol Takilol Make fast aft, Pambei
You know Pambe. You know me. Dek
no, jeel Lookl Dam big fat lazy las
carl"
Pambe beckoned with his left hand
His right was under his pillow. Nur.
keed removed his gorgeous hat and
stopped over Pambe till he could catch
a faint whisper. How beautifull" said
the kind gentleman. How these orien-
tails love like ohildrenp
"Spit him out, said Nurkeed, lean
ing over Pambe yet moro closely.
''Touohing the matter Of that fish and
onions" said Pambe-and sent the
knife home under the edge Of the rib
bone, upward and forward.
There was thick, sick cough, and
the body of the African slid slowly from
the bed, his clutohing hands letting fall
a shower Of silver pieces, which ran
noross the room.
NOW can die" said Pambe.
L. a 4 l. a.1