Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1896-06-26

and saw for the first time the great,
jagged, ragged hole made by that bent
spike thrown by her father. The iron
had dug deep, but the Chinaman had
plastered tho wound with the clean
waste taken from the Toulouse and had
wrapped his cue around 1t. Maggie re-
garded the hurt with little bit of wo-
manly horror, and then she thought Of
how her lover had walked all that night
through the sands with his head wreck
ed by her fathers effort and had not in
timated that no was injured at all
''He is worth it,. said Maggie. And
tenderly she dressed the wound, wash
ing it with the precious water Hong Foy
had carried in the great bottle HE is
worth It, :"
II you would have to guess ut the
smallest part Of that awful journey go
out on the Southern Pacific to the place
where the temperature is normally at
l40 in June at IL o'clock in the day
time, where the air is 50 hot that 1t
curls itself up, where the alkali Is baked
into powder finer than the finest powder
known to medicine, and without the
slightest breath Of mir to agitate it Sits
and scatters about over the face Of the
earth, being drawn up by the sun just
as you have heard Of water being drawn
up. 1t will be an unpleasant ride to
you, for you will leave your coat at
Ogden and your raiment along the right
Of way with great persistence. until in
the middle of the desert you will be
disgrace and will belong in the same
epoch as Adam and Eve, but you will
not think of Adam and Eve for they
lived where water was and grass and
trees and blossoms, and ii would make
you insane to think Of those as you look
ed out on tho writhing blue lines Of
mountains millions of miles away
Mountains which you SEQ here this mo-
ment and which are gone when you look
again. And beating, beating, beating
with might that makes your head
thump is tho great world consuming
sun.
Yes, il you would like to guess about
Maggie and Hong Foy--the crippled
Hong Foy--and their IL days parching,
furnishing, agonizing journey until they
walked out of denth and into green
line of paradise which ran along n clear
river. you must go there and do it for
yourself, And at the end OF the jour
ney, if you ever get to the end of Ii,
perhaps you will fall fainting and
deathlike at tho margin of the stream
as Hong Foy did, or perhaps you will
drop on your knees and pray M did
Maggie.
1.-THE only thing in the cabin, said
Graves, (which plainly was not made
out Of the things hereabout il great
bottle which is apparently for water. /
woEdcr where ii came from"
II DON'T" said the driver of the
water wagon. "What want to know
is about that there humpy lookin camel
beast that the boy mot US on. Tell me
where that thing came from and I'll go
home satisfied.
"They don't know themselves, -" said
Ford. ''They only know no came in
here one day, and the woman says no
was sent by God to help the Chinee
haul wood in winter time, but the Chi
naman insists that no was created out
Of the alkali or something, from what l
gather in talking to him, as u special
gift Of his joss. The boy says nothing
consider that beast the greatest object
lesson in the Cancellation OF religious
disputes that ever struck, for while
holding these different views they don't
quarrel about him. The real explana-
ton Is probably that he Is the offspring
Of some of those camels tho United
States government bought over from
Africa several years ago for use in the
Arizona army posts, but which turned
out failure and were let loose to roam
where they would :"
II suppose, said Graves, THAT you
will say in your report that the red
headed, half Chinese kind il the natural
child of the desertf"
YES II this land of heat and hard
ship is over to be peopled, / think that
will be the breed for itl''
did it ever strike you, said Graves
to Ford. after they had got back to civ.
ilization, chow that Chinese friend Of
yours and his wife and child out there
In that desert are 80 fond of one anoth-
er?''
Graves" said Ford, "the word
love always seemed to me to be u sort
Of sickly one for grown man to use
III tanning W Hbotii'i, Dhb wv y1u huoW
that is what / would call that caseP
don't think I'd say fond.
II don't understand ID at all. " Graves
well, You know there's no rule for
that kind Of thing, old man. Love IL
something you can't cipher out like
your latitude and your longitude. -
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