The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1899-10-21
The CRIMSON MAGNET
on
The Electrical Adventures Of an American in Ah5eea
Hunting for His Affinity.
Nv /. .. FaGHN.
BY ]. .. FaGaN.
GopyHght. 5000 % FS

are some of the consultations of a GER
tain traveller who is dreaming away
the evening of a life that has been
busy, romantic and strange. Like the
rest of creation, I stand in the middle
OF the ages, with the past behind me
and the future ahead.
] look forward.
] consult the wisdom of the doctors,
the conMndrums of the philosophers,
and the religions of the pious. ] say
to them n and all, ..Watchman, what
of the night that is coming on? Tell
me, has death a futurepp"
The answer is a chaos of wrangling
ana dispute. 1t is like a witches cal
dron into which they all pour their
drugs. theii%simples and their charms,
and Tor satisfaction and result they
get vapor.
Bnt.thls vapor clears away once IN a
WINE and then poor fools like my
self can look once more upon the mon
ser with the virgins face, the old ia
millar sphinx, seated. on the sands of
Egypt, bnslly counting. the centuries
a. !hey pass, out making no sign n
giving up no secrets to the clamor and
petltion OF the children OF men.
30 Q many such reasons say to
myself, Let the future bury its dead,
u not the past; for the past has some
pictures that | cannot, for very love of
them, turn 70 the wall, and some
strange happenings which have
never been able to explain. Let me
tell Won a story about some Of them.
santos rs the name OF a city in Bra
I'll. When i'll the course of u wan
uerlngs III South America Jack Clipper
II ! paid it a visit, it was u place OF
some Importance and we thoughttlts
MY railroad was quite a remarkable
one.
y few hours ride over swamps and
through dense thickets brings you to
the foot of the S~ierras. These moun-
aims rise abruptly to- height of four
or five thousand feet and the coaches
are hauled up the faces Of them by
stationary engines, located on pla-
teans at regular intervals. The conn-
Try through, which this road passes is
of the widest and weirdest nature inn
aginabls. and at that time very little
was known about the few Indians or
wild men who passed their lives in the
jungle or wandered through the viz
gin forests of the Sierras.
But the authorities III these sub
jects, the old razilian planters and half
breeds, told strange stories about the
aborigints, stories of marvellous cures,
IF rescues from the jaws of death. as
well as tales of d%eyination and for
tune telling surprising the widest
lrcam of the modern spiritualist or
%.lairvoyant.
Clipper was very much interested in
he place; in fact. lie said the prompt
ngs of the crimson magnet would not
allow him to leave the neighborhood.
So we simply remained in the city and
awaited developments.
One evening l was sitting at dinner
in the Hotel Europa, which was the
best in the city, but we thought it the
worst in creation. remember if you
didn't like stewed monkey you could
fall back on fried Lizards, and if these
went against your grain, great horrid
rats would sometimes jump onto the
table and scamper off with the reject
ed delicacies right under your nose.
What / did manage to eat on this
soccasionI was trying to forget over a
bottle. of wine and a cigar, when Clip
per came into the oom. He had been
away for a week, L didn't know where.
He looked strangely flushed and
tired. lie begged me to come to his
room He wished to tell me some
thing, an adventure, 1 must come at
once. So we made ourselves comforta-
BILE for the evening, and this is what
Jack said to me:
Hans, old fellow" he commenced,
~ am in great distress and if you had
told me a week ago that an old dried
up Indian bag could perpleX and be-
wilder Jack Clipper in this way, !
should have taken you somewhere for
treatment. But now honestly be-
lieve if it were not for the plans we
have made and the shame OF the thing
should defy fate and witchcraft, re-
main in Brazil and marry the old hays
granddaughter think You have seen
Little Pinta. You may call her a
gypsy girl If you like, but tell you
h is q princess and a heroine to boot.
You always was q 1901 70
get up at five in the morning and to
go wandering round ,ne harse anu
me nnntlng ! anu low ios
1879
taxing d rose ron my spueeon-npie
ana weaving :, mo her Shaggy, oiaen
hair: AZ frst she wondered ana
locke frightened Wheh ! aia SO Du1
one 70 my surprise, she
ooked pleased called me Masnka,
TOOK hold OF my mans ana KISSED ~ SO
sentiS una niodes1ly tha,. knew ~
was my urn 70 oiush ana 70 Wonoe
she speaks 3fort'guese apout as
wei as Q
"sWhnt is Masuka" said !.
III good one, She replied.
"'yVho told you that | am good?
1.-The grandmother
"tVNhat is the grandmother?
oh, she is q hoop. She lives III n
hole in the ground, up in the noun
tains yonder.'
"How can she possibly know that l
am good?'
She knows everything. She is
very old; she tells fortunes. She has
the eye.
What eye, my child|
"'Th Indian Eye
az don't quite understand: but you,
Pinta, you believe it, you trust me??'
"tOh, yes you are Masuka. That is
all I ARE to know.
$50 0 see, Hans, after that | used