The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-02-04

Strips from a torn shirt bandaged his
face, where a BOer bullet had plowed
his cheek and cut away a portion OF
his chin He had lost blood, but, when
still miles away from their destination
he SWayed in his saddle more than the
wound seemed to warrant Wyvil
pressed close TO him and thrust MS arm
under the others.
"Old man" said he, sis it bleeding
fresh?''
Lawrence steadied himself resolute-
" and shook his head. but Wyvil him
self, unscathed, looked anxious.
Look here" he said, that little Hol-
lander medicine man don't seem half
bad. you know, but ne was in a hurry
when he patched YOU up. 1 think we'd
better ret this Boer fellow to let US
drop he rear and have the doc make
another examination. Honest. you
know, you look pretty near dead"
Rot. old boy" Lawrence almost
gasped, Thank you, all the same III
manage to Pretoria, but it hurts-it
hurts"
Farther on he spoke again, with pain
'Wyvil" he said, ''if they don't shoot
you, you're going homer"
And you, too, hope"
Lawrence laughed with weak grim
ness.
It can never go home" he said. But
wait a m0ment-it hurts-it hurts
Why didn't those beggars finish me
quick like Donne2 Look here. I've lost
my pocketbook Somewhere. There was
an address in tiny wife
old chap"
Il want you to see her-her address
! is Iost-but 1 can remember it. 1 want
you to see her and tell her that I-died
| honorably, and-and, my God, how it
hurts
wait until we are-wherever they
are taking US What makes you talk
Of dying from a cut in the cheek? Hal
| Ioa! Look out Wacht!"
Lawrence had turned gray. had
| swayed, had fallen into Wyvips arms.
as the latter leaped down to catch him
/ The guard rode up and the procession
moved on, passing them. The doctor
| gallOped to the prisoner and made a
/ quick examination. The bandaged
wound was doing well. The trouble was
not there. The doctor opened the coat
/ and shirt, and found a bleeding wound
| in the side.
Eye gods" cried Wyvil He never
mentioned this! No wonder he looked
so CHASTITY. Why. he must have suffered
! like blazes all those miles!"
''Verdamter." the Disguised doctor
/ exclaimed. He must be in a hurry to
die! His clothes are soaked in blood"
| The man was patched up, placed in a
I jOlting wagon and so gained the prison
( at Pretoria, half dead. He tainted as
/ he was carried in, and, when he came
to himself, he saw that he was in
room crowded with his comrades-some
wounded, some utterly miserable, some
| recklessly Indifferent. He lay in a cor
ner, and the next day the faithful Wy
[ Vii Exr HI cid tar
| why did you not tell Of that bullet
wound?" his friend asked reproaeh-
4 fully. mo wonder you nearly fell from
/ your saddle. It's a wonder yoU did not
! die in it,
It's a pity said Lawrence.
| WyviI looked at him vexedly.
! Look here, Lawrence" he said,
/ this is cOnsummate bosh, you know.
! I have no right to inquire into your
/ private affairs Most of the men in our
/ ranks have done something at home,
/ and perhaps you have. have. But.
/ D, hang it, nothing is bad enough to
make a fellow commit suicide, and
/ that's what you seem to be up to-.
ct isn't suicide-it was an honest
/ bullet"
! "PoppytaIk! sophlstry! You're in a
/ bad way, but it might have been
| mended Now, forget all about that
/ thing at home, whatever it was. Be a
man and get we'll; have another try for
! the stakes
7 was innocent of any wrong doing
| at home 1t was out here I went to the
devil. Put your hand in my breast Do
you feel rubber packet Cut the
/ string around my neck. Now open it. >"
Wyvil opened the thin package and
produced the photograph of a woman
! and little child.
Your wife?" said he. ''She is lovely.
| Now, look here. old man, you're going
! back to her"
Il can't" said Lawrence, hopeIessly
and his voice was weak. Let me look
/ She was pretty. I'd like to see the boy
4 once, too. You would not think it.
/ Wyvil. but my father and she between
/ them pushed me off the ladder-sent
me to the devil IN the DEVILS land. Give
/ me some water-I fell love her yet,
4 Wyvil!"
Don't try to talk"
You will know her? Look on the back
I and see if her name is not there-then
/ let anybody else.
1T is TOO dark here; let me take it to
/ the light at the door
1 He sIipped away and when he came
/ back a stra niger in citizen dress who had
/ been silently moving among the prisoners
! was standing over Lawrence, VINO, rdlS6c
/ on his elbow. was looking up at him des-
/ peUately and dgh2ntly.
You've got me at last" said Law
renee.
I think So and I suppose I have a
claim on you prior to that of Paul kru-
/ ger" the stranger cooIy replied = You We
/ changed names pretty often of late
What's up?" cried WyvI, coming back
Excuse me, sir, but my. friend is badly
| wounded. Even the exertiOn Of talking
Il think. in that case the stranger
/ said calmly, I can get an order 10 have
/ him removed to the hospital on the hill. p"
/ You know him, thenZ Thank you.
mo" cried the wounded raider with
violence. You would have me get well,
How? What's the matter?' WyvH
The fact is that have warrant here
/ for the arrest OF your friend, Robert Law
/ renee, for a murder in Johannesburg two
I weeks ago.
WyviI TecOiled from the hand Lawrence
/ held out to him appea1ingiy.
1t was in fair Tight he whispered in
| despair.
You will have. some difficulty to prove
that" the detective remarked.
/ 4 swear it." said Lawrence, and then.
/ as Wyvu held 5!Oof, pale and aSitated,
the sick man with q sudden wrench tore
the bandage5 from his side. and the
/ wound. TUdely opened, bled prOfusely. In
an instant WyvH forgot what he had just
/ heard and Ieaped to render aid, but the
| detective was before him.
You go and send for the prison doc
/ tor" said he, and WyVtl ran. Going to
| the door, he was just in time to meet a
/ lady and boy who were being ushered in.
! The 3ady's face was fresh IN his memory,
/ older. but the same-the face of the pho
1 tCgraph-
/ Lady Norer he cried in astonish-
/ ment, as the name on the picture
! flashed to mind Inc lady ciasped her
hands eXcitediy and swiftly stepped to
/ him.
You know me?" she said. But we
1 have not met? Then yoU-you know my
I husband2 0! take me to him. He is here.
/ isn't he? We have been at Krugersdorp
| and he is not among the poor killed ones
he rY7--r r5Irz H.