The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1902-10-09

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shake his fist at me, then go back to
his hut happy.
l was given charge of the conva-
lescents and suspects; there were
forty-seven of these, eighteen police
men and three other medical men,
who were awaiting their release.
There were no huts for the suspects, so
they were shut up in tents. L say
"shut up" but as fact they were sur
rounded by mark in the sand, over
which they had given their word not to
pass. Three times a day some half
cold food was put outside this line, and
when the policemen who put it there
had retired, the prisoner was allowed
to carry it into his tent, and, If his
stomach would allow him to, eat it.
|, with my house to myself, was the
envied of all the envious. But what a
house it was Situated on the very top
of the hill, one side of which sloped
down to the harbor and quarantine
station, and the other to the ocean,
the winds howled round it night and
day as if they were in some desperate
straits. The scrub and dense under
growth reached up to the very door,
and from it. when night came on, there
issued rats, iguanas and andicoots in
search of broken food.
The male patients were put on board
an old hulk called the Gar Away
anchored 1000 yards from shore.
Among them was Warren. The con-
spicuous part this man played later on
necessitates my setting forth in detail
his position from his own point of
view. AS have said, his attack of
smallpox was such an extremely light
one that nothing could convince him
that he had had the disease at all
therefore, to be dragged with his wife
and children from his home was bad
enough, but to be separated from them
and to be thrust on board that wretched
and comfortless hulk, herded with
Cinnamon, deprived of all comforts
and most necessities of life, was be-
yond all bearing. And then, as though
this was not bad enough, on our
journey down, the bright eyed little
girl on whom all his affections were
conferred, caught the disease and was
moved by me, on the third day, with
her mother, into the hospital inclosure,
to die about the eighth day. Through
out her illness, the man, in an agony
of rage, paced the decks night and
day, pausing only to peer anxiously
through the telescope at the blank
walls that inclosed lis wife and dying
child. On one occasion, while so
looking, he saw, or thought he saw,
his wife making signs to policeman
who was standing near the fence that
surrounded the enclosure. This was
too much for him to bear. Regardless
of sharks that swan the bay, regard
less of laws, regardless of everything,
he threw down the telescope, dived
from the ship and swan ashore,
only to be seized and roughly hurried
on board again.
When dusk came on he again swan
ashore. This time he made a most
desperate struggle for his freedom, but
was at last overpowered, leg.ironed,
and in this degraded state, in full view
of his children, who we're now, in their
mothers absence, unwashed and un.
cared for, his wife, who stood weeping
on the hill, and the rest of the commu
nifty, dragged down to the waters edge.
pushed into the boat and SO on board
the Gar Away" once more.
Don't you think" asked the SER
geant, "that this man is being most
brutally treated?" 81 do; but orders
must be maintained, and moreover,
you ought to be the last man to com.
plain was his ominous reply.
"Why?"
because he has sworn that he will,
leg irons notwithstanding, get free
once more and settle your hash, as
he says; then the authorities may do
what they like with him. Seriously,
doctor you ought to have someone
sleeping in your house with you. The
man is a desperate character, and |
know means mischief, and don't Won
der he has been. as you say, most
brutally treated. Have you seen any
thing of the new nurseso' 81 saw
them come down, that's all. Have
your"
eyes; oh, yes. Charley and I made
for them; we were to have tossed up
for choice, but Chraley was the first in
the field, and then he's such deuced
goodlooking fellow"
"And what has Charley gone for, the
tall or the short one'?' l asked indiffer-
emily.
sob, the tall one, you bet! He saw
her on the ocean side last night late,