The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1911-11-08

degree OF certainty. tnat IT ne ever
tainted there in the midst OF the blacks
those who were able would be at his
throat like ravening wolves.
Part way down the line man was
dying. He gave orders for his removal
as soon as he had breathed his last. A
black stuck his head inside the shed
door. saying:
"Four fella sick too much"
Fresh cases. still able to walk. they
clustered about the spokesman The
white man singled out the weakest
and put him in the place just vacated
by the corpse Also he indicated the
next weakest. telling him to wait for
place un3i the next man died. Then.
ordering one of the well men to take
squad from the field force and build
lean-to addition to the hospital, he
continued along the runway. admins
tering medicine and cracking jokes in
beche-de-mer English to cheer the suf-
ferers Now and again from the far
end u weird wall was raised. When
he arrived there he found the noise
was emitted 10y hoy who was not
sick The white mans wrath was i'm
mediate
what name you sing out ala timer
ne demanded
Him fella my brother belong me-"
was the answer. Him fella die too
much"
you sing out. MIN fella brother be-
long you die too much" the white man
went on in threatening tones Il cross
too much along you What name you
sing out. eh? You fathead make um
brother belong you die close up too
much. You felIa finish sing out, saw
wee? You fella no finish sing out
make finish quick
He threatened the waller with his
fist, and the black covered down. glar-
ing at him with sulen eyes.
Sing out no good little Bit" the
white man went on, more gently.
"You no sing out You chase um fella
f1y. Too much strong fela fly. You
catch water, washee brother belong
you, washee plenty too much, bime bye
brother belong you all right.
Jump he shouted 6ercey at the
end. his will penetrating the low in
telligence of the black with dynamic
force that made him jump TO the task
of brushing the loathsome swarms of
flies away.
Again be rode out into the reeking
heat. He clutcheG the blacks neck
tightly and drew long breath; but
the dead air seemed to shrivel his
lungs, and he dropped his head and
dozed till the house was reached.
Every effort of will was torture, yet
he was called upon continually to
make efforts of will. He gave the
black he had ridden nip of trade gin.
Viaburi, the house boy, brought him
corrosive sublimate and water. and
he took thorough antiseptic wash.
He dosed himself with chlorodyne,
took his own pulse, smoked Their
mometer, and lay back on the couch
with suppressed groan. 1t was mid.
afternoon. and he had completed his
third round that day. He called the
house boy.
Take UNI big fella look along
jessie" he commanded.
The boy carried the long telescope
out on the veranda and searched the
sea.
"One fella schooner long way little
Bit" he announced. "One fella Jessie"
The white man gave a little gasp of
delight.
You make um Jessie. five sticks
tobacco along you" he said.
There was silence for time. during
which be waited with eager lmpa-
tience
Maybe Jessie. maybe other fela
schooner" came the faltering admis
sion.
The man wOrmed 10 the edge Of the
couch and slipped of TO the floor on
his knees by means OF chair he
drew himself 10 his feet Still clinging
TO the chair. supporting most OF his
weight on II. he showed II 10 the door
and out upon the veranda. The sweat
from the eXertiOn streamed down his
face and showed through the under.
shirt across his shoulders le man
aged TO get into the chair, where he
painted in state OF collapse. In Il few
minutes he reused himself. The boy
held the end OF the telescope against
one OF the veranda scantlings. while
the man gaZed through il al the sea.
At last he picked up the white sails OF
the schooner and studied them
mo Jessie" he said very quietly
That's the Malakula."
He changed his seat for steamer
reclining chair Three hundred feet
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