El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-11-09

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He never knew each tine he entered
the fostering shambles whether or not
/ he would be able to complete the
round. But he did know, in large
degree Of certainty, that if he 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 a 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
! a place until the next man died. Then.
! ordering one OF the well men TO take
a squad from the field force and build
a Iean-to addition to the hospital, he
/ continued along the runway, admins
/ terinR medicine and cracking jokes in
beche-de-mer English to cheer the sui
ferers. Now and again from the far
end a weird wall was raised. When
he arrived there he found the noise
was emitted BY a boy who was not
/ sick. The white mans wrath was i'm
mediate.
What name you sing out ala timer
be demanded.
'ZIim feIIa my brother belong me-"
was the answer. him feIla die too
much"
you sing out, him feIla brother be-
long you die too much" the white man
went on in threatening tones. II cross
too much along you. What name you
sing out, eh? You fathead make UNI
brother belong you die close up too
much You fella finish sing out, saw
vee7 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 sullen eyes.
"sing out no good little bit" the
white man went on, more gently.
''You no sing out. You chase UNI fella
fly. Too much strong fella fly. You
catch water, washee brother belong
you, washee plenty too much, bime bye
brother belong you all right
Jump he shouted iercely at the
end. his viii penetrating the low in
teIHgence Of the black with dynamic
force that made him jump to the task
Of brushing the lOathsome swarms Of
flies away
Again he rode out into the reeking
heat. He clutched the blacks neck
tightly and drew a long breath; but
the dead air seemed to shrivel his
lungs, and ne 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 a thorough antiseptic wash
He dosed himself with chlorodyne,
took his own pulse, smoked a Their
mometer, and lay back on the couch
with a suppressed groan. It was mid
afternoon, and he had completed his
third round that day. He called the
house boy.
'Take I'M big fella look along
Jessie" he commanded.
The boy carried the long telescope
out on the veranda and searched the
sea.
zone fella schooner long way little
bit" he announced. Zone fella Jessie"
The white man gave a little gasp Of
delight.
you make I'm Jessie, FIVE sticks
tobacco along you" he said.
There was silence for a time, during
which be waited with eager impa-
thence.
Maybe Jessie, maybe other fella
schooner" came the faltering admis-
sion.
The man wormed to the edge Of the
couch and slipped of to the floor on
his knees. By means Of a chair he
drew himself to his feet Still cIinging
to the chair, supporting most Of his
weight on it, he showed it to 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. He man
aged to get into the chair. where he
painted in a state Of collapse In few
minutes he reused himself. The boy
held the end Of the telescope against
one Of the veranda scantings. while
the man gazed through it at the sea.
At last he picked up the white sails OF
the schooner and studied them.
NO Jessie" he said very quietly.
That's the NIalakula."
He changed his seat for a steamer
reclining chair. Three hundred feet
away the sea broke in a small surf
upon the beach. To the left he could
see the white line Of breakers that
marked the bar Of the Balesuna river
/ and bevOnd the rugged outline Of