New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-03-09

"and nightfall brought me to the shantv os
the foreman Of one of our section gangs I.
was an unattractive enough spot; but de-
cided to stop there overnight rather than
risk swamp fever from a night in the omen
face, had been drinking heavily. and We
consequently in the fend of a humor. He
swore at me Wiley, demanding to know
what right | had to seek shelter of him
When he saw my credentials he pointed 70
a pile of what looked like sticks, and told
me sullenly to make my bed there Invest.
CATION showed me that the sticks were Of
dynamite for blasting the road. Needless
to say, made my bed on the floor, and 50
tired was that | threw myself down fully
dressed.
"The next morning | was awakened bv
the Scotsman Juggling at my feet and veil.
ing at me to get up and get out. 4 nearly
empty whisky bottle showed that he had
been drinking all night, and he was in a
fiendish mood. One of my spurs cut his
hand. That Infatuated him, and reaching
over he grabbed my revolver | ran out Of
that hut for my life. Luckily for me. his
evesight was blurred; for he fired shot after
shot at me. Then with unaccountable Der.
versty he swung about, firing the last bullet
into the shanty. There was a roar that
shook the earth. My ears bled for three
DAYS afterward from the tremendous con.
cussion. When recovered my senses ran
back to where the hut had been. By some
freak Of chance the foreman had not been
killed, though his arms and legs were broken.
pot him medical attention, and at last re.
ports he was alive and we'll
AFTER surveying the railroad thou.
"A sand miles west Of Nlanaos, The engi.
neers built a comfortable wooden cabin by
a bayou Of the Amazon, and waited for the
track layers to catch up, Willing the time
away hunting and fishing and trapping
alligators. Won Teuber struck mp a warm
friendship with one Of the engineers named
Brown, from Boston, who had won his
degree at Columbia. Together they took
scouting trips into the jungle. where they
discovered unusual hostility on the part Of
the Indians.
The changed bearing Of the savages was
explained when they learned that they were
on the outskirts Of the Putomayo rubber
district, from whose camps manned, mutt
lated native slaves were continually eScap-
ing. telling such tales Of the white mans
barbaritv to their brethren Of The Jungle
that whole tribes would take % the war.
path And many a railroad lab0rer who
straved from his camp at night was found
in the morning with long, fea,hercd shaft
through his body.
Won Teuber and his conradc- were loung.
ing on their screened yerania one Sultry
afternoon, when one OF the engineers snapped
a picture OF the group with Won Teuber's
camera, rcmarking laughingiy.
you never can tell what may happen
down here, and we might as well leave Our
families a souvenir.
Poker was suggested, and al. sven, inside
but Brown, who remained on tre veranda
laziy watching a family Of a',,2a'ar- splash.
ing in the bayou. The five men he card
table were suddenly brought 90 heir feet
by three rapid shots. Running outside
they were in time % see an Indian disap-
pearing into the Jungle with Won Ieubers
smoking rifle, which had been '..- Gaming
against The cabin. Brown was writing or
the floor with three forty-tog- afa.r bull
lets in his body. Before he died Bee begged
Won Tcubcr - see that his body WAS buried
in Boston. and Won TeuJcr r~'- scarce
Is realizing the extent Of t.e 1899 ..~-aAing
After that q heavy wooden box wpan,ed
him on al his Journeys. until - as- he was
able 70 turn II over % Samue j Brown Of
Boston. the engineer S uncle.
WON TEUBER was determined III. this