The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1914-03-06

Two days passed and the evening of the
third keenan, noticed the mat curtains drawn in
Carews hut. group OF natives gesticuated be-
fore the door, but none would enter. The wireless
operator pushed aside the drawn mating. wonder
ing why Carew should have closed himself In
when the slightest breath Of sultry air
blessed relief Carew sat in a corner of the hut
laughing. He had lighted the lamp, which added
to the almost unbearable heat OF the hut
The wireless man gasped out: What's the mat
ter? Don't you want any air? You'll sufocate
He started to draw aside the curtains. when the
naturalist stopped him
Don't" he said tt cold My leg will catch
cold
Swiftly keenan, had him by the shoulders, and
there in the sitting room examined the wounded
leg 1t took but a glance to not the swelling and
the coming of the first modification around the
wound. Gangrene would set in, if it had not come
already. The end certain death.
More brandy and water thrown him despite
protest brought from the naturalist the story OF
the cutting. He had used unclean blade, and
this the result Both returned to the
wireless station, keenan, helping the now fright
ened hunter OF scorpions.
grim silence settled them, and while
Carew sat dumby awaiting the outcome keenan,
thought hard.
1t was nearly midnight when the idea came.
Away out at sea, hundreds OF miles, ves-
sells passing If he could only summon one and
persuade the captain to turn in to save life.
joyfully capping the inert Carew on the shoulder.
The naturalist too amazed for the time be-
ing to grasp the idea, but after he caught the
spirit his anxiety pitiful.
But the steamship would not turn so far" he
walled Then he cried out Promise them any
thing. ! pay"
His dynamos running smoothly, Keenan, fin
gered the key and the blue sparks cracked. He
repeated at intervals and waited. There no
answering click in the receivers. Through the
night the cracking kept up while the awakened
natives and the comber hurried to the station to
watch the blue spark that snarled out into the
tropical night.
Toward morning Port Limon answered. but here
was no help. At daylight the swelling had in
creased and with the approach of what he be-
lieved the end the New York man became calm.
81 am sorry, friend" he said, but think it's
pretty near over. We too far from help, and,
besides. It is all impossible. No ship would turn.
l promise not to break down again IL do be-
come crazy and there is no hope, depend you
to" and he nodded significantly toward his re-
volver
Keenan, did not answer. Somewhere out on the
Caribbean he knew the Santa Marta was plough
ing along so he piled the wireless increasingly
The answer came about nine o'clock in the
morning from the Santa Marta, which reported
her position exactly 42O miles to the southeast.
Rapid exchanges brought refusal to turn 10
Swan island The ships surgeon Dr. w. s. Irwin,
standing beside the wireless, said IL would be use
less. And the message was sent TO keenan,, VINO
dared not look at the doomed young man.
That seemed TO TO be the end for n moment.
Then there came a new sputtering in the receiver.
THE doctor says to perform the operation your
self"
How can IL" the spark from Swan island ques-
toned the Santa Marta at
Back came the instructions.
Get him ready" said the wireless. you have
Warrens medical book there and you can so on
the pages mention. Describe the symptoms"
Keenan, told the condition of the wound and
the circumstances but he insisted on his fears
when Il came time to amputate.
mo amputaton necessary" came back the mes
sage. "A lot OF cutting according to direction and
your man is saved"
o.