The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-08-02
In Which the Author Tells of One
Way Out of a Yellow Fever
Camp in Mississippi

once before you go. You haven't said 1t
yet"
She lifted her face. "Id like to thank
| you, Tom" she said But | dom know
how"
At that instant the whistle OF the
train sounded in the near distance.
DO it when | come" said Walton.
But now that every ones lookin' the
other way, l think I'll kiss you once,
| anyhow, SOS to have somethin' to re-
member you by"
| In another moment they were push
ing on with the crowd toward the gate.
Now you 60 ahead. Sadie" Walton
commanded and let Johnnie drop a lit
tie behind. You can wait outside the
| train for him. but you must remember
you're only passln' acquaintances.
with no resemblance in your names,
either. see it's the old Inspector all
right. Speak up bold. Johnnie. and re-
member you're Tom Walton If he asks
| you"
lie was astonished at his own excite
ment for his heart beat hard and fast
as the doubtful moment drew near.
johnnie himself being i'll to the point Of
! indifference, felt the tension much less.
/ But he held out the paper Walton had
given him, and the inspector checked 1t
on. saying: Thomas Walton. August
~ while the real owner of the name
stopped breathing an instant as he
waited to see II any one called OUT NO.
that's the wrong man" No one did.
Johnnie was through the gate.
Walton now skunk out OF the line and
waited by the stoCkade. only a step or
two from the gate. The last passenger
was now through. Some one was say
ing; why. you not going? You said
this was your day out" But he did
not heed him. lie was watching the
windows of the train, as 1t fingered,
putting, while the camp inspector made
his report to the officer on board. Then
it moved of. the bell ringing merrily.
and a shout of generous farewell going
up from those left behind.
AT that moment Walton saw a hand
thrust from the car window-he was
certain that he knew it-and wave a
handkerchief toward him. More than
that. 1t dropped the handkerchief to the
ground. He darted forward, past the
momentarily oblivious guards, and was
almost within touch of the rear coach
when shot rang out behind him. The
bullet went kissing at one side. Before
he could turn to see what had happened
he was seized by a guard who asked
with an oath what he VAS about.
"Nothin'," he said calmly. IL just
stepped out to pick up that handkerchief
yonder. 1t belongs to me-"
r Bah" said the guard. You walk
back into camp and make up a better
, story on the way"
Why" said Walton. did you think
| was tryin' to make a break for the
train? | could ha' gone to-day II
+, I'd wanted to. anyhow; don't you re-
member I've been here four days? You
- M he f,,b, IA,
my partner was playin on the mouth
organ"
: Why didn't YOU go them
My pardner's sick an I'm goln' 10
, stay to look after him "A while"
The other looked incredulous Lets
see your certificate"
Walton felt in his pocket serenely.
II guess it's up in my tent" he said
"Do you want To- come up an look at
: it?"
NAV, its too hot"
Being presently released from GUS
' 'ody inside the stockadc. Walton made
5 his way slowly toward his tent stopping
e BOW and again to explain to the curious
, why he was still in camp
The hoy was still fhcre on his cot.
ana when Walton came i'm he sprang up
( and seized his hand.
81 Il couldn't believe you hadn't gone"
$ he said, even though your things are
I hcah. Why did YOU even stay in this
t he'll on earth when your times up?"
"Oh, it amt as bad az that" said
k Walton, gently forcing him to lie down
again. I'm get,in' really attached to
g the place. What's up, jack"
g. Everything. They're comm for me
In a little while to take me to the hos
Il p.tal VIII you write to my motheh,
Tom befo' | go?"
Sure" said Walton. An what's
. more I'm goin' to saunter over fhere
:, with you an hang around To make sure
that they treat you right. There's no
-, trains goin' whore | want 'cm to any
" way, so I'm in no hurry"
lie seated himself in the tent entrance
> Ia write the letter but paused with only
the supcrsCription set down, as his mind
It driftcd into a realization of the dec SONS
> he had been making.
. Its queer what "A fellow will do when
it comes To it," he muscd. Il wouldn't
: have thought 1t Of mysef-or nobody
else Sometimes | think there's "A lot
more cusscdness in me than in most
folks. an then again | think IN, re amt
y so much
II \ step made him turn his head and
= he saw Tomkins the night guard of that
L. chief in his hand.
r Bin told me you lowed This was
II yours" he was saying. He picked II
n up after you'd gone. 1t seems to have
ID somethin' in il, so | thought I'd bring
itup"
le Walton reached for It, You're
II trumps," he said. The corner OF the
ID handkerchief was twisted INFO "A knot
Y, which he quickly united, Inside was a
ring bearing a blue forget not. He
=, sprang To his feet and seized Tomkin.
~ in an irresponsible hug
"By the Lord, man" he cried "Sht
N gave it back to me-"
! Then he returned 10 his writing. Tht
air was growing cooler and it seemed L
him that the camp was flooded with 9
new air of peace. Between his sen
II tences-for the act of composition was
10 unusual and fatgung-he looked up tc
~ watch the leng hcniug shadow Of thu
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