The Washington herald., 1920-07-10
By O.

but Timoteaa sent US goat-meat
and plantains and tortilIas every
day; and at last ] got the curse
Of drink lifted from Clifford
wainwright. He lost his taste
for IL. And in the cool of the eve-
ming him and me would sit on the
roof OF Timotea's mothers hut,
eating harmless truck like coffee
and rice and stewed crabs, and
playing the accordion.
About that time President
Gomez found out that the advice
of c. Wainwright was the stuff he
had been looking for. The coun-
try was pulling out of debt, and
the treasury had enough Doodle
in ii for him to amuse himself
occasionally with the night-latch.
The people were beginning to take
their two-hour siesta again every
day-which was the surest sign
of prosperity.
so down from the regular cap
ital he sends for Clifford VAIN
wright and makes him his privat,
secretary at twenty thousand
Peru dollars a year. Yes, sir-so
much. Wainwright was on the
ter-wagon-thanks to me and
Timotea-and he was soon in
clover with the government gang
Don't forget what done it-cali-
saya bark with them other herbs
mixeG-make a tea of 1t, and give
cupful every two hours. Try 1t
yourself. 1t takes away the de-
sire.
''As I said, a man can do a lot
nnFa for rfx ~
can for himself. Wainwright,
with his brains, got a whole coun-
try outsof trouble and on its feet:
but what could he do for himself?
And without any special brains,
but with some nerve and common
sense, ! put him on his feet be-
cause l never had the weakness
that he did-nothing but a cigar
Tor mine. thanks. And"
Trotter paused i looked at his
tattered clothes and at his deeply
sunournt, hard. thoughtful face.
Didn't Cartright over offer to
do anything for you?" l asked
wainwright" corrected Trot-
ter. Yes, he offered me some
pretty good jobs. But Id have
had to leave Aguas Frescas: so /
didn't take any of 'em up. Say, l
didn't toll you much about that
giri-Timotea. We rather hit II
on together. She was as good as
you find EN- anywhere-Spanish
mostly. with just twist of lemon
peel on top. What IL they did live
In a grass hut and went bare
armed?
"A month ago" went on Trot-
ter, she want away. don't
know where to. But
You'd better come back to the
states" ] insisted. 81 can prom
ise you positively that my brother
VIII give you a position in cotton,
sugar. or sheetings-I am not GER
tain which"
l think she went hack with
her mother" said Trotter. Ito the
village in the mountains that they
come from. Tell me, what would
this job you speak of pay?"
why, said !. hesitating over
commerce, Il should say fifty or
hundred dollars a month-maybe
two hundred"
Amt il funny" said Trotter
digging his toes in the sand
what a chump a man is when II
comes to padding his own canoe7
l don't know. or course, I'm NOT
making a living here. I'm on the
bum. But-well, wish Won
could have seen that Timotea
Every man has his own weak
spot"
The gig from the Andador was
coming ashore to take out the
captain. purser. and myself. the
lone passenger.
I'll guarantee" said I conf
IDENTIFY. that my brother will nav
you SIS a month"
All right. then" said William
Trotter. TIL"
But soft voice called across
the blazing sands. A girl. family
lemon-tinted. stood in the Calle
Real and called. She was bare
armed-but what of that?
It's her" said William Trot-
ter. looking. She's come back,
m obliged: but I can't take the
job. Thanks. just the same. Amt
II funny how we can't do nothing
for ourselves, but we can do won
ders for the other fellow" You
was about to get me with your
all got our weak points Timo-
teas mine. And. say" Trotter
had turned to leave. but he re-
traced the step or two that he
had taken. Il like to have left
you without saying good-by,"i
said he. 1T kind of rattles you
when they go away unexpected
for a month and come back the
same way. Shake hands. So long,
Say. do you remember them gum
shots we heard while ago up at
the Quartet? Well. ! knew what
they was. but I didn't mention
1t. 1t was Clifford Wainwright
being shot by a squad of soldiers
against a stone wall for giving
away secrets OF state to that
Nicamala republic. Oh. yes, IL
was rum that did it. He back
Sided and got his. guess we
all have our weak points. and
can't do much toward helping
ourselves. Mines waiting for me.
I'd have liked 20 have that job
with your brother. hut-we've all
got our weak points. So long"
A big black Carib carried me
on his back through the surf to
the ships boat. On the way the
purser handed me a letter that
he had brought for me at the last
moment from the postofflce in
Aguas Frescas. 1t was from my
brother. He requested me to
meet him at the ST. Charles
Hotel in New Orleans and accept
RAJ 1t
either cotton. sugar, or sheeting,
and with $4,000 year as my
salary.
When I arrived at the Crescent
City l hurried away-far away
from the st. Charles to a dim
chambre garnie in Bienville !