The Fayette falcon. (Somerville, Tenn.) 190?-current, 1920-03-05

ne WAS giving ueT In6 ITe1ImeuL TOT
pernicious malaria. Together with
every other white man who has served
apprenticeship to Africa he had an
extraordinary store of rough and ready
medical knowledge. To such men only
six drugs are essential, all others being
classed as furbelows of the pampered
sick room, and with these they work
as with elementals. Kill or cure is
their motto, the saving idea being that
II the patient can't stand punishment,
he would go under In any case.
On those rare occasions when An
drca's spasms conquered his reluctance
to use the needle he would watch her
until the opiate stilled her and then
fall into his chair and to sleep. 81 am
here" he would say even as his lids
closed. "Never forget, I'm here for
you. Touch me or speak to me and
I'll awake" 1t was true. In spite of
his long vigil he kept deep slumber
at a distance by an effort of the will
ihS man VIM oSlo SAOSh III hio
mind and trusts to his subconscious
self to call him at the hour marked.
The afternoon of the second day
found Andrea unusually subdued and
still, but he was not deceived. He
looked at her eyes and saw that their
pupils still appeared convex and CLASSY
like the eyes Of fish. They stared at
him with an Unreasonable gravity.
When her dry lips parted, he shrank
even before she spoke.
II wish you would go away" she
said quietly. II don't like to look at
you; l don't wish you to look at me-
l will be glad If never see you again.
There is no one In the world that
wish ever to see again. Please send me
that niger, Bathtub. If / must have
some one would rather have him."
He arose, called Bathtub and made
him squat on the floor where her eyes
could quickly find him; then he went
to The door behind her and stood Cor
long time looking out across tho
glaring craal. The rays Of the sun
descended on that beaten space with
an almost audible contact. The leaves
of the acacias were shriveled; not a
woman or child was visible, and even
the fowls crowded close In the shsd.
ows of the caves.
He took one step out and looked up
into the bowl of blue. His tired eyes
searched 1t from horizon to zenith and
back to the hot level of the earth. II
was empty. Its hollow ininity pressed
down upon his breast with a measure
less weight. He had come out for a
parley, remonstrance on his lips, but
he had forgotten that in the tropics
God walks only at night.
He turned, went back to his post and
sat down, dismissing Bathtub with a
nod. Andrea's eyes were still fixed in
llghtless stare. Presently she began
to speak. "You bring me here, you
let me fall Ill, you shame my body.
You are like the men that strap down
little dogs and open them. You are
like that. You have been staring at
my heart, at my bare lungs and all
the unnamable beastly things inside
of me. You leave me alone with a
nigger-when I'm torn open. / don't
hate you. You are EOthing."
Her voice went on for a long time.
He dropped his face In his hands, but
he did not try to stop his ears. They
listened to all she said, they told him
she was suffering as he had known no
one ever to suffer before. Her spirit
spoke from beyond pain. In that hour
he learned great truth. Pain is a
wall, barrier. So far and no farther
can flesh go and still hold to the nem.
cries, the fears and affections of every
day life. Beyond that barrier is void
where love itself is stranger, where
life and death are one and equally Of
no account.
He did not know when he fell ASLEEP
or when her voice ceased, but ON awak,
ening such a silence met him as struch
his heart cold. She was still-still at
death. Night had fallen, but he was
unaware of darkness. He felt that
never again would he need light or
eyes or air to breathe. He was cold
as though the sun In setting had
slipped down and out beyond any ris-
ing. He leaned over and put his face
close to her lips. They were parted
Her hand was lying outside the Gov
erlet. He took 1t mp gently. 1t wal
warm and moist. She was sleeping.
He drew erect, his body tense In the
| first realization Of great and over
whelming relief; then his spirit melted
within him and his nerves relaxed from
the long, hard strain. His limbs crum-
pied, his head nodded and fell for.
ward. lower and lower until, one arm
outstretched, he lay with his face half
buried In the covers Of the cot. When
again he awoke, the sun had changed
its mind and come back; day was
streaming across the floor In a single
band of light; but he did not stir. On
his head he felt Andrea's hand. and
in his ears was the lingering caress
of her voice. lots Of good 1t did to
tell you to 60 away, White Man." she
was murmuring. "You came back
You brought me back. White Man,