The Kevin review. [volume] (Kevin, Mont.) 1922-1929, 1924-04-03

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words were bitter. One Of the smaller
men was wavering, but he controlled
n vote only.
"Mr. Purser, will you put the mo-
tion?" inquired Judge Davis when ne
had ended.
And the waverer cast in his lot with
the syndicate after all. The motion
passed by ifty-three to forty-seven.
1t was not until he found himself
upon the street again that Winton
realized he was still purser. He rea-
soned that the syndicate did not need
to ~dispossess him until the ~reorganiza-
ton had been effected in a few days
time. Then, of course, De Witt would
step into his shoes.
When he got back to the claim every
thing looked different to him. The
work, which had been in the nature Of
a duty, suddenly seemed an integral
part Of his life. 1t occurred to him for
the first time that, without it, he would
have no longer any reason for remain
ing in Malopo. And the thought was
a staggering me-.
Without home ties, he had uncon-
sciously begun to assimilate to him
self the atmosphere of the little desert
town. A thousand daily scenes, in
sensibly built into his being, now
seemed a part of him and claimed him.
He did not know what he was going
to do.
However, an unexpected program
had been arranged for him. Sam, who,
though degraded from his cherished
and short-lived job, had never ceased
to take an interest in the compound
natives, was lettering near he door
of the cottage, evidently with the de-
sign of intercepting him.
"Want me, Sam?'' asked Winton.
ST was hoping, sir, that you might
be willing to be a guest at our musicale
tonight answered Sam, grinning a
little sheepishly.
Explain" said Winton.
swell, Mr.. Garrett, you will recall
that / have occasionally expressed the
view that the Bantu does not differ
in a psychological sense from the eau
casian. My theory, to which you have
a tacit opposition, is that it
is their environment alone which has
kept these natives down. ! have been
e~ndeavoring to disseminate certain
social ideas among them
$50 that explains the Lngodly noise
rye heard lately, Sam?"
For several weeks past the natives
Of the Big Malopo compound appeared
to have been practicing on a variety of
instruments ranging from the
humble concertina up to the clarinet.
The discords had beer maddening, but
had hoped the craze would
pass.
Il think, sir, that u ear has be-
attuned," said Sam with dignity.
"All right" said Winton. when
does the show begin?'
"At seven o'clock, sir" answered
Sam.
'Tll be there" said Winton.
He was cooking supper in his room
when Josephs tapped at the door. The
little man wore an expression of con-
iderable anxiety, mingled with dis
Just.
"Mr. Garrett" he began, there's
where l get out. You'd better look for
compound manager quick"
whats the trouble?" Winton IN
,uired.
Its that niger Sam, Mr.. Garrett.
lie told me you'd given him leave to
Experiment. with the boys in the in
crest of science, or something, and
We stood by and seen as good a lot of I
oys turning into shiftless loafers as !
We ever seen. But I've reached my {
nit with musical evenings t
"Josephs, I kicked Sam out of the
Db because he was making himself a
uisance. | left the management of c
ne compound exclusively to you" h
swell, I'm out" answered Josephs, S
modified, unless this sanitary
,ience business comes to an end right L
ow. Do you know that we're the
stock of the fields, Mr.. Gar
stt? | amt a difficult man to get S
.ong with, but l draw the line at
&c
usical swarries for wild niggers that
as throwing spears at each other e
lree months ago and stalking bush Fl
lex on their bellies"
you're right, Josephs. l gave Sam &
, permission to interfere with the Il
,ys in any way. and I'm satisfied to s.
ave you in full charge" p
That's all right" grumbled .Jo- II
phs. but this is Saturday night, and a
ey amt been searched. For all we Il
low, every one of them d-n niggers n
ay have a pint Of stones about him. Fl
told me you hadn't begun search tt
g them yet, and you was trying to q
It them on their honor, or some such d
lnday school story, and I've been try til
G to ask you about it for days. and in
put off," m
1--WE peer pretty busy, Josephs. OF re
urse the boys will have to be CT
But we haven't begun wash sc
. yet, to any extent" dr
'Mr. Garrett. there's been more dig w
~ and washing than you know. And be
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