Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-01-04

be frightened or argued into sickness or
death. consider the following:
Charlie, my capitao, was q little bit of ma
tive, but just jammed full Of nerve and COM
mon sense. Not long before he was poisoned
he was hunting buffalo with an old single-shot
rifle. He got up to it several times and shot it
full of holes, but at last it nearly got him. The
bull was waiting for him In some thick grass.
It charged out and Charlie fired hurriedly and
shot it through the horn. More enraged than
ever, the buffalo rushed at him and Charlie
jumped for tree. He caught limb and was
drawing himself UP just as the buffalo reached
him. It was nip and tuck. Charlie thought
fast. AS the buffalo lowered its head to toss
him he put his foot between the horns and was
hoisted neatly into the tree. From there he
calmly reloaded and shot the buffalo in the top
of the head and killed it.
Now such a native isn't easily scared. So
when he came to me one day and told me that
he had been poisoned, believed him. He told
me exactly how it had been done and who did It.
1t was Sainan again. He hated Charlie because
the capitao had told me of his thieving. He
threatened to poison him so that he could not
move his left leg or arm He told him 50 to
his face. One night, late, some one clapped
hands outside the door of Charles hut. To
his sleepy inquiry as to who it was an answer
came back that q stranger wanted sleeping
space for night and he had come to the head
mans hut to beg it. Charlie got up and,
opening the door, stepped out Sharp pains
shot up his leg. He knew what had happened
and did not trouble to look for the stranger.
Sharp little stakes or thorns had been carefully
planted in the dust outside his door, the points
up. They had been poisoned. The hand-clap-
ping. of course, was merely ruse to bring him
out.
WHEN he told me- set TO work. gave him
medicine and made him lie down. Then
gave him whacking drink of whisky and
faH lin ho,fr Ha was n
high fever and part of the time was delirious.
When he tried to walk his feet refused to obey
and ne crossed his legs and fell. He trembled
and broke out in heavy sweat. His left arm
was useless. Frantically, I did everything
could to keep him alive Probably some Of the
drugs showed down his throat did him harm.
I tried everything in the medicine chest except
bichloride Of mercury. Eight days went by and
then Charles fever abated and his mind
cleared But he was paralyzed. Regretfully
confessed there was nothing more could do
and for some days the boy just lay in his hut.
Then he sent for me and asked If would send
him to witch doctor who lived down the river
some 10 miles or so. could not see what good
the witch doctor could do, but couldn't do
anything and so agreed.
The next day we started OF, carrying crippled
Charlie in blanket slung under a pole. All
the way he was cheerful and kept telling me
how wonderful this witch doctor was. At the
village we located the proper hut and called
out the doctor. To my surprise It was an old
woman who appeared Charlie hadn't told me
that. We explained what had happened and
that we wanted her to cure the sick man. to
drive the poison out. Could she do it?
Oh, yes. she could, but guaranteed pay
ment and the old witch disappeared into her
hut for few minutes. When she came out
she carried small knife. Walking over to
Charlie, who was lying helpless on the gruond.
she squatted beside him and picked up his USE
less left arm Without word she drove the
point Of the knife into his hesh and cut ) small