. The adventures of a tropical tramp. white man in the tropics would lose caste if hedid anything that an Indian can do. Except forthe soldiers, the wireless operator, the Italian—who happened to be the mechanic at the wirelessstation—and the old village postmaster, the pop-ulation of the region was entirely Indian. In fact, the white men were in such minoritythat the town lived in perpetual fear of an Indianattack. On our first day a colonist came runningin with a story of seventy savages in war paint,with bows and arrows, whom he had just seen onthe edge of town. The bugle sounded, an
. The adventures of a tropical tramp. white man in the tropics would lose caste if hedid anything that an Indian can do. Except forthe soldiers, the wireless operator, the Italian—who happened to be the mechanic at the wirelessstation—and the old village postmaster, the pop-ulation of the region was entirely Indian. In fact, the white men were in such minoritythat the town lived in perpetual fear of an Indianattack. On our first day a colonist came runningin with a story of seventy savages in war paint,with bows and arrows, whom he had just seen onthe edge of town. The bugle sounded, andthe soldiers turned out with their rusty rifles, butthere was no attack. The Italian discredited therumor. The man who started it, he said, owneda **hoteP where some of the soldiers wanted to start these scares so that more sol-diers would be sent to Bermudez and he would getmore boarders. **You no worry, the Italian comforted us.**You no worry when me here. Me box fighter,seeT and he made a few passes with his hairy. THE HOTEL AT BERMUDEZ
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