Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1899-10-20
LA PLATA, MARYLAND, OCTOBER 20, 1899.
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diers startled the natives. They
turned and saw us. Then with shrieks
of terror they ran around the temple,
seeking for a means of escape. The
man at the altar looked at us as we ap.
preached, calmly and rehectively. lie
did not seem alarmed
'HaltP' commanded Gordon.
2hen, turning to the man in the
altar, he said.
"Listen to me. We have not come
to make war on You. We are looking
for person named Jean Chicot. He
is described as Frenchman, looking
much like you. We know he is some.
where in the Wailuku Valley. II you
are Jean Chicot, you are the man we
want. Come with us, and these peo-
pie may depart in peace.
Tho white-haired man waved his
land.
81 am jean Chicot," he said. 81
Enow you not. I know not why you
seek me. Yet will come to you.
His voice was the voice of an old,
old man. He came toward us, and
we noticed that he tottered with age.
''Not very formidable now, at any
rate" said Gordon.
"Why don't you shoot those
priests" asked Seacamp, savagely.
Pare you going to let the reptiles es-
eape?''
! 1--WE came after Chicot," was Cor.
don's reply.
tYou represent the queen. I am
yours" said Chicot to Gordon.
''There is no queen. 1 represent
the government, replied Gordon.
'No queen? Is Liliuokolani
dead?"
''No. She has been deposed. Ha-
waii is now republic.
''Save us, Pelep calculated old Chi.
cot. "When did this happen?'
"Some time ago." replied Gordon,
testify. He had not come up the
Wailuku Valley to talk history. ''Let
US sit down. We want to talk to you. "
The priest and other natives went
out, and Gordon ordered that the SEN
tinel be set free. We went down
where the priests had been and seated
ourselves. on their wooden benches.
IT turn him over to you, Tom,"
said Gordon.
"Jean Chicot," I said, "where is
your daughter Annette?"
Dead"
"Where is your granddaughter
Helene?"
The old man sprang at me, but was
seized andfpushed back to his seat.
Fs'Who are you2" he said.
''My name is Warringford," 1 re-
Piled.
'Hated namew he cried, rubbing
his hands together and exhibiting
much emotion. "Another Warning
ford wronged me and wronged my
daughter; and now you come with
soldiers to seize Helenep
where is she?" I asked.
He did not reply.
''Now, see here, Jean Chicot," I
said. 81 will tell you the whole story,
and then perhaps you will help me.
Ny uncle, Thomas Warringford, is
dead. He left papers and will tell
ing of his marriage to your daughter
Annette. He told all about how she
left him, how you stole her away from
him, and took also the little Helene.
Yet, in his last wish, he forgives, an d
desires Helene, his daughter, to re-
ceiye his estate. In other words,
Helene is the heiress of my uncle's
fortune. must find Helene and give
over to her the estate which is now in
my charge. You must do two things.
You must show me proofs that Helene
is the daughter of my uncle, and YOU
must show me, if you still have it, the
marriage certificate of Annette, your
daughter. Then you must find Hell
enc for me-"
The old man looked at me, dazed.
"Helene the heiressl" he muir
INJURED. "Helene, my little Helene" "
that taught and loved, the heiress
of that Warringford?"
SIT is true" said. ''Do not let
us waste any time"
"Where is Helene?" asked Gordon
impatiently. "Is shc hidden here?"
mo. When she was little she was
here, and I taught her. Ali How
well taught her. She is noble, is
Helene. She is grand. But she is a
woman now. Ahl She is more than
n woman, she is a priestess.
ga priestessl' 1 cried. where
is she?"
"Not here" was Chicot's reply.
Far away; but we will find her. Come
with me"
He led us ont of the temple and
back through the valley.
! re ,weping. Whether it was
JOY, sorrow, surprise Or imbecility that
caused him to weep 1 did not know or
care.
Around us dark faces peered from
the trees, and surprisedlooking eyes
followed us in our return tramp. Now
and then o priest would show himself,
then dart away again. fhere was no
sign of warfare. Our display of SOL
diers forbade that.
We reached the village, no longer
deserted. The women had returned
and were preparing their poi for sup
per.
Chicot led us to larger and better
equipped house than the rest.
Here is my house." he said.
"Helene will not know mo now Sho
will be great Lady. She will no
longer care for the old teacher"
what is that? The old teacher"
I asked "Does Helene not know you
as her grandfather"
"No. Helene is n priestess. She
is taught that she is immortal. That
is the way the Observation-Disclosures
teaches its priestesses of Pele. No,
Helene knows mo only as tho old
teacher. She lived yoader in the tenn
pie, and taught her there, She is
all [ have, Helene, and now you como
wish soldiers TO take her from me.
Il shall not take her from you. You
may go with me to find Helene, and,
if she likes, she can take you TO live
with her, for Helene will bo wealthy
and eaa do what she likes"