The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-04-20

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a slight chance of escape. The boar
charged on, squealing and grunting
savagely.
! Guin strained every nerve, bounding
with great leaps over the marshy
grass. His only hope was to reach the
far side of the clearing, where be might
pull himself into the limbs of tree.
But it was soon evident that he could
not gain tl.e desired shelter He was
less than half way to it when back
ward glance showed him his pursuer
| within half dozen feet. He lodged
to one side. intending, as last resort,
| to try to stun the animal with the
/ stock Of his rifle.
| But at that critical moment timely
and unexpected aid reached him. From
a thicket several yards away came a
flash and report, and down went the
boar, stopped by bullet under the
fore shoulder. Then man leaped into
view, and with long spear he quickly
dispatched the ugy brute by stabbing
it repeatedly in the throat.
This done, the stranger bowed cour-
teously to Quin, who was breathing
hard after his exertions. The rescuer
| was tall and slim, with handsome
and refined face and complexion that
was remarkably light colored for ma
tive. His clothing, which was badly
| worn, consisted of tunic and trousers,
| broad hat and crimson sash in
| which was thrust huge pistol.
WHO are you, senior, and what do
you here?" he inquired.
Quin gave his name and also brief
account of his expedition.
Il owe you my life" he concluded
| fervently. But for your
"Senor, am glad that you are CRATE
full for my poor service" the man in
| terrupted, land l regret that must
ask one of you in return. It may seem
to you that | take an unfair advantage,
but as my time is too valuable to waste
| in words
With that he whipped out his pistol
and leveled it in Quin's face.
Throw your rifle at my sidew he
added sternly. "Off with your coat and
hat. Be quickv'
There was no alternative, so Quin
obeyed with alacrity.' His captor with
drew several PAGES, threw off his own
hat and tunic and threw them at Quin.
Then he picked up the latters clothing
and weapon in one hand, keeping his
pistol ready in the other.
cit is fair exchange senor,'' he
said. "and trust you will bear no
malice"
Quin looked at the dead boar, and
the thought of his narrow escape
checked the hot words on his lips.
IF you consider that you have acted
like an honorable man." he said coldly.
II must not complain. At least tell me
if am near the coast"
Eyes; within three hours march,"
"And what has happened during nv
absence in the interior?'
Much, senior. Several weeks ago
war broke out between the United
States and Spain. An American feet
sailed promptly from Hongkong to the
Philippines. 1t arrived yesterday morn
ing, sank the Spanish ships off Manila,
destroyed the fort of Cavite and is now
bloclSading the harbor. The insurgents
also are in arms again and will shortly
cooperate with the American marines.
Senior, bid you good day''
With that the man turned and strobe
off briskly, taking with him Ouin's
rifle, sun helmet and tweed coat. He
plunged into the forest and was lost to
sight.
Here's a nice fix!' Quin reflected
ruefully. Il can't get through the
thorny jungle in my shirt and trousers
that's certain. Well, must make the
best of it,
He put on the Strangers tunic and
broad hat, picked up the spear. which
Its owner had discarded or forgotten.
and started on his way For an hour
as he marched through the silent for
est, the thrilling news he had recently
heard hlied his mind to the exclusion
OF everything else. But presently, when
II occurred to him that he was proba-
+ bly Wearng part of hunted rebels
clothing. he felt a serious misgiying.
1T run into the Spaniards,' he said
to himself, lit won't be, easy to prove
my identity. The risk is too great.
It's better to tackle the thorns bare
headed and coatless.'
But his resolution was made FOO late
AT that instant sentry stepped out
from behind tree on the left and
challenged him at the point of a rifle.
There was no chance Of escape He
was quickly surrounded by half doz-
en- Spanish soldiers, who led him for
ward a few yards to camp in the for
est where 10 or IL more soldiers, in
fantry, were lounging by rude huts.
All crowded about the prisoner.
"Who are your" fiercely demanded
the officer in command, who wore
captains uniform.
II know him, Captain villar" cried
another officer. HE is the very fellow
we are looking for Francisco Perez
and he is trying to get through to the
American fleet. He had the daring to
address me at General Augustine's ball
last January, and by accident his mask
slipped off, so that saw his face dis
tinctly. He is Perez himself.''
Are you certain of this, Lieutenant