The Savannah morning news., 1902-04-13
MOZLEY'S LEMON HOT DROPS.

cape You must can never tell her |
left you to die here"
Its useless-quite useless" he re-
piled. But even as he spoke it was easy
to see that the tidings had brought him
down to the level Of common men that
he was cropping blindly for the hope of
release.
There is only one chance-the gun
boat-but bah! they would never run
her away without the dictator-let me
see, a forged order might-bah--I am
losing my nerve"
Suddenly Brownson had an inspira-
ton.
could you have escaped had the dc
tator been alive? How would you nave
done ito"
Taken the gunboat to Aspinwall.
Good. Then perhaps we can make
it. See, + am about the size of the die
tator. / could wear his clothes. In The
darkness-do you see?'
They were stripping the body almost
before he had ceased speaking, and in
10 minutes Brownson was arrayed in
the gorgeous uniform the dictator had
so proudly worn that day. He pulled
the plumed hat well down over his
rather youthful face and with the dead
mans bandanna handkerchief ready to
he applied ostentatiously to his nose, in
close quarters he followed Wilson
downstairs. The house had been dark
ened on purpose, to confuse the aim OF
the revolutionists. The danger of rec
ognition lay on the outside. 1t was to
be ostensibly tour of inspection and
Wilson was to do any necessary talk
ing. There was little, II any lighting at
the back of the house. A high stone
wall had been built on both sides of
the estate by the dictator. perhaps with
the idea of defending a retreat. 1t ran
halfway down to the wharves. Sol
diers were scattered everywhere over
| the grass, binding wounds, and IN some
| instances sleeping, for the fighting was
| on the wane. Men were perched in the
trees guarding the wall and relief par
ties marched to and from the hoase.
| A few bullets came in from the outside.
| but not many. For these the two men
| did not care. They were much more
| afraid of their friends than of their
| enemies Wilson criticised many things
| in a loud voice and Brownson replied
| in gutteral Spanish. They reached the
| gate ut the end of the enclosure ana
| turned back on the other path toward
| the house When they had proceeded
a dozen feet or more Wilson turned 10
the mock dictator and said so that
| many could hear him:
But. senior, the boat. Had we not
better inspect 1t? These rebels may
have injured It,"
The dictator demurred. and for
awhile it looked as though he would
| have his way. But presently ne gave
| in to his police chief, and a guard was
| called to escort them to the wharf. On
| the way they were fired at, and MOTH
| ing but the stern deneanor of Wilson
kept their escort from boiling. Just
| before they reached the wharf there
was terrific commotion far behind
them. They could see lights waving,
| and a large body of men running atte4'
them. Wilson surmised the reason
| Turning to Brownson, he whispered:
"They have found the body. We are
in for it," To the men he said: See!
| We are pursued. The rebels have come
around to the rear of the palace. To
the wharf double quick, or we shall be
| annihilated!"
| They ran like deer the rest of the
| way, the soldiers for the most part
| scattering in all directions. Out In the
stream they could see the steamer
anchored, and under the wharf they
found tied a small boat. Brownson
hacked the rope through with the die
tator's sword. They jumped in, and
pulled Justify for the gunboat. And not
a moment too soon, for they had not
| covered half the distance before their
| pursuers were on the wharf firing at
| ter them.
Lopez, the captain of that boat, was
| ordered to keep steam up constantly
while the revolution lasted" remarked
Wilson as they pulled. ut will go hard
with him if he has not obeyed orders"
I'm that case it will go hard with
u.s." replied Brownson. "They are fol-
| lowing in boats"
| ,-oaoho5 4bo cfa Of
She was little more than an ocean go
| ing tug which had been purchased of
| a wrecking company and fitted up with
| a swivel gun fore and aft. Her crew
| numbered six, including her captain,
| VINO bowed low before the Dictator's
uniform. Yes, the captain had steam
up-that is it would be up in a few
minutes-yes, it was up then. Never
| theless 1t would take minutes to weigh
the anchor and get her moving. The
! Dictator choked with inarticulate
| Spanish rage. The chief roared his dis
| pleasure at the delay. The captain
| passed it on to his men. Wilson and
| Brownson ran to the guns and made
| them ready for action. The men in the
| Cncoming boats were shouting with all
| their might. 1t was evident that they
understood the situation perfectly; that
| their greatest hope lay in making the
captain of the tug boat understand.
| The captain divided his voice between
cursing his men and cursing the sup
POSED rebels in the boats He had no
cars for anything, but the approval Of
the Dictator. The boilers began to blow
and the capstan was straining might
lily, but the boats were getting danger
cusly close. AS the foremost boat came
up into the light around the tug, Will
son and Brownson sighted their guns
upon it. The CLEAN of the polished bar
rels and the warnings of the two men
caused the rowers to back water. Just
then the tug began to move. The lead
err in the first boat became frantic. He
stood up in the bow and yelled to the
captain with all his might. The cap
tain grinned ironically and pulled the
whistle cord. The plant of the boat
man was lost in one long blast of fare
well. Both gunners then threw them
selves fiat on the deck, an action