The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-04-14

Child Of the Sun. They had found her wandering in the forest toward the Peruvian frontier and believed her to be one of the lost children of the Inca that Inca who should one day come again to avenge his death and his race and drive the Spaniards into the sea- When this maiden came forth from her hut to tell the strangers that they were welcome to stay in her territory. the Englishmen were astonished at her appearance. SurpessingIy beauti- full in a wild savage way in face and form. Anacanora as her people called her, had the features of a European; and though her skin was Drowned by the tropic suns 1t was easy to'see that its natural complexion was not that of the Indian.
 Heavy bands of gold were around golden collar Her air was one of command and he- slightest wish seemed too be law to the tribe.
 The adventurers had been eighty when they left their ship. They were only forty now. and way-worn and weary. So in this earthly paradise they rested awhile from their tolls. Some of the men were for staying there forever, and even the mind of Amyas was crossed by such thought But at last, shaking off this new tempta- tion, he reused his men and continued the toilsome march.
 There was no thought of finding Fl Dorado now; only to- build boats, float down one of the streams. and. -captur- ing Spanish ship to sail away home in her.
 Ayacanora watched Amyas depart with rage and despair in her heart. The impression he had made upon that wild spirit she did not try to conceal, and though the Englishman had re- pelled her advances he took leave Of her with some sorrow.
 The wanderers made for the Mag dalena River. and had almost reached 1t when they learned from some Indians of the approach of a Spanish treasure train going unto Santa Fe de bogoea- Lying in wait in the mountain path, they ambushed the train, putting the Spaniards to the sword and sefzing up- on their abundant treasure. Scarcely had they started for the river again when they heard a strange, wild song from the forest. and AyaIanora made her appearance. She had followed them through the wilderness, and now declared that she would not leave Am vas. but go with him to that fair land where his home was and where hers would be also. If he did not take her along she would kill herself.
 So Amyas swore himself and his men ~N-~ when they had completed their boats and went floating down the stream with their treasure Ayacanora accom- panied them.
 Gliding by the Spanish settlements at night, the wanderers finally came to the mouth of the river and felt the lift of the seas under them once more. Three years had passed since they had left their wounded ship on the banks of the dark and pestilential stream and plunged into the wilderness, and now, clothed in scraps and rags, wasted by fever, hunger and toll, these men of Devon once more saw the sea and felt again all their old courage.
 Tn the Bay of Santa Marta they came upon a Spanish galleon, riding at an- chor, laden and ready to sail for home. That night they boarded her though the stern ports and made her their prize, securing or killing the officers before they could give the alarm. Then clapping down the fore hatch and yelling Tire" they caught the Spanish sailors as they came running, unarmed and dazed, up the main hatch. and, forcing them into boats, set them adrift.
 There was only one fight of any gravity. Some SpaniGrds took refuge in the cabin and opened fire. The EngIishmen charged them and Amyas engaged the commander in sword play. Just as the Spaniard was making lunge at Amyas which would have done for him a bright blade flashed over his shoulder. The Spanish comman- der fell and Ayacanora, with hair streaming over her shoulders and her raised knife dripping blood stood de- liant and savage, threatening all who should come near her Englishman.
 By daybreak they had the ship under way, bounding to the eastward The signs of the conflict had been cleared away and Amyas invited his prisoners to breakfast with him. Among the oapttyes was the Bishop of Cartagena, returning home in search of a more