The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1910-01-27
The Man
From
brodney'S
By GEORGE BARR
M'CUTCHEON
Copyright. 1908. by Dodd. Mead q Co.
Copyright. 1908. by Dodd. Mead q Co.

Already the citizens OF the town
We're rushing to the pier Even before
the vessel turned the point the watch
ers a the chateau witnessed a most
amazing performance on the dock
Half a hundred natives dropped down
as If stricken. scattering themselves
along the narrow pier.
The people We're Stimulating death.
They were posing as the victims Of
the plague that infested the land. AS
he was explaining the ruse to his mys-
tilted companion the nose Of the vessel
came out from behind the tree covered
point.
An instant later they were sending
wild cries Of JOY through the chateau.
and people Were rushing toward them
from all quarters.
The trim white thing that glided
across the harbor, graceful as u bird,
was the marquis yacht,
It is needless to describe the Joyous
gale that swept the chateau into a
maelStrom Of emotions
They saw the tug put out 10 meet the
small boat: they witnessed the same
old maneuvers; they sustained a chill
Of surprise and despair when the
bright white and blue boat from the
yacht came to stop at the command
from the tug
There was an hour of parleying
The belea CURED ones Signalcd with de-
spairins energy. The flag, limp in the
damp air above the chateau. shot up
and down in pitiful ea2erness.
But the small boat edged away from
nearby dock. They spoke each other
at long and ever widening range At
last the yachts boat turned and fed
toward the trim white hull.
Almost before the startled dazpd
people on the balcony could grasp the
full and horrible truth the yacht had
lifted anchor and was slowly headed
out to sea
Chase looked grlmly about him into
the questioning. stricken faces Of his
companions. He drew his hand across
his moist forehead
Ladies' and gentlemen" he said Sc
riously and without the faintest intent
to jest. 1--WE are supposed to be dead"
There was a single shrek from the
bride of Thomas Saunders. No sound
left the dry lips of the other watchers,
who stood as if petrified and kept
their eyes glued upon the disappearing
yacht.
They have left me here 70 die"
came from the stifTCned lips of the
Princess Genevra. They have desert
ed me. God in heaven"
Look" cried Chase. pointing to the
dock. Half dozen glasses We're turn
ed in that direction.
The dying and the dead were leapinc
about In the widest exhibition Of glee-
ful triumph.
The yacht slipped into the unrea cha
bic horizon. the feathcry clCId from
its stack lying over against the leaden
sky. shaped like 4 finger that pointed
mockiugly the way to safety.
White faced and despairing. the
watchers turned away and dragged
themselves into the splendid halls Of
the building they had now come to re-
gard as their tomb.
All day long the islanders rejofccd
Their shouts could be plainly heard ny
the besieged. Their rifles cracked sar-
castle greetings from the forest Bull
lets whistled gay accomplishments {"
the ceaselesS song: Allah is great .
Allah is good
No man in the deSpiscd house OF
TasweIl SkaggS slept that night. The
guard was doubled ut al points open
to attack. vt in the morning Dep
bingham, Browne and Chase came up
from the walls for coffee ana an hour :
rest. They We're wet and cold. They
had heard RaSula's minionC shouting
derisively all night long: Nv here is the
warship: Where i the WarShip:'
1T Will come l am positive" said
Chase. inSi>tent in spite of his dti"c-
ton. They drank their coffee in 81
lence. He knew that The others, in
Guiding the native who served them.
We're regarding him with the pity that
one extends to the N1inGloriou> bra =
CART who goes down with flying CnlorS.
He Went out upon the west gallery
and. utterly tagged. threw himself INT"