The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1911-04-22

PAM" But wherever this note OF
loyalty sounded, there followed a
slight commotioh in the press, and
that voice was not heard again.
The cabinet members were not
without a sense Of being within the
shadow of this ominous human cloud,
nor did they fail to catch the rum
blings Of its incipient thunder. As
Stunning the expression and manner
ism of mastery unconcern, they sum
moned their carriages to the curb at
intervals, and each, passing leisurely
through the palace-yard gate, was
driven away in a direction different
from that taken by any Of his col
leagues
But while the human storm-cloud
swelled and muttered in the fore
ground, a man-squat, alert, and in
conspicuously cloaked-emerged from
the palace through a servants door in
the rear, and strobe into the back
street, where, unobserved in a city
of which the entire population was
out Of doors looking for him, he step
ped into a closed carriage, and was
driven, without undue haste, toward
the waterfront
A small implanted pinnace, sails
lowered, but unfurled and Tapping,
lay along the wharf, held fast by boat
hooks in the hands of two unkempt
civilian sailors. Into this boat the
dictator stepped, and as If by magic
the five cabinent officers appeared in
a group walking rapidly down the
dock. They also boarded the pinnace,
the patched canvas sails of which
were instantly hoisted and, with the
assistance of a stern scull, carried
it glidingly out into the bay. A ris-
ing tumult of voices caused the die
tator to stand up, a dignified figure,
and look back. Already the wharf
was thronged with people who surg
ed to and fro, with angry cries and
gesticulations. His defiance was to
shake his fist, not at his country
men in whom was manifested this
national climacteric, but at a more
responsible agent-an American gum
boat anchored in the shallow offing.
Spawn of mob tyranny" he graf
ed through flashing white teeth. Il
go to my Elba, but 1 will return!"
Aboard the small coasting steamer
the dictator paced the quarterback
impatiently, looking landward, until
the increasing tumult on the wharf
caused him to study the situation for
a moment through binoculars. Then
he turned toward his uneasy follow
ers grouped near the gangway
''Masquenal," he called, and paus-
ed, discounted. Il forgot we had
left our fox behind, but our lion has
arrived. Truly, he has been at bay;
he is a mere bundle in the boat. But
the mob has permitted his departure.
probably out of sympathy with his
wounds. 1t is a safe stone to shell
ter behind, that sympathy of the
mob; before now have won lost
cause by making it my bulwark. That
mans strength is twofold who has
learned to weep at will"
The gangway ladder was at once
hauled up after Viroti, splinted and
bandaged to resemble a mummy, had
been lifted aboard. The battle-torn
chief was Immediately carried to his
stateroom, and was not seen again
until he left the ship. About mid
night, sixty hours after the govern
ment's fight from the Oronaguan cap
ital, Azurpan, his private secretary,
Edeman-D ulana, and the disabled
general, with three horses, and a
large supply of water and provisions,
were set on the beach of a desolate
cove close to the Mexican border.
The remainder of the party proceed
ed to Mazatlan, whence they would
go on to Mexico City or to the region
of the Rio Grande, as subsequent
news from the South should deter
mine them.
In the sickly shade of a mesquite
clump, the first camp was made by
the exiled dictator and the two trust
ed lieutenants whom he had honored
by selecting to attend his person to
the end, good or i'll. Toward the
mountainous North wound the noun
tain trail into popuIous Mexico; to
the South a roadless desert inter
vened between the fugitives and their
native land
Preparatory to broaching a bag Of
foodstuffs, Edeman-Dulana, not a sol
der, leaned his rife against a big
boulder and laid his revolver and