The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1914-04-02

L reckon we stay mere, miss, ne
said soberly Somebody has smashed
a hole through the bottom with a
| stone"
She uttered little cry of alarm,
leaning over his shoulder.
"A hole! How could that be? Sure
| ly it was no accident"
He arose to his feet, brushing OF his
| knees.
That's what / told the Dutchman,
though neither of US could find the
rock. 1 reckon the Englisher did that
| job; he had it all figured out, and
meant to keep US yere."
saw her look up at the mans face,
and then about in bewilderment.
you think that-why?"
Cause it seems ter me nat'ral.
reckon it's bout what l would a done
if l was in his fix. He had proof
against us, il he could get some In
juns along as witnesses. Nobody
would ever believe what we said, or
even wait ter listen. ALI he had to do
|
| murder, an turn them devils loose.
Thet would let him out slick as
whistle"
She stood erect, one hand pressed
against her temple.
"Then-then what is to be done?"
she questioned blankly, "why-what-
| quick, look there!" She was bending
| forward and pointing out at the lake.
Some dark, moving object was visible
! in the water only few yards from
shore.
Brady flung forward his rife, yet
hesitated, fearing to fire. Whatever 1t
might be-animal or mantle thing
was coming directly toward US, swim
ming with long, stringy locks of wet
hair dangling to the shoulders. 1t was
man beyond doubt, yet for the in
slant l could not determine whether
red or white. AS he stood there sunk
to his armpits in water, he beheld us
for the first time, and there burst from
his lips a sudden, cultural exclama-
ton of alarm. With the strange sound
Schultz leaped forward numbering
against me as he passed, and splashed
his way out toward the fellow, utter
ing some exclamation in his native
tongue He reached him, the two
voices greeting each other.
Welt" exclaimed Brady in disgust
eff it amt another Dutchman. Come
in here, you!"
The two waded ashore onto the
sand, Schultz's heavy hand grasping
his companions arm, and helping him
along. | saw a face white and CHASTITY
in the starlight, lean, smooth-sh
looking emaciated against the long,
dark hair, the eyes bright with fanati-
cism He was a tall, spare man, shak-
ing so he could hardly stand. The
very sight of him aroused my sym
pathy.
Don't be afraid" / said soothingly.
Were all white. How did you come
here?''
His eyes looked at me as | spoke;
then shifted to Schultzs face in silent
questioning. The latter was breath
ing hard, but managed to explain.
He not talk English YER goot, Myn-
heer / tell you vat he say nit me
, he vos a Dutch preacher; yaw, mine
Colt; yust over Ply mine own coun-
: tries; he vos named Adrian Block"
Did he swim all the way?" asked
Brady grinning, but Schultz kept his
eyes fastened on me, held by the one
thought to which he sought to give ut
terance.
He vos Moravian, mynheer; vot
you call mis-sonary-so? He Won
month in dees country, an know only
, to preach
The girl leaning forward, interrupt
: ed with whisper:
Il recognize the man, monsieur; he
was the prisoner l told you of in the
: Indian camp-the Protestant"
They lef' him only NIT one guard
an after while, dot fellow he fal
( asleep. Den he got loose mid hi:
5 bonds, an creep down nit der shore
r of der lake where boat wus. So be
i drift out on der water; but der boa
leak, an go down, leaving him nit not
- tings. Dot vas it, mynheer. Den h'
, swim SOM an pray mooch, an 81
2 COM here nit US, already"
! Where did the Indians go?"
4 up NIT der lake shore-so like dis,
= waving his hand.
. "All of them? The two white mel
| also?"
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