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The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1915-04-01
DIED

Df. EQWafQ \. DOllaTu, one VI Jhe
leading physicians Of Neenab died at
the Theda Clark Hospital in that city
or Friday morning of last week while
undergoing an operation for appended
tbs. The doctor had been suffering
from a severe cold for some days before
the date of the operation and he failed
to recover from the effects of the an
aesthetic administered when the opera
tion was performed.
DR.. DolIard was known to nun ber
Of people in this city having visited
here at different times, and having
performed operations and been called
into consultation on cases at the local
hospital since he took up his residence
at Neenah.
He was born in the town of Russell,
Sheboygan County, forty-two years
ago, and after completing the common
school course attended Rush Medi-
cal, Chicago, and at Jefferson College,
Philadelphia, completing his course at
the latter College. Returning to
.Glenbeulah near his old home be open
ed an Office and practiced his profession
with marked success for several years,
after which he took a post graduate
course OF year in Europe. He then
located at Neenah, where he soon
built up an extensive practice, and
where he continued TO reside until his
death
He was not married. His mother,
five brothers and five sisters survive
him. The funeral was held on Monday
interment being at st. AIMS. in She
boygan County, near his boyhood
home.
Mrs. Sanford Kittcll, died Sunday
morning at her home in Green Bay,
aged 10 years. She was born in Kings
County, Ireland ip 1910, and came with
her parents, Mr.. and Mrs. Patrick
Tracy, to this country in lS49. In
1854 the family settled on a farm in
the town Of Liberty, this county, She
was married to Sanford Kittell in 1857
at st. NaZianZ, Father Oswald perform
ing the ceremony. Many years ago
Mr.. and Mrs. kittel removed to Brown
county where the deceased had since
made her home. Her husband died
some tive years ago, She was the
motHl,g.o' inc children seven Of whom
survive. They are W IN. .. kittell and
Mrs. John Dunbar of Seymour; Lawr-
ence of Green Bay, Edward OF Kaukau-
ma, Mrs. Henderside of Neenah,
Charles of Mil Center and John of
Green Bay, She is also survived by
twenty one grand children, and one
brother Dan Tracy of this city,
Mrs. Kittell was we'll known in the
southern part of this county where she
made her home for several years. She
was woman who was highly esteemed
and had large circle of friends. She
was an at1ectionate wife and loving
mother. She has run the journey of
her life and it is a path marked with
deeds of kindness and cheer. Flowers
not thorns, sunshine not shadow did
she scatter everywhere, Truth was
the inspiration of her life and by kind
ness she eXempliied its worth.
The funeral was held Wednesday
forenoon at Green Bay. Her five sons,
and her son-in-aw, Mr.. Henderside,
were the pail bearers.
Mr.. and Mrs Dan Tracy of this city,
Mrs. Sarah Sullivan and Miss Mary
Barnes of Liberty attended the funeral.
Peace to her soul.
The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1915-04-01

Miss Mary Lantry, now engaged in
teaching school in Milwaukee is home
this week.
The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1915-04-01

DEATH or A SOLDIER. We learn
that Mr.. James Smith, a resident OF
Clarbs' Mills, died in That village on
Monday last. He served three years
as member of the 18th Regiment,
and We believe was at one time II pris-
oner IN Richmond.
The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1915-04-01

DEATH OF A MANITOWOC LADY
We learn that letters have been receiv-
ed announcing the death OF the wife OF
LIT. Col. T. q. Olmsted, at Little Rock,
Ark. THIS is sad news to her many
friends in this village.
The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1915-12-27
SYNOPSIS.

On the day of the eruption of Mount
pe1ee Capt. John Hs din of the steamer
Princess rescueS five-year-old Annette
4hngton from an open boat, but Is forced
~ leave behind her father and his COM
panions. Ilington is assaulted by Her.
nRndez and Ponto in vain attempt to
get papers which Ilington has managed
to send aboard the Princess with his
daughter, papers proving his title to and
Qf Cinnabar. Ilingtons injury causes his
Kind to become a blank. Thirteen years
4lApse. Hernandez, now an opium Snug
2aer, with POntO, IneZ, female accom-
Raiee, and the mindless brute that once
MAS Ilington, come to Seaport, where the
widow of Captain Hardin Is living with
her son Neal and Annette Ilington, and
by her father. Neal tries for admission
TO the Naval academy. but through the
1sachery of Joey Welcher Is defeated by
1pey and disgraced. Neal enlists in the
MGvy. Inex sets q trap for Joey and the
Gpnspirators get him in their power. An
Dette discovers that heat applied to the
nap reveals the location of the lost Is
lend. subsequently in struggle for its
possession the map is torn in three parts.
Ing q portion Annette sails on the Coro-
uado In search of her father. The crew,
orazed by cocaine struggled aboard by
Hernandez, ,muttny, and are overcome by
8 boarding party from U. s. Destroyer
jackson, led by Neal In Martinique An
nette and Neal are captured and taken to
= smugglers' cave to be blown up with
diver 1nez FORCES Identification papers
FIR herself as Annette. In an insurrec-.
ttOn Neal and Annette are again cap
Atfed an Gr
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CHAPTER xxx.
BY His EyeIids.

Hernandez and his two companions
reached the tree. They reconnoitered.
Above him in the swaying branches,
all ignorant Of the group below, Neal
wigwagged his signals toward the AL
bany. His heart leaped within him,
for the Albany wigwagged In return.
She was doing more-she was sending
of her fastest launch shoreward,
crowded to the gunwale with marines
marines who knew their business.
Below Hernandez smiled q diabolical
smile. He was watching, not Neal,
but the swaying OF the tree.
Look" he said to Ponto, "see how
these roots tug at this scant earthen
covering. She is q tree growing on
rock. She totters. And she is more
than a tree growing on rock-she
grows on the edge Of a cliff. Beast,
come here Tell him, Ponto, what to
do"
Ponto told him, emphasizing his
commands with the ever-ready whip.
The brute obeyed. He set his shout
ders to the tree trunk and began stead
lily. tirelessly, persistently to push.
Nov, now" cried Hernandez, IN =
frenzy OF excitement. ION, on
The tree crashed desperately over
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and saluted. He glanced doubtfully
at the haif-dozen insurrectos wearing
uniforms.
Who are you?" he demanded of
Inez.
These" said Inez, with wave of
her hand, ARE Dolores regulars who
have befriended us, and we are three
Americans, and one of us is sick. It
is for her that we seek refuge"
He strobe swiftly to the side of Mrs.
Hardin She was swaying helplessly
from side to side in the saddle of her
donkey, supported by two insurrecto
escorts.
Meal, Neal" she cried.
Inez dismounted and approached the
officer. "She has the fever" she ex-
claimed, "and she raves in her speech
all the time, lieutenant; she makes up
names-all kinds of names"
There are other Americans in the
mountains?" he queried.
Inez opened wide her eyes and
shook her head eve saw none, sir"
she said.
The ensign pondered. This woman
needs immediate attention. Take her
to the. launch and thence to the Al
bany.' He bowed to Inez and beck
oned to Joe Welcher. ''You two must
90 along" he said soberly.
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the little squad of marines on the top
of the cliff and joined them in the
double quick toward the Aztec strong
hold They reached the clearing. The
gates of the walled city were open and
the walls bristled with armored Aztec
warriors. The marines fixed their bay
onets and made ready for charge.
Suddenly, however. Neal held up his
hands Listen" he exclaimed From
the unseen waters beyond there wasl
the boom of gun.
tits my gum" said Neal 'T kn0wI
her when she speaks-mY six-inchI
gun"
The officer in charge Of the squad
held up his hand. Halt" he conf
manded.
His squad halted. 1t was we'll theyl
did. Through the open gate theyl
could see the sun gods demoniacal
cOuntenance twisting and mounting inl
the red glare of the affairs flames
Across the strip of jungle they could
hear the boom boom of the gun.
Neal slapped his thigh with joy
"He's got the range already, boys" no
cried. wait. Look-look-look."
With a mighty shout OF triumph tho
marines leaped into the air yelling like
demons themselves. They had good
cause, for the gunner on the Albany
had more than found the range-he
had planted an exploding shell In tho
very middle of the sun god-and tho
sun god and his temple. amid shrieks
from = hundred throats--burst into
. thousand pieces--and disappeared.
(TO BE cONTTNUEDl
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CHAPTER xxxv.
Sanctuary.


Meantime things had happened
Outside the fort there was camped q
gang OF about fifty insurrectos. Many
were wounded; all seemed to be in
tatters.
They had with them three Ameri'
canos. One was Joe Welcher, who
sat sullenly upon the ground smoking
a cigarette. Inez Castro was also in
evidence. The third Americana was
Neal Hardin's mother. She was the
subject of considerable discussion, for
she was Ill.
Get me two donkeys," said Her.
nandez. Il will send her back down
the trail with Senorita Castro and
,Welcher."
A quarter of q mile away on tho
top Of Jagged rock that thrust its
head above the surrounding foliage
there crouched q native scout. He
watched a cruiser slowly steaming
up the coast. He watched the shore
and the trails leading from the shors.
Suddenly he started-he had seen
something ominous. He chung to his
perch for one instant peering down to
make quite certain. Then he scraui-
bled to the ground and then crawled.
leaped, staggered through the brush.
He reached the insurrectos' camp
and clutched his leaders arm.
"Americanos, captain he painted
breathlessly. "They come
From whence?" queried the leader.
The insurrecto scout indicated tha
direction. Fear spread itself over the
countenance of the leader.
Hernandez grunted.' 1--WE must va
moose. Senorita Castro he said to
Inez, you and the two Americans
shall go thither-east." He nodded
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the edge and toppled into the depths

the edge and toppled into the depths
beneath.
AS she did so there was scream
woman's scream-Annette's Her
napdez heard it; so did Ponto; but
they could not locate it. Out of their
sight, somewhere along that cliff, An
nette was crouching watching with
eyes wide with terror She saw the
tree bend slowly outward, though she
did not know the cause.
Then her heart leaped within her,
for the tree had dropped topping
head over heels, so to speak. but ~
some great chance it mad brushed
Neal lightly, not heavily. against the
cliff, and then had plunged down to- It's
own doom leaving him graphing for
his life with clump of bushes on =
narrow ledge below
She saw all this and so did Herman
dez and his partner, Ponto. Ponto
smote the brute upon the shoulder. He
pointed to a huge stone at his feet
"Finish him." he commanded. Go
down and finish him."
The brute seized the stone and crept
warily down a narrow path and
reached the ledge upon which chung
Neal.
The brute slowly raised the rock
above his head. AS he did so small
firm hand clutched him by the shoul-
der-a woman's hand He turned and
looked into the eyes of Annette Hing
A \, cd he ~
the rock
Help him." commanded Annette,
help him. Do as l say"
Hernandez, white with rage, thrust
Ponto behind him and leaned far over
the edge of the cliff shaking h1a
clenched hand impotently at the bruts.
do as say" he commanded. II
will nay you if you don't"
He leaned too far, not for bis own
safety, but for the safety of some at
his belongings. A paper packet wrt9-
gled easily and joyously out OF hls
breast pocket and slipped easily and
joyously down the cliff, landing almost
at Annette's feet
The brute turned suddenly. dartsd
lOIWdTu, btIctCuCu lOIlu = AUBO 0AAAN
and jerked Neal from his precartouM
position up to the ledge-up to safety.
The three stood there ciinging to
the side of the cliff; the brute pant
ing with wonder, Neal and Annette
painting with relief. Suddenly Annette
stopped and picked up packet that
lay at her feet. She uttered littls
cry of recognition-and with good
cause
It was the identifying map-part OF
the evidence that linked her with tho
lost Isle of Cinnabar.
Ten minutes later Neal dung up
his hands and cheered-and with good
cause Over the brow of hill, clam
bering like mad, there swarmed up
through the jungle a crowd of United
States marines.
Hernandez and Ponto saw themj
from above and with wild oaths turnedi
and incontinently fed. The brute.
obeying a sudden impulse. crept swift
ly along the ledge and followed his re-
treating masters.
Neal and Annette assembled more
cautiously and carefully. They met
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CHAPTER xxxvIl.
The Anger Of a God.


Within the walls of Corazon del Sol
there lived god. He didn't know he
lved-he was quite ignorant Of his
own existence. II he had ever lived
he would have died from ugliness.
Put there were those who knew he
lived. They were the inhabitants Of
this ancient Aztec village-Corazon
del Sol, the Heart of the Sun. They
knew he lived, because periodically
and quite persistently he demanded
flesh.
Just now he stared straight before
him through the gates of the crum-
bling walls. The high priest followed
his glance.
Suddenly the high priest started and
held high his hand. A group of Aztec
warriors answered the summons. In
crude uneven order this crowd rushed
through the gates and stood at bay.
Across the clearing was another group
Hernandez and his crowd. The two
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The Brute, cringing In his turn, half
fell, half shuffled out of the cell, fol-
lowed by Hernandez raining blows
upon his back.
Hours passed. Suddenly an omi-
nous whisper spread through the fort
"a whisper of apprehension. There
was much hustle.
During an interval of comparative
quiet there was waited into the range
of Meals hearing the one word
"Americanos." Then with two sue
cessive clangs the cell doors, Meals
and Annette's, were flung back.
They were bound and once more
blindfolded. Then, each in the CEN
ter of an ample escort, they stumbled.
plunged and staggered once more
through the jungle trail.
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CHAPTER xxxvi.

CoFaZOn oei SOIs
After a march of hours In the very
thickest of the jungle, Hernandez halt
ed his band of insurrectos. The re-
spite was welcomed. Exhaustion
reigned supreme. Hernandez picked
out two of the sleeker looking revo'
Iutionists.
"This trail" he said to them, has
been lately travelled. See whore it
leads"
Hernandez went back to his cap
tives. He carried with him thick
pieces of bread. He Embossed the
bandages from their eyes.
Mine hostages" he said lightly,
"eat, drink and be merry"
Three miles further on there was a
clearing in the jungle. Across this
clearing was an ancient gateway and
q crumbling stone wall, older than his
toric man himself. Two unprepossess-
ing stolid stone figures guarded this
gateway. A third guard now entered
the foreground and passed through the
ancient ruined gateway.
He was living guard, but of dead
race. He was an Aztec. He had heard
noises and he had come out to see as
we'll as to hear.
And suddenly he saw and was seen
in turn. Wriggling through the por-
lions of the edge of the clearing sud
denly appeared the two scouts sent
forward by Hernandez. They crouched
there, staring speechlessly at the
Aztec warrior. He in his turn stared
speechlessiy at them.
But they had seen more than he had.
They had caught a glimpse through
that gateway of mass of leaping,
twisting flame, and they knew it for
the thing it was.
An hour later, painting, GREATNESS,
with their tongues hanging out and
their eyes still wide with terror, they
crept up to Hernandez and clutched
him by the arms.
"Corazon del SOL" they cried, their
faces twisted with terror.
Ponto heard them. His eyes cleaned
with sudden interest. He waddled to
the side of Hernandez and nodded
understandings.
"Corazon del SOL" repeated Herman
dez "The Heart of the Sum-"
Ponto nodded again. "The Heart of
the Sum-" he repeated.
"Well, what of it?" asked Herman
dez
"The lost tribe" whispered the
scouts. THE Aztecs. Come" they
cried, I'VE have no time to lose. They
will be upon us. Fly"
Hernandez gripped each man by the
wrist. Speak, Ponto," he demanded.
Ponto tapped himself upon his chest.
Il am of Aztec blood myself he said.
81 have heard of this lost tribe. have
heard of this city of Corazon del Sol.
Many assume it to be a myth, senior,
but it is no myth"
Hernandez nodded. How many in
habitants of Corazon del Sol?" he
queried.
Tradition has it," said Ponto, that
It is a town surrounded by wall and
that its population never increases"
He smiled grimly. What human be-
ings it does not need, it feeds to the
Heart Of the Sun-the fame"
1T will feed all of US to the fame"
cried the scouts. 1--WE must go back
back"
Hernandez leered "Ponto," he said,
sin front of us, according to these in
surrectos, is fiery furnace with mil
lion foes Behind US, camping on our
trail somewhere, is handful Of Ameri-
can marines. Which do you choose?"
forward" said Ponto, ito the fiery
furnace. Deliver me from handful
of marines"
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to the leader eve go west at once
and with our prisoners"
It takes tina trained eye of native
to know tail when he meets one
in the well-nigh impossible jungles OF
Dolores. The United States marines,
a little squad of 25 men, we're begin
ming to realize this fact. For an hour
they followed blind trail after blind
trail, only to retrace their steps to a
given starting point.
Never mind" said their of1cer.
They're up til ere and we'n get them.
and then"
He stopped A shower of dirt and
small stones spattered on his head.
The officer looked up. Above him
lowered a Cliff and half way to the
top of this cliff there ran a narrow
ledge-a mountain pass The officer
ducked, for there was another shower
Of dirt and gravel. Then he caught
sight OF a donkeys tail swishing out
over the precipice.
i've got the trail he said, "and .
good trail it is, for it leads here-here
to our very feet"
He was quite right Some three
quarters of an hour later Inez and her
small party passed that very spot-a
spot now deserted.
Suddenly twenty-five American ma
rines with drawn bsyonets sprang
from the jungle as by magic and sur
rounded them.
Inez, excellent actress, breathed an
audible sigh of relief. "At last" she
said "we have found you"
The ensign advanced toward her
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groups faced each other, tense, won
dering.
The high priest spoke-uttering UNI
ineligible jargon. Hernandez turned
to Ponto.
"What does this old devil say?" he
demanded.
Ponto was painting with terror.
HE says said Ponto, that he
wants to talk to you"
Hernandez pondered for moment
and toyed with the weapon in his
hand.
Then he crossed the clearing and
faced the high priest. Ponto from his
vantage point of comparative safety
translated in thin high-strung tones.
you are interlopers," said the
priest angrily, his cruel eyes watching
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CHAPTER xxxvIiI.
A Brides Revolt.

Hernandez pondered once again.
Then he nodded
Wen do it," he returned. Tell
that beast out there to bring the
white girl in
Ponto turned and ran waddling out
side the gates. He gave a brief COM
mand to the brute and at the word
The brute seized Annette and held her
high upon his shoulder. At another
work OF command the brute marched
toward the gate and entered it.
The high priest stood quivering.
watching the approach OF Annette and
the brute. The fou1 Aztecs in lam
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the terror he inspired, and you shall
be destroyed. Behind me is fire, sud-
den death. We have many thousand
warriors. We have an Unsuitable god.
We brook no strangers-we tolerate
no enemies. You are an enemy, you
and yours. Go, and 60 at once"
I'VE are not enemies" returned Her
nandez. 1--WE are travelers-weary
travellers. We have lost our way. We
need rest and food To turn back now
means death"
The high priest shrugged his shout
ders. Follow me-" he said.
He turned and passed between the
divided group of warriors and entered
the gate.
Hernandez followed, entering the
walls three PAGES behind the priest.
He led Hernandez to the center of
the village.
With long, lean, skinny finger, the
high priest pointed to the sun god.
He Frustrated himself, then rose and
gave sharp command. Two Aztecs.
clad in scarlet robes, darted forward,
each with burning brand raised high
above his head. Before Hernandez
was a pit sunk into the ground. 1t
was piled high with fuel and from this
pit there rose quite familiar odor-
the odor of petroleum. In went the
burning brands and in the twinkling
of an eye the fuel caught fire and
leaping. twisting flame sprang into
the air.
Hernandez drew back. The fame
was hot 1t grew hotter as he
watched. In few moments 1t was
seething, roaring furnace.
Hernandez stood with folded arms.
The high priest swooped down upon
him and denounced him in whitening
jargon. Hernandez knew what 1t
meant. 1t meant that they were to go.
"Ponto," he cried, come here"
Ponto, quivering, crept through the
double line of Aztec warriors and
through the gate. Hernandez Jerked
his head toward the priest.
Tell him." said Hernandez, that
he must take us in
Ponto obeyed. He began to plead
in his oiliest accents. The high priest
was firm. Once again he held up his
hand and from every hut in the In
closure there sprang forth another
group of warriors.
Run, partner cried Ponto, run
for your life"
But Hernandez did not run, for sud-
denly the countenance OF the high
priest had changed. A crafty smile
spread over his leathery old face. Pom
70 followed his glance. At the other
end Of the clearing with ray OF sun
shine full upon her crouched Annette
Ilington.
Without removing his glance from
the girl the high priest touched Her.
nandez on the arm and spoke in high
shrill accents.
What does he say?" demanded Her
nandez of Ponto.
Ponto shivered. "He says" re-
turned Ponto, the sun god is angry.
That he has commanded his people
to destroy you all. That he will smite :
you hip and thigh unless"
UNLESS WHAT" queried Hernandez. |
"You give the white girl to the god
and the rest of you can get food and
succor within the walls-the white
girl for the god"
El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1915-12-21
SOCIETY DOLNGS
Ell Pasoans Awau.

Mrs. Bert Ramsay will leave Thurs
day TO spend the Christmas holidays
in San Francisco. visiting Mr.. and Mrs.
Garrett f. Cooper
Miss Belle White left Monday night
Tor Silver City, y. NJ, where she viii
visit relatives during Christmas time.
She VIII return the end of the week.
Mrs ThOs. J. Hoe and children left
Monday to spend the Christmas holt
DAYS with Mrs YOe's parents, at Buda.
Tex, and 10 attend a family reunion
at their old home
" H Lark is in Fort Smith. Ark.
where he was called by the Illness OF
his father, Rev. A. H Smith whose
death occurred Saturday. Mr. Lark
viii return to FL Paso the end of the
week.
Rev and Mrs. J. E. Abbott and
family left the first of the week for
Kansas City, where they viii make
their home. They spent Monday visit
ing friends in Vaughn. y II. before
starting on their journey. Mr.. Abbott
successor in charge Of the Westminster
Presbyterian church has not yet been
appointed.