The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1915-11-16

nandez with polite interest. But sud-
denly the brute looked up toward the
deck. He growled deep in his throat.
Hold him." said Hernandez to
Ponto.
But it was too late. With one
bound the brute dashed up the COM
panionway and reached the deck
With another bound he was upon the
| sailor who had caught Annette. In
| an instant Annette found herself re-
| leased, hardly knowing how it had
| happened.
She wrenched open the wireless
door, sprang in, slammed it shut and
| shot the bolt.
Where is the OPERATOR" she in
| CURED.
There was no answer. The operator
| was not there.
Annette seized the wireless appa-
| ratus, dOnned the headgear and sent
| out the S. 0. Shat long wall of
| terror that is heard far out across the
| sea.
On the deck of the destroyer Jack
| son, naval vessel which had left
| Newport day or two before on a
practice cruise, the wireless operator
reported to his lieutenant. He sa-
| luted.
Sir" he said, 81 have an S. o. S.
from steamer Coronado, five miles
| south. Mutiny on board"
A coopoor ,ooo,, o4or+od Co.
ward. Godfrey" he exclaimed under
his breath, s'the Coronado-Annette'
Ship
The lieutenant gave an order. "Put
her about" he said. Forced draft
| ahead"
When the destroyer reached the
| Coronado, the Coronado was in dire
straits. The mutineers, maddened
and emboldened, and strengthened
with renewed doses of the white pow
| der, were in possession of the ship.
The mate and Capt. Peter Handy lay
unconscious on the deck. Every sail
or had bottle in his kand-a bottle
full Of strong drink
In less than quarter of an hour
the Jackson was upon them-she had
| launched boat and her boat had
reached the Coronados side With
| the agility Of perfect training the
Jackson's men swarmed over the rail,
| boarded the Coronado and without
| an instant's hesitation attacked the
mutineers, their lieutenant at their
| head. Neal drew deep breath and
nudged the man next to him.
This is war" he said, "it is what
we're looking for. Come on"
There was fght-no arms'length
fight at that. It was man to man.
1t was melee-it was a riot-it
| was pandemonium. In the midst of
it there was resouding crack. Meals
lieutenant, off his guard for once, re-
| ceived well-aimed blow upon his
fell like log and three brutes leaped
for his head-seeking to batter him
into shapeless mass.
Neal saw his peril and sprang into
the midst. Never in his life had he
fought as then he fought.
The blood rushed into his brain;
unwonted strength flowed into mus
cles! his eyes were everywhere-hi
voice strong and fearless.
"All together now," he shouted. One
-two-tnree."
There was a mighty superhuman
rush, ringing shout-then it was
all over. The mutiny was queIIed.
Neal leaped upon bridge and waved
a cutless. He said the first thing that
occurred to him-the thing he felt
he had to say.
Il am in command" he shouted.
''The first man who disobeys me will
be shot,"
There was clutch upon his arm.
He looked down. He found that his
right arm was bleeding from a cut,
but he found something else. A small
hand was grasping it quite tenderly.
He turned. Annette laughed hyster-
ically.
What about any woman who dis,
cbeys?" she said.
cTO BE CONTINUED)