Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1915-05-15

clasping her in his arms beside him.
permit me to introduce Joan Darcy,
the heroine of our adventure"
He introduced Joan to his friends
one by one. Joan in bewilderment
asked what it all meant.
How" she asked, did you all get
here? l thought there were no white
men In this region. How did John
find your"
John quickly outlined the story OF
his trip to New York and told how
Wynn and his friends had volunteered
TO come at once to Central America
to rescue the loveliest woman alive.
But the mad fellows!" Gauht now
said. Where are FL Toro ard Cha
cha?"
Have you not found their bodies? ''
was Joan's startling question.
Their bodies!" exclaimed Doctor
Saddler DO you mean to say they
are dead?"
Yes" answered Joan. Dead. They
fought each other-fought a terrible
duel near my cage witnessed the
whole fearful combat. And oh John!
The worst happened-the worst that
you and / often feared might occur.
Those two men killed each other, leav-
ing me in that, cage to starve by
inches. oh, the horror of it, On the
morning of their fight-three days ago
they had not yet fed and watered'
me. The consequence was that, min
ute by minute, l found my strength
waning, till tinally-well, l must have
sunk into Inconsistencies from sheer
lack of food-for so you found me
last night"
The party now left the hut and went
in search of the bodies of the madmen.
they found the bodies lying just be-
yond Joan's cage, locked in each 9TH
er's embrace-each in the death grip.
They buried them decently, then or
dered the blacks to prepare at once
for the return journey to the coast
While preparations were going for
ward simultaneously for the return
trip and for breakfast for their i'm
mediate sustenance the four white
men asked Joan to tell them with
more particulars just what had caused
the two madmen to kill each other.
I'm going to tell you something
first that really may surprise you.
John" Joan said. The negro Chacha
he was not mad at all He was per-
fectly sane-just as ! had often be-
lieved he was. His whole game was
waiting game. He pretended insan-
ity merely in order to remain with
the mad naturalist And his desire to
remain In the company of the really,
truly mailman was simply to discover
the hiding place of the old mans gold.
well, from what | heard the black
man say to the naturalist ON the
morning of their fight, it seems that
the black man had that morning at
last discovered the scientist in the
very act of gloating over his gold. 1t
was that room in the hut which you.
John, know of-the room in which |
slept last night.
1T appears that the negro stole
upon his master unaware, and that the
| black man at once tried to secure pos
| session of the gold. The white man
must have fought off the negro-driv-
ing him out of the hut. The negro's
spear stood near my cage, where he
had left it the night before. and that s
how he came to run to the cages, while
/ the white man pursued him Once in
possession of his spear the black man
| turned on his master to give battle
| The white man was armed only with
a knife. AS they fought l heard the
negro. painting for breath, saying tc
| Ell Toro:
$50, Senior Ell Toro, this is your
last hour. You thought me insane
| Well, I'm not insane. I'm as saac
as you we're when l first found you
counting your gold in the coast vii
lage. And now you are about to die
and l am going 20 get the gold. and
I'm going to take that girl in the cage
| for my wife
Can you imagine, John, my terror
when | heard that negro express his
! intentions thus in regard to myself
There was knife in my cage-a knife
they permitted me to keep for cutting
| chunks of meat. | determined now t
use that knife on myself If the negro
| won the fight.
In terrible anxiety watched them
! through the bars OF my cage. Bach
and forth they drove each other, the
negro cursing and the mad scientist
always laughing In demoniacal glee
! till finally-oh, horrors! the Negroes
4 spear pierced the back of the mailman
seemingly a mortal wound. The black
rushed to his PROSTATE adversary &c
stab him again with the spear.
seized my knife, with the resolve tc
plunge 1t into my heart the moment
the negro gave the madman his death
blow-for death was preferable, as you
will understand. to falling into the
hands Of that bestial negro.
But hope my Joy is not wicked
| just as the negro stopped to give the
! -ao5ror a Anal stab vvs4t, tbo 1900