Evening capital and Maryland gazette. (Annapolis, Md.) 1910-1922, 1915-12-22
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All-dll VIII eat CItSA tue CulCk III
triumph This white girl first"
He made another sign, and a dozen
savages broke away and came back
with huge logs. which they swung in
to the dying fire, sending its sparks
high into the air. They seized one
Of the long poles. and tied Annette to
tilted her with green. strong vines.
They waited for a moment to let
the fire gain Roadway.
They clustered round her. danced
about her-touched her
Down on the beach, two merry men
leaped out of a lifeboat and drew
her we'll upon the shore.
The gang" began the mate. Then
he stopped. With wild yell he dart
ed UP the beach, Neal by his side.
What's happened stammered
Neal. where are
He said no more. BY this time they
were standing on the blackened en-
bers OF q scattered fire-by the rude
hut shattered and broken-and by two
or three red splotches that stained the
white sand and soaked il.
Neal. his face gone white with ter
ror, clutched the mate by the arm.
Blood, he gasped. blood. Whose
blood? You tell me that"
Then the two men-only two-still
side by side, sped on toward the jun
gle. The footprints led that way. At
the grove of palms they stopped. They
glanced about uncertainty.
Here" cried Neal, darting forward,
"a bit of Annettes dress. Come on"
1t was easy now, following this trail.
But ever and anon Neal glanced at his
comrade.
Whose blood?" he demanded, tell
me that"
And the two men-only two went
on.
At last, guided now by shouts and
cries of triumph, they reached the
clearing and peered across ii.
My God" cried Neal aloud. look
look
Two savages-two at first and then
a dozen-had seized the long pole and
had begun to swing it out across the
fire Upon il. limp. unconscious, tight
ly bound, lay the form of Annette.
Neal was across the clearing in a
bound.
Like a maniac, Neal charged into
the group of warriors who held one
end of the long pole and stripped them
from it. With the same fearful energy
he charged into the gang at the other
end and knocked them down. Then,
bestriding the PROSTATE form of An
nette-and he knew not whether she
was alive or dead-he squared himself
and howled defiance
Come on" he cried, the whole
bunch of you. Come on"
Over in hut, crOuched and cover
ing, was Inez watching with
eyes wide with fear.
Hernandez" she shrieked Her
nandez-here."
Hernandez crept toward her. You
are right, Senorita, - he said, his breath
coming and going, his heart beating
like a trip hammer with excitement,
you are right. II is not in our hands.
Now is our good time. Let us get
away
Horrible" cried Inez.
therefore away" went on Her
nandez leading her by the hand,
away from here-and to our fortune,
Lost Isle.
Horrible" repeated lnez, holding
her hand across her face.
"Ah," said fernando now dragging
her with him, a bit roughly, but they
are all accounted for except the boat.
And the boat is on the sands. Come
YOU come with me-
Almost lifting her from the ground,
ne darted with her across the open
space, unnoted by any of the savage
crew and safely reached the jungle
trail Reaching it, he put his hand
upon his lips.
Careful" he said, eve know not
whom we may meet. Careful. Come.
We're safe"
Back before the fire, two men fought,
back to back. One was Neaj-and one
the mate. They fought ike tigers
for a moment. but not more Twenty
to one the man-eaters hurled them
selves upon two white men and bore
them, senseless, to the ground
The Brute meanwhile, was gazing
wildly all about hin-looking for his
| master and looking in vain Suddenly
he of all men, saw the exit of Her
| nandez-saw him steal away At frs
he may have been impelled to follow
| for he started off. But a close OBJ
server might have noted an expression
| of relief cross his countenance. for hC
sank back once more upon his sea-
and watched the fight.
! He even laughed-to him it seemed
like new game. A fight was chiId'l
/ play to the Brute. But when the un
conscious forms of Neal and the mate
| were borne away, he seemed alarmed
| He started once more to his feet.
"Eye-yah," cried the chief to his fol
/ lowers, the white god hungers. Or
| with the feast"
, Once more the bearers seized An
netts-still dashed firmly to the pole
I, Then for the first time the Brute real
lied that something was wrong-tha
! here was horror.
+. lie dertsd into the midst of the war
| riors and swung his arms.
F; Mono" he cried.
/ But the mere word OF a god coul,