The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1915-11-06


and his Aztec ally were ahead of him
and not behind.
ITO the sea-to the seattle voice
Of the multitude raised itself in agony
There was but one cry-"to the sea
let me past-make room for me-to
the sea-to the sea-"
At a crazy little wharf Aington
twitched himself and Manuella and the
child deftly to one side and let the
crowd plunge on.
He scanned the surface of the bay,
the fringe of shore. The bay was dot
ted with small boats, laden to the gun
wales. The water was alive with
swimmers.
Ilington turned suddenly-at his
side stood Hernandez. Ilington shook
his head.
There's not chance" he said.
"Senor Ilington,' said Hernandez,
"you are indeed fortunate to nave tied
yourself to me. Always have some
thing up my sleeve" He jerked his
head. Follow me-" he added.
Ilington, wondering, followed, drag
ging Manuella with him.
Swiftly the group moved along the
water front-they fought their way
inch by inch. Suddenly Hernandez
darted out upon another wharf.
Stand in a circle" he commanded,
"and when l say the word-quick &C.
ton, senor.'
Then Hernandez stopped quickly
and jerked back a trap door that had
been fitted into the planking.
Quick" he whispered, drop"
He seized Manuella and dropped her
through the opening. She screamed
this scream rose to Shrek when she
struck the water. But her alarm was
unwarranted There was no danger
followed with a leap-he knew his
ground Ilington lowered himself
warily, to save annette from injury;
chung for one instant to the edge OF the
opening with one brawny hand, and
then dropped straight as plummet.
Hernandez followed suit, closing the
trap door behind him. The closing of
this door left them almost in total
darkness.
"Senor," whispered Hernandez, Il
have boat One moment, please"
He CROPPED about and caught a rope
tied to a pile. He drew it in, hand
over hand
en-" said Hernandez-"e everybody
in"
The group obeyed The boat was
small
"Senor," said Hernandez, you are
Iarge-you are tall. See yonder ray of
Iight-it is an opening, just wide
enough to admit of this small craft.
Leap out, senor-draw us thither-it
is the sole way to the sea-"
Ilington dragged the boat through
the narrow opening and swung back
into his place.
"I'll row. he said
Suddenly Hernandez pointed toward
The north. Look, senOr," he ex-
"succor-yonder is saliva
ion"
Ilington followed his glance. His
ace lighted.
Salvation is right" he returned in
ones of relief, "a steamer-and, !
what's more, she flies the American
lag. Good luck
Under the command of her captain, !
Hardin the Princess had steamed back |
nto the rain of living fire to rescue |
whom she might.
On the forward deck of the steamer
TODD Captain Hardin-and beside
i'm his small son-to welcome refu-
ees. And there were many refugees
0 welcome. Captain Hardin soon
aw he must discriminate.
Finally he shook his head. Ben"
e told his mate, we're filling up.
lick your crowd from now on-only
he helpless-children women, old
len. Reject all Others"
Welcher, with two of the crew be-
ind him-both scared into a frenzy
IL armed with capstan bars-raised
loft his bludgeon.
mo moreno more!" he cried. "Pll
rain the first. man who tries to get
board"
Suddenly above the din, powerful
dice was heard.
"Ahoy, there, Princess cried this
dice.
Welcher followed the sound It
anne from the lungs Of powerfully
lilt man rowing leaky boat.
make way there" beloved the +.
arsman, Ilington; zone moment,
rincess. Where's the captain?"
Ilington seized his little daughter
nnette and uncovered her head.
Never mind me-" he said. II want +.
,fuge for this woman and the child"
Welcher was adamant. Mot an
her ounce Of human flesh aboard
is boat" he said.
There was tug upon his arm. He
rned. Little Neal Hardin, the cap
ms son, stood at attention and
uched his cap. He pointed with one
md toward little Annette Ilington.
please, Mr. Welcher,'' he pleaded,
1T her come aboard. She don't weigh
ounce"
The mate turned Sayagely upon the