The Detroit times., 1915-11-22

hernandez sneered You killed
m, g.rl-Yhom else he sneered.
"Iiardin.of the navy" answered
Ponto His enthusiasm got the bet
ter OF him "Oh. Senor Captain he
exclaimed, "on to the Lost island OF
i Cinnabar,'
Hernandez still clutched him by
the shoulder "On-three PAGES TO
the left. Senor Ponto.' ne mimicked
he dragged his lieutenant TO the
edge OF the clump OF trees and nm.
dsrhrush. where they were standing
he parted the branches OF tree.
He handed Ponto a pair of binocu-
lars
Take one swift look. my Ponto.
he sneered, only one
Pouto took more than one-he
held his ewes glued 10 the glasses.
Then he fell back in amazement.
"T&ey live" he cried Both Of
them
lie stared "a Hernandez almost In
sGesa What does II mean" he
repeated
"lt means. said Hernandez grim
, Iy. that sent a boy 70 do a mans
job You We're quite right should
have gone myself
Paato searched ais memory He
,Iut hs hand MP to his head The
tuu. . that wound brought things
hack o him Suddenly. with the
rage OF q Mexican bull he charged
unou The Brute
l- Was you-vou--. You pig
YOU dog It vas YOU struck me
down TIL have your blood
His shrek rose INTO speechless-
lese He S-Ized a cudgel and with.
Crt cessation belaborcd he Brute
rL-i On" mar-ouimal sroaned
- rr,--rr-t--- ,-ss---33 ART hernandez sharp,
.y porto topted
"Dut he tried &c XIII me. senior
captain he cried
Are YOU sure?" qUeried Herman
Gez "in rhe end he saved your life
You didn't know that the whole yil-
lage-and half the naval force
ashore followed YOU into that jun
gle They didn't get you? Wh>
uot-the answer Is the Brute The
quasmire didn't get you, Why not
the Brute The plague mosquitoes
didn't get you-why not' Probably
he P-ute And he hrsdght you
6ack-the Brufe-to me. Seat him
YES Eut not TOO much Mean
while. all this 'is talk wait here
for advice"
he picked up his glasses and
glanced through them himself lie
saw a strange ard curious sight.
Down OF rho wharf Annette Hing
TON ard her party were about 10 en-
bark i'm one Of the launches OF the
cruiser Albany tha. 'ay I'LL anchor.
ed ir tie harbor. In Auuette's par
~ were MademoiseI'e Irene Cour-
tier Mrs Hardin. Meals mother.
Neal Hardin himself a warrant Off
Ger uron The Albany. and tae sur
aeon Of the cruiser. There we're
one or two other men In uniform,
IT assistant surgeon possibly and
an ensign. There were bluaiackets.
Put above all there we're natives
galore Natives by the dozens by
+ rli, hundreds. and all i'm rags The
whole village had turned our 10 do
homage
THE little white angel murmur-
+ I'd grateful mothers. sicking down
in Annettes path and kissing her
dress as she went by
: The little white angel cried
fathers. brothers, sisters sweet
hearts everybody All Tortuga was
at hand TO bid her hail and fare
we'll
Sorry" said the ensign al last.
but time and tide wait for no man.
We must go, Miss Ilington
I'm ready, said Annette She
was glad OF the interruption for.
strong little girl as she was, she
was on the point OF breaking into
hysterical tears You can't go
through plague In Tortuga, and
then be carried into the midst Of a
painless swamp and left to the
mercy OF mosquitoes and a horrible
death-you can't 20 through all that
and be girl and not feel It Just a
little hit.
In fact they all felt f. all OF An.
nette's party--all but one. Senorita
Inez Castro had no time to feel She
had only time to act She had other
fish 10 fry.
She looked about her. Suddenly
she saw what she looked fora
treacherous, slip-shod native had
slipped into the scene and was lean
ing carelessly against a bale or bar
rel on the wharf He made sign
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