The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1916-01-05
(copyright, isi6, By William Haniiton osDorhe1

ders for q search. The search was
made, but without avail, for at mid
night on thu night before something
else happened. Hernandez and his
two companions, together with his
cargo of cocaine and heroin, had
Nslipped quietly overheard into a bor-
rowed rowboat and had disappeared.
Neal, chagrined, went back to An
nette.
"The bird has fown," he said dis
gruntled.
|. Where do you go, Neal?" queried
his mother.
"It's an open secret where we CO."
said Neal. "but why we 80 nobody
knows. We go first to Martinique
Annette sprang to her feet. Mar
Unique" she cried, that. is where my
father came from-where you picked
me up. l go there, too, Neal. It's the
beginning point. 1t is there can find
trace Of, my father"
Inez shrugged her shoulders. ct is
fate" she. said.
I'VE will all go," said Mrs. Hardin,
I'VE will stick to Neal. But how?"
/ Search me-" said Neal. "but can
find that out-there must be some yes
sci from this port for southern wa
ters."' {.
Inez rose and placed hand on
Welcher's shoulder. Leave it to Joey
here and me-" she said.
They secured the town, but 1nez
Castro was looking for something
other than a boat for Martinique. FL,
nally she saw what she was looking
fora grimy hand thrust from behind
window shade.
Pausing before the door of dis
reputable-looking habitation, She
glanced up and down the street, then
dragging joe Welcher close behind
her she entered the low doorway and
passed into tho gloom beyond. A mo-
ment later she faced Hernandez and
his crew.,
So she said airily, pushing Joe
Welcher into chair, $50 my flash
friends, where do you think we go to
now" rsy.. 4 y. hi
Wherein demanded Hernandez. !,
ITO Martinique" said Inez Castro.
Hernandez smiled and stamped his
thigh. $50 you go to Martinique" he
cried, with a note of triumph in his
voice. "Icw very fortunate. l so to
Martinique. myself .oisia
=
The governor of Martinique glanced
gravely at the pretty girl who faced
him. He laid down the piece Of tat
tered parchment that he had just in
spected and took UP the locket that
she placed before him.
II knew your father well fifteen or
sixteen years ,ago--even before that,
remember him. This resembles him,
this picture, it does indeed He
smiled. II remember something else.
! remember also you."a
"You remember me-" cried Annette.
you must have wonderful memory,
sir"
The governor held up his hands.
"One. remembers everything that hap
pened in year like that he said. "a
year that wiped out thousands upon
thousands Of our people"
as there any clue to my fathcr?"
queried Annette.
Little one," said tho governor,
there was no clue to anything or any
body, or any place.
| Annette rose. There's nothing else
that you remember of my father?" she
queried.
AThe governor searched his mem
ory.s Yes" he said. 81 think mys-
tery-there was q tang of adventure
about him. He, too, was a rover
! always restless-always on the move.
But for his child ono might have called
him soldier of fortune-honest, per-
haps too honest. but fearless"
"And true" said Annette.
Fearless and true" repeated the
governor nOdding.
"What is past is past" no said. "Old
Pelee is ashamed of himself. The
Isle of Martinique grows green. We
sing, we laugh, my people and myself.
Even all this week we celebrate. You
must join us" He signed half dozen
cards of invitation and handed them
to Joe Welcher, who sat quite as
usual sulking in the background. THE
governors levec,' he went Oh airily,
land you are all invited