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vote against the 9zO'VOo pflus'
bonds.
Stand up for the reservation
Vote for D. N. Mason.
You can pay your taxes at the
Roman State Bank. adv.
We buy cream and furnish the cans
Roman Mere. Co.
Attend the Arthur Rachel lee.
ture at the opera house tomorrow
night.
Curtis Jeffries has been laid
up for a few days with an attack
of the grippe.
Wheat in the bin looks like
So per bushel to the farmers of
the Mission valley.
Sunday, Nov. 5, the Catholic
service will be at 9 o'clock in
stead of II o'clock.
A. M. Sterling Co. have bought
a new Ford runabout to be used
as a delivery for the store and
for general store purposes.
Messrs. Covalt & Stansbury
have added a prescription case to
the Owl Drug store and will put
in a complete line of drugs and
sundries.
James Clark and wife of Mos
COW, Idaho, the former a brother
of Mrs. Curtis Jeffries, are Wis.,
iting with Mr.. and Mrs. Jeffries
this week.
We buy cream. and furnish the cans
Roman Mere. Co.
More than 500 automobiles are
being used by Montana candi-
dates in their efforts to reach the
rural voters. So much for the
automobile.
There will be a big masquer-
ade dance at the Mission opera
house. st. Ignatius, on Saturday,
Nov. 4. Prizes for the best Co.'S
tunes. Fine music and a grand
time. adv.
Mr.. and Mrs. J. A. Lemire,
DR.. and Mrs. w. R. Sheen and
daughter, Alice, were Missoula
visitors Sunday and Monday,
driving down in the formers
new Dodge.
Bids will be opened at St. Ig-
natius on November 18th for ex-
cavating about $4,000 cubic
yards at dirt on the canal to be
built by the reclamation depart
ment near Camas.
The Methodist Ladies' Aid
society will give another one of
their famous chicken dinners on
election day, Nov. z, at12o' clock
in the west room of the Roman
Hotel building. Price for adults,
SOC; children, Csc.
Arthur Rachel, the great lec-
turer and member of the Midland
Lyceum Bureau, will be at the
opera house in Roman tomorrow
night, Nov. 4. Buy reserved or
season tickets of L. /. Wallace
or First National Bank.
Homer Carper is home from
Yellowstone park where he spent
the summer. He is suffering
with another attack of rheum-
atism and expects to leave in a
week or ten days for Mexico or
Arizona to spend the winter.
DR.. A. K. Resner has moved
his office from the Scarce block
to the house west of A. j. Brow
er's residence. Next week Mrs.
Resner expects to move in from
the ranch and after that time
the doctor will be found in Ro-
nan at all times.
Lewis Brown, son of Ed.
Brown, fell from one of Cash
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Vote against the SIS, 900 school
bonds.
Pay your taxes at Roman State
Bank. adv.
Election returns will be re-
ceived at the Montana pool hall
next Tuesday night. Full re-
turns will be received from the
eastern states and from Montana
points as fast as counted.
For Trade
Small house in Missoula for farm
machinery and live stock on Elathead.
Address Jos. Stecher, Box 263, Roman.
27-27
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This old reliable make for sale by
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100 acres, 81 miles from Roman
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Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1916-01-29

On the day Of the eruption of Mount
Pelee Capt John Hardin of the steamer
Princess rescues fiye-year-old Annette
Ilington from an open boat, but Is forced
to leave behind her father and his COM
panions. Ilington Is assaulted by Fer
nandez and Ponto in vain attempt to
get papers which Ilington has managed
to send aboard the Princess with ms
daughter papers proving his title to and
telling the whereabouts of the lost island
of Cnnabar. Ilington's injury causes his
mind to become a blank. Thirteen years
elapse. Hernandez. now an opium SNUG
gler, with Ponto, Inez. female accom-
pliee and the mindless brute that once
was Ilington, come To Seaport, where the
widow of Captain Hardin Is living with
her son Neal and Annette Ilington, and
plot to steal the papers left to Annette
by her father. Neal tries for admission
treachery of Joey Welcher Is defeated by
Joey and disgraced. Neal enlists in the
navy. Inez sets trap for Joey and the
conspirators get him in their power. In
a struggle for possession of the map Her
nandez, Annette and Neal each secure a
portion Annette sails on the Coronado In
nette and Neal are captured, but are res
cued by sponge diver. Inez FORCES iden-
tiication papers for herself as Annette.
In an insurrection Neal and Annette are
again captured carried to the Sun City
and Annette Is offered as a sacrifice to
the sun god They are rescued by ma
rines from the Albany. Landed in Tortu-
ga. Annette and Neal are captured and
exposed to yellow fever infection by Her
nandez, but are rescued by sailors from
the Albany. 1nez tries to rob Annette
and escapes. On her way to Chantillo An
nette is captured. Neal is promoted and
leads a party Of transferred men toward
Chantillo, but is caught In a train wreck
on the way. Hernandez and Inez present
the false Identification papers to Brother
Anselmo at Santa Maria mission Ponto
is caught and killed in his own trap, set
for Annette. Annette proves title and
turns over Lost Island to the govern
ment. Welcher dies in remorseful effort
to save her from Hernandez Annette and
Neal on their way to Lost Island, are
wrecked on cannIbal island by Her
nandez' trickery. The Brute is accepted
by the cannibals as their god, Hernandez
shows his power over the Brute and Is
accepted by the cannbals.' Annette Is
captured but rescued by Neal and a party
from the Missouri Hernandez and Inez
escape In an Open boat
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He dropped mis- head upon his chest
then he clutched something with his
hand. 1t was his beard--the growth
of many years. He held it out before
him.
What's this he said, another
joke"
Pull it and see" suggested the sur.
geon.
The man gave the beard mighty
tug.
Ouch" again he cried. ITS glued.
The surgeon, somewhat uncertain
of his ground-fearful of results
touched the man upon the arm.
1T is not glued" he said, smiling
and watching fearfully for the slight
est change of expression. 1t grew
lit has been growing for over thir-
teen years. You're Rip Van Wrinkle
you have come back to life"
He paused and waited while that
fact sank home. Then in a business
like manner he drew forth a memo
randum book and without further
glancing at his patient held his foun-
tain pen poised in air.
Your name, strand address," he
said.
The matter-of-fact tone reused the
patient from dangerous reverie.
"Me," he exclaimed. who am |? |
am Ilington Ilington of Martinique"
A few days later Ilington, clean
shaven, sat upon the deck OF the Mis-
souri,. He was a handsome man-as
handsome as he had been some thir-
teen years before--save that time had
carved deep lines upon his face. His
forehead still was bandaged.
Annette crouched at his side and
she held between her hands the hand
of Ilington-the hand that had been
SO often raised to strike her down.
Neal strobe to the little group and sa-
luted.
"0ff duty for the present" he ex-
planned. How is the head?"
llington grunted Sore as the
dickens outside" he returned, but
working right inside-at least so far
as | can tell" He glanced quizzically
at Neal. Ensign" he said, 81 can't
get information out of anybody They
think I've got to grow up like child;
but today l am feeling fit--I am all
here and | want to know Tell me
something"
I'll tell you everything" said Neal
THE surgeon quite agrees with you.
He has discharged you cured"
And then they told him-and it took
hours in the telling. They told him
the truth, the whole truth and moth
ing but the truth.
''Let me get hold of that Portu-
guese, Just once" he muttered. and
I'll tear him with my bare hands, limb
from limb
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CHAPTER Tx.
Quicksilver.

Out of the sea at sunset, bearing In
his arms burden, staggering up upon
the shore of the Lost Isle of CHINA
bar-there strobe a man Behind him
silhouetted against the horizon, was
small sailboat, deserted and strand
ed on sandbar.
The man was the Portuguese adven.
turer, Hernandez. The burden in his
arms was a woman, and the woman
was lneZ Castro, his companion
He dropped her gently to the
ground, and she lay there for an in
slant, well spent, half exhausted.
Then she, too, staggered to her feet.
This" cried Hernandez, lis Lost
island We are in possession-and
possession is nine points of the law.
The god of chance has favored us
so far, little one, and so long as the
god of chance joins with Hernandez,
Hernandez wins"
They travelled inland. The sun had
set, the moon was full For many min
utes they had travelled through clear
ing, and suddenly before them, rough
ragged and forbidding in the moon
light there doomed ruined structure
built of stone.
tits the fort" whispered Herman
dez, "the MORO castle of the Ilington
map"
In the far distance there was a red
glow against the sky and the dull,
faint clang of metal against metal.
''We are not alone" whispered Her
nandez. Someone works the mines.
So much the better We shall have
allies. Let us seek them now"
Inez sank down at his feet. Leave
me alone-here, she whispered. "You
can find me easily. | can go no far
Their and | am afraid-afraid"
Already Hernandez had bounded
across the clearing, turned a corner
of the crumbling ruin and was on his
way. Within the next few moments
he was standing on the edge of what
seemed to be crater of volcano
a huge pit that seemed to belch forth
fire.
But it was not a volcano and it did
not belch forth fire. 1t was a CHINA.
bar mine--or a series of cinnabar
mines-pits cut into the surface of
the earth and illumined by brush fires.
Hernandez crouched upon the edge
of this huge man-made crater and
watched the scene with interest. In
each pit half dozen men or more
worked away like ants, their shadows
flung against the walls in fantastic
shapes
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sprang out and waded gleefully
ashore. Nsel was close second.
Two sailors carried Mrs. Hardin
through the shallow water. A lieuten-
ant leaped out with Ilington, and
bounded to dry land.
1t was two hours later that Annette,
pursuing hairless little tropical ami
NAL along the beach, rounded cor
ner, and espied SAIL
Her heart leaped into her throat.
Upon her person she carried sure
fire automatic; she examined it and
found it in excellent condition. Then
she turned her glance once more up
on the sail.
And then Annette's heart stood still
again. For within the boat there was
human figure. Athletic shrank be-
hind rock and watched. And sud
denly she knew
The figure was Inez. She was alone,
and seemed to be making frantic eff
forts to sail the boat. Annette watched
her with interest. And while she
watched a stiff breeze sprang up and
nearly swamped the boat.
''Inez-Inez," she cried, do as l say
--Inez-"
Inez heard her, and Immediately for
sock the tiller and the rope and held
out her hands beseechingly over the
gunwale of the boat. 1t was the best
course she could have pursued. The
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Hernandez drew deep breath o
satisfaction.
This is the life," he said to him
self. THESE men are my men Oh
my name Is not Hernandez"
He drew fortA brace of pistols anC
examined them carefully in the moon
light. Satisfied that they were in
working order, he rose and skirted
the edge OF the crater, creepine
stealthily around behind the furnace
Then, with remarkable agility, he
hurled himself as from the skies into
a circle of bright light, lifted up his
voice and called aloud.
In an instant he was surrounded by
a motley crew of men-men strange
weird-men whose faces were over
grown with a rank, untrimmed crop
of hair and beard. They hailed his
advent with delight.
Out of this multitude huge individ.
ual pushed his way through to Her.
nandez and placed grimy hand upon
the latter's shoulder.
Whence come your he queried in
Spanish
Hernandez answered him Il was
set adrift in small boat" he returned,
and came ashore here not knowing
where / was Who, sir, are you, my
eountryman?"
Twelve years ago." said the pirate
chief, I'VE were wrecked-ground to
pieces on this shore. And we found
what? Enough to eat? Yes. A place
to sleep-a place to live. But this
is God forsaken island, senior. Only
the mines have kept us from going
mad. We have worked for wealth
madly-hoping against hope"
What do you mine?" asked Her
nandez.
"Cinnabar," returned the chief.
Hernandez raised his eyebrows.
Quicksilver" he said. 1T should
make you rich"
The chief held up his arms. Rich"
he cried. Senior, follow me-"
lac S0llCu LII q lOICu anu HUuuIuS
to Hernandez led the way to the edge
OF nearby pit and down a ladder.
At the foot of the ladder he crawled
into an opening and babe Hernandez
follow. The opening was a cave-a
cave whose floor was covered with
huge earthen Jars.
Quicksilver, senor" Kissed the pi-
rate millions of pesetas worth
possibly a billion-who knows
Did you come alone, senor," he
asked. is there any woman with
your"
Hernandez shook his head, but a
terrific fear clutched his soul.
No woman" he returned. 81 am
alone"
The chief fell back, disappointed;
then he raised his voice to its normal
tones again. "All this, senor," he ex-
claimed, appealing to his companions,
"a kings treasure. We have carried it
for twelve long years. We would give
it all for women He thrust his face
into Hernandez. Il, senior, would give
it all for one" i
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against hope-he still lusted blindly
after treasure. He reached the edge
of the artificial crater and crept down
a ladder and plunged into the treasure
cave. He plunged his hands-his
arms, into the living quicksilver-he
tossed it into the air.
They've never beaten me yet he
cried this is mine-all mine"
He started suddenly. Across the pit
there was a lull. And then the deadly
crack-crack- crack OF rifles.
"Re-enforcements," he muttered.
He was right One boatload of ma
rines had reached the shore in another
launch, had plunged through the thick.
ct and had reached the conflict just
in the nick of time.
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little boat. left to itself, swung about
and plunged full tilt toward the
| shore.
AS it struck Annette was there to
meet it. She dashed into the surf and
dragged Inez in safely to dry land.
Inez was frantic with fear.
Where, asked Annette, lis the
! Portuguese, Hernandez"
Inez waved her hand wildly in
shore. re-in-there-w
the beasts" she cried. Don't ask
me. | don't know. II ran away
from him."
1.-THE beasts?" faltered Annette.
Worse than that" returned Inez.
you're a woman. I'm woman. I've
been hiding from them-even from
him--for three days He--he doesn't
know where | am-he hasn't found
me. Obi"
She sank upon the sand-her form
shook with agitation.
Annette, wondering, knelt by her
side. why have you run from him?'
she queried
I'll cant blame him." cried Inez,
suddenly facing Annette. He's mad
crazy for wealth, Hernandez. SO am
l. And wealth is here-you don't
know He told me all about it-be-
fore began to suspect"
"Suspect-what? asked Annette
All" went on Inez, checking her
agitation, for the presence of An
nette gave her courage, you should
see-he told me-there are millions
Of dollars worth of quicksilver-al
ready for the market-stored away.
Millions of dollars worth. And the
mines-they're not half worked. And
these beasts are working them
"Beasts?" said Annette again.
"Cutthroats-men-ail of them,
men," groaned Inez, land they've been
here years and years-and they've
been alone. They're wild-eyed enough
to kill each other. And they offered
Hernandez all the quicksilver that
they've got If he'll find some way to
bring them women. All, for hour aft
er hour he harped on that-to me.
Hour after hour he repeated it-talked
about it in his sleep. And finally UNI
derstood-"
You're safe," said Annette, lat least
SO far as Hernandez and these
beasts are concerned. There's bat
tleship riding in the bay around the
bend. Nothing can harm you now
Inez gasped with relief. Nothing
can" she began. Then she uttered
a wild yell. NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS..
Annette looked-alm too late.
Out of the brush behind them bound
ed two frightful figures-half-clad-
with matted hair and beard. With
hoarse cries they darted toward the
women. Inez turned frantically and
fled up the beach One of the cut
threats darted after her. Annette
swiftly drew her pistol, aimed and
fired, The pursuer of Inez dropped in
his tracks. But in another instant
Annette was seized in pair of strong
arms and tossed over the shoulders of
giant and carried swiftly inland
Suddenly their path was blocked
A figure shot out before them and
stood with folded arms. This figure
was Hernandez-and Annette almost
hailed him as a friend.
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CHAPTER LxlII.
The EDGE Of the World.

| The Edge OF the World.
/ Hernandez crouched behind one of
the huge earthen jars. The light that
streamed in at the caves mouth dark
ened suddenly, and huge figure crept
In. At first Hernandez thought this
was the pirate chief-but that fierce
! fighter was lying far across the pit
with bullet through his head The
figure crept ON farther-then Her.
EandeZ saw.
1t was Ilington. Ilington was I'M
armed-his face was blood covered.
He was a figure fearful to behold.
Hernandez climbed the ladder in fear
full haste. Ilington saw him and fol-
lowed, caught him, tore from him Her.
nandez' ever ready knife, and faced
him squarely.
Il swore to tear you apart with my
hands" cried Ilington beside himself
with rage, and I'm going to do it.
1.-TWO can play at that painted Her
nandez, come on.
Ilington came on-reckless of the
fact that he was fighting on the edge
of precipice.
Far to the rear Annette plucked
Meals wrist
'Look-look," she cried, Hernandez
and my father-and the Portuguese
has knife"
She was not the only watcher. Be-
low on shore fresh boatload of ma
rines were landing. They had seen
the fight-they watched it now Their
officer peered through his glasses.
Our friend the Portuguese he
said, we've got to get him and take
him back. The world needs one Her
nandez less
Even as he spoke, Hernandez struck
with his knife and ripped open ling
tons arm.
With a wild cry the fresh marines
scrambled up the cliff Hernandez,
cool with GOODNESS of desperation side
stepped, and lifting one foot, neatly
tripped his man.
llington fell heavily, with one arm
hanging over the precipice.
And then Hernandez looked-for the
first time he took note of his surround
ings.
Behind him ranged Neal and his
squad, with fixed bayonets and with
death shining in their eyes. Below
scrambling up the cliff were twentya
men danpnrcuc-dacnara
Hernandez paused-his eyes mar
rowed. He was beaten and he knew
it.
Hernandez rose to his full height.
Sorry gentlemen" he said, but
you've never beat me yet and you can
not beat me now"
He retreated pace or two, gaveE
a sudden run-and leaped far out over
the edge of the precipice.
Neal formed his men in line-they
were Joined by the squad that climbed
the cliff.
FORWARD, march, said Neal. An
nette and her father followed them.
Inside of fifteen minutes the little
squad were scurrying about the inside
OF the cave. They were plungingE
their hands into the liquid metal andB
letting it run through their fingers.
Some little island, this" they COM
mented.
1t took you boys to get it for ISL
returned Ilington, without you, LOST
Island would have been lost forever
and so would We"
He turned to Annette, Annette he
said, this is yours-all yours You'll
are princess--this is your kingdom.
He stretched wide his arms to include
all Lost Island. Your kingdom" he
Annette looked at Neal. Neal
loked at Annette-then he rushed for
ward and caught her in his arms.
Annette glanced at the boys in blue
And this-my king" she said.
THE ENn -
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So" said Hernandez, Il have kept
my promise. The woman is yours
the treasure is mine 1t is bargain. I"
Then he uttered sudden exclamation.
1T is not Inez," he cried, 1T is you
you little wildcat of an Ilington. So
you have arrived. 1t is better So
better So"
Tt is barter, eh?" he queried, you
the woman. | the jars of quicksilver"
The chief regarded him fiercely
You lie in your throat, stranger" he
exclaimed in cultural tones. Il cap
tured the woman-you kept her from
me. took her by force-and | have
waited long" He laughed loud-a de-
risive laugh. Il took her by force.
have her. Yes, and you have our
treasure after you, too, have waited
long-after you have taken it by force.
Ho, no."
Hernandez understood.
He sprang at the pirate chief, strik-
ing at him frantically, and clutching
at Annette, trying to tear her from
him.
In moment multitude of beasts
swarmed through the underbrush--
entered the arena of events.
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FOURTEENTH lNSTALLMENT
THE GREAT GOAL"
CHAPTER Lix.
Who Am 1?

In the sick bay of the battleship Mis-.
souri, an anxious little group--uni.
formed and grouped them.
selves around the form of an uncon.
scious man. He lay upon cot His
head was swathed in bandages. The
surgeon, seated on camp stool by his
side, raised his head and glanced at
those about him.
THE vitality of this man Is little
less than marvellous he said
Annette Ilington started forward.
Then he will live?" she said
The surgeon nodded.
The little group bert forward. And
with good reason. The figure on the
couch stirred slightly-the huge form
Quivered. At last the unconscious
man became no longer so. He opened
wide his eyes. He stared wildly about
the cabin, struggling the while to
rise.
You'll never know from me where
Lost Isle is he muttered. Look at
Observation-Disclosures. Pray God,
the Princess"
He lifted his head. The surgeon
seized him by one arm and uni
formed attendant by another. But he
tossed them from him as though by
the turn of wrist and struggled to
a sitting posture.
You will, he snarled, clutching at
the two men. Its Just as we'll |
found you out, Hernandez-you and
your henchman, Ponto; just as we'll
before Come on, both of you to-
gether"
In another instant he would have
been upon his feet. But his eyes fell
upon Annette Ilington.
Anne" he cried. He stretched
forth hand as though to touch her,
then suddenly withdrew it, He
shrugged his shoulders. What's the
use?" he muttered to himself, I'm
misunderstanding"
Dreaming said the surgeon SOM
berry, "for thirteen years"
Neal gripped his mothers arm.
Look at his eyes," he whispered,
his eyes. Something has happened
to him. He has become a man"
The brute man glanced inquiringly
at the surgeon. What is the matter
with me, doctor?' he exclaimed his
voice strong. his tones resonant with
reason. did my friend the Portu-
guese-Hernandez-get me after al?
/ know | struggled with him, that's
the last thing | remember. The Mexi-
can must have black lacked me from
behind"
The surgeon smiled He hlack.
lacked you from behind, all right" he
said.
where's Manuella?" went on the
figure on the cot. And where is the
little girl?"
The surgeon nodded to Neal. Hes
a man all right" he whispered. The
soul has come back into the body after
many years"
1.-THE little GIRL" went on the brute
man. His glance shifted and again he
sought Annette. Anne" he cried
again. Once more his glance became
doubtful.
Excuse me, nurse he went ON,
nodding to Annette, Il thought you
we're my wife come back to life. May
/ ask your manner"
Il am not a nurse" said Annette.
MY name is Annette Ilington."
The man started.
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CHAPTER Xxi.
Cutthroat

Cutthroats.
AS the keel of the Missouri's launch
grated against the sand, Annette
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CHAPTER LxIi.

Onslaught.
On the chiefs part it was a horri
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SYNOPSIS.

tCouyrieht 1915, by William Hamilton osbornel