The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1916-01-05
SIXTH lNsTALLMlENT
THE CAVERN OF DEATH
CHAPTER XIV.
/ Secret Service Message

Neal turned to Annette. Good" he
exclaimed, you're safe at any rate.
Where is my mother-where are the
rest?"
I'm the wireless ROOM" returned An
nette. She laughed bit hysterically.
Even Joe Welcher is quite SAFE" she
said
Neal held her for a moment, shield
ing her body with his own. He looked
about him.
"This .mutiny is over" he said, in a
tone of relief.
He was quite right. The mutiny
was over, but with disastrous results.
Meals commanding officer lay on the
deck with a fractured skull. The cap
tain and the mate of the fruit steamer
Coronado were, dead or. nearly so. and
the decks were strewns with disabled
bleeding mutineers.
Nov come. with me-" said Neal. He
waved his hand and small squad OF
his companions joined him. He sought
and found his mother and her fright
ened companions, Joe Welcher and
the Castro girl-known to the rest as
Irene Courtier. He led them aft and
placed guard over them.
y. "Now," he said warningly, stay
where you are. mother, and all the
rest You, too, Annette. I've got my
work cut out for me for some hours.
Annette shook her mead. Not until
I dress your arm" she said.
Ax nf hic ~
ions. Mate" he said, shoot the first
person who disobeys. I've got other
fish to fry
He went back to his work He wig
wagged to the Jackson for his orders.
Tho orders were brief and to the
point:
"Youe take charge Of the steamer
We are sending help.
He took charge of the steamer. not
only because he was ordered, but be-
Cause he had to.
/. Inside of half an hour. ne had his
own lieutenants wounds carefully and
scientifically dressed-had all his
own companions well attended to--in
short, in few hours he had righted
the ship completely. "l
He signaled for further orders. for
the Coronado was now resting Quietly
at anchor, and. ho got his orders, -.
put into the nearest port"
BY midnight they had reached the
nearest port-had docked. BY mid
night he had landed all his passengers
and had reported considerable prog
ress to his commander on tho jack
son. By. midnight something else
happened-a secret service message
tiltere6 through space and got the
wireless operator on the destroyer.
Reduced from cipher, it read about
like this:
American citizen said collecting
arms and ammunition at Martinique
or Porto Rico for Dolores insurrec-
tion. Follow at once: Investigate, ar
rest, prevent. Report.
. Next morning this news had filtered
into Neal. He took 1t to the homely
little hotel. where Annctte and his
mother, and their party had been har-
bored, for the night. He droppcd into
q chair.s
'.Now." he said, II can talk and
listen. to; some talk. Gee. whiz, but I'm
dog tired" r s
Annette ,pouted; then she smiled. Il
love to talk" she said. And then she
added two significant words. "Scar.
face" ii
Neal leaped to his feet "scar-face,"
he cried. where? When? What?"
"On the Coronado" said Annette.
Il saw. him twice-Scar.face and his
two companions, the big man and the
other"
"Tell me everything" said Neal.
She told him. He waited impa-
tiently until she had finished, then
darted down upon the wharf again.;
He boarded the Coronado and gaye-or-