The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1916-02-23

He was chief, this man, and he
locked it, every inch, He was the
greasesG the Idirtiest, of all the;
greasy, dirty crew. In his right hand;
he held a bone. Now and then he;
gnawed upon it-n0w and then he
used 1t as scepter. He extended 1t
and touched the approaching native
on the forehead. The latter bowed
then turned and pointed at the Brute,
This" he jabbcred in his native
tongue, lis god, and risen from the: :
sea. He is hungry. He would eat.
The chief in turn threw himself upon:
his face. He called to all the multi,
tude, and babe them do likewise. Then;
he remembered. He rose and signedl
to the Brute. /
He is hungry" he repeated. THE
god would eat" !!
Then he led the way to the fire.
The Brute stared at it contempla'
lively. He smiled.
THE god is pleased" exclaimed the
chief, "let US therefore eat"
He cast from him the bone he had;
been holding. He made another sign.i
The Brute glanced to one side. There.
upon the ground, wild eyed with fright,
lay! three human beings.
Upon one of these miserable VIC
tins q dozen men now pounced. They
lifted him, writhing, into the air, and
started toward the flames. They were
shout to fling him across the dames
'~,bo,, sonnathin4 hAnnAned /;
The Brute understood. With one
bound sheswa upon them. ana with
wide sweeps Of his powerful hands
and arms he scattered them right
and left.
|. There was Q wild murmur against
this outrage-a sudden handling Of,
spears and stone heads. but the Brute;
never needed the cutlery. Instead hej
calmly stopped over each victim, one
by one, and tore the bonds of each
apart, and set them free. He held
back the angry mob while the three,
,captives trotted nimbly OF into the,
nearby jungle.
/: The chief stared at him astounded.i
He might indeed, have Drained the!
Brute with his club had he not felt!
the terrific grip of the Brute upon him.
Then he realized-once m0re-that the
Brute was not mere man. after ALL!
|; There was a wild clamor, but the;
chief stilled it with uplifted hand
Then the leader of the beach band
stepped forward and saluted.
HE has his own captive" he whis-.
pered to the chief, see, yonder. He
brought him with him. out Of the sea-"
The chief understood. He gave an
order. A dozen more braves sprang
toward Hernandez and bore him 10 the,
chief. The chief pointed toward the
poles and the green vines lying trn
upon the ground. In an instant, Her
nandez lay prostrate-in. another in.
stant, half his clothes were torn from
his back. II
Beast" he shrieked. Save me.
Beast"
The Brute saved him. He charged
into their midst like q raging bull-he
tore Hernandez from, their grasp.
The Brute snarled in his throat-he
kicked and clutched and clawed at the
little nucleus of savages. They fell
back before Him as before whirlwind
they were stunned.
Again, murmurs. But again the,
murmurs were silenced by the chief
himself.
HE il his own captive" said the
chief to his followers. S"let him DO -
hetwilly" ~
Hernandez, once upon his feet, was
not slow to act.
Quick he said to the Brute, get
. stope-two stones. Knock these
wristlets from my hands"
He held out his manacled wrists.
the Brute understood, and obeyed.
With his two hands free, Hernandez
brain was working once again. Quick
as q flash he stopped and picked up a.
short piece Of twisted vine. Raising
his hand high in air, he brought this
piece of vine-a singing. snakelike
whip-swishing down upon the head
and shoulders Of the Brute.
The Brute covered, cringed, within
pered. Hernandez folded his arms,
stared sternly at the Brute for one
swift instant. and then turned and met
the glances of the chief and all his
tribe.
The chief was startled. He plucked'
his lieutenant by the arm.
Look" said the chief, the big man
is q god. but this Is his master"