The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1916-01-29

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Hernandez that the party on the beach
| the small company of cannibaIs that
had surrounded him and his compan-
ion, were merely a side issue Here
was city-here multitude. He had
little time. however, for reflection. He
was flung violently to the ground. The
leader of the little band touched the
Brute upon the breast and made a
sign.
"Look-see,' he signed. The Brute
followed, staring, mildly wondering.
possibly-perhaps not wondering at
all.
The leader led the way to a rude
hut, larger than the rest, and gro
tesquely daubed with clay. In front
of this he paused and chanted some
weird song. A figure, huge and un-
wieldy, appeared in the doorway. Huge
and unwieldy as he was, he was a
pygmy compared with the big Brute.
He was a chief, this man, and he
looked it, every inch. He was the
greasiest, the dirtiest, Of all the
greasy, dirty crew. In his right hand
he held a bone. Now and then he
gnawed upon it-now and then he
used it as a scepter. He extended it
and touched the approaching native
on the forehead. The latter bowed
then turned and pointed at the Brute.
This" he jabbered in his native
tongue lis god, and risen from the
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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 signed
to the Brute.
He is hungry" he repeated. The
god would eat
Then he led the way to the ire.
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
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 dozen men now bounced. They
lifted him, writhing, into the air, and
about to fling him across the flames
when something happened.
The Brute understood With one
bound he was upon them, and with
wide sweeps of his powerful hands
and arms he scattered them right |
and left.
There was a wild murmur against |
this outrage-a sudden handling of |
spears and stone heads, but the Brute |
never needed the cutlery. Instead he |
calmly stopped over each victim, one |
by one, and tore the bonds of each
back the angry mob while the three
captives trotted nimbly off into the
nearby jungle.
The chief stared at him astounded.
He might, indeed, have Drained the
Brute with his club had he not felt
he terrific grip of the Brute upon him.
Then he realized-once more-that the
Brute was not mere man, after all
There was 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-
,cred to the chief see, yonder. He
brought him with him. out of the sea-"
The chief understood. He gave an
rider. A dozen more braves sprang
oward Hernandez and bore him to the
hief The chief pointed toward the
'oles and the green vines lying torn
Ipon the ground. In an instant, Her
andez lay prostrate-in another in
tant half his clothes were torn from
is back.
Beast he shrieked, save me,
least"
The Brute saved him. He charged ,
nto their midst like raging buil-he Z
ore Hernandez from their grasp.
The Brute snarled in his throat-he
licked and clutched and clawed at the