Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1916-01-01

ing boat with a kicker in 1.-THE onl
motorboat Ia the place. It was wei
manned, with a crew Of six of tn
most disreputable-looking character
that ever drew the breath of life. Her
nandez talked to them--with money
mo lights" he cautioned, "anc
mufie that kicker. And be quicl
about 1t now"
1T Is all right, senor," said the mar
at the tiller; I'VE are about all hours
OF the night. No one thinks OF us
one way or the other" He pointed
out to sea. you perceive" he said
there are other fisher boats"
Good" said Hernandez, the more
the merrier."
Without lights they kicked to with.
In almost hailing distance of the AL.
bany. Then Hernandez. showed q
light. 1t was Immediately answered
from the deck. 1T is good" he said,
I'VE understand each other"
lnez fastened from the deck and en-
tered her cabin.
Her cabin was Annette's as well.
Her plans well laid-and she had felt
they were the only plans to make-she
retired for the night, but not to
Sleep
AT three o'clock she rose, and un-
twisted the bundle that Joe had
filched for her. She sighed with salts
faction as she shook it out OF it's
folds It was uniform-one or
Nears. She donned 1t swiftly-hur-
riedly-silently There was no light
in the cabin, save the moon, sitting in
through port holes. Annette's face
was bathed in light. But Annette was
fast asleep.
She was totally oblivious to the
presence OF the prowling figure in
male uniform who stole near and ever
nearer-who now CROPPED about her
neck.
Suddenly, with one quick and fina,
tug Inez wrenched at the chamois
bag.
Annette woke with scream upon
her lips. But the hand of Inez was
quicker than Annettes voice. Inez's
hand closed over Annette-her knee
crushed down her breast.
The wildcat in Annette rose. She
was fine fighter. She squirmed with
one twist out of the grasp of this
unseen foe, and grappled with her as
sailant. lnez was no match for her,
and soon found it out.
Annette dragged her to the ray of
moonlight and looked at her.
She gasped and dropped her hold.
"You-Irene Courtier," she cried.
But Irene-Inez Castro If you please
was no longer there. In that in
stant-and that was the instant for
the last few seconds she had waited
form that instant she had leaped to
her feet and made her getaway.
And Inez knew the Albany-every
part OF that huge battleship she had
studied with the care of an engineer.
She knew just what to do and where
to 60, and how to elude pursuit. She
rushed to one spot where safety lay,
reached the rail, leaped over it, and
with the agility of professional diver
struck the water with scarcely
splash.
Now" said Hernandez to his helms.
man, like mad for that spot of white"
Inez, fresh and supple notwithstand-
Ing her struggle-in fact the struggle
had nerved her up-swam toward the
fishing boat and the boat steamed
toward her. Within short time
almost less time than 1t takes to tell
was once more kicking the
Brute. And the Brute In turn leaned
over the side of the kicker, and with
the sweep of one powerful hand and
arm, drew q dripping object from the
water. 1t was Inez, gasping for
breath.
=. Now, like the devil for the shore,".
whispered Hernandez.
They obeyed. But If Inez now gasped
for breath, Annette had ceased to gasp
for breath. Her first coherent thought
was to feel for her chamois bag. It ;
was safe. Her next effort was speech.
She screamed at the top of her lungs.
Her third was action. She darted to
the deck and gave the alarm. i
Within a moment a launch was
and had put off from the
,ruiser-Neal in command. !,
Suddenly one Of Meals men point
I'd toward the shore. The searchlight
If the cruiser was playing upon a
Kicker making full speed south.
That's our boat" said Neal, like
he devil now"
In five. minutes they caught her. ,
Veal saw at glance she showed no
lights. II convinced him. Without a
vord he swung his launch alongside .
nd his men leaped across the gun .
vale. Every Jack tar either had his
nan by the throat, or was tickling
is ribs with knife. :
We've got 'em ALL" said some
ody.
Where's the woman" queried Neal. =
But there was no woman-no Inez J :,
astro. What's more there was no
fernandez, no Ponto, no Brute. /.
mo USE" said Neal, the birds have :
own. No use chasing them" he con, :