The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1916-05-12
TENTH lNSTAlLMENT
THE ROLLING TERROR
CHAPTER Xiv.
Across Country,

Early next morning, out of that
painless mire, strobe back the prute
picking his perilous way with the in.
e'iuct Oh some cunning, cautious ami
mai, and guiding-in fact, bearing on
MS shoulders half the time-the luck.
less Ponto. That individual his ugli
ness enhanced by the clothed blood
that dressed his disheveled hair. and
decorated his countenance. was still
dazed. He had vague recollections as
TO what had happened. He knew that
at the command of Hernandez. his
side partner in crime. he had plunged
once more into the deadly morass for
the purpose of finishing by violence
the deed that had commenced in cum
ming. He had followed the Brute-he
remembered that.
He dozed off into satisfaction
ne WOKE with jolt. 1t was a heavy
Jolt. When his eyes opened he was
on the ground, supine He started to
reap TO his feet, then sank back again.
neavy with the pain of his wound.
A laugh behind him startled him
ana brought him to his senses. He
turned swiftly. feeling for his knife
the knife that wasn't there.
There was another laugh-the laugh
OF his side partner, Hernandez.
Fool" said Hernandez, addressing
Ponto
Ponto changed his demeanor. He
drew himself up to his squatty height
and folded his arms.
Did / not as you said?" replied
Ponto. 81 went into that hell and
killed them BOTH did it single-hand. |
ed, Ponto"
His answer was a sneer Herman
DEE stretched forth a hand and |
clutched Ponto by the shoulder.
He dragged his lieutenant to the edge
OF the clump of trees and underbrush.
where they were standing. He parted
the branches of a tree. He handed
Ponto pair of binoculars.
Take one swift look. my Ponto." he
sneered, "only one"
Ponto took more than one-he held
his eyes glued to the glasses. Then
he fell back in amazement.
They live!" he cried. Both of
them!"
He stared at Hernandez almost in
alright. What does it mean?" he re-
peated.
1T means" said Hernandez, grimiy,
that | sent boy to do mans Job.
You were quite right. l should have
gone myself"
Down on the wharf Annette nington
and her party were about to embark
In one of the launches of the cruiser
Albany that lay still anchored In the
harbor. In Annette's party were
Mademoiselle Irene Courtier Mrs
Hardin. Meals mother; Neal Hardin
himself. warrant officer upon the {
Albany. and the surgeon of the cruis.
er. There were one or two other men
In uniform. an assistant surgeon ros-
sibly. and an ensign. There were
bluejackets. 5
But above all, there were natives
galore, Natives by the dozens. by the
hundreds, and all in rags. The whole
village had turned out to do homage
The little white angel" murmured
grateful mothers sinking down in An.
nette's path and kissing her dress as s
she went by.
Unseen by any of the party-save
by Joe Welcher. Inez swerved aside I,
and slipped note into the hands OF /,
native, and handed him a coin.
Then she leaped lightly into the ,
launch ana the launch steamed away. 4,
followed by the cheers and the tears !
Of the Tortugans on the wharf.
Back in the jungle. three men wait. I
ID for advice. They had not long to I
wait A Ueachsrous looking native b