The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1916-05-19

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seeing Annette's plight, "quick-re-
storatives-succor for this young girl
Hernandez took advantage of the
confusion-though he himself was con-
fused beyond all peradventure. Lis
ten he said to Inez, leave her with
the Brute-go at once. I'll do the
rest"
Unnoticed Inez and the Brute
obeyed. They left the room, hurried
| across the courtyard and disappeared.
Hernandez watched them go. His
GOODNESS returned. Swiftly, with one
bound, he was upon Brother Anselmo
| and had seized the iron box in his iron
grasp.
In an instant he was across the
room.
But Brother Anselmo had done
something more than pray and sleep
in his quiet existence. He was an &C
tive, we'll trained individual. With
loud cry he leaped across the inter-
vening space, and bounded upon the
shoulders of Hernandez.
Help, help, brothers," he command
ed
There was help aplenty. Hernandez
fought like a mailman, but the BROTH
ers chung to him like leeches Slowly,
however, he worked his way toward
the nearest exit-and then with a
mighty wrench, he threw off all his as
sailants including Brother Anselmo,
and darted, with a mighty leap out
through the doorway
He bounded into the arms of Neal
| Hardin and his squad
Neal saw at a glance what had hap
pened. He seized Hernandez wrist
! the wrist of the hand and arm that
held the iron box, and twisted it sud-
denly, painfully. Hernandez dropped
the box-but jerked away from Neal,
sprang to window and disappeared.
Behind him he heard the steady
plup-plup of many footsteps the
steady lope of marines that eats up
the kong miles in less time than it
takes to tell it.
Damn them,' said Hernandez, 'Tll
beat them to it yet"
Behind him the footsteps stopped.
There was a report-a ping. Herman
DEE had reached the edge of the green
oasis. He screamed with pain. 1t
was as though a red hot iron had
| scared him. He had been hit in the
| arm.
Damn you," ne screamed in pain,
| I'll beat you to it, yet
With almost unseeing eyes he tore
across the small green space--and
then he stumbled, and slid, slid, slid
into what seemed q bottomless pit
He just escaped a stake-a bloody
one. And he fell-or rather slumped-
upon something soft and yielding.
With another cath he rose to his feet
and peered about him. Then he drew
back in terror.
There lay Ponto-his mate-dead,
distorted.
Hernandez screamed in terror-he
was only human. This thing was hor-
rible A shadow startled him. He
looked upward. The Brute was peering
down-he was doing more-he slowly
| slid down into the pit and caught Her.
nandez in his grasp. Then, somehow.
using his broad shoulders and his
arms and knees he worked his way
back again to terra firma, and drew
grooming with the pain of
his wound-up after him. Then with
the nimbleness CT deer, tho Brute
after singing Hernandez upon his
back-trotte1 off into the safety of the
beyond.
Back at the monastery, Annette IL
ington opened her eyes and looked In
to the face of Brother Anselmo.
I am Annette Ilington," she ex.
claimed, II am the heiress of the
Lost Isle Of Cinnabar."
Brother Anselmo turned to Ensign
Neal Hardin.
Docs she speak TRUTH" he queried.
She does" said Neal, land my gcv-
eminent will back her to the limit.
She is what she says she is We all
will vcuch for that"
All" unused Brother Anselmo.
what wonderful thing is prayer
what wonderful thing is sleep"
He stopped. 81 have prayed" he
went or. slowly, puzzled. but not yet
have | solved the mystery of the eyes
OF that big mantle eyes"
He stopped again. For the eyes OF
Annette Ilington we're riveted upou
him.
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