The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1916-05-12

Sea-Hernandez sought the shore ano
found what he wanted-it was a fish
ing boat with a kicker in 1.-THE onl,
motorboat in the place. 1t was vel
manned, with crew of six of the
most isreputable-looking characters
that ever drew the breath of life. Her
nandez talked to them-with money
| NO lights" he cautioned, land
muffie that kicker. And be quick
| about it now"
1T is all right, senor," said the man
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 a
light. 1t was Immediately answered
from the deck. 1T is good" he said,
we understand each other"
Inez fastened from the deck and en-
tered her cabin.
Her cabin was Annette's as well.
Her plans we'll 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
niched for her. She sighed with salts
faction as she shook it out of it's
folds. 1t was a uniform-one of
Meals. She donned it swiftly-hur-
riedly-silently. There was no light
IN the cabin, save the moon, sitting in
through port holes. Annettes 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 final
tug Inez wrenched at the chamois
bag.
Annette woke with a scream upon
her lips. But the hand of Inez was
quicker than Annette's 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. Inez was no match for her,
and soon found it out
Annptta 6rp QOod bar t1 H.
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 |
for-in that instant she had leaped to
her feet and made her getaway.
And lnez knew the Albany-eyerv
part of that huge battleship she had
studied with the care of an engineer.
she knew just what to do and where
TO go, and how to elude pursuit. She
rushed to one spot where safety lay,
reached the rail, leaped over it, and
witnthe agility of a professional diver
struck the water with scarcely a
splash.
now said Hernandez to his helms
nan, like mad for that spot of white"
lnez, fresh and supple notwithstand-
ng her struggle-in fact the struggle
lad nerved her up-swam toward the
lshlng boat and the boat steamed
oWard her. Within a short time
almost less time than it takes to tell
t-Ponto was once more kicking the
3rute. And the Brute in turn leaned
'ver the side of the kicker, and with
he sweep OF one powerful hand and
.rm, drew dripping object from the
water. 1t was Inez, gasping for
'reath.
Now, like the devil for the shore"
whispered Hernandez.
They obeyed. But if Inez now gasped
or breath, Annette had ceased to gasp
or breath. Her first coherent thought
vas to feel for her chamois bag. 1t
vas safe. Her next effort was speech. ;
he screamed at the top of her lungs.
Ter third was action. She darted to ;
he deck and gave the alarm.
Within moment a launch was
banned and had put off from the !
in command.
Suddenly one of Meals men point s
d toward the shore. The searchlight
the cruiser was playing upon a /
ECKER making full speed south. {
That's our boat" said Neal, like
he devil now"
In i've minutes they caught her.
'eal saw at glance she showed no
ghts. 1t convinced him. Without a
ord he swung his launch alongside a
nd his men leaped across the gun. f
ale. Every jack tar either had his
ian by the throat, or was tickling c
is ribs with knife. h
We've got EN- ALL" said some
ody. /
Where's the woman" queried Neal. t
But there was no woman-no Inez L
astro. What's more there was no
ernandez, no Ponto, no Brute. 6
No use,' said Neal, the birds have b
own. No use chasing them" he con- j
'ded, when those birds fly, they fly. Il
EVE got to give 'em credit"
Annette" he told that young lady n