The Watertown weekly leader. [volume] (Watertown, Jefferson County, Wis.) 1912-1917, 1916-01-11

Struggling with her captors, An
| nette stumbled on blindly through the
jungle. Behind her she heard the NUT
tered Oaths of the male members of
her party. Just once she heard a
whisper.
Don't tell the women-for Gods
sake don't tell the women. They'll be
| knowing, soon enough"
At that moment there was distant
| shout that grew stronger and stronger.
The cannibal crew answered tit roll
| licked back and forth. Then in the
near distance Annette heard the break
ing of bodies through the underground
| and fresh crowd of savages ap-
peared, yelling like mad. This new
| crowd seized Annette and swung her
to their shoulders, and with her, ran
through the underground like deer.
| And then-they dashed into the
| clearing. They darted across the open
| space, still with Annette in their
| clutches-and laid her down before the
Brute-who still sat on his crude dais,
staring, always staring into space.
| Annette struggled to her feet and
looked wildly about her. Her foot
touched something and she started
back-looked down.
| The object was skull.
| Annette shrieked in terror-she
| tried to hide her face but could not.
| She saw the fire-she looked into
the eyes Of her fellow captives. Upon
their foreheads sweat stood out in
| beads-cold sweat, the sweat of fear.
| She asked a question of them with
her eyes, but they turned their heads
away.
| Then, understanding at last, Annette
| swooned-slumped into heap at the
feet of the Brute.
The Brute staring, always staring,
rose to his feet. He stopped down.
| But before he could touch the girl,
| the chief interviewed The chief him.
self lifted her, and held her where the
| god man could look upon her. He
mouthed and smacked his lips.
| And the Brute, recognizing Annette,
nodded his head and smiled with that
vacant smile of his.
"Eye-yah,' yelled the multitude of
| savages, 'the god is hungry-he will
eat"
| "All-all will eat" cried the chief in
triumph. This white girl first
| He made another sign, and dozen
savages broke away and came back
with huge logs, which they swung in
to the dying fire, sending it's sparks
high into the air. They seized one
of the long poles, and tied Annette to
| tilted her with green, strong vines.
| They waited for a moment to let
the fire gain Roadway.
They clustered round her, danced
about her-touched her.
| Down on the beach, two merry men
leaped out of lifeboat and drew
her we'll upon the shore.
'The gang" began the mate. Then
| he stopped With wild yell he dart
ed up the beach, Neal by his side.
whats happened" stammered
| Neal, where are"
He said no more. By this time they
| were standing on the blackened en-
|
hut shattered and broken-and by two
| or three red splotches that stained the
white sand and soaked it.
Neal, his face gone white with ter
| ror, clutched the mate by the arm.
| Blood" he gasped. blood. Whose
| blood? You tell me that"
Then the two men-only two-still
| side by side, sped on toward the jun
| gle. The footprints led that way. At
| the grove of palms they stopped. They
| glanced about uncertainty.
Here" cried Neal, darting forward,
ga bit of Annettes dress. Come on"
1t was easy now, following this trail.
| But ever and anon Neal glanced at his
| comrade.
"Whose blood?" he demanded, tell
| me that
And the two men-only two-went
| on.
At last, guided now by shouts and
cries of triumph, they reached the
clearing and peered across it.
my God" cried Neal aloud, Cook
look"
Two savages-two at first and then
a dozen-had seized the long pole and
had begun to swing it out across the
| fire. Upon it, limp, unconscious, tight
| ly bound, lay the form of Annette.
Neal was across the clearing in a
bound.
Like a maniac, Neal charged into
| the group Of warriors who held one
end Ct the long pole and stripped them
from it. With the same fearful energy
| he charged into the gang at the other
| end and knocked them down. Then,
bestriding the PROSTATE form of An
| nette-and he knew not whether she
| was alive or dead-he squared himself
| and howled defiance.
"Come on" he cried, "the whole
bunch of you. Come on"
Over in a hut, crouched and cover
ing, was Inez Castro-watching with
eyes wide with fear.
Hernandez" she shrieked, 'Her-
| nandez-here."
Hernandez crept toward her. you
are right, Senorita," he said, his breath
coming and going, his heart beating
like a trip hammer with excitement,
you are right. 1t is not in our hands.
Now is our good time. Let us get
| away"
Horrible" cried Inez.
on Har-