Honolulu star-bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1912-2010, 1916-03-11


b. meg looked on calmly. Suddenly
into the midst OF this company was
arnpelled an intoxicateSk natixea bog
OF bones clad in 4 tumble Of rags
Another native po0nced upon him and
shook him the 4 terrier shakes = rat
This man. senior, said the sober
ratiTe, curses on 1iin4hs knows
where the little white angel IS. Come.
Sc viii guide Us there. Tell them you
log.
The dog told. He didn't want To.
hut neither did he like the prick of
baycnets through his hide so he told
end then he led the way. BY the tilIit
they hS reached the outs kirts OF the
town, the whole town was WITH them,
Hernandez. IN his hat. heard tho
ccmmction, He knew in his. bones
what il was Come cnss he cried 10
Ponto. were going hack into that
swamp swore they should not set
away you swore II. too,
How win We get there shiyered
Pofte,
@The Erute Is a brute. said Herman.
dez, where he has been once, he
can always find the way. Come. Lean
on lead on
The Brute, under the usual stfrnas
lant OF cuffs and blows. led on. Ponu0
followed. At the edge OF the swamp
Hernandez. with a wicked smile
dropped silently to one side AMI
crawied behind a clump Of bushes.
Out on that fateful fslet in the cen
ter OF the qdagmire, Neal his eyes
heavy Iidded with sleep, was holding
Annette In his arms. She was OBJ
liyious. suddenly he woke her up and
sprang to his feet. drawing her with
him.
No sooner had he said it than the
Brute was upon them. He seized Neal
as in wise. But Neal-a trickster in
a wrestling match -wriggled out OF
his grasp He seized a heavy stick
and lunged at the Brute. The Brute
engaged him once again. POnto tore
THE stick away from Neal, and wHirl.
ing. 1t about his head, brought Il down
with resounding crack upon Meals
head.
/ Neal dropped like log.
Ponto, knowing the reason for
haste. turned and looked about him
He was puzzled by Hernandez alb
sence, but this was no time to won.
der He drew a knife and started to-
ward Annette.
'sFhis time" he Cried you shall
/ not get away"
| Annette ran. erookedly, hysterical.
lily, across the small islet In another
instant she was waist deep In the
lquagmira. and still sinking. Ponto
from terra firma, lunged at her with
his knife-but his lunge fell short.
Annette struggled away tried to
reach some place Of safety. But her
way was blocked by waterlogged
niece Of wood Against this she rest.
| ed, wide-eyed, watching. Ponto,s ei.
i fdrts- sinking, sinking all the time.
For the first. time she screamed.
/ The Brute, busy with Neal who lay
upon the ground, heard her and swung
around. He saw what was happening.
Ponto had raised his knife on high.
Failing to strike he was about e
lhurl 1t at the girl-and Ponto's aim
was perfect. -
never get away" snaried
| Ponto. At that instant the Brute
seized a heavy stone in his hand, and
hurled 1t with tremendous force at
l1iim. 1t grazed his head. stlinnina
him. The Brute, grasping in his hand
a sapling. leaned. far out from the
shore of the little islet, and with one
hand grasped Annette. drew her, drip
| ping from the quagmire and set her
on dry land.
Behind him he heard shouts
| In a frenzy Of fear, he seized Ponto's
body. slung It over his shoulder and
then. with the instinct Of brute and
not man, he leaped lightly, but sure
nv, from bog to bog. and disappeared
along some painless trail
Ten minutes later Annette, IN the
midst OF motley crowd OF tars and
natives and in the glare Of many
torches, was answering Meals whis.
pered question.
f..No. dear" she whispered back,
sthey didn't get the map. They
couldn't get it, Last week ] gave It
for safe Keeping Ito the commander.
Of the Albany"
And then she tainted dead away.