The Washington herald., 1919-11-25
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CHAPTER XV-CoSTISUED

CHAPTER XV-CONTINUED.
Leslie Branch shook his head mourn
fully. You may enjoy il, but
don't" he rrumbled Wen end by
being pinchcd. and that will tinisn
me- One week in 1 damp cell. with
my lungs"
O'Reilly. whose spirits had riser
maSically. cTapped him heartily on thu
back. CRYING: Congratulations! You're
feeling better"
81 never felt worse" the other COM
planned.
Nonsense! That's the first kick
you've made since we hit cod
weather. BY the time we reach Cuba
you'll be nice and melancholy and
your cough will be all gone"
Ramos led his three charges to the
railroad station and into the rear
coach OF a south bound train. where
the other members Of the expedition
had already found seats AS they
climbed aboard. a Secret Service agent
essayed to follow them, but he was
stopped by a brakeman. who said:
You can't ride in here: this is a
special car. Some sort Of picnic party.
They've 'wops' or Grcekc or some
thing"
Other detectives who attempted 10
invade the privacy OF that rear coach
after the train had gotten under way
were also denied. Meanwhile. the
flibusters cast restraint aside. and
for the first time interminsled freely.
Evening came. then night. and stilr
the party was jerked along at the tat
of the train without a hint as to its
destination. About midnight those
who were not doing noted that they
had stopped at an obscure pine-woods
junction, and that when the train got
under way once more their own car
did not move. The ruse was now ap-
parent; owing to the lateness Of the
hour. it was doubtful II any one in
the forward coaches was aware that
the train was lighter by one car.
There was a brief delay; then a
locomotive crept out from siding.
coupled up to the standing car. and
drew it off upon another track Soon
the excursion party was being
rushed swiftly toward the coast. some
twenty miles away.
Major Ramos came down the aisle.
laughing. and spoke to his American
proteges
well. what do you think OF that.
eh? -Imagine the feelings OF those
good deputy marshals when they wake
up. bet they'll rub their eyes"
Miss Evans bounced excitedly in her
seat: she clapped her hands.
You must have friends in high
places" o'Reilly grinned. and the
Cuban agreed.
Yes. purposely drew attention to
Us. in Charleston. while our ship was
InahinD ChR'S Axy
Us now: and by daylight We ought to
be safely out 10 sea Meanwhile the
Dauntless has weighed anchor and is
steaming north. followed, ! hope, by
all the revenue cutters hereabouts"
1t was the darkest time of, the night
when the special train came to a stop
at a bridge. spanning one OF the deep
southern rivers. In the stream below.
ditnly outlined in the gloom. lay the
Fair. Play. small tramp steamer;
her crew were up and awake. The
new arrivals were hurried aboard, and
within half hour she was feeling
her way seaward- -....
with daylight, caution gave way tc
hasteS and the rusty little, tramp be-
gan to drive forward for all she was
worth. She cleared the three-mile
limit safely and then turned south.
Not a craft was in sight, not a
smudge Of smoke discolored the sky
line -
1t had been q trying night for the
hlibusters. and when the low coast
line was dropped asteyn they began to
think OF sleep. Breakfast OF a. sort
was served on deck. after which those
favored onss who had berths sought
them, while their less fortunate com.
panions stretched out whereyer they
could find place. t"' ..
Johnny o'Reilly wa 10, one o. .thos.
who slept; he was too much e,ated.
Already he could see the hills Of
Cuba dczing behind their purple veiIs;
In fancy he fe'f t5e Hsrce wbif- hesi