The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1919-02-06

the vessel, but they were not destined
to sail on it. For on the second night
before it was scheduled to leave the
native insurrectlon broke out.
The full account of this has never
BET been written. 1t was a time of
confusion, of alarms and wild fears.
Doris was awakened soon after mid
night by her father, who came into
Der room fully dressed. She sat up in
bed, to hear the distant shouts of the
mutineers at the farther end of the
town. There was lurid glare in the
sky.
"I've just had telephone mes
sage to drive to the residency," he said.
"There is a riot in progress some
where. Hurry up and dress. Our rick
shaw is waiting for us. There won't
be time to pack much"
He did not tell her of the murders,
the outrages, the fury of the fanati-
cal soldiery as it had been recounted
to him. And Doris was only mildly
excited when, ten minutes later, with
the yells of the mob ringing in her
ears more loudly, she stepped into the
rickShaw with her father.
All their native servants had desert
ed them, except the faithful rickshaw
boy. They set off wildly through the
empty streets toward the residency.
They were the last of the white inhab-
itants to have been aroused, for their
villa was a considerable distance from
the city limits.
All went we'll until they were actu-
ally in sight of the residency, though
the cries were now becoming alarming,
and whole blocks of buildings were
blazing furiously. Then, as they
neared their destination, with savage
cries a party of mutineers burst round
the block. They carried swords and
torches, and they seemed bent on
massacring everything in their path.
They spied the rickshaw and rushed
forward, screaming. Doris had a con-
fused memory afterward of seeing
their rickshaw boy fall, stabbed
through the throat. She looked up In
horror into the black faces with the
wickedly cleaning eyes. She saw the
naked swords.
Then suddenly a horseman burst
through their midst, waving a drip
ping sword. Doris, half fainting, saw
the stern face of John Garner. Alone
upon his steed, he set himself against
the score of mutineers.
He Glove his way to Doris side,
The mutineers had fallen back, but
now they rallied. A score Of shots
rang out. The horse fell, shot to
death, and John Garner went tumbling
under it.
He picked himself up, limping
seized the rickshaw in his arms, and
set it up as a barricade in the door
way of a deserted house. He placed
Doris beneath it, swinging her in his
arms as lightly as if she was a feather
Then, sword in hand, he took his post
before her, while her father, seizing a
sword from a fallen mutineer, stood al
his side.
The natives had exhausted their am.
munition in the first outbreak. But
they came forward with a rush,
black. streaming body, shrieking male.
dictions. And Garner and Henry Banks
played their part nobly.
In this imminent danger Doris felt
herself grow suddenly calm. g If she
were a mere spectator ar q play. She
saw one Of the men fall. pierced ~ her
fathers sword, though Hs1-y Banks
had never handled & sword 10 his Ike
before. Then he was t17-1- 1z.i Garner
was besfride his ba1T Ezzt.z- Ike
a man possessed IT, z11T=s drew
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