The L'Anse sentinel., 1919-01-24

Henry Banks looked at his erratic
daughter whimsically. "Why, my dear,
thought you were devoted to the
place." he said. "Still. my work is al
most finished, and the hot season will
be here In q week or two. Suppose we
sail In ten days timer
II don't want to wait ten days."
sobbed Doris. and ran out Of the room,
leaving her father looking after her
with that expression man wears
when he discovers that he has pro-
duced something totally unexpected.
They had booked their passage on
the vessel, but they were not destined
to sail on 1t. For on the second night
before 1t was scheduled to leave the
native insurrection broke out.
The full account Of this has never
yet been written. 1t was time Of
confusion, Of alarms and wild fears.
Doris was awakened soon after mid
night by her father. who came into
her 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.
'1've just had a telephone mes
sage to drive to the residency," he said.
There is 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 1t 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 considerable distance from
the city limits.
All went well 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 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 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 1t.
He picked himself up, limping.
seized the rickshaw In his arms, and
set 1t up as barricade in the door
way of deserted house. He placed
Doris beneath 1t, swinging her in his
arms as lightly as II she was feather.
Then, sword in hand, he took his post
before her, while her father, seizing a
sword from fallen mutineer, stood at
his side.
The natives had exhausted their am
muniton In the first outbreak. But
they came forward with a rush, a
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, as IL she
were mere spectator at play. She
saw one Of the men fall, pierced by her
fathers sword, though Henry Banks
had never handled a sword In his life
before. Then he was down, and Garner
was bestride his body, fighting like
q man possessed. The natives drew
Off and looked at him in awe. 1t
seemed impossible that one man could
achieve so much.
But from their outskirts little man
ran forward and fred revolver
point-blank into Gamers face. Garner,
still clutching his sword. staggered
and fell PROSTATE, and with wild yells
the rebels rushed forward over his
body.
Then, as Doris closed her eyes and
and awaited death, bugle rang out,
and into the thick of the crowd gal
loped party of loyal horsemen, cut
ting, stabbing. The rebels broke and
fed. Doris felt herself raised in some
body's arms and knew no more.
She opened her eyes in bed In a
strange room. She looked about her
in bewilderment.> Then she saw her
fathers familiar face beside her,
swathed In bandages. And she began
to remember.
Daddy, you are hurtr she cried.
"Only a cut across the cheek, my
DEAR" said her father cheerfully.
Everything is ended now, and Singa-
pore Is as Quiet-as-Philadelphia."