When Wolf\'s patrol telephoned two days later that a company of troops had suddenly landed on the other side of the island, he called the captain of the guard:

"A detail of men to move the gold aboard the ship. Order the steam up. I\'ll divide with you. We must beat those soldiers back until we can sail. Fight them at every possible stand as they cross the hills. I\'ll join you if the guard is driven in."

The captain hurried to execute Wolf\'s orders, while the regent began with feverish haste to transfer the treasures of the colony to the ship.


Norman sat on his cot in prison, awaiting anxiously the first sound of the troops.

He suddenly leaped to his feet.

"They are coming!"

Listening a moment intently, he cried:

"There it is again—the scream of fifes from the hills!—now, they are driving in the [319]pickets—hear the crack of those rifles!—God in heaven, isn\'t it music!"

He sank back on the cot with a sob of joy.

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