The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1874-03-31

thrust ~
Observing through his mask that his
cheeks were flushed and his eyes blood
shot, took advantage of the permission
granted, and l touched him three times
running.
"Bravor p cried he. "My turn now.
Ha A hit hit !"
He had touched me. / then touched
him four times in rapid succession, and
was then touched once.
"Hurrah p he cried, oSultingly.-
"Rodna, did you see thatP Twice to his
seven -
"Twice to ten, your highness," replied
pressing him very hard "Eight, nine,
ten Now we are quits"
"Good, good p cried the Czarowitsch,
approvingly. every good, but that's not
all. The small sword, not enough, no
use to the cavalry want the sabre. Now,
could you defend yourself, on foot,
against mounted lancer? Parry a lance
thrust, ehP"
"I think l could, your highness I"
"Think SO Not sure, ell ?"
"Pardon me, your highness, have no
doubt of it,
"Lubenski p' again shouted the prince.
The officer appeared.
A lance and horse. Quick ~
But your highness-" interposed.
"Ha you are afraid p
81 am not afraid; but with your high
ness ! should experience equal reluctance
to be the victor or the vanquished."
"All nonsense and flattery First trial
was capital. Now for the second"
At this moment the officer appeared be-
fore the windows of the palace leading a
magnificent horse, and bearing lance in
his hand.
"Now, then," exclaimed Constantine,
as he dashed out of the room, and made
sign for me to follow him, "Give him q
good sabre, Lubenski and now, my En-
glishman, mind yourself or you'll be spit
ted like one of the toads in my summer
house. The last lived three days, Rodna,"
added he, turning to that general, "with
a nail through his belly"
So saying, the prince sprang upon his
steed. With great skill he put the animal
through the most difficult evolutions, at
the same time executing sundly parties
and thrusts with his lance.
CAN ready?" he cried, riding up to me.
"Ready your highness," was the reply
and he, setting spurs to his horse, gallop-
ed on to the further end of the avenue.
"Surely, all this is joke" said to
General Rodna.
"By no means p was the reply. "You
will either lose your life Or gain your ap-
pointment Defend yourself as if you
were on battlefield"
Matters had taken much more serious
turn than had anticipated. Had l con-
sidered myself at liberty to return blow
for blow, could have taken my change
without uneasness but finding myself
bound to control, as well as to use, a
keen-edged sabre, while exposed to the
sharpened lance of reckless and q royal
antagonist, the chances of the diversion
were decidedly against me. It was too
late, however, to draw back.
summoned to my aid all the GOODNESS
and address possessed, and prepared to
face the Czarowitsch, who had already
reached the end of the advance, and turn
ed his horse about. The animal advanced
at full speed, Constantine being crOuched
down upon his neck in such manner that
he was nearly concealed by the abundant
name.
When he reached me he made point
at my breast but l parTied his thrust,
and bounded on one side, horse and rider,
carried away by their impetuosity passed
by without doing the slightest injury.
Every good, very good 70 he said "try
again"
Without giving me time for objection or
remark, he took space for his career and,
after asking me if was ready, returned
to the charge with great fury. AS before
/ kept my eyes fixed on his, and not one
of his motions escaped me. AT the de-
cisive moment parried en- peale, and, by
a spring to the right made his second at
tack as harmless as the first.
Uttering howl Of disappointment, the
Czarowitsch entered into the spirit of our
tilting match as ardently as If it had been
a real combat, and had, moreover made
up his mind that it should terminate in
his favor; but when saw him retracing