Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1886-01-22

ran as fast as his ass could drive to help
his master, whom he found lying and not
able to stir. "Did not give your wor-
ship fair warning?" cried he; "did not
tell you they were windmills, and that
nobody could think otherwise, unless he
had also windmills in his head?' ''Peace,
friend Sancho," replied Don Quixote;
'there is nothing so subject to the incon-
stancy of fortune as war. | am verify
persuaded, that cursed necromancer
Preston, who carried away my study and
my books, has transformed these giants
into windmlls, to deprive me of the
honor of the victory such is his inveter-
ate malice against me: but in the end, all
his pernicious wiles and stratagems shall
prove Intellectual against the prevailing
edge of my sword" $50 let it be-" re-
piled Sancho. And heaving him up agein
upon his legs, once more the knight
mounted poor Rozinante, who was half
disiointed with his fall.
This adventure was the subject of
their discourse, as they made the best of
their way towards the pass of Lapice;
for Don Quixote took that road, believing
he could not miss of adventures in one so
nightly frequented.
Sancho desired him now to consider
that it was high time to go to dinner;
but his master answered him that he
might eat whenever he pleased as for
himself, he was not yet disposed to do
so. Sancho having obtained leave, fixed
himself as orderly as he could upon his
ass; and taking some victuals out of his
wallet, fell to munching Justify; and
ever and anon he lifted his bottle to his
nose, and fetched such hearty pulls,
that it would have made the best
pampered winter in Malaga dry to
have seen him.
In fine, they passed that night under
some trees; from one of which Don
Quixote tore withered branch, which
in some sort was able to serve him for a
lance, and to this he fixed the head or
spear of his broken lance. But he did
not sleep all that night, keeping his
thoughts intent on his dear Dulcnea, in
imitation of what he had read in books of
chivalry, where the knights pass their
time, without sleep, in forests and des-
erts, wholly taken up with entertaining
thoughts of their absent ladies'. The
next day they went on directly towards
the pass of Lapice, which they dis
covered about three o'clock. When
they came near it, "llere it is,
brother Sancho," said Don QuiXote, "that
we may, as it were, thrust our arms up
to the very elbows in that which we call
adventures. But let me give thee one
necessary caution; know, that though
thou shouldst see me in the greatest eX-
tremity of danger, thou must not offer
to draw thy sword in my defence, unless
thou tindest me assaulted by base plebe-
ians and vile scoundrels for in such case
thou mayest assist thy master; but if
those with whom | am fighting are
knights, thou must not do it: for the laws
of chivalry do not allow thee to encounter
a knight till thou art one myself
"Never fear" quoth Sancho; "Ill be
sure to obey your worship in that, I'll
warrant you: for | have ever loved
peace and quietness, and never cared to
thrust myself into trays and quarres.
As they were talking, they spied COM
ing towards them two monks of the or
der Of St. Benedict mounted on two
dromedaries, for the mules on which
they rode We're so high and stately, that
they seemed little less. After them
came coach, with four or five men on
horseback, and two muleteers on foot.
There proved to be in the coach Il Bis
cayan lady, who was going to Seville to
meet her husband, that was there in order
to embark for the Indies, to take possess
ion of Il considerable post. Scarce had
the Don perceived the monks. who were
not of the same company, though they
went the same way, but he cried to his
squire, EITHER | am deceived. or this
will prove the most famous adventure
that ever was known: for without all
question those two black things that
move towards us must be necromancers,
that are carrying away by force some
princess in that coach; and It's my duty
to prevent so great an injury" II fear
me this will prove a worse job than the
windmills," quoth Sancho, "take warn
ing, sir, and do not be led away second
time" IL have already told thee, Sancho,"
replied Don QuiXote, ''thou art miserably
ignorant in matters of adventures what
| say is true, and thou shalt find it so pres
emily" This said, he spurred on his horse,
and posted himself just in the midst of
the road where the monks were to
pass. And when they came within hear
ing, he Immediately cried out in Il loud
and naughty tone, Release those high
born princesses whom you are violently
conveying away in the coach, or else