The Press., 1893-01-26

OnerS couch, the hanQ that SnaQeQs Ine lamp touched him on the shoulder, and 8 sweet and silvery voice-a woman's voice-asked him, ssDo you want eat?''
 The young Pole, awakened suddenly by the glare of the lamp, by the touch and words of the female, rose up on his couch and with eyes only half opened said in German, 'What do you want?"
 s'Give the man something to eat at once," said Castanos, when he heard the result of the first experiment, "and let him go. He is not Frenchman. How could he have been so far master of him. self? The thing is impossible"
 But though Leckinski was supplied with food he was detained prisoner. The next morning he was taken to a spot where he could see the mutilated corpse of the Frenchman, who had been cruel ly massacred by the peasantry of Truxil- To, and he was threatened with the same death. But the noble youth had prom ised not to fail, and not a word, not an accent, not gesture or look betrayed him.
 Leckinski, when taken back to his prison, hailed it with sort of joy. For twelve hours he had had nothing but gibbets and death in it's most horrid forms before his eyes-exhibited to him by men with the looks and the passions of demons. He slept, however, after the harrassing excitement of the day, and soundly, too, when in the midst of his deep and deathlike slumbers the door opened gently, some one drew near his couch, and the same voice whispered in his ear:
 "Arise and come with me. We wish to save your life. Your horse is ready"
 And the brave young man, hastily awakened by the words, "We wish to save your life; colne," answered still in German, ''What do you want"
 Castanos, when he heard of this expert ment and its result, said the Russian was noble young man; he saw the true state of the case.
 The next morning early four men came to take him before a sort of court martial, composed of officers of Castanos' staff. During the walk they uttered the most horrible threats against him, but true to his determination he pretended not to understand them.
 When he came before his judges lie seemed 10 gather what was going on from the arrangements of the tribunal and not from what he heard said around him, and he asked in German where his interpreter was? He was sent for, and the examination commenced.
 It turned at first upon the motive of his journey from Madrid to Lisbon. He answered by showing his dispatches to Admiral Siniavin and his passport. Spite of the presence and the vehement assertions of the peasant, he persisted in the same story and did not contradict himself once.
 ''Ask him." said the presiding officer at last, ''if he loves the Spaniards, as he is not Frenchman?'
 Certainly" said Leckinski, II like the Spanish nation, and I esteem it for it's noble character. wish our two na- tions were friends"
 Colonel" said the interpreter to the president, ''the prisoner says that he hates us because we make war like ban ditti; that he despises us, and that his only regret is that he cannot unite the whole nation in one man, to end this odious war at single blow"
 While he was saying this, the eyes of the whole tribunal were attentively watching the slightest movement of the prisoners countenance, in order to see what effect the interpreters treachery would have upon him. But Leckinski had expected to be put to the test in some way, and was determined to baf- fe- all their attempts.
 'Gentlemen, !" said Castanos, ''it seems to me that this young man cannot be suspected; the peasant must be deceived. The prisoner may pursue his journey, and when he reflects on the hazard of our position he will find the severity we have been obliged to use excusable.' ,
 Leckinski's arms and dispatches were returned, he received a free pass, and thus this noble youth came victorious out of the severest trial that the human spirit can be put to.-H. K. in New York News.