The sun., 1901-04-20

Martin Roos seized them. one in each hand.
by the nape Of the neck. and ground their
faces together, whercafter he tossed them.
dead. into the canal which ran down the
middle Of the street Some days later their
bodies were found with the faces crushed
fat, and IL was supposed that they had been
drunk and had fallen from a bridge upon the
stone work Of a pier Al page 100 we find a
now heroine. Elsa Brsnt. who was not born
at the beginning Of the story. Al page isi
we see the Count OF Montalvo's mad son.
Adrian, trying 10 stab Martin Roos in the
presence OF Elsa Brsnt and other frightened
ladies Of course the attempt was absurdly
unsuccessful. A boat that is being fred upon
from a fort ploughs cHreenine through the
waves Of page 2l7. Red Martin Is aboard.
his long beard sweeping backward and side
ways In the whistling wind. The unfortunate
Adrinn may be seen kneeling and talking
foolishly TO Elsa Brant at page 259.
Al page 33o we have a picture Of Martin
Roos In the torture cell He has been stripped
naked for the rack He has Just slain the
Professor" whose business 1t Was to torture
him apart of tho Professor" appears horri-
bly, In a corner Of the picture Red Martin ia
holding the cell door against six Spanish sol
dlers. who ara pushing upon It from the other
side. As he holds the door. In an agony Of
muscular eIertion. Foy van Goorl. son Of
Dirk van Goorl. plunges a dagger into the
throat Of porter who had offered TO run him
through with a sword Martin labored to
close the door ufriciently 70 shoot the great
bolt into its stone socket Heavens" tho
text saws, what a struggle was that Mar
tins blue eyes seemed to be starting from his
Ill ND
Of his body rose in great knots. Foy." who
had been wounded in the leg. "hopped 10 him
and pushed as we'll as he was able II was
little that he could do standing upon one leg
only for now the sinews Of tho other had
given wav again; still that little made the
difference, for lot the soldiers on the other
side strive as they might, slowly. very slowly
the thick door quivered in its frame Martin
glanced AZ tho bolt. for he could not 7peax
and with his left hand Foy slowly worked 1t
forward II was stif with disuse, Il caught
upon the edge Of the socket, Closer. he
gasped Martin made m EFFORT so fierce that
It was hldeous 10 behold. for beneath the
pressure the blood trickled from bis nostrils'
but the door went in the 'Iyteenth Of An inch
and the rusty boil creak~d nome into its stone
notch Then Martin took the wounded Foy
on his hack. and securing great sword
labelled silence which hung upon the wall
and belonged 20 the erecl'loner, passed out
Of the cell by another door
Nobody stoppe him The story says that
a few seconds later the two soldiers on guard
outSidA thc prison we're o, ercome by the
sight Of a huge red bearded man without
clothes. waving great sword and bearing
another man on his back, who charged upon
th,m with a roar They never waited his
onset. they were terrified and thought that
hc was the devil This way and that they
srrang in flight. and The man with his burden
passed over tho little drawbr and down
into tho city and SO e1cnpei
Astory calculated to keep IN" reader breath
less, II eurpl" Will ho s""n Mr. Htgg1rd
snys in his preface that there are two ways
of writing a historical romance one Way
j. 20 choose some notable and leading char
actars ~ 'he tmo 20 be treltc L. and -
represent them carefully In the full HIGHT Of
history the other way is to I'LL yourself with
the form and color Of history AMI - MANN
faoturc characters 20 correspond This other
way is 'he way that has here been followed.
Mr Haegard saturated himself with tho
verltah.c news OF history. and from the quick
sol Of b., fancy thus treated this tale has
fortunately sprlug
MIR HugFard'S brother, Capt Andrew
Haggard once spent an entire day IN this
city nlling himself with Impressions and on
his return 70 England Le poured ,hcla all
ont in Bhckvood's M1GcIms Some readers
though; that the Captain had naked W hi,
New York notes with his notes Of Upernay.k
ard Timbnctoo. but genius j. often inequi'dbly
a p p u fpI mo d "a
and We are qgrn willing to believe that in his
collection Of Impressions from Dutch history
Mr. Rider Haggarl has made no mistake
But the book is readable and wonderful
whether It - good Dutch history or not