The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-08-05

they loved. They watched it until nothing was left to be seen except the faint cloud of smoke that went to a pin point in the horizon. There had been absolutely no opportunity to com municate with the officers of the ship. They sailed away hurriedly, as if in alarm Their haste was significant.
 Perhaps Bowles succeeded in get ting a word with the officer who came ashore" said Browne hopefully. "He knows the danger we are in."
 My dear Browne. Bowles hadn't the ghost of a chance to communicate with the ship" said Chase. He can't bully 'em any longer with his Tommy Atkins coat. They've outgrown it. just as he has. It was splendid while it lasted, but they're nc more afraid of it now than they are of my warships. l wish there was sonfS way to get him and his English assistants into the chateau. It's awful to think of what is coming to them sooner or later"
 "Is there no way to help them?" groaned Deppingham.
 "I'n never forget poor Bowles the first time I saw him in his dinky red jacket and that hooligan cap of his," reflected Chase, as if he had not heard Deppingham ms remark. "He put them on and tried to overawe the crowd that night when I was threatened in the market place. He did his best, poor chap, and I'-
 "Lookr' exclaimed Britt suddenly, pointing toward one of the big gates in the upper end of the park. "I be- lieve they're making an attack!'
 The next instant the men in the bal cony were leaving it pellmell, picking up the ever ready rifles as they dashed off through the halls and out into tke park. They kept themselves as well covered as possible by the boxed trees, although up to this time there had been no shooting. t Chase, in advance, suddenly gave vent to loud cry and boldly dashed | out into the open, disregarding all shelter. Two of the native park patrol were bastening toward the gate from | another direction. Outside the huge, | barred gate a throng of men and women were congregated. Some of | the men were vigorously slashing away at the bars with sledges and | .rowbars; others were crouching with cities leveled-in the other direction! "It's Bowlesr' shouted Chase eagerly The situation at once became clear to those inside the walls. Bowles and his friends, a score all told, had man. | aged to reach the upper gate and were now clamoring for admission, beset on all sides by the enemy's pickets. "For Gods sake, be quick" shouted | Bowles. "There's a thousand of them coming up the mines road!!'
 | The gates were unlocked by the pa- | trol, and the panic stricken throng tumbled through them and scattered like sheep behind the high. sheltering | walls. Once more the massive gates | were closed and the bolts thrown down just in time to avoid a fusillade of bullets from the outside.
 Once inside the chateau the fugi- l tives, shivering with terror, fairly col | lapsed. There were three EnglishmeN In the party besides Bowles, and | Chase recognized the Persian wives of Jacob von Blitz among the women | who had been obliged to cast their lot with the refugees from Arafat. The sister of Neenah and five or six other women who had been sold into the island made up the remainder of the little group of trembling females. | The remainder of the men in the party, fourteen or fifteen in all, were of many casreS and nationaliieS and of various ages. There were brown skinned fellows from Calcutta, a cou- pie of sturdy Greeks. an Egyptian and | Persian, three or four Assyrians and as many 'Maoris. As to their walks ip life, among them were clerks and guards from the bank, members of the native nstabulary. Indian fakers and showmen and vendors of foreign gew. i gaws.
 Bowles his thin legs still shaking perceptil~ - although he strove might fly to hold them at strict attention
 was the spokesman. valiant heart thumped once more against the seams of the little red jacket. If his hand trembled and his voice shook it was because of the unwonted exertion tc
 which both had been put in that stir
 ring flight at dawn.
 "For some time we have been pre-
 pairing for the outbreak" he said, fin
 gering the glass of brandy that Brit
 had poured for him. Ever since
 Chase began to go in so noticeab bly, fol
 the ladies-ahemr'
 Chase glared at him. The others tit
 tered.
 'I don't mean the old story, sir, O.
 the Persians, and I'm saying, sir
 what's more, there wasn't a word O.
 truth in it-I mean the ladies of tn,
 chateau, begging pardon too. Vol
 Blitz came to me often with com
 flaints that you were being made
 fool of by a pretty face or two anC
 that you were going over to the enem,
 body and soul. When I heard tha
 they tried to kill you the night befor
 last I made up my mind that no whit
 man was to be left to tell the tale
 Last night we locked all the company i. | hooks in the YaultS got together al