The labor argus. [volume] (Charleston, W. Va.) 1906-1915, 1910-06-02

from the street, daZed, bewildered. but
unhurt. The revolutionists had begun
the assault on the paralyzed minions
of the government.
He looked back toward the CORY en-
trance to the circus. There was MAR
lanx, mounted and swinging saber
on high. Ahead was a mass of car
zriages, filed with the white faced. pal
sled prey from the court Of Graustark.
From somewhere near the spot where
Olga Platanova fell came harsh, pen
etratinG command:
"Cut them off! Cut them of from
the castle!'
1t was his cue. He dashed into the
street and ran toward the carriage
shouting with all his strength:
Turn back! II Is A1arlanxi To the
castle!"
Then 1t was that he saw the prince.
The boy was standing on seat on the
royal coach of state. holding out his
eager little hands to some one in the
thick of the crowd that surged about
him. He,was calling some ones name.
but no one could have heard him.
Truxton's straining eyes caught sight
Of the figure in gray that struggled
forward in response to the cries and
the extended hand.
Aunt Lorraine: Aunt Lorraine" H
now heard the name the boy cried
with all his little heart.
Two officers struck at the uncouth.
desperate American as he lifted the
girl from the ground and deliberately
tossed her into the coach.
Turn back" he shouted. a horse
man rode him down. He looked up as
the plunGinG animals hoofs clattered
aI~1 4, TEL,
drawn sword. was crowding up to the
carriage door. shouting words OF re
joicing at sight of the girl he loved.
He caught a glimpse of her. holding
the prince in her arms, her white.
agonized fare turned toward the mob.
Distinctly he beard her cry:
save -himI Save Truxton King"
From the sidewalks swarmed well
armed hordes of despcradoes. firing
wildly into the ranks of devoted
guardsmen. Truxton fed from the
danger zone as fast as his strained
ankle would permit him. Bullets were
striking all about him.
Some one was shouting his name be-
hind in the scurrying crowd. He turn
ed for single glance backward. Little
Mr.. Hobbs. pale as a ghost, his cap
gone. his clothing torn, was painting at
his elbow.
Soldiers came riding up from be-
hind, turning to fire from their sad
dies into the throng OF cutthroats. led
by the grim old man with the bloody
saber. In the center of the troop there
was a flying carriage. The Duke of
Perse was lying back in the seat. his
face like that of dead man.
1.-The prince is safer shouted King
joyouSly. They'll make 1t! Thank
God"'
Colonel Quinnox turned in his sad
die and searched out the owner of
that stirring voice.
Gomez he called.
Even rs King rushed out into thu
roadway n horseman gallooed up from
the direction of the castle. he pulled
his horse to his launches almost as
he was riding over the lodging Amer
lean.
"Here!' shouted the newcomer.
scowling down upon the young man.
Swing up here! Quick, you foolr'
1t was Nos Engo. his face black with
fury. Quinnox had seized the hand
OF Mr.. Hobbs on seeing help for King
and was pulling him up before him.
There was nothing for Truxton to do
but to accept the timely help of his
rival. An instant later he was up
behind him and they were OF after
the last of the dragons.
If YOU don't mind. count I'll try
my luck" grated the American. Hold
ing on with one arm. he turred and
fired repeat Ndly In the direction of the
bowling crowd of raScalS.
Rice to the barracks gates. Vos
Engo!" commanded Colonel Quinnox
BE prepared to admit none but the
royal reserves, who are under stand
Ing orders to report there in time of
need"
Over his shoulder Vos Engo Missed
to his companion: 1T was not idle
heroics. my friend. nor philanthropy
on my part / was commanded to
come and fetch you. She would never
have spoken TO me again if 1 had re-
fused
-She! All. yes. seeI She did not
forget me-" cried TruGton.
understand. it is not for you that
1 risk my life
Il understand" murmured TruSton.
a WY smile on his rale lips You
mean. she is going TO pay you in some
way for picking me up. Ell? Well. I'll
put an end to that I'll drop off again.
wouldn't be party TO the game. Do
you catch my meaning?"
You would, eh?' said the count an
griy- I'd like to see you drop of