The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-02-04

HOLD YOUNG from the tense xnIEND. muscled "a p tive and directed his final instructions to the guards. With a curt nod to the smen, be strode out through the mouth of the cave and was gone. Dusk had settled down upon mountain and val ley. One of the men cut the rope that Bound Truxton's feet.
 "Get up," said the Newport man. ssWe've got to be moyin'."
 Still gagged and somewhat dizzy, King was hurried off into the narrow mountain path, closely surrounded by the Eve men.
 Ghe silent. cautious march down the valley, through the gap and along the ridge carried them far into the night. This much he knew-they were in 4he hills directly above the northern Eates. The vague. black shadow of ? 4ghtless house loomed up before them In twinkling be was hustled across
 ead and ilto door. then down flight of stairs. through pitchy dark ness. guided by two of the men, a whispered word of advice now and < u perilous stumbles. He was jerked up sharply with command to stand still. A light flashed suddenly in his face, bIinding him for a moment.
 Soon he saw that they were in a broad. bare cellar; three men in heavy black hearsis were in earnest conversa- ton wish several of his captors; all were gesficulating f1ercely.
 His Newport companion enlightened him between puffs of the pipe he was struggling with. Heres where we say goodby, young fellow. We turn you over to these gents, whoever they are. You go into the village gay with these 'swabs' by the sewer line, guess" Truxton pricked up his ears. ''The old man has had a hole chopped in the sewer here, they tell me, and it's snap to get into the city. Not very clean or neat, but 1t gets you there. We'll. so long! They're ready, see. They don't monkey long when they've got a thing to do."
 In another moment his guardianship was transferred; he was being hurried across the cellar toward an open door way. Down few stone steps he was led by the bearded. crew. and then pushed through a hole in what ap- peared to be heavy brick wall. He realized at once where he was. The gurgle of running water came up to him It was the great sewer that ran from the hills through the heart of the city. flushed continuously by diverted mountain stream that swept down from above.
 He did not know how long they traversed the chill sewer. In time. however, the wa.4r s1: ceeper; rats began to scurry along the sides of the circle or to swim frantically on in front of the disturbers.
 At last the strange journey ended They came to niche in the slimy wall Up into this the men climbed. The mar above was cautiously tapping on what appeared to be solid masonry. TC Kings surprise a section of the wal suddenly opened before them. He was seized from above by strong hands and literally jerked through the hole. uI narrow steps and then into long, dim ly lighted room, in the center or WnlcI stood long table.
 He was passed on into a small room adjoining. Some one, speaking in Eng fish, told him to sit down. The gag was removed from his stiff, infamed mouth.
 Fetch him some water," said voice that he was sure he recognized a high, querulous voice.
 Hello, Spantzr' articulated Truxton turning to the black bearded, bent ng ure
 There was an instant of silence Then Spantz spoke, with soft laugh "You will not know so much tomor row, Herr King. Give him water man. He cannot talk with a dry throat"
 King was pushed out into the larger room, where he was confronted by crowd of bewhiskered men and snak! eyed women with most intellectual nose glasses. It required but glance ito convince him that the whisker! were false.
 For nearly an hour he was probet