The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1910-02-21

turn Of master who was never TO
come back 10 them. God rest his sim.
pie souii
Truxton King picked himself up
from the street. dazed bewildered, but
| unhurt. The revolutionists had begun
| the assault on the paraiyZed minions
OF the government.
He looked back toward the CORY en-
trance to the circus. There was Mar
lanx. mounted and swinging a saber
on high. Ahead was mass OF car.
riages. filed with the white faced pal
| sled prey from the court of Graustark.
From senewh here near the spot where
Olga Platanova fell came harsh. pen
etrating command:
"Cut them OIL Cut them Off from
the castle"
1t was his cue. He dashed into the
street and ran toward the carriages.
shouting with all his strength;
Turn back! Ii is Marlanx! To the
castle,''
Then it was that be saw the prince.
The boy was standing on a 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 AMI
the extended hand.
Aunt Lorraine. Aunt Lorraine" He
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
about his head. Vos Engo. with
drawn sword. was crowding up to the
carriage door. shouting words OF re-
joicing at sight OF the girl he loved
He caught glimpse OF her. holding
the prince In her arms, her white.
agonized face turned toward the mob
Distinctly he heard her cry:
Save him! Save Truxton Kingw
From the sidewalks swarmed well
armed hordes Of desperadoes. 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-
in, ha
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 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.
Come" he called.
Even as King rushed out into the
roadway a horseman galioped 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.
scowlinc down upon the young man.
Swing up here. Quick. you foolr'
1t was vos Engo. bis 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 .Truxfon' to DO
but to accept the timely help OF his
rival. An instant later he was up
behind him and they were or after
the last Of tina drasnons.