The Robesonian. [volume] (Lumberton, N.C.) 1870-current, 1910-06-20
Turn back! 1t is MarIanx, To the

Iurn back! 1t is Marlanx! To the
CASTER
linen 1t was that he saw the prince.
The boy was standing on a seat On the
royal coach of state, holding out bis
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.
IruXton'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 Lorainew He
now heard the name the boy cried
with all his little heart.
Two officers struck at the uncoutb.
desperate American as he lifted tie
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 Coor, shouting words of re-
joicing at sight Of the girl be loved
He caught a 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 King."
From the sidewalks swarmed wei!
armed hordes Of desperadoes firing
Wildly into the ranks of devoted
guardsmen. TruXton fed from the
danger zone as fast as bis 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 Il single glance backward. Little
Mr.. Hobbs. pale as Il ghost. his can
gone, his clothing torn, was painting at
It's 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. liz the center Of tie troop there
was flying carriage. The Duke Of
Perse was lying back in the seat, his
face like that of a dead man.
"The prince is safe"' shouted King
joyously. They'll make it, Thank
Godr'
Colonel Quinnox turned in his sad
die and searched cut the owner Of
| that stirring voice.
Gomez" he called.
| Even as King rushed out into the
roadway horseman gallcped up from
! the direction of the castle. he rulieG
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 fooir
| 1t was Vos Engo, his face black with
fury. Quinnox had seized the hanj
of MIR. Hobbs on seeing help for King
and was pulling him up before him
There was nothing fer Truxton to dc
but to accept the timely help Of bis
rival. An instant later be was ur
behind him and they were off aftel
the last Of the dragons
IL YOU don't mind. count, III IT,,
my luck. grated the American. Hold
ing Oh With one arm, he turned ant
fred repeatedly in the direction of tn,
bowling crowd of rascals
Ride to the barracks gates. Vo
Engor commanded Colone! Quinnox
BE prepared to admit none but tb
royal reserves. who are under stand
ing orders to report there in time O
need"
Over his shoulder Vos Engo hisse,
to his companion: 1T was not i'd
heroics, my friend. nor philanthropy
on my part. | was commanded t.
come and fetch you. She would neve
have spoken to noe again if had re
fused"
"She! Alb, yes. l see! She did DC
forget me- cried Truxton.
understand. it is not for you tina
/ risk my life"
X understand.' murmured TruxtoI
wry smile on his pale lips. "Yo
mean. she is going to pay you in som
way for picking NE up, eh? Well. T.
. put an end to that. III drop off agar
Then you can ride on and tell her
wouldn't be party to the game. D
you catch my meaning?'
You would. eh?" said the count al
grily. I'D like to see you drop Of
while we're going at this
I've got my pistol in the middle c
your back" grated Tru1ton. SLOW U
bit or I'll scatter your vertebrae a
over your system. Pull up!"
LAS you like" cried Nos Engo. NV
done my part. Colonel Quinnox wi
bear Witness He began pulling b
horse down. Now you are quite fire
to drop off,
Less than a hundred yards benin
loped riderless horse. The dragoo
who had sat the ST.
saddle was lying -~AV
far back in the
avenue. a bullet in u IN n
his head. Hob ~ W. !
bling to the mid /|IM