The Ely miner., 1912-03-08

sage and picked the lock in hands shake
/ knew that yet another door was before me
before got to my window and that the lock
might give me more trouble. 1t did, and l had
to work hard to get that door open, was per-
spring freely as passed through it and came
beneath the window giving access to the fort
ress garden, which had yet to be traversed.
Ones troubles only begin with file, and
more than once while engaged on that solid
iron bar l despaired of overcoming this OBJ
stacle. For four mortal hours sawed away,
the perspiration pouring down my face. l had
to stop every minute to listen if any one were
coming, but all remained still
when look back on those four hours be-
hind that grated window don't know how !
held out. and 1 can hardly recall how I got
through and let myself down the sixteen feet
separating from the ground. All know ls
that left stump of bar on which had fixed
my ladder, and minute later l sprang noise
lessly to earth. .-.#-a-,A
Here 1 found myself in some gardens which
l crossed stealthily I knew what was to come
My objective was high iron gate surmounte6
by gas lamp, where l knew a sentry wouIc
be posted. Once past this danger point and !
was free-of the citadel at least. For tna
gate gave on to the roadway
Stealing cautiously over the ground ant
picking my way came to the high fortress
wall. Step by step sided along that wall
until reached the gate. l scaled it and look.
ing over the top saw in the road Immediately
beneath me the spike of the sentry's helmet
flashing in the rays Of the gas lamp.
"If the man had been prompted to look up
he would have seen me in that instant and I
should have been lost. But he was just on
the turn. With his great-coat collar turned up
to his ears and his rife firmly grasped in his
mittened hand he turned and tramped, stamp.
ing. back to his sentry box, which he passed
and then returned in my direction.
81 ducked my head. When he turned his
back on me again l would make dash for 1t
From behind the gate I heard the heavy tramr
cease an instant and then recommence. Then
l raised my head. / was full in the glare OF
the lamp 1t was now or never, so getting both
legs over the top of the gate let myself fall
lightly to earth.
Il found myself within few yards of the
sentry and opposite kind Of timber shelter on
the other side of the road. In a moment the
sentry would turn again, SO I leaped on tiptoe
like flash for the shelter. After waiting a
few seconds walked boldly out disregarding
the sentry down the road to the station"
This is where Captain Luxs story ends He
will say no more for fear of causing unpleas.
antness to any one of those who helped him
in his marvellous escape.
This extraordinary Monte Cristo up to date
just walked into the station OF GlatZ and
boarded the Austrian express When the con-
ductor came for the tickets the muffed-up Ger
man gentleman with the gold-rimmed glasses
and the green overcoat explained he had run
little short of money. but would pay his
ticket to the frontier station of Mittelwade In
Austria Here he was handed over to the sta
tionmaster, to whom he frankly explained his
case revealing his identy with a calmness
which stupefied that goldlaced functionary
Very politely the captain asked for permis.
sion to use the station telegraph to wire his
friends in Budapest for money. Permission
was granted, for, as political prisoner the
captain was immune from extradition proceed
ings, and in few hours the money was forth
coming for the captain by telegraph. And
then, a free man once more, he took train for
Paris, having wired his friends the news of
his successful escape by means Of a telegram
signed "Karl Noel"