The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-06-05

or C8l0lS sOArCa&nanS nOISe SauK uH' der him and could not by any means be got up again, the blood flowing from both, his eyes and his nose. There still remained V Planchet's horse, but after he stopped he remained quite still and could not be urged to move a step.
 Fortunately, as we have said, they were within hundred paces of the city; they left their two nags upon the highroad and ran toward the port. Planchet Called his masters attention to a gentleman who had just arrived with his lackey and preceded them by about fifty paces.
 They made all speed to come up to this gentleman, who appeared to be in great haste. His boots were covered with dust, and he inquired if he could not instantly cross over to England.
 ttNothing would be more easy" said the captain ofsa vessel ready to set sail, but this morning an order ar rived that no one should be allowed to cross without express permission from the cardinal"
 q nave tiloL pcA od1u JAO gentleman, drawing a paper from his pocket; "here it is."
 Have it examined by the governor of the port" said the captain, s'and give me the preference
 Where shall I find the governorY'
 At his country house. Look, you may see it from here-at the foot of that little hill, that slated roof"
 "very we'll" said the gentleman. : . <, D'Artagnan, and Planchet followed the gentleman at distance not to be noticed, but when he was out of the city D'Artagnan quickly came up with him just as he was entering little wood,
 Monsieur" said E'Artagnan, you appear. to be in great haste?" :, "No one can be more so, monsieur,
 "I am sorry for that said D'Arta- gnan, ".for, as am in great haste like wise. wished to beg you to render me a service"
 s'What service?'
 'I want that order of which you are the bearer, seeing that have not one of my own and must have one" ''Let me passr'
 "You shall not pass. 7 My brave young man. will blow out your brains. Hola, Lubin, my pis- tols!"
 ..Planchet,' called out D'Artagnan, sstake care of the lackey-I will man age the master"
 , Planchet, emboldened by the first ex- ploit,' sprang upon Lubin, and, being strong and vigorous, he soon got him on the broad of his back and placed his knee upon his breast.
 Seeing this, the gentleman drew his sword and sprang upon D'Artagnan, but he had more than he expected to deal with.
 Tn three seconds D'Artagnan lad wounded him three times, exclaiming at each thrust:
 "One for Athos, one for Porthos and one for Aramis!'' ;. At the third hit the gentleman fell heavily to the ground
 D,Artagnan believed him to be dead or at least insensible and went toward him for the purpose of taking the or der, but at the moment he stretched out his hand to search for 1t the wound. Cd man, who had not dropped his sword. plunged the point into his breast, crying:
 .And one for you!''
 And one for ne! The best for the last!'' cried D'Artagnan ina rage, nail ing him to the earth with fourth thrust through his body.
 This time the gentleman closed his eyes and tainted D'Artagnan searched his pockets and took from one of them the order for the passage. It was in the name of the Count de Wardes.
 s.Now." said Planchet, ''iet us gar this Lubin and bind him to a tree"
 This being properly done. they drew the Count de wardes close to his serv- ant, and as night was approaching and as the wounded man and the bound man were at some little distance within the wood, 1t was evident they were likely to remain there till tho next day.
 "And now" said D'Artagnan, Ito the governors house.
 But you appear to me to be wound: Cd. said Planchet.