The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-02-27
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 '"Tell me f1ial who Is this you have with you?'
 'tHe is one of the kings guards now. brought him back with me. I cap- tured him."
 ''That's a good beginning to a tale, indeed. You could no more capture him than you can make a fool of me. Is he looking for a good meal too?"
 eff you please, Bridget"
 ''fWel1, you can have what I've got, which isn't much. You've never done over your share of the providing, Den his, but I've missed the little you did do. Mind, you're not forgiven. I'll feed you, and I'll hear your tale. If the tale doesn't please me, out you go. I'm going to have no naore nonsense.''
 After the meal came the tale. The king had been satisfied with a little compared to what O'Ryan thought necessary to set Bridgets suspicious at rest. But he pleased her not the least by telling her how much he had talked of her to me. This was one of the few truths the whole story had contained, and I willingly indorsed it.
 The following day I was introduced to my comrades of the kings guard. It chanced that my duties took me to the fortress, and since Costa, with W1OA4 l At1O u OOp Ad0 ConCA a 4AA4AS to me saw more than I should have done in an ordinary way.
 As Costa showed me what he was pleased to term some of the things of interest, did not wonder that O'Ryan spoke of the fortress of Yadasara with respect Here were instruments of torture not on show-not diabolical inventions of the past exhibited for the present to shudder at, but ma chimes which had been used only few days ago and might be used again tomorrow.
 Costa opened a heavy door, and a damp atmosphere met us. He took key and, going to a slab in one corner of the floor, unlocked it and lifted the slab by a ring which was fastened in its center.
 stFor dead men, he said, pointing down.
 A smooth slide went down at an ] angle, and as bent over to look I could hear the faint sound of water washing restlessly.
 Unto the river7' I asked.
 ttYes. From many of these dungeons there is such an exit, They lead into one big shaft which goes deep into the water under the rock.'' "And so out into the riyer?' Sometimes. If the weight attached | to the body to keep it down should slip off the body might rise in the river. I heard of one case. If you should ever cease to be loyal make friends with the executioners. They can bungle their work and kill quick ly''
 | Only one ambition had Ito learn the way out of Drussen1and. That evening in the guardroom I brought with two or three of my comrades, carefully, of course, not to excite won 1 der
 'AThere was the sound of water, l semember,'' said one. O'Ryan had said the same.
 Running waterY' I ''No, falling water" l remembered the waterfall that 1 poor Mustapha and I had started out | from Brayle to see. Could it have any. 1 thing to do with the entrance to Drus. senland? | It was toward the evening of the next day that, being off duty, I wan dered towards the lower city in the direction of the northern gate. The sharp chatter of horses hoofs upon the rough road suddenly disturbed my thoughts. I did not wish to attract attention, so stepped back into the cor ner of a building. Coming up the street was a knight followed by two of the kings guards. He was a mere stripIing, but he set his charger well