The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-04-15

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 have this.F' the same room that he had given au- dience to the mob in the morning.
 What news? What news ?" pleaded the king, who was beginning to show the effects of the attempt to dethrone him.
 Hawthorne quickly told him of the princess scheme to have the guards pose as Americans and then when he was foiled to expose them.
 Here's the crisis,'' announced Flaw thorne. who had completely regained his fighting prowess. Here's where we make our last stand.'
 ''No.- We'll surrender. It isn't worth the fght.''
 You've placed yourself in my hands, haven't you2'
 bered, and we can never win that crowd now"
 .sWeIl, we won't surrender while we have this," announced Hawthorne, ion ding his revolver.
 Do as you wiIl,'' meekly obeyed the king.
 Just then Blake rushed into the room. They're he1eI'' he announced.
  rushed the prince. followed by the committee that had been appointed to oversee the testing of the gold.
 ''We demand your abdication imme- diately!' shouted the prince.
 ''Now, just a minute,'' urged Flaw thorne, again taking the center of the stage. "How much longer are you peo- pie going to be made the tools of this man? You've listened to him long enough. Let me tell you few things. Do you know that it was this man, your prince, who took those guards out of the jail and made them pose as new Iy arrived Amertcang?'' demanded Hawthorne.
 "Impossibler' shouted Radulski.
 'Is it? We'll, you'll find out.''
 Then, turning to the king, he said: 'fYour majesty, order those men brought here Immediately. Let us hear their stortes.''
 "What! Would you take the word of two guards who had betrayed their commander exclaimed the prince.
 Do you want to hear these men?' Hawthorne appealed to the crowd There were a few faint voices in the affirmative, while Radulski tried to drown them out with a resounding ''Nop'
 ''We'n hear them," announced Flaw thorne.
 By this time the guards, under orders of the prince, were on their way to the jail.
 The prince was doing his best to be heard, but Hawthorne held their atten- ton and,s strange to say, for the time being had quelled their revolutionary spirit.
 ''Men, stop this nonsense. Cool off! Do what is best for Borrovina f''
 ''You cannot pass judgment on that, sir," declared the prince. What can you know of Borrowings conditions and needs2''
 q know more than you thinlk,'' was Hawthorne's reply. That's why I'm here. Do you know what my business is? Making money"
 EYes. He makes it himself out of any old stuff he may pick up along the wayside," said the prince, in a vain at tempt to make Hawthorne look ridicu- lous in the eyes of the crowd. SE1s that so?7 was the Americans re- ply. "Blake. bring in that pot''
 Blake immediately appeared with a big melting pot on a large iron tray. Beneath the pot was an oil fire
 "NoW we'll see what my money is made of," said Hawthorne.
 Give me Borrovina gold coin ?'' he asked of the crowd.
 The senator. who had come in but a few moments before. offered one, but Hawthorne said:
 'tNo. senator. We want a native of Borrovina to produce the coin.''
 Here said one of the merchants. Hawthorne placed it in the pot.