The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1914-10-22
BY H. c. WELLS,

Don't show yourselfT' cried the king. Kurt made a step forward and pluck ed his brother back. For 8 time all five men stood still. It seemed that i light would never go, and then abrupt ly it was turned of, leaving them blinded. Now said the king uneasi- fy, now shut the door"
 ''Not completely" cried Pestovitcb. 4tLeaye & chink for us to go out by"
 1t was hot work shifting those bombs, and the king worked for a time like common man Kurt and Abel carried the great things up, and Peter brought them to the carts, and the King and Pestovftch helped him to place them among the hay. They made as little noise as they could.
 fSsh!'' cried the king. 'sWhat's thatY'
 But Kurt and Abel did not hear and came bIunderfng up the ladder with the last of the load
 "SshY' Peter ran forward to them with g whispered remonstrance. Now they were still
 The barn door opened little wider, and against the dim blue light outside they saw the black shape of a man.
 Amy one here?" he asked, speaking with an Italian accent.
 The king broke into a cold perEpira4 . ton. Then Pestovitch answered. Only a poor farmer loading hay" he said and picked up a huge hay fork and went forward softly.
 sYou load your hay at a very bad time and in very bad light" said the man at the door, peering in- @Have you no electric light here?"
 Then suddenly he turned on an elec- tric torch, and as he did so Pestovitch sprang forward. Get out of my barnP' he cried and drove the fork full at the fntruder's chest He had a vague idea that so he might stab the man to silence. But the man shouted loudly as the prongs pierced him and drove him backward, and 1n- stantly there was a sound of feet runs ming across the yard.
 "BombsIs cried the man upon tha ground, struggling with the prougs Ia his hand, and as Pestovitch staggered forward into view with the force of his own thrust he was shot through the body by one of the two aswcom- CTS.
 The man on the ground was badly hurt, but plucky s'Bombsp he repeat Ned and struggled up into a kneeiine position and held his electric torch full upon the face of the king. fshOof themr' he cried, coughing and spittdug blood, so that the halo of light round the kings head danced about
 For moment in that shivering cir cle of light the two men saw the king kneeIing up in the cart and Peter on the barn floor beside him The old fox looked at them sideways snared. a white faced evil thing. And then aG5 with a falterfng suicidal herotgn. hei leaned forward over the bomb before him they fired together and shot him through the head.
 Tine upper part of his face seemed tl vanish.
 tshoot them!' cried the man who had been stabbed Shoot them allg''
 And then his light went out, and he rolled over with groan at the feet OG his comrades.
 But each carried light of his own and in another moment everything i1l the barn was visible again. They shos Peter even as he held up his hands iR sign of surrender.
 Kurt and Abel at the head Of the ladder hesitated for moment and then plunged backward into the pits "If we don't kill them,'' said one Of thS sharpshooters, they'll blow us to ragg- They've gone down that hatchWay. Come!''
  Hold your light while I shoot :"
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 It was still quite dark when his valet and Ftrunin came together and told the ex-king Egbert that the business was settled.
 He started up into sitting position on the side of his bed.
 ssDid he go out" asked the ex-klng.
 -tHe is dead" said Firmin. ''He was shot,
 The ex-king refected. That's about the best thing that could have happen ed,'' he said. 'Where are the bombs In that farmhouse on the opposite hill- side? Why, the place is in sightI Let us go. I'll dress, Is there any one iu the place. F1rmin, to get us a cup oe coffee ?'
 Through the hungry twilight of the dawn the ex-kings automobile carried him to the farmhouse, where the last rebel king was lying among bis bombs. The rim of the sky flashed, the east grew bright and the sun was just ris ing over the hills when King Egberi reached the farmyard. There he Hound the hay lorries drawn out from thz barn with the dreadful bombs stiu packed upon them. A couple of score of aviators held the yard, and outsids a few peasants stood in little gEoUH and stared, ignorant as yet of whai had happened. Against the stone wal of the farmyard five bodies were lyl ing neatly side by side. and Pestovitcl had an expression of surprise on hl face, and the king was chiefly ident1 fable by his long white hands and hf blond mustache. The wounded aero naut had been carried down to the inn And afte- the e1-king hhd given diree tions in what manner the bombs weE to be taken to the new special labore tories above Zurich where they couN 1 be unpacked in an atmosphere Of clllos inc, be turned to these five still shapes