The Monticellonian., 1917-05-03

 twill you answer one question? What is the secret of the belt you weary
 She had unconseiously clasped her arms about his neck and they were treadng water Before he could frame an answer faint light appeared from crack following terrific crash. It widened and side of the wall fell in.
 Adams lifted Pearl to his shoulders, showed her through the aperture and she scrambled nimbly to open air and ground. She helped to extricate him.
 They stood dangerously near the ruins of the hotel in the midst of battle between the revolutionists of Granada under Bolera and detaeh- ment of regulars from Fort Gordon. The garrison guns were raining shrap- nel and shell everywhere about them.
 It was a ver-to-be-forgotten scene. The hotel and entire town of Paso del Norte was on fire The boom of can non half mile away, explosions in midair and almost at their feet, weird and spasmodic illuminations in the sky, the crack of the rifle distingulshable Tn the rattle and rain of bullets from machine guns. swiftly moving platoons of men in khaki on foot and on horse, the shriek of flying missiles commin- gling in the uproar with human cries, and above all the cool and deliberate voices of officers held Adams and Pearl spellbound.
 They might have remained indefinite ly in that position, forgetful of its dan gers, had not cayalryman, in the act of flashing by, been shot clean out of his saddle, his body falling with a thud This brought Adams to his senses. He caught the bridle of the dead mans mount lifted Pearl into the saddle, flung himself behind her, and galloped away. heading anywhere.
 There was nothing thick-headed and stupid about Adams. Pearl secretly marveled at his poise, dexterity and, above everything else, his presence of mind; and somehow 1t seemed to her that this was no new experience for the recruit.
 She was chilled through from the wetting she had received. Clutching the pommel of the saddle, she stared straight ahead, leaving her salvation entirely to the man behind her. By curious twist of things they were being driven away from their friends into the territory of foes Adams, with the inborn sense of a sol dier, knew this the moment he sue ceeded in establishing their exact whereabouts and the movements of the contending forces. Once started, how ever, he saw the folly of endeavoring to change their course.
 In a little while they were some where in the Granadian foothills.
 The crash of guns and the shouting of men now ceased The crack of the rifle of some sniper on either side was heard at longer intervals. The lurid light began to fade from the sky. There came upon the two silent fugi- tives in the Granadian woods the S l. pernatural stiffness that follows | clash of arms. Queer sounds arc, , and shadows crept toward them.
 They had reached the edge of  steep precipiee down which led roua 1. trail to ravine. Pearl came out If her reverie.
 Are we followed?" she asked, ui,- easily
 Adams startled her by leaplng to tf @ ground. He drew from the saddlebag E a revolver and handed 1t to her. Thou he took the troopers carbine in his own hands. The soft batter of tie shoeless hoofs of Granadian ponis s was unmistakable.
 Were trapped" he said, bluntlr. Its sure trouble for us tito turn and go back. You've got to take a chanle on that inclinel I'll s-stay here and shunt 'em off. If they k-ketch me, all the better for you" He indicated a blanket and a pup-tent in the troop CTS outfit on the horse. "Youll ait good and warm wrapped up in then things"
 She laid a small, icy hand in bs warm one. "The beltT she interrt,- gated. "Will you give 1t to meP
 (END OF FIFTH EPISODE.)