Evening star., 1927-10-27
WORLD FAMOUS STORIES
Ry MIGUEL, DE CERyANTES SAAvEDRA
DON OUIXOTE's WINDMILLs

! they reach two league in length"
| pray, look better, SIR" quoth
Sancho. "Those things are no giants,
but windmils. and the arms you
! fancy are their sails, which, being
whirled about by the wind, make the
mill 60"
| THAT shows you are little &C.
| quainted with adventures" said Don
| Quixote. Il tell thee they are giants.
| If thou art afraid go aside and say
| thy prayers, for I am resolved to en-.
gage in a dreadful unequal combat
with them ALL"
So saying, he clapped spurs to his
horse Rozinante, without giving ear
| to his squire Sancho. who bawled
out to him and assured him that the
| giants were really windmils. But
Don QuiXote was so fully possessed
| by the strong conceit of his that he
could not see what they really We're,
although he was already very near
them.
Stand cowards," he cried aloud.
STAND your ground. mighty crea.
lures. and fly not basely from a
single knight who dares to encounter
| you all"
Just then, the wind rising. the mill
sails began to move, which caused
/ Dpn '@ulHOle lt tIys.
| Base m:screants, Though you
move more arms than any giant ever
did before, you shall pay for your
boldness.'
Then he devoutly recommended
| himself to his lady Dulcinea, and,
covering himself with his shield and
couching his lance, he rushed with
Roz.nantes utmost speed upon the
first windmill he could come at. Run
ming his lance into the sail, the wind
whirled about with such swiftness
that the rapidity Of the motion pres
emily broke the lance into splinters
and hurled away both knight and
horse along with it. Down fell Don
QuiXote, rolling a good way off the
field.
Sancho Panza ran as fast as his ass
could carry him to help his master,
whom he found lying very still.
"Mercy on me" cried Sancho. did
7 not give your worship fair warn
ing"
"Peace. friend Sancho." said Don
| Quixote There is nothing so sub
ject to the Inconsistency of fortune as
war. ] believe some great necro-
mancer transformed these giants into
windmills to deprive me of the honor
of the victory. There is one who has
great malice against me. But in the
| end all his wiles will he in vain
against the prevailing edge of my
| sword"
amen, say l." quoth Sancho Panza.
He heaved Don QuiXote upon his legs
and the knight mounted poor Rozi.
nante once more.
| They went on. with this adventure
making the subject of their new dis.
! course The loss OF his lance was a
great affliction to Don Quixote, until
| he remembered that he had read Of
knights who uprooted whole trees
when they had lost their lances In
some unfortunate encounter. He told
| Sancho Panza that he would do the
same when he had a good opportu
| nifty.
with such lance" said Don
| QuiXote, Il hope to perform such
Wondrous deeds that thou wilt esteem
thyself particularly happy in having
| had the honor to behold them and to
have been the eyewitness Of achieve
ments which posterity will scarce be
able to believe"
| Heaven grant you may" cried San.
cho Il believe it all because your
worship says it. But, il it please
| you, sir, sit little more upright in
your saddle, for you ride s;delong me-
thinks, but that. suppose, proceeds
| from your being bruised by the fall"
"It does So replied Don Quixote,
land il / do not complain it is because
knight.errant must never complain
of his wounds, though his life's blood
were dripping out through them"
So they went on, seeking further
adventures.