of Prince Richard, King of the Romans, that
he fell upon the baronial troops with renewed vigor, and slowly but
steadily beat them back from the town.
This sight, together with the routing of the enemy's left wing by Prince
Edward, so cheered and inspired the royalists that the two remaining
divisions took up the attack with refreshed spirits so that, what a
moment before had hung in the balance, now seemed an assured victory for
Both De Montfort and the King had thrown themselves into the melee
with all their reserves. No longer was there semblance of organization.
Division was inextricably bemingled with division; friend and foe formed
a jumbled confusion of fighting, cursing chaos, over which whipped the
angry pennons and banners of England's noblest houses.
That the mass seemed moving ever away from Lewes indicated that the
King's arms were winning toward victory, and so it might have been had
not a new element been infused into the battle; for now upon the brow of
the hill to the north of them appeared a great horde of armored knights,
and as they came into position where they could view the battle, the
leader raised his sword on high, and, as one man, the thousand broke
into a mad charge.
Both De Montfort and the King ceased fighting as they gazed upon this
body of fresh, well armored, well mounted reinforcements. Whom might
they be? To which side owned they allegiance? And, then, as the
black falcon wing on the banners of the advancing horsemen became
distinguishable, they saw that it was the Outlaw of Torn.
Now he was close upon them, and had there been any doubt before, the
wild battle cry which rang from a thousand fierce throats turned the
hopes of the royalists cold within their breasts.
"For De Montfort! For De Montfort!" and "Down with Henry!" rang loud and
clear above the din of battle.
Instantly the tide turned, and it was by only the barest chance that
the King himself escaped capture, and regained the temporary safety of
The King of the Romans took refuge within an old mill, and here it was
that Norman of Torn found him barricaded. When the door was broken down,
the outlaw entered and dragged the monarch forth with his own hand to
the feet of De Montfort, and would have put him to death had not the
"I have yet to see my mark upon the forehead of a King," said Norman of
Torn, "and the temptation be great; but, an you ask it, My Lord Earl,
his life shall be
From out of the meagerness of our censored histories we learned that for fifteen years after the cessation of diplomatic relations between the United States of North America and the belligerent nations of the Old World, news of more or less doubtful authenticity filtered, from time to time, into the Western Hemisphere from the Eastern.Page 14
" "In which I resemble your grandfather," I said, "for I, too, have read more even than naval officers are supposed to read, and, as you men know, we are permitted a greater latitude in the study of geography and history than men of other professions.Page 28
" But what a different creature was this fierce-eyed demon, palpitating with life and vigor, glossy of coat, alert, growling, magnificent, from the dingy, moth-eaten replicas beneath their glass cases in the stuffy halls of our public museums.Page 30
The useless destruction of any of these poor creatures was the farthest idea from my mind.Page 32
But they only mistook my solicitude for them for fear, and, with shouts of rage and derision, leaped forward once again to overwhelm me.Page 34
wrought to have erased not only every sign of civilization from the face of this great land, but even the name of the enemy from the knowledge and language of the people.Page 37
It appears that the line of descent is through the women.Page 40
The actuality! Here I lay, bound hand and foot, doubtless almost upon the very site of a part of ancient London, yet all about me was a primeval wilderness, and I was a captive of half-naked wild men.Page 45
"Run!" I cried to the girl, as I bent and seized my rifle.Page 52
But I could not abandon her, though I had no idea what I should do with her after rejoining my companions.Page 60
In fact, Victory is a very sweet and womanly woman.Page 62
After we had landed, we found the same howling wilderness about us that we had discovered on the British Isle.Page 67
It was a boat.Page 68
I expected a blow the moment that I came within the view of the occupants, but no blow fell.Page 72
About three hundred prisoners who had been housed in six prisons at the post marched out of the gates that morning, toward what fate and what future I could not guess.Page 74
The Abyssinians themselves are a fine looking race of black men--tall, muscular, with fine teeth, and regular features, which incline distinctly toward Semitic mold--I refer to the full-blooded natives of Abyssinia.Page 80
But, after I had followed them from the throne room, through several other apartments, and down a long corridor, I found my further progress barred by a soldier who stood guard before a doorway through which the officer conducted Victory.Page 83
Instead, she stamped her little foot in anger.Page 84
It opened into a third apartment with windows overlooking an inner court.Page 88
be such another war!" You all know how Porfirio Johnson returned to Pan-America with John Alvarez in chains; how Alvarez's trial raised a popular demonstration that the government could not ignore.