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"Halt! Who goes there!"

A shot rang out in the stillness of the night; it was answered at once by another closer in More shots followed, gradually increasing to a fusillade as the scouts and pickets caround, but even as they did so another volley reached theroan and lay still The alarle and echoed back fro hills A sharp coeant; the coave another order; the formation to repel attack was made in an incredibly short space of time There was no disorder; no confusion The little officer was as cool as if on dress parade

"Steady,to wait Fro on the little square "Steady, men!" was still his only command

Then, when it see fingers froiven

"Here they are! Now, then, boys, fire!"

Volley after volley rang out The forehting; the bayonets lunged with deadly effect, but seemed powerless to thrust the mass back on itself Men shot, hacked, stabbed and clubbed each other It was a whirl of uplifting and descending rifles and bolos

Fierce oaths vied with the shrieks of the wounded for supreasps of the victims when the steel went home were heard on all sides At times the soldiers could not see on account of the sweat and blood pouring from their faces; the very air was foul fro and the dead They could not breathe; a sort of vertigo overpowered the with the enemy

To Banse but warding off and ring blows Fighting side by side with Rogers, he saith horror, that the soldier's rifle had been torn from his hands, and that he had no weapon to defend himself; but before he could see just how it happened, this individual coun and was doing the clubbing With renewed zest Bansemer finished with the bayonet his own assailant, and saw the man fall on top of poor Adams and Relander

Suddenly there was an exultant yell from the enemy Instinctively Banseiven way Quickly turning, he rushed to give his aid, and just in tie knife With the two gripped hands high in the air struggling for mastery, the adversaries became separated a bit fro out to one side of the plaza, and under the walls of a convent Banse it; and just at the rin of triumph on the fiendish face, there carne a flash and a report, and his adversary fell at his feet Glancing up to ascertain who had fired the shot that had saved his life, he thought he saw a figure disappearing from one of the s The incident acted as an inspiration Gathering together a few men, he reached the Captain's side and communicated his plan The opportunity was not to be lost Groce gave an order; Connell repeated it Then interpreting a tee, thethe field piece, broke for the building; and by bayoneting and clubbing the insurgents out of the way accoht loss The soldiers hurled theainst the stoutly barred door; it fell with a crash