by side with Mr. Johnson, and with him, after driving the enemy through the next house, they entered an outhouse beyond it.
Mr. Johnson entered first, followed by Ned, Dick being last of the party. Dick heard a sudden shout and a heavy blow, and rushed in. Mr. Johnson lay on the ground, his skull beaten in with a blow from the iron-bound staff of a dervish, a wild figure with long hair and beard reaching down to his waist. Dick was in time to see the terrible staff descend again upon Ned's head. Ned guarded it with his rifle, but the guard was beaten down and Ned stretched senseless on the ground. Before the fakir had time to raise his staff again Dick drove his bayonet through his chest, and the fakir fell prostrate, his body rolling down some steps into a cellar which served as a wood-store.
As he fell Dick heard a fierce growl, and a bear of a very large size, which was standing by the fakir, rose on his hind legs. Fortunately Dick's rifle was still loaded, and pointing it into the fierce beast's mouth, he fired, and the bear rollod down the wooden steps after his master. Throwing aside his rifle, Dick turned to raise his brother. Ned lay as if dead.
Dick leaped to his feet, and ran out to call for succor. He went into the house, but it was empty. He rushed to the door, and saw the rest of the party in full retreat. He shouted, but his voice was lost in the crackle of musketry fire. He ran back to Ned and again tried to lift him, and had got him on his shoulders when there was a tremendous explosion. Johannes' house had been blown up.
Following close upon the sound came the yells of the enemy, who were flocking up to pursue the English back to their trenches. Escape was now hopeless, Dick low-
