A STRANGE VISITOR IN CAMP
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He bent over the sleeper and touched his face.
"Wake up, Prince Bismarck," he said, in a commanding tone. The other opened his eyes, stared and then smiled amiably, saying:
"Oh! it's you, is it, general? Fate is against me again. I yield myself a prisoner of war. You can fasten my hands if you wish, but I have dined well for one day."
