bid thee, and give thyself no further concern. If thou couldst understand the stars, thou wouldst know how very far we have journeyed.’

The boat was now gliding down the river, moved by no secret influence nor by any enchanter, but merely by the stream, which was then smooth and calm.

Presently they discovered a large water-mill in the midst of the river, and instantly Don Quixote exclaimed, "Behold, my friend, behold! Yonder appears the city, castle, or fortress in which some knight lies under oppression, or some queen or princess in evil plight, for whose relief I am brought hither."

"What in the name of Heaven does your worship mean by a city, fortress, or castle?" quoth Sancho; "do you not perceive that it is a mill, erected in the river for the grinding of corn?"

"Peace, Sancho," replied Don Quixote; "for though it seems to be a mill, it is not so; have I not often told thee that enchantments change things from their natural shape? I do not say they transform them really from one thing to another, but they do so in appearance, and in our thought."

The boat, being now in the middle of the current, began to move a little faster than it had hitherto done. The millers, seeing it coming thus adrift, and knowing that it must presently fall into the mill-stream, ran in haste with long poles to stop it; and, their faces and clothes being covered with meal, they made a rather ghostly appearance. They yelled like fiends to our knight and

squire, "Fools of men," said they, "where are you going? Are ye desperate, that ye have in mind to drown. yourselves, or to be ground to pieces by the wheels?"

"Look at those fiends," said Don Quixote. "Did I not tell thee, Sancho, that we were come where I must show how far the valor of my arm extends? Look, what murderers and felons come out against me,-perfect hobgoblins, thinking with their ugly faces to scare us. But ye shall see, rascals, ye shall see!"

Standing up in the boat, Don Quixote began to revile the millers, exclaiming, "Ill-meaning and base scoundrels, set at liberty the person under oppression in your fortress or prison, be he of high or low degree; for know that I am Don Quixote de La Mancha, otherwise called the Knight of the Lions, who is ordered by heaven to carry out this great deed of heroism."

So saying, he drew his sword and began to fence with it in the air against the millers, who, hearing his words but not understanding them in the roar of the water, proceeded in their attempts to stop the boat, which was just entering into the eddy of the wheels. Sancho fell on his knees and prayed to Heaven to deliver them from this great danger.

The agile millers set their poles against the boat and stopped it so suddenly that both Sancho and Don Quixote fell over into the water. It was well for the knight that he knew how to swim like a goose; nevertheless, the weight of his armor sank him twice.to the bottom, and had not the millers thrown themselves into the water

and seized Don Quixote and Sancho, they must have both perished.

When they were dragged ashore, Sancho, kneeling with hands joined and uplifted eyes, prayed to be delivered from any further heroic deeds of his master.

And now came the fishermen, owners of the boat, which the mill-wheels had crushed to pieces; and seeing it in this state, they began to belabor Sancho well, and to demand payment from his master.

Don Quixote, with great calmness, told the millers and fishermen he would pay for the boat with all his heart, upon condition that they would deliver up to him, free and without ransom, the person or persons who were held prisoners in their castle.

"What persons, or what castle dost thou mean, madman?" asked one of the millers. "Wouldst thou carry off those who come to grind their corn at our mill?”

"Enough," thought Don Quixote. "It will be useless to try to get anything honorable from such miserable men. In this adventure two able enchanters must have plotted against each other; one providing me with a mark, the other upsetting it. God help us! the world is nothing but wrongs and tricks, plots and counterplots. I can, however, do no more."

Then, looking towards the mill, Don Quixote raised his voice and said, "Friends, whoever ye are that are shut up in this prison, pardon me, that through my ill-fortune, I am unable to deliver you; for this adventure is evidently reserved for some other knight."

Having said this, he settled with the fishermen, ordering Sancho to pay for the boat, who did it much against his will, saying, "A couple more of such enchanted boat rides will sink our whole capital.

The fishermen and millers stood for awhile gazing at these two strange figures, but being unable to understand Don Quixote's discourse, and considering both master and squire as madmen, they left them, and betook themselves to their mill, as the fishermen did to their huts. Upon this Don Quixote and Sancho returned to their beasts, and thus ended the adventure of the enchanted bark.

Don Quixote Entertained by a Duchess

One day about sunset Don Quixote cast his eyes over a green meadow and saw several persons enjoying the pleasure of hawking. Drawing nearer, he observed among the group a beautiful lady clad in green sitting on a milk-white horse. On her left hand she carried a hawk, whence Don Quixote conjectured she must be a lady of high rank, as in truth she was.

"Run, Sancho," said the knight, "and tell that highborn lady of the hawk that I, the Knight of the Lions, salute her great beauty, and will wait upon her to kiss her hands and to serve her to my utmost power. So go in a good hour, and God be with thee."

Sancho went off at a round rate, forcing his donkey Dapple out of his usual pace, till he came to the fair

huntress. He alighted, and kneeling before her, said, "Beauteous lady, that knight yonder, called the Knight of the Lions, is my master. I am his squire, called at home Sancho Panza. Formerly this Knight of the Lions was called He of the Rueful Countenance. Now he sends by me to desire your grandeur to give leave that he may approach to serve you."

"Truly, good squire," said the lady, "you have delivered your message with all honor and courtesy. Rise up. It is not fitting that a squire of so renowned a knight as he of the Rueful Countenance, (of whom we have heard much) should remain on his knees. Rise, friend, and tell your master he may come and welcome; and that the Duke and I are at his service in a castle we have at a little distance from here. Tell me, brother squire, is not this master of yours he of whom a history is being spread through the world, called Don Quixote de la Mancha, and who has as the lady of his heart one Dulcinea del Toboso?”

"The very same," answered Sancho, "and I am his squire writ to that same history."

With that he returned to his master, to whom he recounted all that the great lady had said, praising her beauty, good humor and courteous behavior to the skies. Don Quixote put on his best airs, seated himself handsomely in the saddle, adjusted his visor, enlivened Rozinante's mettle, and with a graceful assurance, advanced to kiss the hand of the duchess.

She meanwhile had sent for her husband the duke,