"The alarm we were kept in a few succeeding days diverted my melan choly ; but the enemy, weakened by the contiuual checks we had given them, became less venturous, and kept within their walls, and 1 was agaiu left to deplore the loss of my friend. " One night, Avhile sitting in my tent absorbed in thought, 1 heard the hasty challenge of the sentinel, and at the same moment Stanley entered. I am not naturally superstitious, but this sudden apparition of my friend, whom I had considered lost to me, staggered my senses. His dress was wet and disordered, and covered with green weeds, and his long dark hair was dripping with moisture. The warm pressure of the hand with which I was greeted convinced me that it was he, and 1 eagerly inquired how he had escaped? " ' We will talk of that anon,' said he ; ' but first give me a cast of your clothes, for 1 have been playing the otter,- and am wet to the skin.' " I complied, with his request ; and when Ixo' had changed his dress, he gave me an account of his escape. " ' Howard,' said he, 'am I not a lucky wight, to make a conquest while a prisoner in yonder fort ?" "'A- conquest!' echoed I, in credulously : ' what mean you ? I cannot solve your riddle." " ' Marry, no less than this ; the governor of that fort has a niece, as fair a maid as ever set free a captive knight. Would'st thou believe it, while I lay this evening in my dungeon, mourning the loss of my freedom, and moreover my coat of mail and Bilboa blade, which these "Walloon dogs have despoiled me of, the door opened and that sweet girl entered my prison. She bore a small lamp, and was followed by a dwarfish figure, who carried a small basket. " ' Stranger,' aaid she, ' this conduct may seem to thee unmaidenly, but you are an Englishman, and will not judge me harshly for my rashness. 