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The courses all are past the wheels erect All safe when as the hurrying coursers round The fatal pillar dash'd, the wretched boy Slackened the left rein; on the column's edge Crash'd the frail axle headlong from the car, Caught and all meshed within the reins he fell; And masterless, the mad steeds raged along! Loud from that mighty multitude arose A shriek a shout!

"If a German battery starts trying to out that feller," he sez to me, "we just about stand a healthy chance of meetin' an odd shell or two that's tryin' for the range." 'We had to pass through a bit of a town called Palloo, an' just before we comes to it we met some teams from one of the Column's other sections comin' back.

"That's good enough," said Shorty, sinking back. "The column's movin' agin," said Abel Waite, turn ing his attention to his team.

There is a point, however, on which it is dumb the origin of the war. But if you wish to know the result, not the momentary and transient result, but the sequel which futurity held, look at the ruins at that column's base. The origin of the war was Domitian's diplomacy.

We felt disgusted rather than distressed; we were yet confident of the Column's invincibility. Various tit-bits of secondary interest were served out to humour us, and a startling rumour was put in circulation a rumour round which clung no element of justification to soften the wrath it aroused.

The activities of the few agents and propagandists described in the foregoing chapters do not, as I said in the preface, even scratch the surface of what seem to be widespread efforts to interfere in the internal affairs of the American people and their Government; but a few basic conclusions can reasonably be drawn from what little is known of the Fifth Column's operations.

There the wild fig tree and the vine O'er Hadrian's mouldering Villa twine; The cypress in funeral grace Usurps the vanished column's place; O'er fallen shrine and ruined frieze The wall-flower rustles in the breeze; Acanthus leaves the marble hide They once adorned in sculptured pride; And Nature hath resumed her throne O'er the vast works of ages flown."

A whiff of dust showed where the battery ambled townward among roadside gardens, the Callender carriage spinning by it to hurry its three ladies and Mandeville far away to the city's lower end. At the column's head rode Irby in good spirits, having got large solace of Flora's society since we last saw her paired with Kincaid.

But I know that if it weren't for my dictionary I should have given up long ago. When too many tiresome people dine here in the evening or when they worry me from home I take a column. But generally half a column's enough good tough Persian roots, and no nonsense. Oh! of course I can read Hafiz and Omar Khayyam, and all that kind of thing. But that's the whipped cream. That don't count.

Above them rise the columns, tapering gently as they ascend, but without any swell or entasis. They consist of several masses of stone, carefully joined together, and secured at the joints by an iron cramp in the direction of the column's axis. All are beautifully fluted along their entire length, the number of the incisions or flutings being from forty-eight to fifty-two in each pillar.