sing against solid cylinders of spears. Mutual gravity was
sufficient to hold them together, and each wayleal spread himself upon
the air, as upon a bed of down, enjoying luxurious repose.

I had slept I know not how long, in company with the leaders of our
army, when I was awakened by Flathootly, who informed me that a trusty
messenger from Grasnagallipas, lord of invention and general of the
king's bockhockids, desired to see me as bearer of an important
despatch from his master.

The messenger, saluting, handed me the following document:

"_To His Excellency_ LEXINGTON WHITE, _Commander-in-Chief of
the Army of Queen Lyone, from Grasnagallipas, General of the
Royal Bockhockids, Greeting:_

"General Grasnagallipas begs to report that he and his
bockhockids have ever been in sympathy with the late
goddess, but were prevented from espousing her cause by the
overwhelming presence of the royal army in Calnogor. To show
his detestation of the horrible act of criminal cowardice on
the part of his majesty, he offers his sword and command of
bockhockids to the cause of the late adorable goddess and
queen of Atvatabar, and on the acceptance of such assistance
by your excellency will at once leave the ranks of the royal
army and enter that of her late majesty, to fight for the
sacred cause and assist in punishing a perfidious king.

GRASNAGALLIPAS."

The loss attending the withdrawal of the priests and priestesses to
form a guard of honor to the illustrious dead was more than
compensated for by the re-enforcements under Grasnagallipas, to whom I
sent a message of gracious acceptance of his services.

The army being fully aroused for conflict, had the satisfaction of
welcoming re-enforcements from two opposite directions, viz., the
fifty thousand bockhockids under Grasnagallipas and the terrorite
battery under command of General Rackiron.

As was expected, the departure of the bravest general in the royal
army was the signal for a renewal of hostilities, and Coltonobory, mad
at the serious defection of his troops, at once assumed the offensive.
He had received a large recruitment of wayleals, and felt as
formidable as ever. His army swept down upon us with warlike music
rolling like thunder, and cries of "Bhoolmakar!" The king himself,
having dealt us his most terrible blow, was a witness to the onset of