y. He was awakened from his nap by hearing a
tremendous crashing noise and found himself just passing in between
two barges and in a second or two would be under the rapidly revolving
wheel. The current hurled him against it. Before he could recover one
of the planks struck him over the eyebrows and the next struck him on
the back of the head driving him completely under. His paddle was
smashed in two and one half of it gone, while he could feel the warm
blood running down his forehead. With the broken piece of the paddle he
managed to gain the eddy back of one of the barges. The miller was
awakened by his cries for assistance and the stalwart Hungarian
appeared on the deck with a lantern and threw a rope to the almost
fainting man. Paul grasped this firmly and was hauled up till the light
of the lantern revealed his blood covered face and glinting rubber head
piece. The miller uttered a cry of terror, let go the rope and ran
into the mill where he securely fastened himself, thinking no doubt that
some evil sprit of the Danube had appeared to him. When the terrified
miller loosened his hold on the rope, Paul now almost entirely exhausted
dropped back into the current and floated away in a semi-conscious
condition. With his half paddle he succeeded in keeping clear of the
mills and drifted till day light. His eyes were almost closed by
the swelling of his forehead. Soon after he discovered a castle high up
on the banks on one side of the river, the inhabitants of which he
stirred up by a blast on his bugle as he was drifting helplessly. A boat
shot away from shore and picked him up. The boat contained an Austrian
officer and two soldiers. The officer informed him that the castle to
which he was being conveyed, was the fortress Komorn. His wounds were
quickly dressed by the surgeon and in two days he was sufficiently
recovered to resume his trip.

From Komorn he ran all day and the following night to make up for lost
time. About daylight next day great mountains towered up each side of
the river that was there narrow and rapid. About eight o'clock he
arrived at a little village and was informed that it was Nagy, about
forty miles above Buda Pesth. Here he got some refreshments and started
on his last run. A few miles below he saw a very high mountain,
surmounted by a cross, up which ran a zig-zag road. At each bend of this
road was erected a grotto containing some scene from the Passion of