on to escape to their former haunts.

Paul seeing no hope of escape from Ancon, returned to Lima to consult
with some American friends. These informed him that there was little
chance of escape from there.

Paul then formed a resolution to wait on General Patricio Lynch, who was
in charge of Callao, six miles away.

From his name, Boyton judged he was some good natured soldier of fortune
who would be only too happy to aid a brother in distress.

With this intention he called at the headquarters at Callao, and
informed the aid-de-camp that he desired an interview with the General.

That officer told him to wait a few hours, which he did. Waiting there,
Paul planned the interview to suit himself. He intended to say:
"General, my name is Boyton; down here just like yourself, from the
States, etc." He pictured to himself how cordially the General
would receive him, give him his passport, perhaps, invite him to dine.
Paul regretted that his clothes were dusty and torn.

Eventually the aid-de-camp approached and said: "You may now see the
General."

Paul was ushered into a large room and the officer retired. Paul looked
around, and saw no one but a white-haired, mahogany-faced old man who
sat writing at a table. Advancing, Paul stood silently waiting to be
noticed. At last a pair of cold steel gray eyes were turned up to
him which confused him so that he stammered in English:

"Is this General Lynch?"

"Si," was the sharp reply.

In English, Paul continued: "General, I am a patrolled prisoner who came
down to see if--"

At this moment he was shocked by a heavy hand crashing on the table and
a stentorian voice rang out in Spanish:

"Speak you Spanish, speak you Spanish. Muerte Dios, I understand not
much English."

Paul mumbled a request in Spanish to have his parole transferred to
Callao. "No, No, Anda!" pointing to the door, Paul retired and soon
after rejoined his companion at Ancon.

Three days after this he received a message from his friends at Lima
which caused him considerable alarm. It was to the effect that
the Chileans were making a diligent search for him and to be very
careful as there was yet no chance to get on a north bound
vessel, every passenger being closely scrutinized and it would be
impossible to cross the mountains.

Late one night, shortly after receiving the above message, he was
awakened by a hammering at the door, he leaped out of bed to find