board vizard, such as it has been described. Sancho having more and more stared him in the face with great earnestness, "Blessed Virgin defend me!" quoth he; "who is this? Thomas Cecial, my friend and neighbor!" "The same, friend Sancho," quoth the squire. "I will tell you anon by what tricks and wheedles he was inveigled to come hither. Meanwhile desire your master not to misuse, nor slay, nor meddle in the least with the Knight of the Mirrors, that now lies at his mercy; for there is nothing more sure than that it is our ill-advised countryman Samson Carrasco, and nobody else."

By this time the Knight of the Mirrors began to come to himself; which, when Don Quixote observed, setting the point of his sword to his throat, “Thou diest, knight,” cried he, "if thou refuse to confess that the peerless Dulcinea del Toboso excels thy Casildea de Vandalia in beauty. Besides this, thou shalt promise (if thou escape with life from this combat) to go to the city of Toboso; where, as from me, thou shalt present thyself before the mistress of my desires, and resign thy person to her disposal; if she leaves thee to thy own, then thou shalt come back to me, (for the track of my exploits will be thy guide,) and thou shalt give me an account of the transaction between her and thee. These conditions are conformable to our agreement before the combat, and do not transgress the rules of knight-errantry." "I do confess," said the discomfited knight, "that the lady Dulcinea del Toboso's ripped and dirty shoe is preferable to the clean though ill-combed locks of Casildea; and I promise to go to her, and come from her presence to yours,

and bring you a full and true relation of all you have enjoined me." "You shall also confess and believe," added Don Quixote, "that the knight you vanquished neither was nor could be Don Quixote de la Mancha, but somebody else in his likeness; as I, on the other side do confess and believe, that though you seem to be the bachelor Samson Carrasco, you are not he, but some other, whom my enemies have transformed into his resemblance, to assuage the violence of my wrath, and make me entertain with moderation the glory of my victory." "All this I confess, believe, and allow," said the knight; "and now I beseech you to let me rise, if the hurt I have received by my fall will give me leave, for I find myself very much bruised." Don Quixote helped him to rise, by the aid of his squire Thomas Cecial, on whom Sancho fixed his eyes all the while, asking him a thousand questions; the answers to which convinced him, that he was the real Thomas Cecial, as he said, though the conceit of what was told him by his master, that the magicians had transformed the Knight of the Mirrors into Samson Carrasco, had made such an impression on his fancy, that he could not believe the testimony of his own eyes. In short, the master and the man persisted in their error. The Knight of the Mirrors and his squire, much out of humor, and much out of order, left Don Quixote, to go to some town where he might get some ointments and plasters for his ribs. Don Quixote and Sancho continued their progress for Saragosa; where the history leaves them to relate who the Knight of the Mirrors and his squire were.

CHAPTER XV.

GIVING AN ACCOUNT WHO THE KNIGHT OF THE MIRRORS AND HIS SQUIRE WERE.

DON QUIXOTE Went on extremely pleased and joyful, priding himself and glorying in the victory he had got over so valiant a knight as the Knight of the Mirrors, and relying on his parole of honor, which he could not violate, without forfeiting his title to chivalry, that he would return to give him an account of his reception, by which means he expected to hear whether his mistress continued under the bonds of enchantment. But Don Quixote dreamed of one thing, and the Knight of the Mirrors thought of another. His only care for the present was how to get cured of his bruises.

Here the history relates, that when the bachelor Carrasco advised Don Quixote to proceed in his former profession of knight-errantry; it was the result of a conference which he had with the curate and the barber, about the best means to prevail with Don Quixote to stay quietly at home, and desist from rambling after his unlucky adventures. For Carrasco thought, and so did the rest, that it was in vain to pretend to hinder him from going abroad again, and therefore the best way would be to let him go, and that he should meet him by the way, equipped like a knight-errant, and should take an opportunity to fight and overcome him, which he might easily do; first making an agreement with

him, that the vanquished should submit to the vic tor's discretion; so that after the bachelor had vanquished him, he should command him to return to his house and village, and not offer to depart thence in two years, without permission; which it was not doubted but Don Quixote would religiously observe, 'for fear of infringing the laws of chivalry; and in this time they hoped he might be weaned of his frantic imaginations, or they might find some means to cure him of his madness. Carrasco undertook this task, and Thomas Cecial, a brisk, pleasant fellow, Sancho's neighbor and gossip, proffered to be his squire. Samson equipped himself, as you have heard, and Thomas Cecial fitted a huge pasteboard nose to his own, that his gossip Sancho might not know him when they met. Then they followed Don Quixote so close, that they had like to have overtaken him in the midst of his adventure with the Chariot of Death; and at last, they found him in the wood, that happened to be the scene of their encounter, which might have proved more fatal to the bachelor, and had spoiled him for ever from taking another degree, had not Don Quixote been so obstinate, in not believing him to be the same

man.

And now Thomas Cecial, seeing the ill success of their journey, "By my troth," said he, “Master Carrasco, we have been served well enough. It is easy to begin a business, but a hard matter to go through. Don Quixote is mad, and we think ourselves wise: yet he is gone away sound, and laughing in his sleeve; and your worship is left here well banged, and in the dumps; now pray who is the

greatest madman, he that is so because he cannot help it, or he that is so for his pleasure?" "The difference is," answered the bachelor, "that he that cannot help being mad, will always be so; but he that only plays the fool for his fancy, may give over when he pleases." "Well then," quoth Cecial, “ I, who was pleased to play the fool in going a squireerranting with your worship, for the self-same reason will give it over now, and even make the best of my way home again." "Do as you will," replied Carrasco, "but it is a folly to think I ever will go home, till I have swingingly paid that unaccountable madman. It is not that he may recover his wits neither: no, it is pure revenge now, for the pain in my bones won't give me leave to have any manner of charity for him."

Thus they went on discoursing, till at last they got to a town, where, by good fortune, they met with a bone-setter, who gave the bruised bachelor some ease. Thomas Cecial left him, and went home, while the other staid to meditate revenge. In due time the history will speak of him again, but must not now forget to entertain you with Don Quixote's joy.

CHAPTER XVI.

WHAT HAPPENED TO DON QUIXOTE WITH A SOBER GENTLEMAN OF LA MANCHA.

DON QUIXOTE pursued his journey, full, as we said before, of joy and satisfaction; his late victory