—
DoN—=—
TS RAINING
PiTcHPorK SS”!
SANCHO
AND THE
DON
SHOW US THE
WAY To AN
NOU WAIT WITH
OUR STEEDS WHILE
T SPEAK WITH HIM!
ONE MOMENT, DROLL
FELLOW—- WHERE 1S
THE NEAREST INN?
OUT OF HERE—
VAGABOND —DID ST
THROU NOT SEE “YON
FOOLISH ONE!
WOULDST THOU
BELITTLE ME?
MY FAT ONE !!
IT SHALL SLAY THY
BODY-GUARD AND THEN
ATTEND TO THEE, ;
HE'S CrAZY!
AND HE THINKS
THE SCARECROW
12 ALIVEY
ON THY WAY,
THOU BLUM IN
ARMOR!
WHILE BATTLING )
THE EAT ONE, I
WAS ATTACKED BY
HIS GREASY PALS!
You FROM
HEAVENS, PON,
HOW MANY RUSHED
- I CcouLD FEEL
. THEIR SWORDS
| STICKING IN
MEd