GERMANY'S NAPOLEON.
Hal raised his hands in token of surrender.
"There is no help for it," he said to his two friends in an undertone.
The German commander motioned the three to approach. They did so.
"You will each climb up behind one of my men," ordered the German
leader.
Hal and Chester did as ordered, but when Alexis approached one of the
German horsemen the latter eyed him dubiously.
"Man!" he exclaimed. "You can't ride with me. You would break this horse
in two."
The officer turned to the soldier.
"Give your horse to the prisoner," he commanded, "and you climb up
behind the man nearest you."
The soldier did as commanded, and a moment later Alexis also was in the
saddle. Then the little troop got under way again, headed for the German
lines.
There was no conversation as the little troop rode along, and at length
they were well inside the German trenches. Here, after some delay, the
three prisoners were conducted before General von Hindenburg, the Teuton
commander in the East, a man of kindly face and courteous bearing, the
man whose successes, brief though they were, earned him the name of "The
German Napoleon."
"How comes it," asked General von Hindenburg of Hal, "that you two
American lads are fighting with the Russians? How comes it that two lads
born and reared in a civilized country have espoused the cause of the
barbarians?"
"In the first place," answered Hal boldly, "I do not consider the
Russians barbarians. In the next place, we joined the Allies when the
Germans ravaged Belgium."
"Ravaged!" exclaimed the German commander with some heat.
"Exactly," said Hal. "We joined the Belgian army before Liege, and we
hold commissions in the Belgian army. We were also attached for a time
to the British forces under Sir John French. We bore communications from
Sir John French to Grand Duke Nicholas, that is how we happen to be
here."
"And how did you carry these dispatches, may I ask?" inquired General
von Hindenburg.
"By airship," replied Hal briefly.
"What!" cried the general. "You flew over Germany in an airship?"
"Well, only part of it," replied Hal with a grin; and seeing no harm, he
told the German commander of their adventures after being captured and
taken to Berlin.
"You are brave lads," said the general calmly, when Hal had finished. "I
would that Germany had more like you. But I fear your fighting days are
over."
"What will you do with us, General?" asked Chester, who up to this time
had remained silent, Hal usually acting as spokesman when there was
explaining to be done.
"You will be sent to Posen," replied the general, "where you will be
detained until after the war."
"But that may be for years, General," protested Hal, trying to draw the
general out.
In this he was successful.
"You are mistaken," replied General von Hindenburg calmly. "The war will
be over within the next six months. Germany will have conquered."
Hal did not reply, for he had no mind to antagonize the general; but he
had his own ideas as to the ultimate outcome of the war.
The general now summoned one of his staff, and turned the lads over to
the latter with this injunction:
"Have them sent to Posen. Instruct Commander Friech that they must be
well guarded, but treated with kindness."
He bowed gravely to both lads, who saluted and followed the other
officer from the German commander's quarters.
"You will remain in my quarters until to-night," said the officer to the
three friends, "and you probably will start on your journey about
midnight. There is a detachment leaving about that time."
He conducted the three and the dog to his tent, where their wounds were
dressed and a guard was stationed over them. Then they were left to
themselves.
Alexis, who up to this time had not spoken, at last opened his mouth.
"What's this all about?" he demanded. "I can't understand this
outlandish gibberish. What's it all about, anyhow?"
The conversation between the lads and the German officers had been in
English.
Chester broke into a laugh.
"Outlandish gibberish!" he exclaimed. "Why, Alexis, if you only knew how
your native tongue sounds, you wouldn't call anything gibberish. It's
fortunate you speak German."
"Well, perhaps so," Alexis agreed. "But what's it all about?"
"Simply," said Hal, "that we are to be taken to Posen, where we will be
held prisoners till after the war."
Alexis uttered a loud Russian imprecation.
"I was in hope," he said, "that when I went into East Prussia it would
be as part of an army too big for the Germans ever to drive out."
"It can't be helped now," said Chester briefly.
"It would have been helped if you had let me fight when I wanted to,"
said the big Cossack regretfully.
All day long the three were kept close inside the tent. Not once were
they permitted to step into the open. Night fell, and food was placed
before them. They were almost famished, so they ate heartily, sharing
their meal with Marquis. It was well along toward midnight when the
German officer once more entered the tent and informed them it was time
for them to leave.
They followed the officer into the open air, where a large body of men
were ready to move. Quickly they were led to horses, and were soon in
the saddle. Then, closely guarded, they were led away at a swift trot.
The German camp was some miles from the nearest railroad station, and it
took several hours to cover this distance. At last, however, they were
conducted aboard a train, where, under heavy guard, they continued their
journey.
It was well along toward the next evening when the train, after many
stops, finally pulled into Posen. With a number of other prisoners, the
three friends and Marquis, who had been allowed to accompany them, were
taken from the train and turned over to another squad of troops. In the
center of these they were led to a large and massive castle at one end
of the town. Here they were thrust into a dark though well-appointed
room, which, their guard informed them, was to be their prison.
"So this is where we are to spend the next few years, eh?" said Chester.
"The outlook is not very bright," replied Hal, "but we shall have to
make the best of a bad situation."
The three began a careful survey of their prison. There were two large
windows in the room, looking out into a little court. Through these a
dim light streamed. The windows were heavily barred. Hal and Chester
tested the bars. Alexis, however, after one look, sat down in deep
disgust. If his wounds bothered him any, he did not seem to mind them.
"No chance of escape here," said Hal, after shaking one of the heavy
iron bars.
"I should say not," agreed Chester, after making a test.
They turned from the windows just as a key grated in the lock of the
heavy door, and a man of huge stature, topping the giant frame of Alexis
by more than an inch, entered the room.
"Good evening," he said politely enough. "I have come to see if you
require anything. We have been instructed to treat you kindly."
"A little liberty is about all," said Hal, with a rueful smile.
"I am sorry," replied the newcomer, also smiling slightly, "but that is
the one thing I cannot grant you. I suppose you wonder who I am?"
The boys nodded.
"I," said the newcomer, striking himself a hard blow on the chest, "am
Freiderich von Bernstrum, brother of Heinrich von Bernstrum, commander
of this fortress, and I am kept cooped up here while there is fighting
to be done--me, Freiderich von Bernstrum, a real fighter!"
"Hm-m-m," muttered Hal to himself as he glanced keenly at Alexis. "Two
of a kind."
Alexis moved restlessly as the big German made this boast. It was plain
to both lads that, while he might like to brag himself, he did not
relish hearing another do so.
"Yes," continued von Bernstrum, "I would go to the front. But my
brother, he would stay here. You see," and the talkative German leaned
closer to the lads, "he has a fair captive in the tower above, and he
seeks to marry her."
"And who is she?" demanded Hal.
"I will mention no names," replied the German. "Enough that she is a
Russian countess."
Alexis jumped to his feet and advanced upon the big German.
"You have dared to lay a hand upon a Russian lady?" he demanded.
The German eyed him amusedly.
"And what of it?" he demanded. "However, you need have no fear. She
prefers me, and I shall take her away from him."
Alexis raised a threatening hand, but Hal stayed him.
"Quiet," he whispered. "Some good may come of this if you obey me."
Alexis subsided.
Hal approached Chester and whispered.
"Keep von Bernstrum in conversation while I have a word with Alexis."
Chester did as Hal ordered, and the latter whispered to the big Cossack:
"Do you think you can whip this man?" pointing to von Bernstrum.
Alexis' fingers twitched.
"Remember you are wounded, Alexis."
"Try me," he said simply.
"Keep quiet, then, and do as I tell you," said Hal.
He turned again to von Bernstrum.
"I can see," he said, "that the lady would be pleased to know a man like
you."
"Ah! you see it?" cried the German. "But Heinrich is so cunning. Now if
I had your help----"
"What would you have us do?" asked Hal.
The big German was silent for some minutes before replying.
"If I had your help," he said at length, "I would see that you all
regained your liberty. Will you help me?"
"What is it you would have us do?" asked Chester.
"I will not say until you have promised," said von Bernstrum.
"And we will not promise till you have told us," said Hal. "How do we
know that you are a man of your word, or that you are a fighter, such as
you would have us believe."
"What! Freiderich von Bernstrum not a fighter!" exclaimed the big German
in surprise.
"We have only your word for it," said Hal quietly.
Von Bernstrum paced up and down excitedly. He stopped suddenly.
"Let me bring swords!" he exclaimed, "and you shall see whether I can
fight!"
He made as if to leave the room.
"Not so fast!" exclaimed Hal. "The clash of steel would bring the whole
fortress down on us. But I shall try you out."
"How?" exclaimed the German eagerly.
"Alexis!" called Hal.
The big Cossack approached.
"Here," said Hal to the German, pointing to Alexis, "is a foeman worthy
of your steel. You shall try with him."
"Good!" exclaimed von Bernstrum. "With fists?"
"No," replied Hal, who was somewhat doubtful of Alexis' prowess in the
fistic art. "How about a wrestling match?"
"Good!" exclaimed von Bernstrum again. "But I assure you I am his
superior." He turned to Alexis. "Get ready, man!"