A PERILOUS ADVENTURE
As he went along Rex saw a Chinaman sitting down, weeping bitterly.
“Hillo!” he said, “what is the matter with you?”
The man stood up.
“I only got in at twilight this morning, sir,” he said. “I came in
by the north bridge. I managed to make my way there and lay down
underneath it. Just as it was getting light I made a run to come in.
Many shots were fired at me, but I was not hit.”
“Then what are you crying about?”
“I am crying, sir, for those I left behind me. There were twelve of us
altogether, and we had been lying hidden since the people first rose.
We were in a cellar. The house was burnt over us, but the cellars were
in the back–yard, and though the houses were destroyed, and we were
nearly smothered, we managed to live through it. A part of a wall fell
across the entrance, and that saved us. There was some food stored
in the cellar and we have lived upon it up to now, but it was nearly
all gone when I left. We have known nothing that was passing outside.
Yesterday we cleared away some of the bricks and I crawled out. We
could hear the firing going on continuously, and knew that the people
in the Legations must be fighting the Boxers, and it was agreed that
I should try to make my way here and ask them to send out a rescue
party. Now I find that the Legations are so surrounded, and attacked so
fiercely, that it is impossible for them to save my comrades. I have
been speaking to one of your chief officers, and he tells me that it is
quite impossible for them to do so, and all my friends must perish. I
have an old father and mother there, and a wife, and three sisters, and
the rest are all friends.”
“How far are they away?”
“More than a mile, sir.”
“I will think it over,” Rex said. “I am afraid nothing can be done, but
I will see. If you are here at seven oʼclock this evening I will tell
you.”
As usual Ah Lo was not far off, and Rex went to him and told him what
he had heard.
“It is bad,” Ah Lo said, “but what can be done, master? Many have been
massacred; it is but twelve more.”
“Yes, but we could do nothing for the others. Indeed, most of them were
massacred before we got in here. I mean to save these people if I can.”
“But how can it be done, master?”
“That is what I am thinking about, and I want you to think too, Ah Lo.”
“I am ready to die with you, master; and if you tell me to, I will try
to get out and do all I can for these people, if you will but remain
here.”
“No, Ah Lo, that I cannot hear of. You know we have done well together
before, and it must be easier to get people out of a cellar than it was
out of a governorʼs yamen.”
“It might not be so difficult to get them out, master; the question is
how to get them away.”
“I quite see that.”
“Of course they are Christians, and people can know Christians directly
by their dress and other things, though it is not so much by the dress
as by something in their manner. Everyone can tell a Christian.”
“Well I must say I donʼt see anything different between the people
working here and those we meet everywhere else. I will take your word
for it, however, and if there is anything different they must do their
best to change it. It seems to me that if we get them out we must hide
them in some empty house, near one of the gates if possible, so that it
will be handy for the wall. There are not likely to be guards on the
wall at the other side of the town, and we might at night get them up
there and lower them into the ditch; I believe at most places there is
no water in it. Then we must get them round this side and haul them up
that part of the wall we hold, and where we could, of course, make our
way out.”
“It doesnʼt seem to me that there is anything very difficult about
it,” said Ah Lo. “Of course we should put on Boxer clothes. The other
day we got hold of lots of the cord they wear. Several Boxers have
fallen near the north bridge, and lie there still; so we can take their
coats. We can carry swords and pistols, but no rifles. If we should be
discovered, the swords, of course, would be no good; we only want them
to make us look like Boxers. Well, I donʼt see why we shouldnʼt be able
to do it. Of course there is some risk in it, but if we could manage in
the way you say, it ought not to be very great. Of course we must take
with us the man who brought the news in, to show us the place, and we
may as well get a Boxer coat and sword for him too. In fact if we can
get half a dozen we will take them; the more we can dress as Boxers the
better.”
Rex went to his room and wrote some letters, which he gave to Sandwich
when they met at six oʼclock.
“Look here, Sandwich,” he said, “I want you to take care of these
letters. I have heard of a party who are shut up in a cellar in the
city. There are twelve of them, I believe, and they have exhausted
their provisions, and must come out if not relieved in the course of a
day or so. I mean to go out and try to bring them in here.”
“Eh? what? are you out of your mind, Bateman?”
“No, I donʼt think there is much risk in it. I shall get the Americans
to let me down over the part of the wall they hold, and of course I
myself and Ah Lo, who will go with me, will dress in Boxer clothes. I
shall go round the wall and get in again by one of the gates at the
other end. I donʼt suppose any guard will be posted there. At any rate
if there is a guard they wonʼt interfere with me. Then I shall go and
get these people out, and shall either let them down over the wall at
once, or hide them till to–morrow night in some empty house close to
it; all will depend on the time. It really seems a very simple thing.”
“It may seem a very simple thing, Bateman, but it strikes me as being
a mightily dangerous one. Still, if I spoke Chinese as you do, I would
volunteer to go with you.”
“It would be of no advantage, Sandwich. If we are detected it will make
no difference whether there are twelve of us or a hundred and twenty;
we should certainly be killed. It is simply a question of being found
out, and therefore the fewer of us there are the better. Of course
if only a solitary man detected us, we should cut him down without
any hesitation, but at that time of night it is not likely that there
will be anyone about to see us. They are so busy all day that I fancy
all who are not engaged in worrying us at night would be glad enough
to sleep. A good many dead Boxers are lying near the north gate, and
I was thinking of sending my man to get the clothes of some of them.
Now I think of it I remember that the Americans and Germans, when they
captured the wall yesterday, threw the bodies of the men that they had
killed over the parapet into the moat, so we can get the things when we
go out, without running any risk.
“I should not have said anything about this to you, only I have written
letters to my cousins and my father and mother, so that you can hand
the one to the girls in two or three days if I do not get back, and
send the other down to my father after you are relieved. I do it as
a measure of precaution, but I really do not think that there is any
great chance of my coming to grief. Of course if the worst comes to
the worst, and we are surprised, I shall bolt for it with Ah Lo. I am
ready to run some risk to get these poor people out, but I donʼt mean
to throw away my life, and, as I say, shall make a bolt for it if we
are found out. In those deserted streets, with no end of empty houses,
I fancy we could soon throw them off our scent, and should then be able
to find our way back again quietly to the foot of the walls.”
“Well, I hope you will do so, Bateman. I tell you fairly that I think
you are running a very foolish risk. Still, it is a noble thing to
attempt.”
“Oh, bosh!” said Rex, “it seems to me a very simple affair, and it is
certainly well worth running certain risks to save the lives of those
poor people.”
“When do you start?”
“As soon as it gets dark enough for us to move along near the wall
without being seen. I want to go as soon as I can, because I should
like to pass out through the gate of the China town before my doing so
would excite any attention. I donʼt think it is likely that they will
have guards there. If we find that there are, and I see that they are
watchful, I will hide up till the morning, when people are sure to go
out to cultivate the fields.”
Rex now found Ah Lo and told him that he need not go out to get the
Boxer clothes as there were plenty to be had in the moat outside the
wall.
“That will certainly be better, master.”
As it was getting dusk they started with the Chinaman who had brought
in the report, made their way through the Russian Legation into the
American, then climbed the wall. Rex was well known to the officer who
commanded the party there.
“Good–evening, Mr. Bateman!” the officer said, “have you any message
for us?”
“No, I am going out on my own account. This Chinaman with me is one of
a party who have been hidden in a cellar since the massacre. They knew
nothing of what had been going on, and he came to ask if a party would
go out to their assistance. That, of course, is impossible, but it
seems to me that there will be no difficulty in me and my man managing
it. We have got ropes for letting ourselves down from the wall here,
and at the other side of the town, where the fugitives are hidden. I
hope to arrive at the foot of the wall here not later than to–morrow
night.”
“It seems a very wild scheme, Bateman.”
“I donʼt think so. When we get down to the wall we are going to dress
up in the clothes of those Boxers you threw over after your recent
fight, and I shall take four or five extra suits for the use of the
fugitives. In that way we are likely to pass along without being
questioned. The streets will probably be nearly deserted by eleven or
twelve oʼclock, and if we have luck we shall be able to get them over
the wall without much loss of time. If there is no guard at the gate
of the China wall we may possibly be here before daylight to–morrow
morning.”
“Well, I wish you luck, but I canʼt help thinking that you are acting
very rashly.”
“You must remember that I and my man have already travelled some
hundred miles in disguise, and by this means have already got in here
twice, and out of Tientsin once. I really donʼt see that there is any
appreciable risk in the thing whatever. If it is after daylight when we
arrive here, you and your men will be able to keep the people in the
Chinese town from attacking us while we are coming up.”
“I think we can promise to do that,” the officer said; “we never see a
soul pass along this road.”
“Very well, we shall be here in an hourʼs time.”
Rex went to the storekeeper and obtained from him a length of rope
sufficient for climbing the wall, and then with Ah Lo and the Chinaman
he set out. It was dark when they got to the wall again, and they were
without delay lowered down one after the other by the American marines.
“We shall keep a sharp look–out for you towards morning,” the officer
said; “do you want to take this rope away with you?”
“No, I have another length with me.”
Their first step was to strip the garments from nine of the dead
Boxers. Three of these they put on, and the rest they fastened in a
bundle, which the Chinaman took. For a quarter of a mile they followed
the road by the moat, and then turned into the town. They saw but few
lights, and went without attracting any observation through the gate.
As Rex had expected, this was unguarded. They crossed the moat beyond
it, and then walked on quickly. An hourʼs brisk walking took them to
the gate in the Tartar wall. This was open and they passed through
unquestioned. Then they dived into a lane, and in a quarter of an hour
reached a space covered with ruins. Through these the Chinaman led the
way, and presently stopped by the side of a fallen wall.
“This is the place,” he said, and, advancing, he cleared away some
bricks, and suddenly disappeared into the bowels of the earth.
“It is I,” he said, “and a white officer and his servant have come out
to rescue you.”
An exclamation of thankfulness followed his words, and Rex descended
with Ah Lo at his heels. Striking a light, he saw seven men and five
women. The people gave a cry of terror as they saw the Boxer garments.
“Do not be afraid,” Rex said, “these are only disguises. We have
brought some more with us, which the men must put on.”
He struck match after match while this was being done.
“Now,” he said, “you women must make some little changes in your dress,
so as to resemble ordinary native women, and then we will sally out.”
Five minutes later they started. They had gone but fifty yards beyond
the burnt area when three men came from a house and accosted them.
“Who are you?” they said.
“We are your brethren,” Ah Lo answered.
“Give us the sign, that we may know you are Boxers,” one of the men
said.
“Give us the sign,” Ah Lo replied.
“We called for it first,” the man said.
“Very well, this is the only sign that you will get from us,” and Ah Lo
struck him a tremendous blow with his sword.
Rex cut down another, and the third took to his heels, shouting.
“This way,” the Chinaman said, running down a narrow alley. “We can get
out at the other end, where there is a net–work of lanes.”
They hurried at full speed down the lane, then turned again, and in
five minutes were a quarter of a mile from the scene of the fray.
“Now,” Rex said, “let us make for the wall. That man may have given the
alarm, and it will not be safe to try the gate.”
They kept on until the wall rose before them, then they followed it
till they came to steps leading to the top. When they reached the
summit, Ah Lo unwound a rope from his waist.
“Now,” he said to one of the men, “you go down first. If you find that
the water is too deep to wade across, stop where you are.”
One by one the men and women were lowered down by Ah Lo, and Rex was
the last to descend. Just as he reached the water, steps were heard
running along the wall.
“Keep quiet,” Rex said, “let them go by before we try to cross. They
wonʼt notice the rope in the dark.”
Some fifty men ran along the top of the wall, leaving one here and
there to watch. One was halted immediately above Rex and his companions.
“Now,” Rex asked in a whisper, “how many of you can swim?”
Three of the men said they could do so.
“Very well,” said Rex, “we must carry across those who cannot; the
women first. Swim as noiselessly as you can; that fellow above will
hear the least noise.”
The first party crossed without noise, but as the second lot were being
taken over one of the Chinamen made a splash. There was an immediate
shout from above, and a man leaning over the parapet fired a musket.
The swimmers and their burdens, however, reached the other side of the
moat without mishap.
[Illustration: THEY WERE LOWERED DOWN ONE AFTER THE OTHER.]
“It will be five minutes before they gather again here,” said Rex, “and
then they will have to get to the gate, which must take them nearly ten
minutes. Let us get well out into the country, and then make for the
China town. Let each man help a woman along.”
Fortunately all the women had, on becoming Christians, given up the
absurd practice of deforming their feet, and were now able to walk
with comparative freedom. Nevertheless, they would have made but slow
progress but for the assistance of the men. After a time they changed
their course, but, hearing a number of men running and shouting, they
took refuge in some high grain until they had passed. When their
pursuers were well out of sight and hearing, they continued till they
reached the gate in the Chinese wall. Here they waited for a quarter of
an hour, and then Ah Lo approached the gate.
“I see no guard has been placed here since we passed out, so we can
enter without fear.”
Passing through, they turned at once to the right, and kept without
interruption along the bank of the canal at the foot of the Tartar
wall. The women were, for the most part, drooping now. They had been on
short rations for many days, and were no doubt worn out by anxiety and
terror. Progress, therefore, became much slower and more difficult, but
luckily there was no further alarm, and before dawn they succeeded in
reaching that part of the wall held by the Americans.
“We are here, Captain,” Rex called. “We have got them all. Please let
down the rope and haul them up.”
“Bravo!” the officer said. “I hardly expected to see you again. We will
soon have them all up.”
Half a minute later the rope fell beside them, and one by one the women
were hoisted to the top of the wall. The men were next taken up, and
finally Ah Lo and Rex.
“So you got through safely,” the officer said, shaking Rex by the hand.
“Did you meet with any trouble?”
“We were only stopped by three Boxers, and as we could not give their
pass–word they tried to arrest us. My man cut down one, and I polished
off another, but the third bolted and gave the alarm. We had no
difficulty, however, in eluding them, and making our way to the wall.
The fellows came along above us, and, as we had to carry the women over
the moat, they heard us. But we got well away before they could come
out through the gate, and we hid up till they had passed us in the
dark. We had no difficulty in coming through the Chinese town.”
“Well, I congratulate you upon your exploit, which has been the means
of saving twelve of these poor beggars.”
“Now I shall be going on at once,” Rex said. “We are all drenched to
the skin, and though we have dried a bit on the way, I for one shall
be glad to get into fresh clothes. I will thank you to give me those I
left here before starting. I must put them on now, otherwise I should
never get through the Russian Legation.”
He rapidly changed his clothes, and then they went with his companions
down the steps from the wall, passed through the American Legation, and
entered that of the Russians. Here the sentry stopped Rex, and refused
to let him pass until an officer came out with a lantern and questioned
him. This officer, however, recognized Rex at once, and allowed him
and his party to proceed. Rex then went on through the houses that
separated the Legation from the British quarters. Here they were again
questioned by two marines, but having satisfied these men, they entered
the British Legation.
“Now you are safe,” Rex said to his friends. “You must lie down and
sleep here to–night. To–morrow I will see that you have clothes and
rations.”
The Chinese had scarcely spoken a word since they started, but now, as
with one accord, they fell on their knees and showered blessings and
thanks upon Rex for saving them from a terrible death.
“It is all right,” he said. “I am very pleased to have been the means
of saving you and myself. Thank God that I have been able to do so! I
had expected to meet with many difficulties, but everything has turned
out well. Now I must go, but I will see that you get an allowance of
food in the morning.”
Then he went over to his quarters. Sandwich and two or three of his
companions were still sitting up, and they gave a shout of satisfaction
as they saw Rex enter.
“I am heartily glad to see you back, Bateman,” one of them said. “You
found it, of course, impossible, and have had to give it up. I felt
sure that you would have to do so, and we waited up to see you.”
“What time is it now?” asked Rex.
“About one oʼclock.”
“Well, I am back sooner than I expected, and am happy to say that
I have succeeded without any difficulty. On the way back with the
refugees we had one encounter, and had to kill a couple of Boxers. The
rest was easy.”
“You donʼt say so, Bateman! Well, I congratulate you most heartily. You
have indeed done a good nightʼs work; tell us all about it.”
Rex gave them a short account of his adventure.
“I thought,” he said, “that there would be no great difficulty about
it, and I am sorry that it was not accomplished without bloodshed, but
we could not help ourselves in that respect. I am glad indeed that I
brought the poor creatures in. The women were desperately done up by
the time we got within the lines, which is not to be wondered at after
all they had gone through. Well, I will lie down now, for I have had
a very long day, and I must be up early to–morrow to see that these
people get rations, for I fancy they are pretty nearly starved.”
In a few minutes all were asleep. Rex was up before six oʼclock in the
morning, and at once ran down to the gentleman whose duty it was to see
to the provisioning of the native Christians.
“I want you to put down thirteen more names,” he said.
“How is that, Mr. Bateman?”
“One of a party came in yesterday afternoon, and told me that there
were twelve of them in hiding in a cellar near the burnt area, so I
went out with my man last night and brought them in.”
“You did, Mr. Bateman? You astonish me! And you did it without
opposition?”
“Without any opposition to speak of, sir. We had to kill a couple of
Boxers, and we were pursued hotly. After we got over the wall one of
the men made a splash in the water, and the sentry heard it. But, with
those two slight exceptions, everything went off well.”
“But how on earth did you get in here?”
“We got over the wall close by the Americans, and were hauled up by
them on our return.”
“Well, sir, you must at once report what you have done.”
“Oh, I would rather say nothing about it at all!” Rex said. “I shall
only be questioned about it, and have all sorts of bother.”
“Nevertheless it must be reported, Mr. Bateman. I shall have to account
for the issue of thirteen more rations than before, and shall have to
explain in my report that these are people who were brought in by you
during the night.”
“Well, I only hope that nobody will take the trouble to read your
report, sir. I hate being talked about, and as likely as not I should
be blown up for going out without orders.”
“Perhaps something will be said about that, Mr. Bateman, but certainly
you will get more praise than blame.”
Rex shrugged his shoulders.
“I would much rather get neither, sir. The affair was a very simple
and straightforward one, and there is no occasion that I can see for
anything to be said about it one way or another.”
Nevertheless, to his disgust, he saw, an hour later, a notice stuck
up among those in the tower, that Mr. Bateman, with his man, had gone
out and succeeded in bringing in thirteen native Christians from a
hiding–place among the ruins.