A BRUSH WITH THE CHINESE.--VIII.

Two hours later some of the Chinese re-entered the room and led the

captives outside, and the lads then saw what was the meaning of the

noise they had heard. A cage had been manufactured of strong bamboos.

It was about four and a half feet long, four feet wide, and less than

three feet high; above it were fastened two long bamboos. Two or three

of the bars of the cage had been left open.

"My goodness! they never intend to put us in there," Percy exclaimed.

"That they do," Jack said. "They are going to carry us the rest of the

way."

The cords which bound the prisoners' hands were now cut, and they were

motioned to crawl into the cage. This they did. The bars were then put

in their places and securely lashed. Four men went to the ends of the

poles and lifted the cage upon their shoulders. Two others took their

places beside it, and one man, apparently the leader of the party,

walked on ahead. The rest remained behind.

"I never quite realized what a fowl felt in a coop before," Jack said,

"but if its sensations are at all like mine they must be decidedly

unpleasant. It isn't high enough to sit upright in, it is nothing like

long enough to lie down, and as to getting out one might as well think

of flying. Do you know, Percy, I don't think they mean taking us to

Canton at all. I did not think of it before, but from the direction of

the sun I feel sure that we cannot have been going that way. What they

are up to I can't imagine."

In an hour they came to a large village. Here the cage was set down and

the villagers closed round. They were, however, kept a short distance

from the cage by the men in charge of it. Then a wooden platter was

placed on the ground, and persons throwing a few copper coins into this

were allowed to come near the cage.

"They are making a show of us!" Fothergill exclaimed. "That's what they

are up to; you see if it isn't. They are going to travel up country to

show the whites whom their valour has captured."

This was, indeed, the purpose of the pirates. At that time Europeans

seldom ventured beyond the limits assigned to them in the two or three

towns where they were permitted to trade, and few, indeed, of the

country people had ever obtained a sight of the white barbarians of

whose doings they had so frequently heard.

Consequently a small crowd soon gathered round the cage, eyeing the

captives with the same interest they would have felt as to unknown and

dangerous beasts. They laughed and joked, passed remarks upon them, and

even poked them with sticks. Fothergill, furious at this treatment,

caught one of the sticks, and wrenching it from the hands of the

Chinaman, tried to strike at him through the bars, a proceeding which

excited shouts of laughter from the bystanders.

"I think, Jack," Percy said, "it will be best to try and keep our

tempers and not to seem to mind what they do to us; then if they find

they can't get any fun out of us they will soon leave us alone."

"Of course, that's the best plan," Fothergill agreed, "but it's not so

easy to follow. That fellow very nearly poked out my eye with his stick,

and no one's going to stand that if he can help it."

It was some hours before the curiosity of the village was satisfied.

When all had paid who were likely to do so, the guards broke up their

circle, and leaving two of their number at the cage to see that no

actual harm was caused to their prisoners, the rest went off to a

refreshment house.

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