Chapter 14: Breaking Prison.

"He seems to be a pleasant fellow," Fergus said, "and disposed to

do his best to make us comfortable; so if we don't see any chance

of getting away, we shall be able to get through the winter very

fairly."

"You don't think there is any chance of escape, surely, major?"

"Pray, drop the major, Captain Stauffen, and let us call each other

by our names, while we are here. The discipline of the Prussian

army is admirable, and must, as a rule, be most stringently

maintained by all sorts of forms and observances; but here by our

three selves, confined in this casemate for no one can say how

long, it is ridiculous that we should be always stiff and

ceremonious. You are both some years older than I am. I have had

the good fortune to have better opportunities than you have had,

and have been promoted accordingly; but while here, let us try and

forget all about that, and make things as pleasant all round as

possible."

The two officers agreed, but not without grave doubts; for to them

it was quite a serious matter to relax, even in a prison, the

stringent rules that guided the relation of officers to each other

in the Prussian army.

"It is a strong place," Fergus went on, "but I don't know that it

is as difficult to break out of as the last place I was in."

"Have you been a prisoner before?" the two officers asked together,

for both belonged to a regiment that was not with Frederick at

Lobositz, and had indeed only recently come down from Berlin.

"Yes, I was taken at Lobositz and marched to Spielberg, and managed

to get away from there. It is a long story, and will do to pass

away the evening, when we have got the fire and can sit comfortably

and talk round it. My cell there was so high in the castle that,

with the wall and the rock below, there was a fall of a hundred and

fifty feet, at least; so that the difficulties of escape were a

good deal greater than they are here--or perhaps I should say

seemed to be a good deal greater, for I don't know that they were.

"There is the tramp of a sentry outside. I suppose he walks up and

down the whole length of the six casemates. I counted them as we

came in. We are at one end, which, of course, is an advantage."

"Why so?" one of the others asked with a puzzled expression of

face.

"Well, you see, the sentry only passes us once to every twice he

passes the casemate in the middle, and has his back to us twice as

long at a time."

"I should not have thought of that," Stauffen said. "Yes, I can see

that if we were escaping through this door, which seems to me

impossible, that it would be an advantage;" and he glanced at his

companion, as if to say that there was more in this fortunate young

officer than they had thought.

Among the officers who had served throughout with Frederick, the

manner in which Fergus had gained his promotion was well known. His

rescue of Count Eulenfurst and his family was the general subject

of talk at Dresden, and even putting aside the gallantry of the

action, it was considered that the army in general were indebted to

him, for having saved them from the disgrace that would have

attached to them had this murderous outrage been carried out

successfully. The manner in which he had saved half the Prussian

cavalry from destruction, by his charge through the Austrian

squadron, had similarly been talked over, in every regiment engaged

at Lobositz. Those who had been at Zorndorf were cognizant of the

fact that he had gained his majority by saving the king's life, as

this had been mentioned in the general orders of the day.

The regiment, however, to which the two officers belonged had come

down from Berlin but six months before; and had formed a part of

the command of Prince Maurice until Frederick had returned from

Zorndorf, and had, with a portion of the force of Prince Maurice,

marched out to compel Daun to abandon his impregnable position at

Stolpen. They had not particularly observed Fergus on their journey

south; and when, during the last two or three days of the march,

they had noticed him, they had regarded him as some fortunate young

fellow who had, by royal favour, received extraordinary promotion,

and had been pushed up over the heads of older men simply from

favouritism. Thus their manner towards him had been even more stiff

and ceremonious than usual.

"Do you think, then," Stauffen said, "that there is any chance of

our making our escape?"

"Oh, I have not had time to think about it, yet!" Fergus laughed.

"There is generally a way, if one can but find it out; but I have

no doubt that it will take a good deal of thinking before we hit

upon it, and if it does nothing else for us, it will be an

amusement through the long evenings to have to puzzle it out. There

is no hurry, for it is not likely that there will be any more

fighting before the army goes into winter quarters; and so that we

are there when the campaign opens in the spring, it will be soon

enough."

The door opened now. Two soldiers brought in a stove. It was placed

nearly in the centre of the room. The flue went up to the top of

the arch, and then turned at right angles, and passed out of the

casemate through a hole just over the window.

After lighting the stove, they brought in two bundles of rushes and

spread them over the floor; and then carried in a tray with dinner,

and placed it on the little table. There were three stools standing

by the side of the three barrack beds, each placed in a corner of

the room. These they carried to the table.

The others waited to see upon which side Fergus placed his. He put

it down on one side.

"Excuse me, major," Stauffen said, changing it--putting him facing

the fire, and placing his own on one side, while his companion was

opposite to him.

Then they stood, stiffly waiting, until Fergus, with a shrug of his

shoulders, took his place.

The dinner consisted of a thin soup, followed by the meat of which

it had been made, stewed up and served with a good gravy and two

sorts of vegetables. The bread was white and good. A bottle of

rough country wine was placed by the side of each.

"The commandant feeds us better here than I was fed at Spielberg,"

Fergus said cheerfully. "If I got broth there I did not get meat;

if I had meat I had no broth; and they only gave me half a bottle

of wine. The commandant evidently does as he says, and makes the

money he gets for our keep go far. Let us drink his health, and a

better employment to him. He evidently feels being kept here,

instead of being with the army in the field. In fact, he is just as

much a prisoner as we are, without even the satisfaction of being

able to talk over plans for escape.

"Ah! I see he has sent a box of cigars, too. I finished my last as

we rode here today, and was wondering when I should be able to get

some more in; also tobacco for my pipe. I hope you both smoke."

Stauffen and his companion, whose name was Ritzer, both did so.

"I am glad of that," Fergus said. "I think it is very cheery and

sociable when everyone smokes, but certainly when only two out of

three do, it looks somehow as if the one who does not is left out

in the cold. I never smoked until I came out here, two years and a

half ago; but there is no doubt that at the end of a day's hard

work, or when you have got to do a long ride in the dark, it is

very comforting."

His efforts to keep the conversation going were not very

successful. The two officers were evidently determined to maintain

the distinction of rank and, saying to himself that they would

probably soon get tired of it, he ceased to attempt to break down

the barrier they insisted upon keeping up. After dinner was over

they lighted their cigars, and then went out and mounted the steps

from the yard to the ramparts.

They were soon joined by the officers from the other casemates and,

separating into groups, strolled up and down, making remarks on the

country round and the town behind them. Fergus had at once left his

fellow prisoners and joined two or three others with whom he had

been previously acquainted, one being a captain of the 3rd Royal

Dragoons.

"You are with Stauffen and Ritzer, are you not, major?" the latter

said. "I have a brother in the same regiment, and so know them. How

do you get on with them?"

"At present they are rather stiff and distant, and insist upon

treating me as the senior officer; which is absurd when we are

prisoners, and they are both some fifteen years older than I am. I

detest that sort of thing. Of course in a great garrison town like

Berlin or Dresden the strict rules of discipline must be observed.

I think they are carried altogether too far, but as it is the

custom of the service there is nothing to be said about it; but

here, as we are all fellows in misfortune, it seems to me simply

ridiculous."

"It becomes a second nature after a time," the officer said. "The

two with me are both lieutenants, and I should feel a little

surprised if they did not pay me the usual respect."

"Yes, but then you are the older man, and would naturally take the

lead, in any case. To me, I can assure you, it is most disagreeable

to have men much older than myself insisting upon treating me as

their superior officer; especially as, their regiment having only

recently joined us, I suppose they set me down as some young

favourite or other, who has got his promotion over the heads of

deserving officers because he is related to someone in power."

"They ought to know that there is not much promotion to be gained

in that way in our army, major. The king is the last man who would

promote anyone for that cause. Why, Schwerin's son has served for

four years and is still a cornet in our regiment! No doubt the king

would be glad to promote him if he specially distinguished himself,

but as he has had no opportunity of doing so, he will probably work

his way up in the regiment as everyone else does."

Two or three more officers came up and joined the party, and

presently Captain Ronsfeldt strolled away and joined another group.

It was not long before he engaged Stauffen and Ritzer in

conversation.

"You have Major Drummond in with you, have you not?"

"Yes," Stauffen said shortly. "Who is the young fellow, do you know

him?"

"Yes, he first joined our regiment as junior cornet. It was less

than two years and a half ago. I was senior lieutenant at the time,

and now I am pretty well up on the list of captains, thanks to the

work we have done and the vacancies that death has made."

"And that boy has gone over your head, and is now walking about as

a major, with the order on his breast. It is enough to make one

sick of soldiering. Who is he related to?"

"He is related to Marshal Keith," Ronsfeldt said quietly.

"Ah! That explains it."

"I don't think you quite understand the case, Stauffen. Certainly

you don't, if you think that there has been any favouritism. I

don't think anyone ever heard of Frederick promoting a man out of

his turn, save for merit; and I suppose there is no one in the army

who has won his rank more worthily, and who is more generally

recognized as deserving it. I have never heard a single word raised

against the honours he has received.

"When he rides through the camp men nudge each other and say, 'That

young fellow in staff uniform is Major Drummond;' and there is not

a soldier but tries to put a little extra respect into his salute."

"Are you joking, Ronsfeldt?" Ritzer asked in astonishment.

"I was never less so, Ritzer;" and he then gave them an account of

the manner in which Fergus had obtained his promotion.

The two officers were silent when Ronsfeldt concluded.

"We have made fools of ourselves," Stauffen said at last, "and we

must apologize, Ritzer."

"Certainly we must," the other agreed heartily. "It seemed to us

that his trying to make us put aside the respect due to his rank

was a sort of affectation, and really impressed it more

disagreeably upon us. We took him for an upstart favourite; though

we might have known, had we thought of it, that the king never

promotes unduly. Who could possibly have believed that a young

fellow, not yet twenty, I should say, could have so distinguished

himself? It will be a lesson to us both not to judge by

appearances."

The day was cold and cheerless, and after an hour spent on the

rampart most of the party were glad to return to the casemates.

Fergus was one of the last to go back. To his disgust the two

officers rose and saluted formally, as he came in.

"We wish," Captain Stauffen said, "to express to you our deep

regret at the unworthy way in which we received your request, this

morning, to lay aside the distinction of rank while we are

prisoners here. We were both under an error. Our regiments having

only joined from Berlin a short time before the king marched with

us to Hochkirch, we were altogether ignorant of the manner in which

you had gained your rank, and had thought that it was the result of

favouritism. We now know your highly distinguished services, and

how worthily you have gained each step; and we both sincerely hope

that you will overlook our boorish conduct, and will endeavour to

forget the manner in which we received your kindly advances."

"Say no more about it, gentlemen," Fergus replied heartily. "I have

had luck, and availed myself of it, as assuredly you would have

done had the same opportunities occurred to you. I can quite

understand that it seemed to you monstrous that, at my age, I

should be your senior officer. I feel it myself. I am often

inclined to regret that I should thus have been unduly pushed up.

"However, let us say no more about it. I do hope that we shall be

as three good comrades together; and that, within this casemate at

any rate, there will be no question whatever of rank, and that you

will call me Drummond, as I shall call you both by your names.

"Now, let us shake hands over the bargain. Let us draw our stools

round the stove and have a comfortable talk.

"I have been speaking to Major Leiberkuhn about ordering things. He

tells me that the commandant says that one list must be made. On

this the orders of each of the casemates must be put down

separately. A sergeant will go out every day with it. Money must be

given to him to cover the full extent of the orders. He will return

the change, each day, when he hands in the articles required.

"I have ordered some tobacco, some better cigars than these, and

three bottles of good Hungarian wine. The sergeant is going in half

an hour, so we shall be able to enjoy our chat this evening. I

always take the precaution of carrying twenty golden Fredericks,

sewn up in the lining of my tunic. It comes in very useful, in case

of an emergency of this kind."

"I am afraid that neither of us has imitated your forethought,"

Ritzer said with a laugh. "I have only my last month's pay in my

pocket, and Stauffen is no better off."

"Ah, well! With thirty pounds among us, we shall do very well,"

Fergus said. "We must be careful because, if we do make our escape,

we shall want money to get disguises."

"You are not really in earnest, Drummond," Stauffen said, "in what

you say about escaping?"

"I am quite in earnest about getting away, if I see a chance;

though I admit that, at present, the matter seems a little

difficult."

"Perhaps if you will tell us about your escape from Spielberg, we

shall be able to get a hint from it."

They now drew up their seats round the stove, and Fergus told them

in detail the manner of his escape, omitting only the name of the

noblemen at Vienna who had assisted him.

"It was excellently done," Ritzer said warmly. "Your making off in

that Austrian uniform, at the only moment when such a thing could

be done, was certainly a masterly stroke."

"So was the taking of the post horses," Stauffen agreed, "and your

getting a disguise from the postmaster. I should like to have seen

the Austrian's look of surprise, when he got his uniform back

again.

"I am afraid that your adventures do not afford us any hint for

getting away from here. Even you will admit that three Austrian

uniforms could not be secured, and the tale by which you procured

the post horses would hardly hold good in the case of three."

"No, if we get away at all it must be done in an entirely different

manner. The place is not so difficult to get out of as Spielberg

was, for with patience we could certainly manage to cut off the

rivet heads of the bars. But I don't see, at present, how we could

cross this wide moat, with a sentry pacing up and down thirty feet

above us; nor climb up the brick wall on the other side, without

making a noise. That done, of course we could, on a dark night,

cross the glacis and swim the outer moat. All that accomplished,

the question of disguises will come in. Just at present it is not

very easy to see how that is to be managed.

"Can you swim?"

Both officers replied in the affirmative.

"Well, that is something gained. As to the rest, we need not bother

about it, at present. We are not uncomfortable where we are, and if

we get back in time for the next campaign, that is all that really

matters."

The others laughed at the confident tone in which he spoke, but

after hearing the details of the prior attempt, it seemed to them

that their companion was capable of accomplishing what almost

seemed to be impossibilities. They had, they knew, very slight

chance of being exchanged so long as the war lasted. A few general

officers, or others whose families possessed great influence, were

occasionally exchanged; but it was evidently the policy of Austria

to retain all prisoners. In the first place she desired to reduce

Frederick's fighting force, and in the second, the number of

Austrians taken had been very much larger than that of the

Prussians captured, and the support of some fifteen or twenty

thousand prisoners of war added to the drain on Frederick's

resources. Three campaigns had passed without materially altering

the position of the combatants, and as many more might elapse

before the war came to an end. Indeed, there was no saying how long

it might last, and the prospect was so unpleasant that the two

officers were inclined to run a very considerable risk in

attempting to obtain freedom.

A week later the snow began to fall heavily, and the moat froze.

"There is no getting across that without being seen, even on the

darkest night," Fergus said, as he walked up and down the rampart

with his two companions, "unless the sentry was sound asleep; and

in such weather as this, that is the last thing likely to happen.

Unless something altogether unexpected occurs, we shall have to

postpone action till spring comes.

"Now that we have bought some books we can pass the time away

comfortably. It was a happy thought of Major Leiberkuhn that each

of us should buy one book, so that altogether we have got some

forty between us; which, taking our reading quietly, will last us

for a couple of months. They mayn't be all equally interesting; but

as the sergeant bought them second-hand, at about half a franc a

volume, we can lay in another stock without hurting ourselves,

whenever we choose."

A few days later they bought several sets of draughts, chessmen,

and dominoes, and a dozen packs of cards. This had been arranged at

a general meeting, held in the major's casemate. Strict rules had

been laid down that there should be no playing for money. Several

of the prisoners had had only a few marks in their pockets when

captured.

They agreed to meet at three o'clock, in two of the casemates by

turn, as one would not hold the whole number. This made a great

break in their day. It would have been better if the meeting had

been held in the evening; but the regulation that, during the

winter months, they were locked up at five, prevented this being

adopted. So the cold weather passed not altogether unpleasantly.

The strict rule that every case in which the slightest difference

of opinion arose should, at once, be submitted to the adjudication

of Major Leiberkuhn and the senior officer of the casemate in which

it occurred, effectually prevented all disputes and quarrels over

the cards and other games; and their good fellowship remained,

therefore, unbroken.

In March the sun gained power, the snow and ice began to melt, and

Fergus again began to think how an escape could be effected.

"I can think of only one plan," he said to his two companions, one

evening. "It is clear that it is altogether hopeless to think of

getting out by the door but, as we agreed, it would be possible to

chip off the heads of the rivets, unbar the shutters, and let

ourselves down into the moat. If we were to make our way along at

the foot of the wall, the chance of our being seen by the sentry

above would be very slight; for of course we should choose a night

when the wind was blowing hard, and the water ruffled. In that case

any splash we might make would not be heard.

"Swimming along to the corner of this face of the fort, we would

turn and keep along until we reached the spot where the cut runs to

the river. Crossing the moat to that would be the most dangerous

part of the business, and we ought, if possible, to dive across.

There is a low wall there, and a cheval-de-frise on the top of it.

We should have to get out by the side of that, and then either swim

along the cut, or crawl along the edge of it till we get to the

river.

"Then we must crawl along under the shelter of its banks towards

the town, till we get to a boat hauled up, or swim to one moored a

little way out in the stream. Then we must row up the river for

some distance, and land."

"That all seems possible enough, Drummond," Captain Ritzer said;

"but what about our uniforms?"

"We must leave them behind, and swim in our underclothes. I should

say we should take a couple of suits with us. We could make them up

into bundles, and carry them on our heads while we swim. Of course,

if we take them we shall not be able to dive; but must swim across

the moat to the cut, and trust to the darkness for the sentries not

seeing us. Then, once on board a boat, we could take off our wet

things and put the dry ones on."

"But we can hardly wander about the country in shirts and drawers,

Drummond," Stauffen suggested.

"Certainly not. My idea is that, as soon as we are a mile or two

away, we should either board some boat where we see a light, and

overpower the boatmen and take their clothes, if they will not sell

them to us; or else land at some quiet house, and rig ourselves

out. There should be no great difficulty about that. Once rigged

out we must make south, for as soon as our escape is found out the

next morning, cavalry will scour the country in every direction on

this side of the river, and give notice of our escape at every town

and village.

"After lying up quiet for a time, we must journey at least fifty

miles west. We might make for Munich if we like; or strike the Isar

at Landshut, and then work up through Ratisbon, and then through

the Fichtel Mountains to Bayreuth, and so into Saxony; or from

Landshut we can cross the Bohmerwald Mountains into Bohemia; or, if

we like, from Munich we can keep west into Wuertemberg, up through

Hesse-Darmstadt and Cassel into Hanover; or, lastly, we can go on

to Mannheim and down the Rhine, and then come round by sea to

Hamburg."

The others laughed.

"It looks a tremendous business, anyhow, Drummond, and I should

never think of attempting it by myself," Ritzer said; "but if you

assure me that you think it will be possible, I am ready to try

it."

"I think that there is every chance of success, Ritzer. I really do

not see why it should fail. Of course there is risk in it, but once

fairly on the other side of the moat, and on the river bank, it

seems comparatively safe. We can see that there are always a lot of

boats moored in the stream, this side of the bridge; and by taking

a small boat, we might put off to one of them and get our change of

clothes, at once bind and gag the crew--there are not likely to be

above two or three of them--give them a piece of gold to pay for

the clothes, and then row straight up the river and land a mile or

two away. That would make it plain sailing.

"Of course we should push the boat off when we landed, and it would

float down past the town before daylight. The chances are that the

boatmen, finding that they are no losers by the affair, would make

no complaint to the authorities; but even if they did, we should be

far beyond their reach by that time. All we have got to do is to

choose a really dark night, with wind and rain.

"The first job to be done is to get the heads off these rivets. I

have examined them carefully. They are roughly done, and I don't

fancy that the iron is very hard; and our knives will, I think,

make a comparatively short job of it."

"We could not work at night," Ritzer said. "The sentry in front

would hear the noise."

"I think of sawing the heads off," Fergus said. "With the help of a

little oil, I fancy the steel will cut through the iron. Yesterday

I tapped the edge of my knife against the edge of the stone

parapet--it is good steel, but very brittle--and I managed to make

a pretty fair saw of it. Tomorrow I will do yours, if you like."

All carried clasp knives for cutting their food with, when serving

in the field. They had oil which they had bought for dressing

salads with, and Fergus at once attacked one of the rivets.

"It cuts," he said, after three or four minutes' work. "Of course

it will be a long job, but we ought to do it in a week. There are

three bars, and if we cut the rivets at one end of each, I have no

doubt we shall be able to turn the bars on the rivets at the other

end."

They relieved each other at short intervals, and worked the greater

part of the night. At the end of that time the head of one of the

rivets was cut almost through.

"We will leave it as it is now," Fergus said. "A quarter of an

hour's work will take it off. As it is, no one would notice what

has been done, unless he inspected it closely."

Greatly encouraged by this success, the others now entered warmly

into his plans. Using his knife instead of a stone, he was able the

next day to convert their knives into much better saws than his own

had been; and the other two rivets were cut in a much shorter time

than the first.

They waited another week and then the wind began to rise, and by

evening half a gale was blowing, and the rain falling heavily.

There was no moon, and the night would be admirably suited for

their purpose. Their supper was brought in at six o'clock. Knowing

that they would not be visited again until the morning, they at

once began work.

As soon as they had finished cutting one rivet they tried the bar,

and their united strength was quite sufficient to bend it far

enough to allow it being withdrawn from the rivet; then, throwing

their weight upon it, it turned upon the bolt at the other end,

until it hung perpendicularly. In another half hour the other two

bars were similarly removed, and the heavy shutters opened. They

were closed again, until their preparations were complete.

First they ate their supper, then sat and talked until nine. Then

they knotted their sheets together, and tied the underclothes into

bundles.

"The Austrian government will be no losers," Fergus laughed. "They

will get three Prussian uniforms, instead of six suits of prison

underclothing. Now, shall I go first, or will one of you?"

"We will go according to rank," Ritzer laughed.

"Very well. Now mind, gentlemen, whatever you do, take the water

quietly. I will wait until you are both down, then we will follow

each other closely, so that we can help one another if necessary. I

can hardly see the water from here; and the sentry, being twice as

far off from it as we are, will see it less. Besides, I think it

likely that they will be standing in their sentry boxes, in such a

rain as this; and I feel confident that we shall get across without

being seen. The river is high, and the opposite wall of the moat is

only a foot above the water, so we shall have no difficulty in

getting out on the other side.

"I have the money sewn in a small bag round my neck. We may as well

take our knives with us. They will help us to tackle the boatmen. I

think that is everything. Now, we will be off."

Fastening the sheet firmly to one of the bars, he swung himself

out, slid down the rope quietly and noiselessly, and entered the

water, which was so cold that it almost took his breath away. He

swam a stroke or two along the wall, and waited until joined by

both his comrades. Their casemate being the end one, they had but

some ten or twelve yards to swim to the angle of the wall.

Another fifty took them to a point facing the cut. Fergus had paced

it on the rampart above, and calculated that each stroke would take

them a yard. It was too dark to see more than the dim line of the

wall on the other side. He waited until the others joined him.

"Are you all right?" he asked, in a low voice.

"Yes, but this cold is frightful."

"We shall soon be out of it," he said. "Wait till I have gone a few

yards, and then follow, one after the other."

The surface of the moat was so ruffled by the wind that Fergus had

little fear of being seen, even if the sentry above was out and

watching; but he felt sure that he would be in his sentry box, and

so swam boldly across. He at once climbed onto the lower wall, and

helped his two companions out. They were completely numbed by the

cold.

"Come along," he said. "We are on the lower side of the cut. Crawl

for a short distance, then we can get up and run, which will be the

best thing for us."

In three minutes they were up on the river bank.

"Now we can change our clothes," he said. "The others will soon get

wet through, but they won't be as cold as these are."

The things were soon stripped off. Each gave himself a rub with one

of the dry shirts, and they were soon dressed in the double suits

and stockings.

"That is better," Fergus said cheerfully. "Now for a run along the

towing path."

A quarter of a mile's run and circulation was restored, and all

felt comparatively comfortable. They had, at the suggestion of

Fergus, wrung out the things they had taken off; and thrown them

over their shoulders, so as to afford some protection against the

rain. They now dropped into a slower pace and, after going for a

mile, they neared the spot where the craft were lying moored in the

river.

Several small boats were drawn up on the shore. One of these they

launched, put out the oars, and rowed quietly to a large barge,

fifty yards from the bank, on which a light was burning. Taking

pains to prevent the boat striking her side, they stepped on board,

fastened the head rope, and proceeded aft. A light was burning in

the cabin and, looking through a little round window in the door,

they saw three boatmen sitting there, smoking and playing cards.

They opened their knives, slid back the door, and stepped in.

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