Kobo: A Story of the Russo-Japanese WarStrang, Herbert
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Kobo: A Story of the Russo-Japanese War
Strang, Herbert
Russo-Japanese War, 1904-1905 -- Juvenile fiction
Suddenly he sat bolt upright, uttering a low exclamation that caught the
ear of Ah-Sam, taking his turn of duty.
"I have it! I have it!" he cried. "Ah-Sam, wake the chief. There is a
long journey before you."
Sing-Cheng was soon roused from his snoring slumbers. Then Bob, his
nerves still quivering with excitement, told Ah-Sam what he must do.
With the chief he was to set off at once for the large village of which
they had heard. It lay probably about sixteen miles away over the
hills. They were to enter the village and explain that their master’s
mule-cart had broken down several miles away through the snapping of the
traces. They required ten yards of new rope. When they had bought this
they were to say, as by an after-thought, that, rope being very dear in
their village far to the north, they would like to purchase a larger
quantity to have a stock always in reserve, and to sell again to
neighbouring farmers. They were to ask for at least one hundred yards.
Further, they must procure more food, and return with their loads as
soon as possible.
The chief looked discontented when this errand was explained to him. He
had evidently expected some scheme for the instant conquest of the fort.
But Ah-Sam reminded him of his promise to do anything he was bidden, and
he assented with a shrug.
The moon was up.
"If you start at once," said Bob, "you will cover several miles before
the moon sets. When it is too dark to see your way, rest. On your
return, don’t come within five miles of the fort by daylight. Wait
until dusk, then hurry back to me with all speed. Ah-Sam, I trust to
you; be careful, be quick."
The men took the money he gave them, and with the customary low
obeisance marched away. At the same time Bob stole down to the
wedge-shaped cleft in the side of the ravine, and, keeping under cover,
spent some time in looking up and down it, and across to the fort. The
moon was disappearing when he returned and threw himself down again to
rest and think.
*CHAPTER XXIV*
*In the Enemy’s Gates*
A Long Rope—A Trial Trip—A Miss—As a Thief in the Night—Chang-Wo Takes
His Ease—Tantalus
The next day passed so slowly that it seemed as though it would never
end. Bob was full of all kinds of apprehension as to what had befallen
Ah-Sam and the chief. He wished he had accompanied them; then saw how
unwise it would have been so to do; his presence would only have been a
source of danger, and, except in an actual fight, he could be of no use.
He ate sparingly of the remaining food; till the men returned he could
not be sure of their being able to procure a fresh supply. If they
proved unsuccessful, all three would be on short commons indeed.
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