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
Just as the party was about to move off, one of the escort approached
Mr. Helping-to-decide, and, first humbly kow-towing, said something in a
tone of supplication. The functionary explained. The men would like the
horse; would he allow them to cut up the animal? Bob declared that he
had no objection whatever; whereupon Mr. Helping-to-decide told the men
that they might have the horse if they first skinned the tiger. A dozen
men at once set to work, and in half an hour the double operation was
performed; the dismembered horse was distributed among the escort, the
tiger’s skin was entrusted to the head coolie, and after this long delay
the party resumed their northward journey.
As they left the group of huts, no one noticed two Chinamen crouching in
a ruined cabin, within a few feet of Bob and Mr. Helping-to-decide.
They had seen and heard all that passed since the arrival of the
Koreans. When the party had finally departed, the Chinamen left their
place of concealment, struck through the trees in a north-westerly
direction, and presently reappearing on their little ponies, made off
towards the Ping-yang road.
Mr. Helping-to-decide rode by the side of the palanquin, the top of
which was lifted up, and showed himself anxious to keep up his guest’s
spirits by a never-ceasing flow of conversation, to which Bob listened
with a fearful joy. He explained that the Koreans were deeply interested
in the result of the war, for it appeared inevitable that the country
must come under the dominating influence either of Russia or of Japan.
They would rather have neither, but if it must be one or the other, they
preferred Japan to Russia. But there was one particular grudge they had
against Japan. It was due to Japanese influence that the Emperor of
Korea, some years before, had decreed the abolition of the topknot and
plunged the whole nation into despair.
"Dear me!" said Bob. "I should have thought it the other way about.
The cultivation of the topknot must give you a good deal of trouble."
"Ah! You are a barbarian—excuse me, a foreigner; you do not understand.
How should you? In your country what do they do to a man when he is
grown up and becomes married?"
"I don’t know that they do anything—except send in tax-papers, and that
sort of thing."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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