A JAPANESE SPY.
BY LEO WESTMEATH CRANE.
It was a kvw-eaved place where cat
tle had once been stabled. Ho Tol and
yjC man and twenty-odd others now
plucking out from bis t>ed a strand
0f straw having a tasseled end. the
cunning Ho Toi began dragging it deli
cately over the face of the man be
side him, cautiously, ready at the
slightest alarm, to drop down in
r feigned sleep. With a sigh and a con
vulsive movement the man turnfd to
seek relief, twisting into a new pose,
gut ever followed the straw. Ho Toi
trembled; the man might do a thou
sand things other than that desired.
Ho Toi caught his breath—as with a j
little puffing of the lips the man mur
"Please—do not, O Hana!”
The words were Japanese! Japan
ese! Yet the man was dressed as a '
coolie, and was within the Russian \
"Better for him had he been born
dumb, ’ muttered Ho Tol, laughing a
moment later in cunning triumph. "So
—In five days at most will I be on
the road back to my country.”
At thin gray dawn Ho Toi and his
bedfellows were aroused. The coarse
oaths of a soldier startled them from
They were marched, a gaping, stum
bling company, to a place near the
THEY BENT TO LI FT THE TIMBER.
river bank, where each was served a
portion of rice; and when this food
had been devoured ravenously, the
day's work upon the bridge began.
The bridge was a part of that slen- ;
der thread which the Russian spider I
had swung from continent to conti
Ho Toi and his twenty-odd bedfel- ,
lows, though hut so many atoms In the j
millions to be ensnared, were for the
moment invaluable to those woo
wished communication quickly estab
When they were set to work, Ho Toi
sought out the man whose cry he ha i
i beard in the night. They bent to
lift the same piece of timber, and they
carried it. stepping from trestle to tres
. tie over the river.
When at a safe distance from the
watching soldier, Ho Toi began:
"Where Is your home, brother?”
“In the country about Pel Thang.”
• Ahaa—I knew you for a stranger.
The people there are so—so different
from the rest of us.”
"1 had not noticed—” replied the
other man slowly.
“They are so like the Japanese!
When Ho Toi said this he watched
the man keenly.
“I have not known those people,” he
“Is it so,” eagerly went on Ho Toi,
assuming great enthusiasm.
"When were you in that country, my
friend?” blandly asked the other.
"That is—I have heard as much,’
corrected Ho Toi, tn some haste. "I
have never been so far south as thl3
before. I am from the upper hills.
Several traders once came through my
country, and they told me many things.
The Japanese are indeed a mighty peo
ple. Think of their blowing up that
bridge when the sentries were at bo;h
ends of it. You should be proud—
There is something about your eyes—’
The growl of a soldier close oy
caused Ho Toi to close his little argu
ment so sharply that his teeth could
be heard to click together.
Nifeht and loneliness settled down
upon the river. Thirty tired men sat
about a fire.
Gossips, while not unknown In that
country, are generally found among
those who have foresworn the virtu
ous life. A few of these were apa:t
“In my mind there is a grave feel
ing concerning the bridge,” said Yeng
Soi. “It will soon be finished. Then
we will rest, my brothers.”
‘ There may he other bridges,” sage
ly remarked the man at Ho Toi's side.
“Then let us pray there may he
other fools,” rejoined Yeng Soi, groao
lng at the very thought. ”1 do not I
think I have worked so since I was a
child, and then 1 knew no better.”
. “Or it may chance that this same
bridge will need new mending,” sud
denly spat out Ho Toi, and joggling
the arm of the one next to him, he
called out as if jesting, "Eh, brother,
What do you think?”
"I do not understand—when a bridge
Is fixed, is It not fixed?”
“Pooh—” growled Ho Toi. “Have
Y°u not had the stomach ache twice?”
"That may he,” admitted the other.
“I doubt if he ever had two such
Pains as this bridge has suffered,"
put in Yeng Sol. “It would re
quire a new man to wreck the bridge,
•nd such men are scarce. The man
'Well, well, let us hear It again,”
I submitted one of the group, who had
more than once listened to Yeng Soi's
recital of this great happening.
Yeng So! grumbled a bit to himself.
But he could not resist the temptation
to talk, and began:
, It was night and raining. The
river came booming along, asking for
I corpses, the water snarling tip at the
I supports of the bridge, each wavelet
j like the clean white fang of a wolf.
A spy had crawled out among the
lower bridge timbers, carrying with
him a bundle of devil’s powder, but—
just before he fired it, a soldier saw
him by a wink of the lightning. There
was a shot. Then the most terrific
noises were born. The gods themselves
could not make greater thunder even
when drunk. Next morning the bridge
looked like a camel whose back has
been broken by a beam. The man who
caused it all was found tossed in the
fishing nets below the village.”
Ho Toi shuddered once during this
recital. The thought of a man cling
ing to fishing nets all night, only to
find death in the dawn, chilled him.
At that point the man he watched had
laughed. Ho Toi could not relish that
laugh. The mind of him was troubled.
The man knew him now for a meddle
Yet he knew the man for a spy! Bui
he must have proof—facts. For the
deliverance of one accursed spy would
the Russians grant him liberty, so
that he might journey to the upper
During the early hours of the third
morning—the changing of the guard,
when sentries are most drowsy—the
man sought to run the outpost. It was
during one of the sleepless vigils of
The air was bitterly cold. The man
slipped out at the shed door. Hoi Toi
eagerly followed the man.
He had gone toward the river. Ho
Toi saw him searching the bank for
something. After awhile he came upon
a boat. Ho Toi listened to the faint
dipping of the oars as the boat brushed
away into the dark.
“He will drift down upon the
bridge,” muttered Ho Toi, musing in
bis cunning way. “That boat was left
for him—it is all arranged. There are
soldiers at botli ends of the bridge—if
I te.il them they will earn the reward,
and I will go back to the sheds with
those dirty pigs. No—I must do some
A puffing noise caused him to cease
planning and glance about iu nervous
alarm. A line of empty cars was mov
ing over the railroad toward the
Ho Toi hurried after the moving
train. Nimbly he swung himself upon
one of the last cars and lay at full
length on its top. Soon a low rum
bling told him they had passed the
bridge's end and were crossing the
river. Waiting until some distance
from shore, he slipped down to the
beams of the trestle. There was noth
ing now to be seen but a few shadowy
timbers, beneath which an inky cur
rent surged with a low incessant sob
Ho Toi had begun to curse himself
for a frozen fool, when a faint swish
ing sound came to his ears. A long
shadow drifted swiftly out of the black
and snuggled in under the bridge. He
could hear the soft rubbing of a boat.
Like a fat toad lie plumped down in
the stern. The boat danced a trifle,
as if surprised, the water plashing be j
There was not a sound from tlie man j
in the bow. Each stared silently at i
the black shape of the other; each 1
waited for a vicious shot from the low
girdle of the bridge. It did not come.
A moment later they had slipped away
on the river marsh.
Ho Toi gathered himself together—
he saw the man's shape waver—and
with a low cursing they grappled in
the center of the swaying boat. The
man linng To Hoi backward and fell
upon him. The boat tipped and stag
gered as a drunken thing. Ho Toi’s
head went wholly under. He made a [
furious effort, choking—he drew up |
his legs—the boat writhed—struggled
free of them both—went dancing away.
A Russian officer who liked fish for
his breakfast sent his orderly with
the rivermen to their nets.
“Ah-haa! A man!” cried one of the
fishers, pointing to a bending pole.
They dragged into the boat an un
couth, half-drowned object. It was
seen that the man’s hand clutched an
other clammy burden caught in the
With some difficulty they released
the second mass from the man's im
bedded lingers. When brought to shore
and toasted back to living, ho was
asked of this.
"My brother—he could not—swim.
His head was heavy—I could not—
hold him up— ’ he gasped.
Twice during the inquiry he fainted
from exhaustion. At one time the sur
geon sincerely believed him to be
dead. And all the rest of the day he
lay huddled in a corner, weeping bit
terly for the brother lie had been un
able to save. After a long time this
became monotonous, and the soldiers,
ceasing their questions, kicked him
and his sorrow out into the cold.
Three nights later, according to the
story of Yeng Sol, who is a very holy
man, the gods again became drunk,
and after much bellowing, left the
bridge a second time as a camel whose
back has been broken by a beam.
The upper hills are yet waiting foi
Ho Toi. '
(Copyright, 1906, by J seph B. Bowlee.)
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