For Love and Glory.

Wairarapa Age, Volume XXIX, Issue 8172, 30 June 1906, Page 2

For Love and Glory.

CHAPTER XIX. Continued. He was li!«i the busy little bee that improves each passing hour only iu Arnuind's particular case it was ssuouns tftat counted moat. Not that RaditMTo sliowei any great has 1 e—he had only a certain number of sho s, nil told, and once these were exhaustod, there w«re not menus of securing a new supply in time to make hay while the sun shone, so that it was uecesasry he should bo solicitous about how and whore ho placed thorn, and exhibit more or less jealousy regarding their disposition.

All around was confusion. Indeed it had soma of the earmarks of a battle on a small scale—at least, rmand, wlo was no soldier, and had never smelled gunpowder savo on his sporting trips, calculated so. Events happened so quickly it was difficult to understand what material progress had been made. Ho was morally certain he bad waster) none of bis precious lead—■ that for every one of the three shots already fired there was a tumbling, gyrating figure doing penance for hiv sius, with a bullet lodged safely about his anatomy. Tbo only question was, how long rould it last? Would fcJieir valour hold out beyond the limit of his revolver? If so, he must either make a run for it or ei&e meet them in a melee, armed with a sties, or perhaps a knife snatched from 0 fallen enemy. Armaud was not reduced to the necessity of doing either, for an unexpected development occured. in the conditions by which he was surrounded that put an entirely now face on matters. There was a who op, a fluttering of garments, and tome one was among the footbrads, some one who beat tham right and left, and shuwored them with choicest invectives, and called them "nezuims,"which being interpreted "rats," the food of the Chinese, is deemed the lowest state a Japanese may reach. It was the redoubtable Kojimi Bingo, of a surety. 1 He had been deemed unpor.hy of attention by the marauders, and passed in contempt in their eagerness to catch up with the foreigner whose pookets were bursting with the coveted yen. Then the despised worm turned and reoded the proud band that failed to do honour.

Wnen Armand began to collcet his wits, and realize what a gay oomedy was on the baards, he saw that ifc was his duty toasßist Bingo, not only with encouraging words, but deeds as well. Then was their case won. Accordingly, he, too, sprang forward, with as lion-like a roar as his imag nation and vocal powers were capable of producing, and laid about him with a right good will, firing the remaining chambers of his weapon as the opportunity presented. ( lt was as successful as any cane rush in which Radcliffe took part at Old Harvard. The enemy were completely demoralized, that portion at least still m a condition to do anything as all; and as quickly as willing and panicy logs would permit, they made down tne road, showing even greater celerity in their departure than had been manifested in their charge. And Armand was conscious of a new sensation—he had been through his baptism of battle, and could take considerable credit for the result that had been so gloriously achieved. Really, he felt actually proud over two very insignificant bruises received somehow or other during his recent manoeuvre; he never could tell just how he came by them, bat they were, at least, the honourable badges of courage. Yes, Tessie had been wrong—he was not a coward the supreme test had come, and he had met the emergency eagerly. It was worth risking mtioh for, this intelligence, Someday she would know; some day she mußt repent of her hasty, thoughtless words in bitter tears. Then would come his hour, when, rising magnanimously to the occaisbn,he woujd say: "1 forgive and forget; come to my arms again, for I have never oeased to love you, Tessie darling." That was a glorious picture—how easily drawn suob , are, and yet how difficult of realization. But, surely, even the moment of victory was not the time to indulge in suob dreams. They must b<* off, the enemy, though sadly demoralized for the nonce, might recover from their fright and advance again to the attßbk. might also be others in the road, for the prospect of fat looting had evidently qniet taken the fancy of a village that, under ordinary conditions, m ght have been clean and law-abiding* Armand, with the true instinats of a sportman, was already industriously engaged in dislodging, the jmpty shells from the chambers of bis iittle weapon, with the evident purpose of refilling them with loaded ones. Bingo was his name, and he certainly deserved a monument in memoryjof his employer on aboojaot of bis'.readioess to meet an emergency that might have floored some people. "We must proceed," he announced. :: "But how? Our runners ha?e fled, and these fellovrs ar« wounded too severely to be impressed into tb« sorvioe. Shall we, too, aft* our legs?" demanded the gentleman. "Enter "rikisha" • the runner ■will be ready." Bingo bad before now impressed Armand as a man of his word, who could be relied on. [so Radcliffe,

By St. George Rathfoorne. Author of "Dr. Jack» "The Witch from India," " Captain Tom," **Myfiheer Joe," " Dr. Jack's Wife," etc., etc.

ready to lean upon bira, jumped to his seat in the little vehicletie moved—he was being carried switfly fiom the sanguinary scene of the late engagement, and bending down, he discovered that the man who had taken upon himself the manipulation of the "rikisha in this oase of necessity was none other than the versatile Bingo himself —Bingo, who meant to prove himself equal to any situation, and ho could drag a vehicle as well as enjv.y sitting upou its lazy cushions. Of course, Radcliffe had no objections to offer. It meant much to be able to travel along over the ground in this fashion, no matter if the courier drew the vehicle. He applied himself strictly to the task of filling every chamber in his revolver, nut knowing whon it might come into play; well had it served him before, and he knew it could be depended on tu give a good account of itself. Right manfully did Binyi tag up and downhill, and mentally Armand arranged in his mind to trebble the pitance which he had promised the courier. Yokohama drew near; already coald they see the light in the sky, and when a spur of the hill had been rounded the gay city would be spread before their eyes. Armand allowed himself to one* more consider the reason of his being there, and lay a plan that might result in the discomfiture of bis enemies, should he be able to discover them in Yokohama. Thus they entered the great seaport. _ , It was hours atfer midnight, but like all other big cities, this Japantse metropolis does not know absolute rest at any hour of the whole twenty tour. Thej were stopped and questioned and detained quite a time because of the military rules governing suoh oases, but Armaud proved a clean bill of health, and made suoh an impression by mentioning a few persons high up in authority, that no one sought to detain him longer. Already he feared it might be too late. - He made direct for the water front. If the yaoht still lay in the hrbour he would board toft) with the proper authority, and endeavour to make the audacious commander deliver up those papers. Should the place she had once oooupied know her no longer—-well, he finished that sentence by about as eloquent a shrug as ever a French professor or tradesman gate, and which meant all one chose to apply, from A to Z. : The first of early dawn was showing in the east when Armand drew up on the docks, and oast his eyes eagerly upon the harbour, scanning each vessel in turn, until at length he discovered a moving steamer passing out to sea, which be knew to be the same yaoht he had once boarded to serve Tessie. They had, after all, given him the slip; but this was not the end—far from it. CHAPTER XX. IN NEW MANILA. Manila, the Qaeen Oifcy ■of the Eastern seas. Many surprises were in store for Armand Radoliffe when he landed at the quaint, old Philippine capital. When last his 6yea beheld this city, the Spaniards were in full control, and war with America but a growing possibility. What wonderful changes even three short years may make in the world-wide kaleidoscope—now sturdy, independent Yankee officers and soldiers sauntered along the famous Escolta, where once haughty Don Spaniars strutted, masters of the/ Pacific isles; electric cars were spinning through wide and narrow streets, as common as in an Amerioan town, and everywhere cleanliness, thrift, vigour. Manila had, indeed, aroused irom her sleep of the centuries, and gavi promise of speedily becoming the foremost city of the East.

The touoh of a wizard wand had worked this magic—the progressive spirit cf America had burst its native bonds, and gone forth on its mission of evangelizing the world. 'Armand surveyed the glorious spectacle as his steamer moved up the grand bay, and his whole being thrilled with patriotic pride as he saw in imagination, that spring morning, when the fleet of our heroic Dewey 'b'lrst upon the vision of the dumfounded defenders of Manila—when, like hounds that had slipped the leasb, those American war vessel flewa at their quarry —when for hours the air throbbed with the awful roar of modern cannon, and the smoke of battle hung like a pall over bay and oity, through which flashed burning shell and the expluding magazine—when, one by one, the Spanish vessels, after being desperately defended, were sunk or wrecked!, and the flag of the free waved la triumph where that of oppression had bo long ruled—all this he felt when glancing toward the shore where the ghastly wreoks had long lain. (To be continued.)