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You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org/license - - -Title: Yankee Boys in Japan - The Young Merchants of Yokohama - -Author: Henry Harrison Lewis - -Release Date: May 30, 2017 [EBook #54815] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK YANKEE BOYS IN JAPAN *** - - - - -Produced by David Edwards, Martin Pettit and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (Images -courtesy of the Digital Library@Villanova University -(http://digital.library.villanova.edu/)) - - - - - - -YANKEE BOYS IN JAPAN - -[Illustration: "With a shrill cry trembling upon his lips, Nattie felt -himself falling through space." (See page 107)] - - -YANKEE BOYS IN JAPAN - -OR - -THE YOUNG MERCHANTS OF YOKOHAMA - -BY - -HENRY HARRISON LEWIS - -AUTHOR OF - -"The Valley of Mystery," "Won at West Point," -"King of the Islands," etc. - -[Illustration: Logo] - -NEW YORK AND LONDON -STREET & SMITH. PUBLISHERS - - -Copyright, 1903 - -By STREET & SMITH - - -Yankee Boys in Japan - - - - -CONTENTS - -CHAPTER PAGE - I--Three Characters are Introduced 7 - - II--Nattie Arrives Opportunely 15 - - III--Grant is Mysterious 23 - - IV--The Attack of the Ronins 33 - - V--The Man with the Gladstone Bag 41 - - VI--Mr. Black Receives a Surprise 50 - - VII--Nattie Carries His Point 59 - - VIII--One Conspirator Defeated 68 - - IX--Disaster Threatens 77 - - X--Mori Shows His Generosity 85 - - XI--Nattie Makes a Discovery 92 - - XII--The Struggle in the "Go-down" 101 - - XIII--Willis Round Escapes 108 - - XIV--The Beginning of the Celebration 116 - - XV--The Wrestling Match 124 - - XVI--After the Victory 131 - - XVII--The Turning Up of a Bad Penny and its Results 138 - - XVIII--Evil Tidings 148 - - XIX--Bad News Confirmed 154 - - XX--The Man Beyond the Hedge 162 - - XXI--A Prisoner 170 - - XXII--The Pursuit 177 - - XXIII--Patrick Shows His Cleverness 184 - - XXIV--Grant Beards the Lion 192 - - XXV--A Plan, and its Failure 200 - - XXVI--Grant Attempts to Escape 207 - - XXVII--In Front of the Old Castle 215 - -XXVIII--Sumo's Army 223 - - XXIX--A Mysterious Disappearance 230 - - XXX--The Tragedy in the Tunnel 239 - - XXXI--Ralph Secures Reinforcements 245 - - XXXII--The Flashing of the Swords 252 - -XXXIII--"Grant! Brother, is it You?" 258 - - XXXIV--The Mysterious Forces of Nature 264 - - XXXV--Retribution! 270 - - XXXVI--Conclusion 276 - - - - -YANKEE BOYS IN JAPAN. - - - - -CHAPTER I. - -THREE CHARACTERS ARE INTRODUCED. - - -It was early in the afternoon of a July day. A warm sun beaming down -with almost tropical fervency glinted through the open windows of an -office in the foreign settlement of Yokohama, Japan. The room, a large -one, furnished with desks and chairs, and the various equipments of such -an apartment, contained a solitary occupant. - -He--it was a youth of not more than nineteen years of age--was leaning -back in an easy, revolving chair, with his hands resting upon an account -book laid open on a light bamboo desk. His face, as seen in the glare of -the light, was peculiar. The expression was that termed old-fashioned by -some. He had queer, puckered eyes, and many wrinkles here and there, but -the chin was firm and resolute, and the forehead lofty--marks of -intelligence and great shrewdness. - -There was something in the pose of the body, however, that did not -denote either gracefulness or symmetry. Presently he arose from his -chair and moved with a halting gait toward window opening into an outer -court. Then it became evident that he was a cripple. - -One leg, the right, was shorter than its mate. There was also a droop in -the shoulders that betokened a lack of physical strength, or many years -of ill health. Notwithstanding this misfortune, the youth had a cheerful -nature. As he glanced out into the court, with its huge-leafed palms, -shady maples, and the ever-present bamboos, he whistled softly to -himself. - -Presently the faint tinkling notes of a _samisen_--a native -square-shaped banjo--came to his ears from a neighboring building. Then -the rat-tat of the hourglass-shaped drum called _tsuzumi_ joined in, and -the air was filled with a weird melody. - -With something like a sigh, the young man turned back to his work. -Bending over the book, he added up interminable columns of figures, -jotting down the results upon a pad at his elbow. - -A stranger entering from the teeming street would have noted something -amiss in this office. He would have seen that the half-dozen desks, with -the exception of that being used by the solitary occupant, were thickly -covered with dust. - -A delicate tracery of cobwebs held in its bondage the majority of the -chairs. There were others festooning the row of books and pasteboard -files upon a number of shelves lining the walls. Over in one corner was -an open fireplace, looking grim and rusted, and above a lacquered side -table swung a parrot cage, desolate and empty. It was a scene of disuse, -and it had its meaning. - -It was the counting-room of John Manning, "Importer and Trader," as a -tarnished gilt sign over the outer door informed the passerby. But the -master of it, and of the huge warehouse back on the bay, had gone to his -last rest many months before. - -He had been the sole owner of the business--which rumor said had fallen -into decay--and when he went to join his helpmate, he left two sons to -fight the battle of life. One, Grant Manning, we now see hard at work in -the old office. The other, Nathaniel Manning, or "Nattie," as he was -familiarly called by his associates, was at that moment on his way to -the office to join his brother. - -Just fifteen years had John Manning conducted business as an importer -and trader in the foreign quarter of Yokohama. At first his firm had -prospered, but the coming of new people, and severe competition had -finally almost forced the American to the wall. - -He died leaving his affairs in a muddle, and now Grant, after months of -delay and litigation, was puzzling his brain over the carelessly kept -books and accounts. Five years previous Nattie had been sent home to New -England to school. He was on the point of entering Harvard when the word -came that his father had suddenly passed away. - -In the letter Grant had added that but little remained of their father's -money, and that his presence was also needed to help settle the -accounts. For several months after Nattie's arrival in Japan nothing -could be done. At last the elder brother had cleared up matters -sufficiently for the boys to see where they stood. - -On the day on which this story opens Grant had arranged an appointment -with his brother, and was now awaiting his coming with the patience -characteristic of him. - -The task he had taken upon himself was not the lightest in the world. -The books were in almost hopeless confusion, but by dint of hard -application Grant had finally made out a trial balance sheet. As he was -adding the finishing touches to this, he suddenly heard the sounds of an -animated controversy in the street. - -An exclamation uttered in a familiar voice caused him to hastily leave -his desk and open the door leading outside. As he did so a couple of -_jinrikishas_--two-wheeled carriages pulled by coolies--came into sudden -collision directly in front of the office. Each vehicle was occupied by -a fashionably dressed lad. - -They were gesticulating angrily, and seemed on the point of coming to -blows. The _kurumayas_, or _jinrikisha_ men, were also bent on -hostilities, and the extraordinary scene was attracting a dense crowd of -blue-costumed natives. Rushing bareheaded into the street, Grant grasped -one of the lads by the arm, and exclaimed: - -"What under the sun does this mean, Nattie? What is the cause of this -disgraceful row?" - -"It's that cad, Ralph Black," was the wrathful reply. "He made his -_kurumaya_ run the _'rikisha_ in front of mine on purpose to provoke a -quarrel. He will have enough of it if he don't look out." - -"Not from you, Nattie Manning!" insolently called out the youth in the -other vehicle. "You are very high and mighty for a pauper." - -Nattie gave a leap from his carriage with the evident intention of -wreaking summary vengeance upon his insulter, but he was restrained by -Grant. - -Ralph Black, a stocky-built youth of eighteen, with an unhealthy -complexion, probably thought that discretion was the better part of -valor as he hastily bade his _kurumaya_ carry him from the spot. - -The brothers gave a final glance after the disappearing _jinrikisha_, -and then entered the office, leaving the crowd of straw-sandaled natives -to disperse before the efforts of a tardy policeman. - -"Nattie, when will you ever learn to avoid these disgraceful rows?" -remarked Grant, seating himself at his desk. "Since your return from the -States you have quarreled with Ralph Black four or five times." - -"I acknowledge it, brother, but, really, I can't help it," replied -Nattie, throwing himself into a chair. "The confounded cad forces -himself upon me whenever he can. He is insolent and overbearing, and I -won't stand it. You know I never liked Ralph. Before I left for the -States we were always rowing. He is a mean, contemptible sneak, and if -there is anything on earth I hate it is that." - -The lad's face flushed with passion, and as he spoke he struck the arm -of the chair with his clinched fist. In both appearance and actions, the -brothers were totally different. Stalwart for his age, clean-limbed, a -handsome face, crowned by dark, clustering hair, Nattie would have -attracted admiration anywhere. - -As stated before, Grant was a cripple, deformed and possessed of a -quaint, old-fashioned countenance, but readers of human nature would -have lingered longer over the breadth of his brow, and the kindly, -resolute chin. Nattie would have delighted athletes, but his elder -brother--a truce to descriptions, let their characters speak for -themselves as the story progresses. - -Grant smiled reprovingly. He had a great liking for Nattie, but he -regretted his impulsiveness. None knew better than he that the lad was -all right in his heart, but he needed a rudder to his ship of life. - -"I suppose it is hard to bear sometimes," he acknowledged. "It is a pity -that you are compelled to antagonize the fellow just when we are placed -in such a predicament. I have gone over the books from end to end, but I -declare I can't find any further references to the payment of the debt." - -"We are sure father settled it, anyway." - -"But we can't prove it, more's the pity. The last entry in father's -personal account book is this: 'Paid this date the sum of five thousand, -six hundred dollars ($5,600.00) to----' it ends there." Grant's voice -lowered as he added: "At that moment he fell from his chair, you know, -and died before help could come." - -Both were silent for a while, then Nattie reached for the book in -question, and glanced over it. Finally he said, with decision: - -"That entry certainly means that father paid back Mr. Black the debt of -five thousand dollars, with six per cent. interest for two years, on the -day of his death." - -"There isn't the slightest doubt of it in my mind. I cannot find the -faintest trace of any similar debt in the books. But Mr. Black swears -the amount was not paid, and he threatens to sue the estate." - -"Nice work for a reputable English exporting merchant. But I don't put -it above him. The sire of such a son as Ralph Black would do almost -anything, in my opinion." - - - - -CHAPTER II. - -NATTIE ARRIVES OPPORTUNELY. - - -"I am afraid he will push us to the wall if he can," replied Grant, -taking up the balance sheet. "If Mr. Black compels us to pay, or rather -repay the debt, it will leave us penniless. This little trouble with -Ralph will probably cause him to take immediate action. Ralph has great -influence over his father, you know." - -"How does the estate stand?" asked Nattie, flecking a speck of dust from -his carefully creased trousers. - -"Badly enough. Briefly speaking, our liabilities, not counting the Black -debt, are seventy-three thousand, eight hundred and ten dollars and -forty-three cents, and the available assets, including everything--this -building, the warehouse, and our home on the heights--are exactly eighty -thousand dollars." - -"Then we would have over six thousand dollars to the good if we could -prove that father had really paid the English importing merchant?" - -"Yes, in round numbers. Six thousand one hundred and eighty-nine dollars -and fifty-seven cents. But there is no use in beating around the bush, -Nattie. We must face the issue squarely. We can't prove it, and we are -ruined." - -The younger brother sprang to his feet and paced restlessly up and down -the office. There was a gleam in his eyes that boded ill for certain -persons if they should ever be placed in his power. Halting abruptly in -front of Grant, he said, passionately: - -"It's a confounded shame that we should lose everything. Father was -fifteen years building up this trade, and now it must all go because of -that villain's treachery. You have gone over the books and know how the -business stands. If we had money could we continue the business with any -success?" - -"Well, I should say so," replied Grant, earnestly. "We have been agents -and correspondents of the best American houses. Why, when the business -stopped, father had orders for almost one hundred thousand dollars' -worth of petroleum, flour, calico, sugar and machinery. Then there are -the exports. The firm of Broadhead & Company, of Philadelphia, wanted a -consignment of rice and silk." - -"You are well known to the government people also." - -"None better. I can say without boasting that I stand higher with them -than any other foreigner in business here. There is Yoshisada Udono, the -secretary to the Minister of War; and the sub-admiral of the navy, -Tanaka Tamotsu. I have some influence with both, and in case of -supplies I think I can hold my own. But what is the use of talking. We -haven't the money, nor can we get it." - -Nattie walked over to the window leading into the court, and glanced -thoughtfully at the boxed walks, now overgrown with weeds. He plucked a -sprig of bamboo, and returned to the center of the room. There was a -smile upon his face. - -"I have a plan, brother, which may work and may not," he said. "It can -be tried." - -Grant leaned back and eyed him in silence. - -"You remember Mori Okuma?" continued Nattie. - -"Of course. I know him well. He returned to Japan with you. He has been -at Yale for several years. What about him?" - -"Coming over on the steamer I became very chummy with him. He is as nice -a Japanese youth as you can find in sight of the volcano of Fuji San, -which about includes the islands, you know. Well, his people are dead, -and he is the sole heir to over fifty thousand dollars in good hard -money." - -"And you propose?" - -"To ask him to go in with us," replied Nattie, quietly. "He told me he -wished to invest his wealth if possible. He thought of returning to the -States, but he can be talked out of that. What do you think of it?" - -Grant was visibly excited. He arose from his chair and paced back and -forth with queer little steps. He ran one white hand over his brow in a -way he had. His face lost some of its careworn expression, and he -finally became radiant with hope. - -"Nattie, if we can induce him to form a firm with us our fortunes are -made," he said, eagerly. "Twenty thousand dollars, not half of his -capital, will square up everything and place us in running order. Just -think of it! It will mean the defeat of many ill-wishers; it will save -father's name from the disgrace of a failure, and it'll keep the old -house going. When can you see him? How about bringing him here this -afternoon? I can show him the books in a jiffy." - -"I declare, brother, this is really the first time I ever saw you -excited," laughed Nattie. "Why, you positively look like another fellow. -Just bide here for a while, and I'll look Mori up. He'll be down to the -tea house near the bank, I suppose." - -He brushed his sleeves where dust from the desk had soiled them, -jauntily placed his cork sun-helmet upon his head, and sauntered from -the offices, leaving Grant still trotting up and down in unwonted -animation. The latter was alert and boyish. His face actually -beamed--it was wonderful how the hope had changed him. - -The mere thought that money might be secured and the house--his father's -firm in which he had loved to labor--would be saved from the disgrace of -bankruptcy was enough. The youth--he was nothing more in years--whistled -a merry air, and limped to the window leading into the street. - -Drawing the curtain aside, he glanced forth, then started back with an -exclamation of surprise. - -"Ah, they are at work early," he muttered. "I fancy the son's -malevolence has brought this call." - -A knock sounded at the door. Grant threw it open, and bowed politely to -a man and a youth standing upon the threshold. The former, an austere -Englishman, with dark side whiskers and a peculiar pallor of face, -entered first. He was followed by a stocky-built youth, clad in -fashionable garments. It was father and son, comprising the well-known -firm of importers and traders, Jesse Black & Company. - -Ralph gave Grant a malicious glance and seemed particularly pleased at -something. The elder Black marched majestically to a seat near the -center of the desk, and, after brushing the dust from it, settled -himself with a grunt. All this with not a word. - -The head of the firm glanced half contemptuously at the many evidences -of disuse surrounding him; then he drew from an inner pocket a bill with -several lines of writing upon it. This he handed to Grant. - -"I suppose you know why I am here?" he asked, in a harsh voice. - -"I believe I can guess," quietly replied the cripple. - -"That bill will tell you. This estate owes me five thousand, six hundred -dollars, not counting later interest. I need the money. Can you pay it -to-day?" - -"Mr. Black, you know I cannot. It is simply impossible. I am trying to -get affairs straightened up so that I can settle father's debts, but I -am not quite ready." - -"Make him pay or threaten to sue," muttered Ralph, in a voice intended -for his father's ears. - -Grant overheard the words, however. His eyes, generally so gentle, -flashed, and he turned sharply on the ill-favored youth. - -"I am conducting this conversation with Mr. Black," he said, sternly. "I -understand why this note has been presented to-day. It is your doings. -Simply because you had a quarrel with my brother, and he threatened to -chastise you, you retaliate by demanding this money. If the truth was -known, the entire debt was paid by my father on the day of his death." - -For a moment a silence death-like in its intensity followed this bold -speech. Father and son glared at Grant as if hardly believing their -ears. The elder merchant's pallor seemed to increase, and he furtively -moistened his lips with his tongue. - -Ralph's face paled, and then flushed until the cords stood out in his -forehead. Clinching his fists he strode over to where the cripple was -standing near the bamboo desk. - -"What's that you say?" he demanded, hoarsely. "Do you know what you -mean, you puny wretch? It is an accusation of fraud, that's what it is. -Retract those words, or I'll cram the lie down your throat." - -If Grant had faults, cowardice was not one of them. He thoroughly -realized that he would be no match in a tussle with Ralph Black, but -that fact did not daunt his spirit. - -"If you are coward enough to strike me, go ahead," he replied, calmly. -"I will retract nothing. I say that I fully believe my father paid your -debt on the day of his death. I know----" - -He was interrupted by Ralph. Wild with rage, the youth reached out and -grasped Grant with his left hand, then he raised the other, and was on -the point of aiming a blow at him when the front door suddenly flew -back. Two young men stood in the opening. - -There was an exclamation of amazement, which died away in a note of -wrath, then one of the newcomers darted forward, and in the twinkling of -an eye Master Ralph found himself lying under a tall desk considerably -confused and hurt, both bodily and in feelings. - -Then Nattie, for it was he, turned on Mr. Black, who tried to speak, but -only stammering words came from his lips. The merchant had watched the -affair with dilated eyes. He remained motionless until he saw his son -stricken down; then, with a cry, he snatched up a heavy ruler lying upon -the bamboo desk. - -As he raised it to strike at Nattie, the latter's companion, who had -hitherto remained in the doorway, ran forward and grasped his arm. There -was a brief struggle, in which both Nattie and the newcomer -participated, then the Blacks, father and son, found themselves forced -into the street. - -[Illustration: "As Black raised the heavy ruler to strike at Nattie the -latter's companion ran forward and grasped his arm." (See page 22)] - - - - -CHAPTER III. - -GRANT IS MYSTERIOUS. - - -The occupants of the office waited for a few moments to see if the -English merchant and his hopeful offspring cared to continue the -scrimmage, but no attempt was made to open the door. Nattie glanced -through the window, and saw them retreating up the street as fast as -they could walk. - -"Well, did you ever see the beat of that?" he finally exclaimed, turning -back to his companions. "What is the meaning of it all, brother?" - -Grant, who was still fuming with indignation, explained the affair in -detail. Presently he quieted down and concluded by saying, regretfully: - -"I am very sorry it occurred. To have such a row in this office is -simply disgraceful. It also means an immediate suit for that debt, and -any amount of trouble." - -"We'll see if it can't be prevented," replied Nattie, cheerfully. "This -is Mori Okuma, brother. You remember him." - -The lame youth turned with outstretched hand and a smile of welcome to -his brother's friend. The young Japanese, whose modest garb and quiet -manner proclaimed the high-class native, responded cordially to the -greeting. He appeared to be not more than eighteen years of age. He had -the kindly eyes and gentle expression of his race. - -"I am greatly obliged to you for your assistance," said Grant. "But I -must apologize for such a scene. It is unfortunate that you found this -generally respectable office the theatre for a brawl. Believe me, it was -entirely unsolicited on my part." - -"Oh, Mori don't mind that," broke in Nattie, with a laugh. "I'll wager a -_yen_ it reminded him of old times. He was center rush in the Yale -football team, you know." - -Mori smiled, and shook a warning finger at his friend. - -"I must confess that it did me good to see that old scoundrel thrown -into the street," he said, naïvely. "I know him well. My father had -dealings with him several years ago. And the son is a savage, too. He -intended to strike you, the coward." - -"I'll settle all scores with him one of these days," said Nattie, -grimly. Then he added, in a businesslike voice: "I have spoken to Mori -about the firm, brother. He thinks favorably of the idea, and is willing -to consult with us on the subject. Suppose you show him the books and -explain matters." - -"I will do that with the greatest pleasure," replied Grant, smilingly. -"I presume my brother has told you about how we stand, Mr. Okuma?" - -"Oh, bother formalities!" exclaimed Nattie, with characteristic -impatience. "Call him Mori. He is one of us." - -The young Japanese bowed courteously. - -"We are friends," he said, "and I hope we will soon be partners." - -The lame youth fervently echoed the wish. Calling attention to the -balance sheet he had recently drawn up, he explained the items in -detail, proving each statement by ample documents. Mori listened -intelligently, nodding his approval from time to time. - -Presently Nattie slipped out into the street, returning after a while -with a _musmee_, a native tea-house waitress. The girl, _petite_ and -graceful in her light-blue robe and voluminous _obi_, carried in her -hands a lacquered tray, upon which were three dainty cups and a pot of -tea. - -Sinking to her knees near the desk, the _musmee_ placed the tray on the -floor, and proceeded to serve the fragrant liquid. Work was stopped to -partake of the usual afternoon refreshments, and the boys chatted on -various subjects for five or ten minutes. - -Finally Nattie gave the _musmee_ a few _sen_ (Japanese cents) and -dismissed her. She performed several elaborate courtesies, and withdrew -as silently as she had come. The task of explaining the affairs of the -firm of John Manning was resumed. - -"Now you understand everything," said Grant, half an hour later. "You -can see that with fresh capital we should carry on quite an extensive -business. The Black debt, which I explained to you, has crippled us so -that we will have to fail if we can't secure money. We believe it was -paid, but unfortunately, there are no traces of the receipt." - -"I hardly think Mr. Black would hesitate to do anything for money," -replied Mori, thoughtfully. "Your esteemed father undoubtedly settled -the debt." - -"We have written contracts with the twelve American houses on this -list," continued Grant. "Then there is the chance of securing that order -from the government for the Maxim revolving cannon and the fifteen -million cartridges. We also have a standing order for lacquered ware -with four New York firms. In fact, we would have ample business for -eight months ahead." - -"There's money in it, Mori," chimed in Nattie. "I can't explain things -like Grant, but I believe we can carry the majority of trade in this -city and Tokio. What do you think of it?" - -"I am quite impressed," replied the Japanese youth, with a smile. "I -have no doubt that we can do an extensive business. You will pardon me -if I defer giving you an answer until to-morrow at this hour. As I -understand it, you wish me to invest twenty thousand _yen_ against your -experience and the orders on hand?" - -"And our contracts," quickly replied Grant. "They are strictly -first-class." - -"And the contracts," repeated Mori, bowing. "They are certainly -valuable. I think you can rely upon a favorable answer to-morrow. Until -then I will say _sayonara_." - -"_Sayonara_. We will be here at four o'clock to-morrow afternoon," said -Nattie and Grant, seeing their new friend to the door. - -"Now, I call that settled," exclaimed the former, tossing his helmet in -the air and adroitly catching it on the end of his cane. "I am certain -Mori will go in with us. He's a thoroughly good fellow, and can be -depended on." - -Grant was not so demonstrative, but the happy expression on his face -spoke volumes. He bustled about the office, restoring the books to the -safe, closed the various windows, and then announced, cheerily: - -"I think we deserve a little vacation, Nattie. Suppose we knock off now -and have an early dinner out at home. Then we can go to the theatre -to-night. Horikoshi Shu is going to play in the 'Forty-seven Ronins.'" - -His brother shrugged his shoulders as if the latter prospect was not -entirely to his taste. - -"I confess I can't see much in Japanese theatricals since my visit to -the States," he replied, "but we'll take it in. Dinner first, eh? Well, -come along." - -Leaving the office to the care of a watchman, they walked down the -street toward the custom house. Grant recognized and bowed to a score of -persons within the few blocks. It was evident that he was well known in -the foreign mercantile circles of Yokohama. - -"They will be surprised when they hear that we have resumed business," -remarked Nattie, with a grin. - -"It will be unpleasant news to some," replied his brother, dryly. "If we -have the success I anticipate I wouldn't be astonished if we found the -whole crew banded against us. Black & Company can influence the three -German houses and probably others." - -Nattie snapped his fingers in the air in defiance. They presently came -to a _jinrikisha_ stand, and selecting two vehicles promising comfort, -were soon whirling away homeward. The distance to the suburb on the -heights where the Mannings lived was fully three _ris_, or more than six -miles, but the _karumayas_ made little of the task. - -These men, the "cab horses" of Japan, clad in their short tunics, straw -sandals, and huge mushroom-shaped hats of the same material, possess -wonderful energy. They think nothing of a couple of miles at full speed, -and the apparently careless manner in which they tread their way -through mazes of crowded streets is awe-inspiring to the foreign -visitor. - -It was an old story to Grant and Nattie, however, and they leaned back -against the soft cushions in comfort. After passing the custom house the -_karumayas_ turned into the Japanese town. Here the scene changed -instantly. - -Here the broad roads dwindled to narrow lanes lined with quaint wooden -shops, apparently half paper-glazed windows. Broad banners bearing the -peculiar native characters fluttered in the breeze. Here and there could -be seen the efforts of an enterprising Japanese merchant to attract -trade by means of enormous signs done in comical English. - -The _'rikishas_ whirled past crowded _sake_, or wine shops, with -red-painted tubs full of queer liquor; past crockery stores with stock -displayed on the floors; past tea houses from which came the everlasting -strains of the _samisen_ and _koto_; on, on, at full speed until at last -a broad open way was gained which led to the heights. - -Espying a native newsboy trotting by with his tinkling bell attached to -his belt, Nattie called him, and purchased a copy of the English paper, -the Japan _Mail_. - -"I'll see what Brinkley has to say about the trade," he smiled. -"To-day's work has interested me in the prices of tea, and machinery, -and cotton goods, and all of that class of truck. Hello! raw silk has -gone up several cents. Rice is stationary, and tea is a trifle cheaper." - -"That's good," called out Grant from the other _'rikisha_. "I can see my -way to a good cargo for San Francisco if this deal with Mori comes to -pass. Any mention made of purchases?" - -"Black & Company are down for a full cargo of woollen and cotton goods, -and the Berlin Importing Company advertise a thousand barrels of flour -by next steamer." - -"We can beat them on prices. They have to buy through a middle man, and -we have a contract straight with Minneapolis. I'll see what----" - -"Jove! here's something that touches me more than musty contracts," -interrupted Nattie, eagerly scanning the paper. "The Committee on Sports -of the Strangers' Club intend to hold a grand celebration on the seventh -of July to celebrate the anniversary of Commodore Perry's arrival in the -Bay of Yeddo, and the first wedge in the opening of Japan to the -commerce of the foreign world. Subscriptions are asked." - -"We will give five hundred dollars," promptly replied Grant. "In a case -like this we must not be backward." - -"That's good policy. You hold up the honor of our house at that end, -and I'll see that we don't suffer in the field." - -"What do you mean?" - -"Why, there are to be athletic sports galore," chuckled Nattie, in high -glee. "A very novel programme is to be arranged. It will consist of -ancient Japanese games and modern European matches. There is to be a -grand wrestling contest among the foreign residents. That suits me clear -down to the ground. And the funny thing about it is that no one is to -know the name of his antagonist until he enters the ring." - -"That will certainly add to the interest." - -"I should say so. I am going to send my name in to the secretary -to-morrow. Let me see; this is the second of July. That means four days -for practice. I'll secure old Matsu Doi as a trainer. Whoop! there will -be loads of fun, and--what under the sun is the matter?" - -Grant had arisen in his _'rikisha_ and was staring back at a -shabby-appearing native house they had just passed. For the purpose of -taking a short cut to the road leading up the bluff the _karumayas_ had -turned into a squalid part of the native town. The streets were narrow -and winding, the buildings lining them mere shells of unpainted wood. - -"What is the matter?" repeated Nattie, stopping the carriage. - -Instead of replying, Grant tumbled from his _jinrikisha_ with surprising -agility, and stepped behind a screen in front of a rice shop. Then he -beckoned to his mystified brother, and with a peremptory gesture ordered -the _karumayas_ to continue on up the street. - - - - -CHAPTER IV. - -THE ATTACK OF THE RONINS. - - -"What on earth is the matter with you?" repeated Nattie, for the third -time. "What have you seen?" - -"Sh-h-h! there he is now," replied Grant, peeping out from behind the -screen. "I thought as much." - -The younger lad followed his brother's example, and peered forth. A few -rods down the crooked street was a small tea house which bore the worst -reputation of any in Yokohama. It was noted as being the resort for a -class of dissolute Samurai, or Ronins, as they are generally termed. - -These men, relics of the Ancient Order of Warriors, are scattered over -the country in cities and towns. Some have finally exchanged the sword -for the scales or plowshare, but there are others wedded to a life of -arrogant ease, who have refused to work. - -Too proud to beg, they are reduced to one recourse--thievery and -ruffianism. The strict police laws of Japan keep them in general -control, but many midnight robberies and assassinations are properly -laid to their door. - -On glancing from his place of concealment, Nattie saw three men, whose -dress and air of fierce brutality proclaimed them as Ronins, emerge from -the tea house. - -They were immediately followed by a stocky-built young man, clad in -English costume. It was Ralph Black. He cast a cautious glance up and -down the street, then set out at a rapid walk for the Bund, or foreign -settlement. - -Nattie gave a low whistle of surprise. - -"Well, I declare!" he exclaimed. "Is it possible he has fallen so low as -to frequent such a place?" - -"I hardly think so," replied Grant. - -"What was he doing in there, then?" - -"I will tell you. He is out of sight now. Come, we'll catch up with the -_'rikishas_. When we were passing that tea house I chanced to look -through the window. Imagine my surprise when I saw Ralph engaged in -close conversation with a villainous-looking Ronin. It struck me at once -that something was up, so I motioned you to follow me from the -carriages. What do you think of it?" - -"It is deuced queer." - -"Ralph Black is unscrupulous. He hates both of us, and in my opinion he -wouldn't stop at anything to avenge himself." - -"Then you think?" - -"That he is arranging to have us assaulted some night by those -villainous Ronins," replied Grant, gravely. - -Nattie halted, and, clinching his fists, glanced back as if minded to -return. - -"If I thought so I'd settle it now," he said, angrily. - -"Nonsense. What could you do in a row with three or four cutthroats? It -is only a supposition of mine. I would be sorry to believe that even -Ralph Black would conspire in such a cowardly manner. Still we should -keep an eye out during the next week or so, anyway. Here are the -_'rikishas_. Jump in, and we'll go home." - -The balance of the trip to the bluff was made without incident. By the -time the Manning residence was reached the incident had been displaced -by something of apparent greater importance. Nattie's mind was filled -with thoughts of the triumphs he intended to win in the wrestling match -on the seventh of July, and Grant was equally well occupied in the -impending resurrection of the importing firm. - -The home of the Mannings--that occupied by them in summer--was a typical -Japanese house. It was low and squat, consisted of one story only, and -the walls were of hard wood eked out with bamboo ornaments. The numerous -windows were glazed with oiled paper, and the roof was constructed of -tiles painted a dark red. The grounds surrounding the structure were -spacious, and in the rear stretched a garden abloom with richly-colored -native plants. Ancient trees, maple, weeping willow, and fir afforded -ample shade from the afternoon sun, and here and there were scattered -stone vases and Shinto images. A moderately-sized lake occupied the -center of the garden. - -Ranging along the front of the house was a raised balcony to which led a -short flight of steps. Ascending to this, the boys removed their shoes, -exchanging them for straw sandals. Passing through an open door, they -entered the front room of the dwelling. - -A servant clad in white garments immediately prostrated himself and -awaited the commands of his masters. Grant briefly ordered dinner served -at once. Other servants appeared, and by the shifting of a couple of -panels (Japanese walls are movable) the apartment was enlarged. - -The floor was of matting--delicate stuffed wicker an inch thick, and of -spotless hue--and the entire room was devoid of either chair or table. -To an American boy the preparations for dinner would have been -surprising, to say the least. But Grant and Nattie were thoroughly -conversant with native styles, and the only emotion they displayed was -eager anticipation. - -In lieu of tables were two little boxes about a foot square, the lids of -which were lifted and laid on the body of the box, with the inner -surface up. This was japanned red, and the sides of the box a soft -blue. Inside were stored rice bowl, vegetable dish, and chopstick case. - -At the announcement of the meal, Grant and his brother seated themselves -upon the floor and prepared to partake of the food set before them with -equally as much appetite as if the feast had been spread in American -fashion. - -Both boys had lived the most of their youthful lives in Japan, and they -had fallen into the quaint ways of the people with the adaptability of -the young. Mr. Manning had early taken unto himself the literal meaning -of the old saw, "When you are in Rome, do as the Romans do," and his -sons had dutifully followed his example. - -After dinner the boys sat for a while on the front balcony, and then -prepared for the theatre. _Jinrikishas_ were summoned, and a rapid -journey made to the home of native acting in Yokohama. - -The peculiarity of Japanese theatricals is that a play generally -commences in the morning, and lasts until late at night. For this reason -our heroes found the building comfortably filled with parties at that -moment eating their simple evening repast. - -The theatre was a large square structure, situated in the center of a -small park. The interior was decorated with innumerable paper lanterns, -and covering the walls were enormous, gaudily-painted banners setting -forth in Japanese characters the fame of the performers. - -The stage filled one entire side, and was equipped with a curtain -similar to those found in American theatres. There were no wings, -however, and no exit except through the auditorium. On the remaining -three sides were balconies, and near the ceiling was a familiar gallery -filled with the native small boys. - -The floor was barren of chairs, being divided into square pens, each -holding four people. The partitions were one foot in height, and -elevated gangways traversed the theatre at intervals, permitting of the -passage of the audience to their respective boxes. - -As usual in all Japanese structures, the spectators removed their shoes -at the entrance, being provided with sandals by the management for the -time being. The last act of the drama was commenced shortly after the -boys reached their inclosure, and it proceeded without intermission -until ten o'clock. - -Grant and Nattie left ten minutes before the end for the purpose of -avoiding the crowd. There were a number of people in front of the -building and innumerable _'rikishas_ with their attendant _karumayas_. -As the boys emerged from the door they were accosted by two men dressed -as coolies. Each exhibited a comfortable carriage, and their services -were accepted without question. - -"What shall it be, home?" asked Nattie, with a yawn. - -"Yes, we may as well return. There is nothing going on in town" replied -Grant. "I have a little writing to do, anyway." - -Stepping into his vehicle, he bade the man make good time to the bluff. -Both boys were preoccupied, and they paid little attention to the crowd -through which they passed. They also failed to see a signal given by one -of the supposed _karumayas_ to a group of three natives standing near -the corner of the theatre. - -The easy swinging motion of the _jinrikishas_ lulled their occupants to -rest, and both Grant and his brother were on the verge of dozing before -a dozen blocks had been covered. - -The night was dark, it being the hour before the appearance of a new -moon. Thick clouds also added to the obscurity, blotting out even the -feeble rays of the starry canopy. A feeling of rain was in the air. - -Down in the quarter where lay the foreign settlement a soft glow came -from the electric lights. The deep-toned note of a steamer's whistle -sounded from the bay. The bell of a modern clock tolled the half hour, -and before the echoing clangor had died away the two _'rikishas_ -carrying the boys came to a sudden stop. - -Nattie aroused himself with a start and glanced around half angrily at -being disturbed. Before he could utter a protest or ask the reason for -the halt both coolies unceremoniously disappeared into a neighboring -house. - -Grant had barely time to notice that they were in a narrow way devoid of -lanterns, when there came a rush of footsteps from behind, and three -dark figures made an attack upon the carriage. - -There was a vicious whiz of a heavy sound, and the right edge of -Nattie's _'rikisha_ body was neatly lopped off. The crashing of wood -brought the boys to a realization of their position. They knew at once -that they were being attacked by thugs. - -With an exclamation of excitement, Nattie leaped from his carriage. -Another spring, and he was close to Grant. Then, with incredible -quickness, the resolute lad produced a revolver from an inner pocket and -fired point-blank at the nearest Ronin. - -[Illustration: "With incredible quickness, Nattie produced a revolver -from an inner pocket and fired point-blank, at the nearest Ronin." -(See page 40)] - - - - -CHAPTER V. - -THE MAN WITH THE GLADSTONE BAG. - - -The extreme gloom and the excitement of the moment caused Nattie to aim -badly, and the bullet whizzed past the object for which it was intended, -striking the ground several paces away instead. The shot had one result, -however. - -It caused the assailants to hesitate. One even started to retreat, but -he was checked by a guttural word from the evident leader. The slight -delay was instantly taken advantage of by the boys. Still holding his -weapon in readiness for use, Nattie hurriedly wheeled both _'rikishas_ -between them and the Ronins. - -Thus a barricade was formed behind which Grant and Nattie sought refuge -without loss of time. As yet, not a word had been exchanged. In fact, -the events had occurred in much less time than it takes to describe -them. Now Grant took occasion to remark in tones of deep conviction: - -"This is Ralph Black's work, Nattie. It is the sequel to my discovery of -him in that low tea house this afternoon. He has bribed these cutthroats -to assault us." - -"No doubt. But we can't stop to probe the why and wherefore now. They -intend to attack us again. It's a good job I brought this gun with me -to-night. I have six shots left, and I'll put them to use if--look out! -they are coming!" - -While speaking, he noticed something stealthily advancing through the -darkness. He took rapid aim, but before he could pull the trigger he was -struck upon the shoulder by a stone which came from in front. The force -of the blow was sufficient to send him staggering against one of the -_'rikishas_. He dropped the revolver, but it was snatched up by Grant. - -The lame youth instantly used it, firing hastily through the wheel of -one of the carriages. A shrill cry of pain came from the shadows, then a -loud shout sounded at the lower end of the street. Twinkling lights -appeared, and then echoing footsteps indicated that relief was at hand. - -The thugs were not slow in realizing that retreat was advisable under -the circumstances. They gave the boys a parting volley of stones, then -all three disappeared into an adjacent house. - -"Are you injured, brother?" anxiously asked Grant, bending over Nattie. - -"No; a bruise, that's all. The police are coming at last, eh? They must -have heard the shots. What are you going to say about this affair? Will -you mention your suspicions?" - -"No; it would be useless. We have no proof that he set these men upon -us. We must bide our time and watch the scamp. Hush! they are here." - -A squad of Japanese police, carrying lanterns, dashed up at a run. Their -leader, a sub-lieutenant, wearing a uniform similar to that of a French -gendarme, flashed his light over the capsized _'rikishas_ and their late -occupants; then he asked the cause of the trouble in a respectful tone. - -"We have been waylaid and attacked by three Ronins bent on robbery," -replied Grant, in the native tongue. "We were on our way home from the -theatre and while passing through this street were set upon and almost -murdered." - -"Which way did the scoundrels go?" hastily queried the lieutenant. - -"Through that house. The _karumayas_ fled in that direction also." - -Leaving two of his men with the boys, the leader started in pursuit of -the fugitives. No time was wasted in knocking for admission. One of the -policemen placed his shoulder to the door and forced it back without -much effort. - -A moment later the sounds of crashing partitions and a glare of light -from within indicated that a strict search was being carried on. Grant -and Nattie waited a moment; then the latter said: - -"Suppose we go home. We might hang around here for hours. If they catch -the rascals they can call for us at the house." - -Grant favored the suggestion. He told one of the policemen to inform the -lieutenant of their address, then he and his brother secured a couple of -_'rikishas_ in an adjacent street, and were soon home once more. The -excitement of the night attack had driven sleep from them, so they -remained out upon the cool balcony and discussed the events of the day -until a late hour. - -After viewing the situation from all sides, it was finally decided that -a waiting policy should prevail. To boldly accuse Ralph Black of such a -nefarious plot without stronger proof was out of the question. - -"If any of the Ronins or the _karumayas_ are captured, they may be -induced to confess," said Grant. "In that case we can do something. -Otherwise, we will have to bide our time." - -Both boys arose early on the following morning and started for the -office immediately after breakfast. They called in at the main police -station on their way downtown and learned that nothing had been seen of -the Ronins or _jinrikisha_ men. - -The officer in charge promised to have the city scoured for the -wretches, and apologized profusely for the outrage. On reaching the -office, Grant called in several coolies and set them to work cleaning up -the interior. By noon the counting-room had lost its former appearance -of neglect. The desks and other furniture were dusted, the books put in -order, and everything arranged for immediate work. - -At the "tiffin," or midday lunch hour, the brothers dropped in at a -well-known restaurant on Main Street. As they entered the front door a -youth arose hastily from a table in the center and disappeared through a -side entrance. It was Ralph Black. - -"If that don't signify guilt, I'm a chicken," remarked Nattie, with a -grim smile. "He's a fool." - -"All he needs is rope enough," replied Grant, in the same tone, "and he -will save us the trouble of hanging him. I suppose he was ashamed or -afraid to face us after last night's treacherous work." - -On returning to the counting-room they found the young Japanese, Mori, -awaiting them. To say that he was cordially greeted is but half the -truth. There was an expression upon his face that promised success, and -Nattie wrung his hand until the genial native begged him to desist. - -"My answer is ready," he announced, producing a bundle of papers. "I -suppose you are anxious to know what it is?" - -"You don't need to tell us," chuckled Nattie, "I can read it in your -eyes. Shake, old boy! Success to the new firm!" - -"You have guessed aright," said Mori. "And I echo with all my heart what -you say. Success to the new firm of Manning Brothers & Okuma. If you -will come with me to your consul we will ratify the contract without -loss of time." - -Grant's eyes were moist as he shook hands with the young Japanese. - -"You are indeed a friend," he exclaimed, fervently. "You will lose -nothing by it, I assure you. If hard work and constant application to -duty will bring us success, I will guarantee that part of it." - -An hour later the newly-formed firm of importers and traders was an -acknowledged fact. In the presence of the American Consul as a witness, -Mori paid into the foreign bank the sum of twenty thousand dollars, and -Grant, as his late father's executor, turned over to the firm the -various contracts and the mortgages on the warehouse and office -building. - -"The very first thing we must see about is that debt of Black & -Company," announced the lame youth. "It won't do to have the new firm -sued. We will call at their office now and pay it under a written -protest." - -"Yes, and deposit their receipt in the bank," added Nattie, grimly. - -"Nothing was found of the first receipt?" asked Mori, as they left the -consulate. - -"Not a sign. I have searched through all the papers in the office, but -without result. There is some mystery about it. Father never was very -orderly in keeping documents, but it is hard to believe that he would -mislay a paper of that value." - -"Who was in the office when your father--er--when the sad end came?" - -"Three clerks under the charge of a bookkeeper named Willis Round. Mr. -Round was seated at a desk next to father's at the moment. I was in the -outer office." - -"Was your father lying upon the floor when you were called?" asked Mori; -then he added, hastily: "Forgive me if I pain you, Grant. Perhaps we had -better allow the subject to drop." - -"No, no. I see what you are driving at. You think that possibly Mr. -Round may have stolen the receipt?" - -"Exactly. Take a case like that; a valuable paper and an unscrupulous -man within easy reach, and you can easily see what would happen. I don't -remember this Mr. Round. What kind of a man was he?" - -"I never liked him," spoke up Nattie. "He had a sneaking face, and was -always grinning to himself, as if he had the laugh on other people. Then -I saw him kick a poor dog one day, and a man who would do that is not to -be trusted." - -"I guess you are right," agreed Grant. "Come to think of it, I never -liked Mr. Round myself. He was a thorough bookkeeper though, and knew -his business." - -"Where is he now?" asked Mori. - -"I think he left for England. He was an Englishman, you know. After our -firm closed he waited around town for a while, then I heard somebody say -he returned to London." - -The office of Black & Company was on the Bund, only a few squares from -the consulate, so the boys walked there instead of taking the -omnipresent _jinrikishas_. The building was a dingy structure of one -story, and bore the usual sign over the door. - -As Grant and his companions entered the outer office a tall, thin man, -carrying a much-worn Gladstone bag, brushed past them and vanished down -the street. The lame youth glanced at the fellow's face, then he turned -to Nattie with a low whistle. - -"There's a queer thing," he said. "If that man wore side whiskers, I -would wager anything that he was Mr. Willis Round himself." - - - - -CHAPTER VI. - -MR. BLACK RECEIVES A SURPRISE. - - -"You don't say?" ejaculated the lad, stopping near the door. "Why, -perhaps it was. Wait, I'll follow him and see." - -Before either Grant or Mori could offer an objection, Nattie darted from -the office into the street. There were several clerks in the -counting-room, and they eyed the newcomers curiously. At the far end of -the room was a door leading into the private office of the firm. - -A hum of voices came from within. Grant waited a moment undecided what -to do, then he approached a clerk, and asked him to announce to Mr. -Black that Grant Manning wished to see him on important business. The -message produced immediate results. - -The fellow had hardly disappeared when the senior member himself stalked -majestically into the outer apartment. Waving an official document in -one hand, he glowered at the lame youth and exclaimed, in a harsh voice: - -"Your call will do you no good, sir. I have already instituted the suit. -I suppose you have come to beg for time, as usual?" - -"You suppose wrong, sir," coldly replied Grant. - -"Well, what is the object of this visit, then?" - -"Please make out a receipt for the full amount of our debt." - -Mr. Black's face expressed the liveliest amazement. The door leading to -the inner office creaked, and Ralph's familiar countenance appeared in -the opening. It was evident that he had been listening. - -"W-h-hat did you say?" gasped the merchant. - -"Please make out a receipt in full for the money owed to you by the firm -of Manning & Company," repeated Grant, calmly. - -"Then you mean to pay it?" - -"Yes." - -"But how can you? It is over fifty-eight hundred dollars, boy." - -"Five thousand, eight hundred and fifty dollars, in round numbers," -replied the lame youth, in a businesslike voice. "The receipt, please. I -will draw you a check for the amount at once." - -He drew a small book from his pocket, and proceeded to write the figures -as if such items were mere bagatelles in his business. Mori, who had -been an interested but silent spectator now stepped forward and -whispered a few words to Grant. The latter nodded, and said, again -addressing Mr. Black: - -"By the way, sir, I think you had better accompany me to the American or -English consulate. In view of past happenings, I prefer to have a -reputable witness to this payment." - -The merchant's face flushed a deep red, and then paled again. Before he -could reply, Ralph emerged from the inner office and advanced toward -Grant with his hands clinched and a threatening look upon his dark -countenance. - -"What do you mean, you scoundrel?" he stormed. "Do you dare to insult my -father in his own office? I've a notion to----" - -He broke off abruptly and lowered his hands. Mori had stepped before -Grant in a manner there was no mistaking. The young Japanese was small -of stature, but there was an air of muscular solidity about him which -spoke eloquently of athletic training. - -"No threats, Ralph Black," he exclaimed, coolly. "We are here on a -matter of business with your father. Please remember that you have to -deal with me as well as Mr. Manning." - -"What have you to do with it?" grated the youth. "Mind your own -business." - -"That is exactly what I am doing," was the suave reply. - -"Enough of this contention," suddenly exclaimed Mr. Black, with a -semblance of dignity. "Ralph, return to the inner office. I will soon -settle these upstarts. Simmons, a receipt for the debt owed us by -Manning." - -The latter sentence was addressed to a clerk, who promptly came forward -with the required paper. Taking it, the merchant extended his hand for -the check. Grant hesitated and glanced at Mori. That youth nodded his -head, and whispered: - -"We may as well waive the precaution of having it paid before the -consul. The receipt will answer the purpose. There are two of us, you -know." - -"Well, do you intend to pay?" impatiently demanded Mr. Black. - -The lame youth gave him the check without deigning to reply. The -merchant glanced at the amount, then he eyed the signature in evident -surprise. - -"What does this mean?" he asked, harshly. "This is signed 'Manning -Brothers & Okuma.' What absurdity is this?" - -"It means what it says, sir," answered Grant, a suspicion of triumph in -his voice. "I may as well tell you what Yokohama will know before night. -The importing and trading firm of Manning & Company has been revived. -Mr. Okuma here is a partner in the house, and we commence business at -once. You act as if you do not believe me, sir. Please satisfy yourself -by sending to the foreign bank." - -As it happened, at that moment a clerk from the bank in question entered -the office with some papers. A brief question addressed to him by the -merchant brought instant proof of the lame youth's words. As if dazed, -Mr. Black gave him the receipt and entered the inner office without a -word. Grant and Mori left at once. - -They looked up and down the street for Nattie, but he was not in sight. -After waiting for several moments at the corner they set out for the -counting-room. The young Japanese seemed preoccupied at first as if -buried in thought, but he finally turned to his companion and said: - -"There is something about this business of the Black debt that I do not -understand. How is it you could find no trace of the payment at the bank -or among your canceled checks? It would surely be there." - -"Why, I thought I had explained that to you," replied Grant. "The money -paid them by my father was in cash, not by check. I remember that on -that day we had received almost six thousand dollars in English gold -from the skipper of a sailing ship. The money was placed in the small -safe." - -"And it was gone when you examined the safe after your father's death?" - -"Exactly. That is why I am so positive the debt was paid. That fact and -the unfinished entry in father's book is proof enough." - -"It certainly is," replied Mori, with conviction. "Well, something may -turn up in time to establish the fact. Here is the office. We will wait -until Nattie returns." - -In the meantime an important scene had taken place in the counting-room -they had just left. After their departure, Mr. Black cleared his private -apartment of his secretary and closing the door leading to the outer -room, bade his son draw a chair up to the desk. - -The merchant's face appeared grim and determined. He nervously arranged -a pile of papers before him, and then, with the air of a man who had -recently heard unpleasant news, he confronted Ralph. - -"Did you hear what that crippled whelp said?" he asked. - -"Yes," sullenly replied his son. "He's induced Mori Okuma to go in with -him, and they intend to commence business at once." - -"Do you know what that means to us?" - -"Another rival, I suppose. Well, we needn't be afraid of them." - -"Zounds! you can be stupid at times, sir. We have every reason to be -alarmed at the formation of the new firm. If you paid more attention to -the affairs of Black & Company and less to running around with the -sports of Yokohama, you would be of more assistance to me." - -"What is the matter now?" snarled the youth, arising from his chair. -"These rows are getting too frequent, and I won't stand it. I am no baby -to be reproved by you whenever you please. I won't----" - -"Sit down!" thundered the merchant. "Don't be a fool." Then he added, -more mildly: "Remember that I am your father, Ralph. It is sometimes -necessary to reprove you as you must acknowledge. But enough of that -now. We have a more weighty subject to discuss. You evidently do not see -what this new firm means to us. I can explain in a few words. You have -doubtless heard rumors of trouble with China about Corea?" - -"Yes, but that is an old tale. I heard it two years past." - -"Well, there is more truth in it now than you believe. I have private -means of obtaining information. If I am not mistaken we will have war -before the end of the present year." - -"What of it?" - -The merchant held up his hands in evident disgust. - -"It is easy to be seen that you have little of the instincts of a -merchant in you," he said, bitterly. "Hold! I do not intend to reprove -you. I will not waste the time. If you don't know, I will tell you that -war means the expenditure of money, and the purchase of arms and stores. -I know that the government is preparing for the coming conflict, and -that they need guns and ammunition and canned provisions." - -"Why don't you try for the contracts then?" - -"I intend to. As you may remember, that little affair of the fodder last -year for the cavalry horses has hurt my credit with the war department. -I think I still stand a show, however--if there are no other bidders." - -"How about the German firms?" - -"Their rivalry won't amount to anything, but if this Grant Manning comes -in he will secure the contracts without the shadow of a doubt. Why, he -is hand-in-glove with Secretary Yoshisada Udono, of the army. The -Japanese fool thinks Grant is the soul of honesty, and the cleverest -youth in Japan besides." - -Ralph leaned forward in his chair, and pondered deeply for a moment. -Then, tapping the desk with his fingers, he said, slowly, and with -emphasis: - -"I understand the case now. It means a matter of thousands of pounds to -us, and we must secure the contract, come what will. If these Manning -boys stand in our way we must break them, that's all. One thing, we have -a good ally in Willis Round. With him as----" - -He was suddenly interrupted by a sound at the door. Before either could -move it was thrown open, admitting a tall, thin man, carrying a -much-worn Gladstone bag. Behind him and almost at his heels was Nattie -Manning, an expression of determination upon his handsome face. - - - - -CHAPTER VII. - -NATTIE CARRIES HIS POINT. - - -When Nattie left his brother and Mori in the office of Black & Company, -it was with the determination to ascertain whether the tall, thin man -with the Gladstone bag was really the late bookkeeper, Willis Round. - -If the lad had been asked why he was placing himself to so much trouble -for such a purpose he could not have answered. - -There was no reason why Round should not return to Yokohama if he so -minded. And he had every right to remove his whiskers if he chose to do -so; and again, there was no law to prevent him from calling upon the -firm of Black & Company. - -Still, in view of recent circumstances, it seemed suspicious to Nattie, -and he sped down the street with the firm resolve to prove the identity -at once. As the reader may have conjectured, the younger Manning brother -had a strong will of his own. - -It was his claim, not uttered boastfully, that when he set a task unto -himself, he generally carried it out if the thing was possible. He -proved that characteristic in his nature in the present instance. - -On reaching the corner of the next street, which happened to be the -broad thoroughfare running at right angles from the Bund, he caught -sight of his man in the door of a famous tea house much frequented by -the good people of Yokohama. - -The fellow had paused, and was glancing back as if suspicious of being -followed. On seeing Nattie, he turned quickly and disappeared into the -tea house. When the lad reached the entrance, he found the front room -untenanted save by a group of waiter girls. - -They greeted his appearance with the effusive welcome of their class, -but he brushed them aside with little ceremony and passed on into the -next apartment. This also was empty. The more imposing tea houses of -Japan are generally two-story structures, divided into a multitude of -small and large rooms. - -The one in question contained no less than a round dozen on the ground -floor, and as many in the second story. There was no central hall, but -simply a series of public rooms extending from front to rear, with -private apartments opening on each side. - -Nattie had visited the place times out of mind, and he knew that an exit -could be found in the rear which led through a small garden to a gate, -opening upon a back street. The fact caused the lad to hasten his steps. - -While hurrying through the fourth apartment, he heard voices in a side -room. They were not familiar, but he halted at once. Suppose Round--if -it were he--should take it into his head to enter one of the private -apartments? He could easily remain concealed until a sufficient time had -elapsed, and then go his way unseen. - -For a brief moment Nattie stood irresolute. If he remained to question -the _matsumas_ it would give the evident fugitive time to escape by the -rear gate. And if he hurried through the garden and out into the back -street, Round could leave by the main entrance. - -"Confound it! I can't stay here twirling my thumbs," he exclaimed. "What -shall it be, back gate or a search through the blessed shanty? I'll -leave it to chance." - -Thrusting a couple of fingers into a vest pocket, he extracted an -American quarter, and flipped it into the air. - -"Heads, I search these rooms; tails, I go out the back gate," he -murmured, catching the descending coin with great dexterity. - -"Tails it is. Here goes, and may I have luck," he added. - -Hurrying through the remaining apartments, he vanished into the garden -just as a tall, thin man carrying a Gladstone bag cautiously opened a -side door near where Nattie had juggled the coin. There was a bland -smile upon the fellow's face, and he waved one hand airily after the -youth. - -"Ta, ta, Master Manning," he muttered. "I am thankful to you for leaving -the decision to a piece of money. It was a close call for me, as I do -not care to have my identity guessed just at present. Now that the coast -is clear, I'll drop in on the Blacks again and tell them to be careful." - -Making his way to the main entrance, he called a passing _'rikisha_ and -ordered the _karumaya_ to carry him to the Bund through various obscure -streets. In the meantime, Nattie had left the garden by way of the rear -gate. A hurried glance up and down the narrow thoroughfare resulted in -disappointment. - -A search of adjacent streets produced nothing. Considerably crestfallen, -the lad returned to the tea house and questioned the head of the -establishment. He speedily learned to his chagrin that the man for whom -he had been searching had left the place not five minutes previously. - -"Just my luck," he murmured, petulantly. "Here, Komatsu, give this to a -beggar; it's a hoodoo." - -The affable manager accepted the ill-omened twenty-five cent piece with -many bows and subsequently placed it among his collection of rare coins, -with the inscription: "Yankee Hoodoo. Only one in Yokohama. Value, ten -_yen_." - -It was with a very disconsolate face that Nattie left the tea house on -his way to the office of the new firm. He felt positive in his mind that -the thin man was really Willis Round, and the actions of the fellow in -slipping away so mysteriously tended to increase the lad's suspicions. - -"If he cared to return to Yokohama, he could do so," he reasoned, while -walking down Main Street. "It's no person's business that I can see. And -if he desired to increase his ugliness by shaving off his whiskers it -was his own lookout. But what I don't like is the way he sneaked out of -Black's counting-room without speaking to us. He was certainly trying to -avoid recognition, and that's flat. - -"I wonder what he had to do with that debt?" added the lad, after a -while. "He is mixed up with the Blacks in some way, and I'll wager the -connection bodes ill to some one. Perhaps it is to us." - -He had reached this far in his reflections when he chanced to look down -a small alley leading from the main thoroughfare to a public garden. A -_jinrikisha_ was speeding past the outlet. The vehicle contained one -man, and in an instant Nattie recognized in him the subject of his -thoughts. - -To cover the distance to the garden was a brief task for the lad's -nimble feet. As he emerged from the alley, however, he plumped into a -couple of American man-of-war's men. The collision carried one of them -into the gutter, but the other grasped wildly at his supposed -assailant's collar. - -[Illustration: "Nattie plumped into a couple of American man-of-war's -men. The collision carried one of them into the gutter, but the other -grasped wildly at his supposed assailant's collar." (See page 64)] - -He missed, but nothing daunted, the sailor started in pursuit, calling -out in a husky voice at every step. In his eagerness to catch up with -Willis Round, Nattie had continued his flight. The hubbub and outcry -behind him soon brought him to a halt, and he faced about just as -several policemen and a dozen foreigners and native citizens joined in -the chase. - -What the outcome would have been is hard to say had not help arrived at -that opportune moment in the shape of a friend--a clerk at the -legation--who suddenly appeared in the doorway of a private residence -within a dozen feet of the lad. - -"What is the matter, Manning?" hastily asked the newcomer. - -As quick as a flash Nattie bounded past him, and closed the door just as -the infuriated sailor reached the spot. - -"For goodness' sake, old fellow, get me out by the back way!" breathed -the lad. "I haven't time to explain now. I'll tell you all about it this -afternoon. I am following a man, and I mustn't lose him. Let me out by -the rear, please." - -Considerably mystified, the clerk obeyed. A moment later Nattie was -again speeding down a street toward the Bund. As luck would have it, he -caught sight of his man at the next corner. The _jinrikisha_ had stopped -in front of Black & Company's office. - -Hurrying ahead, the lad contrived to enter the door at the heels of the -fugitive. He stepped lightly across the counting-room, and was within a -foot of him when he threw open the door leading into the merchant's -private office. - -At sight of them both Ralph and his father sprang to their feet. Totally -unsuspicious of the proximity of his pursuer, the tall, thin man tossed -his portmanteau upon a chair, and was on the point of greeting the -occupants of the office when he saw them looking behind him in evident -surprise. - -He turned, gave Nattie one startled glance, then made an involuntary -movement as if contemplating flight. The lad barred the way, however. -Grinning triumphantly, he lifted his hat with a polite bow, and said: - -"Why, this is an unexpected pleasure, Mr. Round. I did not know you had -returned to Yokohama. How is everything in London?" - -"What are you talking about?" growled the fellow. "I don't know you." - -"Indeed! How poor your memory must be. You worked for my father as -confidential clerk and bookkeeper for many years. Surely you must -remember his son, Nattie Manning?" - -The mocking tone caused Round to frown darkly. He saw that further -denial was useless. Curtly turning his back to Nattie, he stalked to a -chair and sat down. During this little byplay Ralph had been staring at -the intruder in a peculiarly malevolent manner. - -"What do you want in here?" he demanded, at last. "This is our private -office, and we receive people by invitation only. Get out." - -"With the greatest pleasure," sweetly replied Nattie. "I have secured -all that I desire. I wanted to satisfy myself as to that man's identity, -and I have succeeded. The removal of one's whiskers don't always form an -effectual disguise, you know. Ta! ta!" - -He left the office with a triumphant smile, and quickly made his way to -the counting-room of the new firm. Grant and Mori were engrossed in -drawing up several tables of import orders, but they gave instant -attention to his story. - -"It certainly proves one thing," remarked the lame youth. "Mr. Willis -Round attempted to visit Yokohama in disguise. Now what can be his -reason?" - -Before either Nattie or Mori could reply, the front door was thrown -open, and the very man they were discussing stepped into the office. -There was an expression of cordial good nature upon his face, and he -advanced with one hand extended in a friendly attitude. - - - - -CHAPTER VIII. - -ONE CONSPIRATOR DEFEATED. - - -"How do you do, Master Grant? I am pleased to see you," exclaimed the -newcomer. "And Master Nattie here is still the same good-looking lad as -of old. Is this the new member of the firm? The old company has called -in native blood, eh? Well, it is not a bad idea." - -Disregarding the cold stare of surprise given him by Grant, the speaker -seated himself in a comfortable chair and gazed blandly around the -office. He was a man of extreme attenuation of features, and restless, -shifting eyes. He was modestly clad in a dark suit of English tweed, and -carried the conventional cane of bamboo. - -For a moment there was an awkward silence, then Nattie laughed--a short, -curt laugh, which brought a perceptible flush to Round's sunken cheeks. - -"So you are our old bookkeeper after all?" said the lad, with a sly wink -at Mori. - -"Yes, I am inclined to believe so," replied the visitor, airily. "I have -an explanation to make about that little incident, my boy. D'ye see, I -returned from London by way of India yesterday morning. I had my reasons -for arriving incog., therefore I denied myself to you this afternoon. -As the cat is out of the bag now, I'll tell you all about it." - -He paused and glanced at his auditors. Nothing daunted by their evident -coldness, he resumed, in the same light manner: - -"I had a little deal on with the government here and certain people in -England, and I came over to push it through. Remembering the firm of -Black & Company, I went to them first. The interview was not -satisfactory, however. Hearing that you had resumed your father's -business. I lost no time in coming here. Am I right in believing that -you are open for valuable contracts?" - -Both Nattie and Mori instinctively left the conversation to Grant. In a -matter of business, he was the proper person, they well knew. The lame -youth leaned back in his chair, and eyed the visitor with extreme -gravity. - -"So you are here to do business with us, Mr. Round?" he asked, slowly. - -"Yes." - -"May I ask the nature of the contracts?" - -The ex-bookkeeper arose to his feet and walked with catlike steps to the -front door. Opening it slightly, he peered forth. Then he repeated the -performance at the remaining doors and windows. Evidently satisfied, he -returned to the desk. Bending over, he said, in a stage whisper: - -"Government." - -"Yes, I know," exclaimed Grant, impatiently. "You said that before. But -for what class of articles?" - -"Arms and ammunition, my boy. I have inside information. I know that -Japan will be at war with China before the end of the year. I also know -that the government intends to place an order for many millions of -cartridges and hundreds of thousands of rifles and revolvers within a -very short time." - -"Indeed?" - -"Yes. Now, I represent two firms--one English and one German, and we -wish to secure a resident agent in Japan. I can recommend you to them, -and I will on one condition." - -"What is it?" asked Grant, drumming nervously upon the desk. - -Nattie leaned forward in evident expectancy. He knew that the drumming -was an ominous sign on his brother's part, and that a climax was -impending. - -"I wish to remain in Yokohama, and I desire a situation. If you will -give me the same position I formerly occupied in this office, I will -secure you the good will of my firms. What do you say?" - -Grant selected a letter from a pile on the desk and glanced over it. He -smiled as if particularly well pleased at something, and then asked in a -suave voice: - -"When did you leave London, Mr. Round?" - -"Why--er--on the second of last month." - -"And when did you reach that city after leaving my father's service?" - -"What the deuce?--I mean, about two months later. Why do you ask these -questions?" - -"Then you have been away from Japan for some time?" - -"Of course. I could not be in London and in this country very well," -replied Round, with a sickly smile. - -"It is certainly strange," remarked Grant, reading the letter again. -"Have you a twin brother, sir?" - -At this apparently preposterous query, the visitor lost his affability. - -"No, I haven't," he almost shouted. "Mr. Manning, I did not come here to -lose valuable time in answering silly questions. I have made you a -proposition in good faith. Will you please give me a reply?" - -"So you wish to enter our employ as bookkeeper?" - -"Yes." - -"And if we engage you we can become the agents of your English and -German firms in this matter of the government contracts?" - -"Yes, yes." - -Grant arose from his chair, and leaning one hand upon the desk, he -added, impressively: - -"Will you also promise to clear up the mystery of the Black debt, Mr. -Round?" - -Nattie and Mori, who were keenly watching the visitor's face, saw him -pale to the very lips. He essayed to speak, but the words refused to -come. Finally regaining his composure by a violent effort, he replied, -huskily: - -"I don't understand you, Grant. What mystery do you mean?" - -"You know very well, sir." - -The lame youth's voice was sharp and cutting. Nervously wiping his face, -Mr. Round glanced down at the floor, then cast a furtive glance at his -companions. If ever guilt rested in a man's actions, it did then with -those of the ex-bookkeeper. He probably recognized the futility of his -chances, as he started to leave without further words. He was not to -escape so easily, however. - -"You have not heard my answer to your proposition," called out Grant, -with sarcasm. "I'll tell you now that we would not have you in this -office if you paid us a bonus of a thousand pounds. You had better -return to your confederates, Black & Company, and inform them that their -effort to place a spy in this office has failed." - -"You will regret these words," retorted Round, with a muttered oath. -"I'll show you that you are not so smart as you think." - -"Have a care, sir," replied the lame youth. "Perhaps we will be able to -prove your connection with that debt swindle, and send you up for it." - -"Bah! You are a fool to----" - -He did not finish the sentence. At that juncture, Nattie, who had been -quietly edging his way across the office, bounded forward. There was a -brief struggle, a crash at the door, and suddenly the visitor found -himself in the street, considerably the worse for the encounter. - -"That's the proper way to get rid of such callers," remarked the lad, -cheerfully. "Talk is all right in its place, but actions are necessary -at times. What a scoundrel he is!" - -"He is a discovered villain," said Mori, quaintly. "In the expressive -language of the American street gamin, 'We are on to him.' He was -evidently sent here by the Blacks as a spy. By the way, what was in that -letter?" - -Grant laughed, and tossed the document to the young Japanese. - -"It was simply a bluff. I had an idea the man had not left the country, -so I pretended to read a letter giving that information. He bit -beautifully." - -"One thing is certain," remarked Mori, with a shrug of his shoulders. -"We have made an implacable enemy." - -"What's the difference?" chimed in Nattie. "The more the merrier. We -need not fear anything from Willis Round. He's a dead duck now." - -"So Black & Company have wind of the impending contracts, eh?" mused -Grant. "I must run up and see Secretary Udono at once. I think I can -prove to him that we are worthy of the contracts. Nattie, take this -advertisement and have it inserted in all the foreign and native papers. -Tell them to place it on the first page in display type. We'll let the -world know that we are ready for business." - -"I'll call on several old friends of my father in the morning and bid -for the next tea and rice crop," said Mori, jotting down the items in -his notebook. "How much can we use this quarter?" - -"All we can secure," was the prompt reply. "I intend to cable our -American houses at once. The New York and San Francisco firms are good -for two shiploads at the very least. By the way, Nattie, while you are -out just drop in on Saigo Brothers and see what they have on hand in -lacquered novelties. Speak for a good order to go on the steamer of the -tenth." - -During the next two hours the three members of the new firm were head -and ears in business. Grant was in his element, and Mori seemed to like -the routine also. But Nattie presently yawned, and left on his errands. -Outdoor life was evidently more to his taste. - -In the press of work the incidents connected with the visit of Willis -Round were forgotten. Grant and Mori labored at the office until almost -midnight. After attending to the advertisements Nattie inspected the -company's "go down," or warehouse, and made preparations for the -receiving of tea. - -The following day was spent in the same manner, and on the second -morning the purchases of the firm began to arrive. By noon Manning -Brothers & Okuma were the talk of Yokohama. Grant's popularity and -business reputation secured him a warm welcome in the trade. - -A force of native clerks was installed in the office under charge of an -expert foreign bookkeeper. It was finally decided to assign the drumming -up of trade to Grant, and the interior buying and selling to Mori. -Nattie was to have charge of the shipping and the care of the warehouse. - -The latter found time, however, to practice for the coming wrestling -match on the seventh of July. He had secured the services of a retired -wrestler, and was soon in great form. As can be expected, he awaited the -eventful day with growing impatience. - - - - -CHAPTER IX. - -DISASTER THREATENS. - - -Grant Manning was a youth wise beyond his years. His continued ill -health and his physical frailty kept him from mixing with the lads of -his age. The seclusion drove him to self-communion and study. As a -general rule, persons suffering from physical deformity or lingering -sickness are compensated by an expansion of mind. - -It is the proof of an immutable law. The blinding of one eye increases -the strength of the other. The deaf and dumb are gifted with a wonderful -sense of touch. Those with crippled legs are strong of arm. The -unfortunates with brains awry are endowed with muscles of power. - -In Grant's case his intellect made amends for his deformity of body. He -loved commercial work, and the several years passed in the counting-room -under his father's _régime_ had made him a thorough master of the -business. - -When orders commenced to find their way to the new firm he was in his -element. As I have stated before, he had many friends in Yokohama and -the capital, Tokio, and the native merchants made haste to open trade -with him. To aid this prosperity, was the fact that no stain rested -upon the firm of John Manning & Company. - -The very name was synonymous with honesty, integrity and merit. Foreign -houses established in Eastern countries too often treat their customers -as uncivilized beings destined to be tricked in trade. John Manning had -never entertained such an unwise policy, and his sons now felt the -results. - -The announcements in the various papers brought an avalanche of -contracts and orders. On the fourth day after the birth of the new firm, -Mori--who was really a shrewd, far-seeing youth--had secured the cream -of the tea and rice crop. He was also promised the first bid for silks. - -On his part, Grant had secured a satisfactory interview with the -secretary of war in regard to the army contracts for arms and -ammunition. Business was literally booming, and every foreign importing -firm in Yokohama felt the new competition. - -It is not to be supposed that they would permit the trade to slip away -without an effort to retain it. Not the least of those disturbed was the -firm of Black & Company, as can well be imagined. The merchant and Ralph -were wild with rage and despair. Orders from various English houses -were on file for early tea and rice, but the market was empty. Mori had -been the early bird. - -"If this continues we will have to close our doors," exclaimed Mr. -Black, gloomily. "I could not buy a dozen boxes of tea this morning, and -we have an order of three hundred to leave by to-morrow's steamer. The -fiend take that crippled whelp! He is here, there, and everywhere, and -the natives in town are begging for his trade." - -"He will make a pretty penny raising the prices too," replied his son, -in the same tone. "Why, he and that Japanese fool have made a regular -corner in rice." - -"But he is not going to increase the price, if rumor speaks the truth. -Although he has control of the crop, he ships it to America at the old -rates." - -"That is a shrewd move," acknowledged Ralph, reluctantly. "It will make -him solid with every firm in the United States. What is the matter with -all of the old merchants, eh? Fancy a man like you letting a boy get the -best of him in this manner. If I was the head of an established house -and had gray hairs like you I'd quit the business." - -This brutal speech caused the merchant to flush angrily. He was on the -point of retorting, but he checked himself and remained buried in -thought for some time. His reflections were bitter. It was humiliating -to think that a firm of boys should step in and steal the trade from -men who had spent years in the business. - -The brow of the merchant grew dark. He would not stand it. If fair means -could not avail, he would resort to foul. His conscience, long deadened -by trickery, formed no bar to his resolution. Striking the desk with his -open hand, he exclaimed: - -"I will do it no matter what comes." - -"What's up now, dad?" asked Ralph, with a show of interest. He added, -sneeringly: "Are you awakening from your 'Rip Van Winkle' sleep? Do you -think it is time to get up and circumvent those fools? Name your plan, -and I will give you my help with the greatest pleasure." - -"You can assist me. We must destroy the credit of the new firm. They -have a working capital of only twelve or thirteen thousand dollars. I -learned this morning that they had given notes for ninety days for twice -that amount of money. It is also said that the firm of Takatsuna & -Company has sold them ten thousand dollars' worth of tea at sight. Grant -arranged for an overdraw with a native bank inside of an hour. Now if we -can get up a scare, Takatsuna will come down on the bank for his money, -and the bank will call on the Mannings for it." - -"That is a great scheme," said Ralph, admiringly. "We will try it at -once." - -"Go to Round's hotel and bring him here. In the meantime I will finish -the details, my son. If all goes well, that cripple and his brother will -be paupers before night." - -"And we will be able to fill our orders by to-morrow at the latest. If -Manning Brothers & Okuma fail, the dealers will gladly come to us." - -"I do not care a snap of a finger for the tea business," replied Mr. -Black, contemptuously. "It is that army contract I am after. I have been -told that Grant has had an interview with the secretary. Now, if we -don't kill the firm they will have the plum as sure as death. Bring -Round here without delay." - -Ralph laughed as he walked to the door. - -"Willis has been in the sulks since he failed to carry out our little -scheme of placing him in the Manning counting-room as a spy. He hates -them worse than ever. He will prove a valuable ally in the present -plan." - -In the course of an hour he returned with the ex-bookkeeper. Before noon -strange rumors commenced to circulate among the foreign merchants and -the banks. By one o'clock the native houses were agog with the news. Men -met on the Bund and talked over the startling intelligence. At two a -representative from the firm of Takatsuna called at the office of -Manning Brothers & Okuma. - -"I am very sorry," he said, "but my firm is in pressing need of money. -It is short notice, I acknowledge, but we must have the ten thousand -dollars you owe us for tea at once." - -Grant looked surprised, but he politely sent the representative to the -Yokohama bank where the check had been negotiated. In half an hour an -urgent call came from the bank for the senior member of the firm. When -Grant returned to the office his face wore an anxious expression. - -"Boys, our enemies are at work," he said. "It is said on 'Change that we -are pinched for funds. Black & Company are urging the native merchants -to ask for their bills. The bank paid Takatsuna their money, but the -directors want it refunded at once." - -He had hardly ceased speaking before a knock sounded at the door of the -private office. Nattie opened it, giving admission to a portly Japanese. -The newcomer's dress was disordered, and he appeared wild with anxiety. -It was the president of the Yokohama bank. - -At his heels were several merchants and half a dozen reporters. Ill news -travels fast. Regardless of ceremony, the visitors crowded into the -office. Grant's face became set, and his eyes glittered. Nattie appeared -highly amused. He saw the comical side of the invasion, not the -serious. - -It was really a critical moment. In commercial circles there is nothing -more disastrous and credit-snapping than a run on a bank, or the failure -to promptly pay a bill. The standing of a new firm is always uncertain. -Like gold, it requires time and a trial in the fire of experience. - -Grant realized the danger at once. As the newcomers surged into the -office, he arose from the desk and grasped the back of his chair with a -clutch of despair. His thoughts traveled fast. He saw the ruin of his -hopes, the success of his enemies; and he almost groaned aloud. - -Outwardly he was calm, however. Politely greeting the president of the -bank, he asked the nature of his business. With feverish hands, the man -produced a paper, and requested the payment of the ten thousand dollars. - -"Remember, my dear sir, I am first on the spot," he said. - -The words were significant. It meant a call for money from all -creditors. It meant the swamping of their credit and absolute failure. -Preserving his calmness, Grant picked up the firm's check-book, and -glanced over the stubs. - -Of the twenty thousand dollars paid in by Mori, but a trifle over -one-half remained. There were other creditors at the door. To pay one -meant a demand from the others. To refuse the payment of the bank's debt -was to be posted as insolvent. That meant ruin. - -Sick at heart, Grant was on the point of adopting the latter course, -when there came a sudden and most unexpected change in the state of -affairs. - - - - -CHAPTER X. - -MORI SHOWS HIS GENEROSITY. - - -During the scene in the private office of the firm Mori had remained -silent and apparently indifferent. Apparently only--those who knew him -best would have augured from the appearance of the two bright red spots -in his dark cheeks that he was intensely interested. - -He watched the movements of the crowd at the door, he listened to the -demand of the bank president, and he noted Grant's struggle to appear -calm. Then just as the lame youth turned from the check-book to his -auditors with an announcement of their failure to pay trembling upon his -lips, the young Japanese introduced himself into the proceedings. - -"What is the meaning of this, sir?" he asked the president, sharply. -"What do you wish?" - -"I am here for my money," was the defiant reply. "I have presented the -note, and I await payment." - -"Don't you think this is rather sudden?" asked Mori, with a suspicious -calmness in his voice. "It was negotiated but yesterday. Why this -haste?" - -"I want my money," was the only answer vouchsafed. - -"And you at the door," continued the Japanese youth, turning his gaze -in that direction. "Are you here for the same reason?" - -Some one in the rear rank replied in the affirmative. - -Mori's eyes flashed. Taking a private check-book from his pocket, he -rapidly wrote several lines therein, and, detaching a leaf, tossed it to -Grant. - -"Pay them, every one," he said, carelessly. "You will find that -sufficient, I think." - -The lame youth eagerly read the check, and then his face became suffused -with emotion. The amount called for was thirty thousand dollars! Mori -had placed his whole fortune to the firm's account! Afraid to trust his -voice, Grant hobbled over to the youthful native, and, in the presence -of the whole assemblage, threw his arms around him. - -"God bless you!" he exclaimed. "You are a friend and a man." - -"Nonsense," replied Mori, gently. "It is nothing. Pay these cattle off, -and put them down in your black book. Pay them in full and rid the -office of the mob for good. And, understand," he added, addressing the -bank president and his companions, "we will have no further dealings -with you. Hereafter we will trade with men not liable to scare at the -slightest rumor." - -The official took the check extended him by Grant with a crestfallen -air. He saw that he had made a mistake and had lost the business of the -new firm. Too late he recalled the fact that he had really heard nothing -of moment. Rumors had been circulated, but try as he would, he could not -recollect their source. - -The remaining creditors also suffered a revulsion of feeling. Some -attempted to slink away, but the three members of the firm singled them -out one by one, and compelled them to accept checks for the amount of -their bills. - -In an hour eighteen thousand dollars had been paid out, but the credit -of the firm was saved. When the last man had been sent away Nattie and -Grant overwhelmed the clever young Japanese with congratulations and -heartfelt thanks. Mori's modesty equaled his generosity, and he -threatened them with immediate dissolution if they did not refrain. - -"It is nothing, my friends," he exclaimed, for the hundredth time. "I am -only glad that I was able to furnish the money." - -"You must withdraw the entire amount just as soon as it is available," -insisted Grant. "We should hear from the American houses within five -weeks, and then we will return to the old basis." - -"I would like to have a photograph of old Black's face when he hears -the news," said Nattie, with a grin. "Or, better still, overhear his -comments." - -"It was a shrewd trick, but it failed, I am glad to say," remarked the -lame youth. "We must take advantage of the opportunity and clinch the -effect. Now is the time to set our credit upon a solid foundation." - -Taking several sheets of paper, he scribbled half a dozen lines upon -them. - -"Nattie, take these to the different newspaper offices, and have them -inserted in to-morrow's issues," he said. "Then drop in at the printing -office and tell Bates to work up a thousand posters to be displayed -about town. How does this sound? - - - "'TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN: - - "'A despicable attempt having been made this day by certain - interested parties to injure the credit of the undersigned firm, - notice is hereby given that all outstanding bills will be settled - in full at ten A. M. to-morrow. A reward of one thousand _yen_ is - also offered for information leading to the conviction of the - person or persons starting the slander. - - "'MANNING BROTHERS & OKUMA'" - - -"That is just the thing!" exclaimed Mori. "It could not be better. We'll -have the posters distributed broadcast over Yokohama and also Tokio. -Make it five instead of one thousand, Grant. Really, I believe that -little affair will do us a great deal of good. It is an excellent -advertisement." - -Nattie hurried away to the printing office, and by night the two cities -were reading the posters. At ten o'clock the following morning fully two -score merchants had called upon the firm, but they came to ask for -trade, not to present bills. - -The conspiracy had resolved itself into a boomerang, and the firm of -Manning Brothers & Okuma was more prosperous than ever. Black & Son were -correspondingly depressed. The failure of their latest scheme caused the -elder merchant much humiliation. At a meeting held in his office, -attended by Ralph and Mr. Round, it was resolved to stick at nothing to -defeat the enemy. - -"It is war to the knife now," exclaimed the head of the firm, grinding -his teeth. "Something must be done before the first of next month, as -the army contracts will be awarded then." - -"And that means a little trifle of twenty thousand pounds, eh?" replied -the ex-bookkeeper, softly rubbing his hands. - -"Yes, one hundred thousand dollars. That is clear profit." - -"Many a man would commit murder for less than that," mused Ralph, -absently stabbing the arm of his chair with a penknife. - -Mr. Black gave his son a keen glance. - -"Yes," he said, in a peculiar tone. "Whole families have been put out of -the way for as many cents. But," he added, hastily, "there is no such -question in our case. Ha! ha! the idea is simply preposterous!" - -His companions echoed the laugh, but in a strained fashion. Ralph -continued to stare moodily at the floor. After a while Willis Round -announced that he had a proposition to make. - -"You said a few moments ago that it was war to the knife now," he -commenced. - -"Yes." - -"It is to your interest to ruin the new firm before the awarding of the -army contracts, eh?" - -"Certainly. If they are in business by the end of the present month they -will secure the valuable contracts without a doubt." - -"What would you give if they were rendered unable to bid for them?" - -The merchant stared at his questioner half contemptuously. - -"Why do you ask? You do not think you could ruin them single-handed?" he -asked, banteringly. - -"Never you mind," was the dogged reply. "Answer my question. What would -you give if the contracts were placed in your way?" - -"Twenty per cent. of the profits and our assistance in any scheme you -may propose. Do you really mean to say that you have a plan promising -success?" - -The merchant left his chair in his eagerness and approached the -ex-bookkeeper. Ralph showed a renewed interest also. Before replying, -Round cautiously opened the door leading into the counting-room. After -satisfying himself, he talked long and earnestly to his companions. At -the conclusion the faces of the merchant and his son were expressive of -the liveliest satisfaction. There was trouble still in store for the new -firm of Manning Brothers & Okuma. - - - - -CHAPTER XI. - -NATTIE MAKES A DISCOVERY. - - -During the important and engrossing events of the past few days Nattie -had not forgotten the sport promised for the seventh of the month. He -was passionately fond of athletics, and he never let slip an opportunity -to participate in all that came his way. - -Extensive preparations had been made for the celebration of the treaty -made by Commodore Perry in the year 1853. Not only the foreign residents -were to take part, but the natives themselves promised a great -_matsura_, or festival. - -The committee of the Yokohama Club, under whose auspices it was to take -place, had secured the racing grounds upon the bluff. A varied programme -had been arranged to cover the entire day. The sports had been divided -into two parts, modern racing and games in the forenoon, and ancient -native ceremonies after tiffin. - -The main feature of the latter was to be a grand wrestling match between -foreigners. To add to the interest, the competitors were to remain -unknown to each other until the moment of their appearance in the ring. - -Nattie had given in his name among the first. The prize offered was a -valuable medal and a crown of laurel. For several days the lad had -devoted his idle hours to practice with a retired native wrestler. The -evening before the seventh he was in fine fettle. - -As an added chance, however, he resolved to take one more lesson from -his instructor--a final bout to place him in good trim for the morrow. -The scene of the practice matches was in the large "go-down," or -warehouse, of the firm, located near a canal separating the bluff from -the native quarter. - -The appointment for the evening was at nine, and shortly before that -hour Nattie left a tea house on his way to the place of destination. The -day had been sultry, and toward nightfall threatening clouds gathered -over the bay. - -Rain promised, but that fact did not deter the lad. As his _'rikisha_ -sped along the Bund he recalled the points already taught him by his -master in the art of wrestling, and he fancied the ringing of cheers and -the outburst of plaudits were already greeting him. - -The Manning "go-down" was a large square structure of stone, with iron -shutters and massive doors. It was considered fireproof, and had as a -watchman a brawny Irishman recently paid off from a sailing ship. His -name was Patrick Cronin, and he claimed to be an American by -naturalization. - -On reaching the entrance Nattie looked around for the fellow, but he was -not in sight. Taking a key from his pocket, he opened a narrow door -leading into a little corner office. As he passed inside there came a -wild gust of wind and a downpour of rain. The storm had burst. - -"Good job I arrived in time," muttered the lad. "Whew! how it does pour -down. Looks as if it has started in for three or four hours at least. If -it keeps on I needn't expect old Yokoi. I wonder where Patrick is?" - -He whistled shrilly and thumped upon the floor with his cane, but only -the echoes came to his ears. After a moment of thought he lighted a -lantern and sat down near a window opening upon a narrow alley running -between the building and the canal. - -The absence of the watchman was certainly strange. It was his duty to -report at the "go-down" at six o'clock. In fact, Nattie had seen him -that very evening. The building was full of valuable silks, teas, and -lacquered ware, intended for shipment on the following day. - -Thieves were rampant along the canal, several daring robberies having -occurred during the past week. Then again there was always the danger of -fire. As the lad sat in his chair and thought over the possible results -of the Irishman's dereliction, he grew thoroughly indignant. - -"By George! he'll not work for us another day," he muttered, giving the -stick a vicious whirl. "I'll wager a _yen_ he is in some groggery at -this very moment drinking with a chance shipmate." - -Going to the door he glanced out into the night. The rain was still -descending in torrents, and it was of that steadiness promising a -continuation. When Nattie returned to his seat it was with the -resolution to keep guard over the firm's property himself. - -It meant a long and lonely watch with naught save the beating of the -rain, the dreary gloom of the interior, and the murmuring sounds from -the nearby bay for company. The lad had a stout heart, however, and he -settled himself for the vigil without more ado. - -He found comfort in the anticipation of a scene with the recreant -watchman in the morning. He made up his mind even to refuse him -admission if he returned to the "go down" that night. The minutes -dragged slowly, and at last the watcher found himself nodding. - -"Jove! this won't do," he exclaimed, springing from his chair. "I am as -bad as Patrick. The lantern is going out also. Wonder if I have any -matches in my pocket?" - -He searched, but without favorable results. A hasty examination -revealed the unwelcome fact that the oil receptacle was empty. In -another moment the light flickered and died out, leaving the little -office in darkness. - -Disturbed in spirit, Nattie went to the door, almost inclined to visit -some neighboring warehouse or shop for oil and matches. One glance at -the deluge still falling drove the idea from his head. He was without -umbrella or rain coat, and to venture for even a short distance would -mean a thorough drenching--something to be religiously avoided in Japan -during the summer season. - -"Heigho! I am in for it, I suppose. Confound that Irishman! I would like -to punch his empty noddle for this. Here I am in the dark, condemned to -remain all night without sleep, and--by jingo!" - -A very sudden and painful thought had occurred to the lad. The morrow -was the day upon which he was to shine as a wrestler! The seventh of -July; the day of sports in celebration of Commodore Perry's treaty. - -"I'll be fit for athletics and wrestling matches if I stay around here -and lose my sleep!" murmured Nattie, ruefully. "Why, I'll be all played -out, and a five-year-old boy could throw me. But what in thunder can I -do? I can't leave and run the risk of the place catching fire. There's -more than twenty thousand dollars' worth of stuff in here, and it would -be just nuts to a thief to find himself among all those silks." - -It was impossible to communicate with either Grant or Mori. The streets -in the warehouse district were unfrequented, and in such a violent storm -even the policemen would hie themselves to a convenient shelter. -Muttering maledictions upon the head of the absent watchman, Nattie -closed the door and returned to his seat near the window. - -Occasional flashes of lightning illuminated the outside, and during one -of these the lad espied a man crossing the bridge at the corner of the -building. Thinking it might be some kindly person who would not disdain -to carry a message, he hurried to the door leading into the street. - -As he opened it he heard voices. The newcomer had paused and was looking -back at the indistinct figure of a second man on the other side of the -canal. In the intervals of light Nattie observed the person nearest him -start back and evidently expostulate with his follower. - -They were barely ten yards away, and by the aid of a brilliant flash of -lightning the lad noticed something familiar in the appearance of both -men. One was tall and thin, while the other had a short, stumpy form and -a rolling lurch as he wavered vaguely near the end of the bridge. - -"Get back, man. What do you want to come out in this wet for when you -have a cozy nook in yon house? Go back, I say." - -It was the attenuated individual who had spoken. He placed one hand upon -his companion's arm, but the fellow staggered away and replied: - -"Got--hic--my dooty ter do. Oi'm too long away as 'tis, m' boy. Dash -ther--hic--rain. It ain't wetter in th' blooming ocean, knife me if -'tis." - -"You are a fool to come out in it, I say. Return to the house, and I'll -join you presently. There are three more bottles of prime stuff in the -closet. Break one out and help yourself." - -"But me dooty, man! It has never been said that--hic--Pat Cronin ever -went back on a job. Ask me shipmates. Why, they sing er song about me: - - - "'So he seized th' capstan bar, - Like a true honest tar, - And in spite or tears and sighs - Sung yo! heave ho!'" - - -"Shut up; you will have the police after us," expostulated the other. -"Do you intend to return to the house, or shall I lock up the bottles? -Answer me, yes or no?" - -"Sure and Oi don't want to lose th' drink, but----" - -"Yes, or no?" - -"Ah, it's th' funny man ye are. He! he! he! Phwy don't yer git fat? If -Oi----" - -"Then it is 'no,' eh? Well, here----" - -"Hould an, me buck. Oi'll go back and take another swig. Then to me -dooty, yer understand. Here goes. - - - "'So he seized th' (hic) capstan bar, - Like a true honest tar, - And in spite of----'" - - -The husky notes died away, a door slammed in one of a row of wooden -shanties across the bridge, and all was quiet. The tall, thin man -glanced keenly after his companion; then, slipping up to the Manning -"go-down," he examined the entrance. It was locked. Inserting a key he -soon gained admission. As he softly closed the door again he stood -within a pace of Nattie. - -It had not taken the lad many seconds to catch the drift of affairs. He -knew full well that Patrick's tempter was no other than Willis Round, -the firm's ex-bookkeeper. His presence in that locality during a heavy -storm, his familiarity with the recreant watchman, the evident and -successful attempt to entice him away from his post, could have only one -meaning. - -He had designs on the property of his enemies. - -Long before Patrick had lurched back to the shanty Nattie had slipped -into the office. When he heard the key grating in the lock he was not -surprised; but he was considerably puzzled as to the best manner in -which he should treat the situation. - -"If I only had my revolver I would bring the scoundrel to terms," he -muttered, regretfully. "I had to leave it home this night of all nights. -As it is, I haven't a solitary weapon. A bamboo cane wouldn't hurt a -fly. Ah, I'll try the lantern." - -Creeping across the floor he secured the object just as the -ex-bookkeeper reached the door. Returning to his post, the lad waited -with rapidly beating heart. - - - - -CHAPTER XII. - -THE STRUGGLE IN THE "GO-DOWN." - - -That Willis Round meant injury was plainly evident. But whether he came -as a thief or incendiary was yet to be ascertained. He knew the ground -well, so he lost little time in entering. After closing the door he -hesitated. - -At his elbow stood the brave lad with lantern raised in readiness. At -the first sign of a light, or the scratch of a match, he meant to strike -with all the power of his arm. The lantern was a heavy iron affair, and -Willis Round was as near death at that moment as he probably had been -during his eventful career. - -His knowledge of the "go-down's" interior saved him. After a brief pause -he started toward the main portion of the warehouse. At his heels crept -Nattie, silent, determined, resolute. - -The main room of the warehouse was crowded with bales of silk, chests of -tea, and various boxes containing lacquered ware. These had been -arranged in an orderly manner with passageways extending between the -different piles. - -In one thing the lad had an advantage; he was thoroughly conversant -with the arrangement of the goods, while Round had only a general -knowledge of the interior. The latter stumbled several times, but he -made no move to show a light. - -Presently Nattie felt his curiosity aroused. What could be the man's -object? Was it theft of valuable silks or deliberate incendiarism? That -the fellow had a certain destination in view was made evident by his -actions. - -During the day the place was lighted by large glazed windows at the ends -and on each side, but at night these were closed with iron shutters. In -the roof were several long skylights, and through them an occasional -glare came from the lightning, which still fitfully shot athwart the -sky. - -It was by the aid of one of these that the lad finally saw the intruder -halt near a pile of tea chests. The flash lasted only an instant, but it -brought out in clear relief the attenuated figure of the scoundrel. He -was standing within reach of a number of boxes packed ready for shipment -on the morrow. - -They were wrapped in straw matting, and nearby was a little heap of the -same material to be used on other chests. It was highly inflammable. -This fact recurred to the lad with startling significance, and he -involuntarily hurried forward. - -Before he could realize his mistake he was within a step of Round. A -slight cough from the latter caused Nattie to abruptly check himself. -With a gasp of excitement he shrank back, and slipped behind a large -bale of silks. - -The next moment a blinding flash of lightning revealed the interior of -the warehouse. Before it died away the plucky lad peered forth, but only -to find that a change had taken place in affairs. The ex-bookkeeper was -not in sight. - -It was an unwelcome discovery, to say the least. With the enemy in view, -it was easy to keep track of his intentions. Now he might be retreating -to any part of the vast "go-down" where in temporary security he could -start a conflagration at his leisure. - -"I must find him at all hazards," muttered Nattie, somewhat discomfited. -"Why didn't I bring matters to a point in the office? or why didn't I -strike him down while I had the chance a moment ago? I'll not fool any -more." - -Grasping the iron lantern in readiness for instant use, he slipped -forward step by step. At every yard he paused and listened intently. The -silence was both oppressive and ominous. He would have given a great -deal if even a rustle or a sigh had reached his ears. - -As time passed without incident the lad grew bolder. His anxiety -spurred him on. He hastened his movements and peered from side to side -in vain endeavor to pierce the gloom. Where had the man gone? Probably -he was even then preparing to strike the match that would ignite the -building. - -Unable to endure longer the suspense, Nattie swung into a side aisle and -ran plump into some yielding object. There was a muttered cry of -surprise and terror; then, in the space of a second, the interior -resounded with shouts and blows and the hubbub of a struggle. - -At the very start Nattie lost his only weapon. In the sudden and -unexpected collision the lantern was dashed from his hand. Before he -could recover it he felt two sinewy arms thrown about his middle, then -with a tug he was forced against a bale. - -It required only a moment for the athletic lad to free himself. Long -training at sports and games came to his aid. Wriggling toward the -floor, he braced himself and gave a mighty upward heave. At the same -time, finding his arms released, he launched out with both clinched -fists. - -There was a thud, a stifled cry, and then a pile of tea chests close at -hand fell downward with a loud crash. Quick to realize his opportunity, -Nattie slipped away and placed a large box between his antagonist and -himself. - -The scrimmage had only served to increase his anxiety and anger. When he -regained his breath he called out, hotly: - -"You confounded scoundrel, I'll capture you yet. I know you, Willis -Round, and if this night's work don't place you in prison it'll not be -my fault." - -The words had hardly passed his lips when the lad was unceremoniously -brought to a realization of his mistake. There was a whiz and a crash -and a small box dropped to the floor within a foot of him. He lost no -time in shifting his position. - -"Aha! two can play at that game," he muttered. - -Picking up a similar object, he was on the point of throwing it -haphazard when he became aware of a loud knocking in the direction of -the door. Almost frantic with relief and joy, he dropped the missile and -started toward the spot. - -Fortunately gaining the little apartment without mishap, he inserted his -key in the lock with trembling hands, and attempted to turn it. Just -then a maudlin voice came from outside: - -"Phwere is the lock, Oi wonder? By the whiskers av St. Patrick, Oi -never saw such a night. Cronin, ye divil, yer fuller than Duffy's goat. -But ye are a good fellow. - - - "'So Oi seized th' capstan bar, - Like a true honest tar, - And in spite----' - - -"Murther! Oi can't git in at all, at all. Oi'll go back to the bottle. -Me new friend has--hic--left me, but Oi have his whiskey. Here goes for -th' house once more." - -Disgusted at the discovery that it was only the tipsy watchman, Nattie -had again made his way back into the "go-down" proper. As he crossed the -threshold of the door leading from the office, he heard the rattling of -iron. - -The sound came from the far end. A second later there was a faint crash, -and a gust of wind swept through the vast apartment. - -"He has opened a window. He is trying to escape." - -Throwing all caution away, the lad recklessly dashed down the central -passageway. It did not take him long to reach the spot. The fury of the -storm caused the opened shutter to swing back and forth with a -melancholy grinding of the hinges. - -Climbing upon the sill, Nattie slipped through the opening and dropped -outside. He had barely reached the ground when he was suddenly seized, -and, with a fierce effort, sent staggering across the walk separating -the building from the canal. - -He made a frantic effort to save himself, but it was too late. With a -shrill cry trembling upon his lips, he felt himself falling through -space; then, with a loud splash, he struck the water's surface! - - - - -CHAPTER XIII. - -WILLIS ROUND ESCAPES. - - -No man, or boy, for that matter, knows just what he can do until put to -the test. We may think we know the limit of our strength or endurance, -but we cannot prove it until an emergency arises. Then we are often -found mistaken in our previous surmises, and, need it be said, much to -our amazement. - -Nature is a wise mother. She has provided in all a reserve force which -only needs the touch of an exigency to cause it to appear full powered. -A task is set before you--you cannot do it in your opinion; but you -try--and succeed. You are in peril; only a miracle of strength or -shrewdness will save you. Involuntarily you act, and, lo! the miracle -comes from your good right arm or your brain. - -A lad learning to swim places a dozen yards as the extent of his powers. -He enters the water; is carried beyond his depth; swept away by an -undertow, and swims successfully the length of three city blocks. It was -his reserve force and the stimulating fear of death that brought him -safely to shore. - -When Nattie Manning felt himself falling into the canal, sent there by -Willis Round's cunning arm, he realized only one emotion, and that was -rage--overpowering, consuming anger. He was wild with wrath to think -that he had been tricked by the ex-bookkeeper, and the flames of his -passion were not lessened by discomfiture. - -It seemed that he had barely touched the water before he was out, -climbing hand over hand up the jagged stone side. To this day he does -not know how he emerged so quickly, or by what latent force of muscle he -dragged himself to the passageway. - -He gained the spot, however, and, thoroughly saturated with water, set -out at the top of his speed after his assailant, whose shadowy figure -scurried along in front of him toward the bay. What the lad hoped to -accomplish he could not well tell himself, but he continued the pursuit -with the keen determination of a bloodhound. - -A short distance back of the "go-down," a narrow street ran from the -bluff to the center of the city. It crossed the canal with the aid of a -low bridge, and was occupied by storehouses. - -The storm was passing away. The rain had slackened perceptibly, and the -wind had died down to occasional puffs. In the south lightning could -still be seen, but it was the mere glowing of atmospheric heat. - -In that part of Yokohama devoted to mercantile warehouses, the street -lamps were few and far between. There was one at the junction of the -bridge and passageway, however, and when Nattie dashed into its circle -of illumination, he suddenly found himself confronted by a uniformed -policeman. - -The latter immediately stretched out his arms and brought the lad to a -halt. Then drawing his short-sword, he demanded in peremptory tones the -meaning of his haste. Seeing the futility of resisting the official, -Nattie hurriedly made known his identity, and explained the events of -the night. - -Brief as was the delay, when the two started in pursuit of the fugitive, -enough time had been wasted to permit him to escape. A hasty search of -the neighborhood brought no results. Willis Round was out of reach. - -"No matter," remarked the lad, at last. "I know him, and it won't be -difficult to apprehend the scoundrel." - -Returning to the "go-down" with the officer, he closed the window and -then dispatched the man to the nearest messenger office with a note for -Grant. In due time the police official returned with assistance. Patrick -Cronin was found helplessly intoxicated in a nearby house, and -unceremoniously lugged away to jail. - -The lame youth was prompt in his appearance on the scene. He brought -with him a servant of the family, who was installed as watchman until -the morrow. Relieved from his responsibility, Nattie accompanied his -brother home, and after explaining the affair in detail, proceeded to -take the rest he needed for the wrestling match of the next day. - -On reporting at the office the following morning, he found Grant and -Mori still discussing Willis Round's actions. A report from the police -stated that nothing had been accomplished. The fugitive was still at -liberty, and in all probability had left the city. - -"I'll wager a _yen_ he is speeding as fast as the train can carry him to -either Nagasaki or Kobe," remarked Mori. "He'll try to get a ship and -leave the country." - -Grant shook his head doubtfully. - -"In my opinion, he will not do that," he said. "There are too many -places in the interior where he can hide until this affair blows over." - -"If the scoundrel ever shows his face in Yokohama I'll see that he is -placed behind the bars," exclaimed Nattie, vindictively. "He deserves -little mercy at our hands. If an all-wise Providence had not sent me to -the 'go-down' last night we would now be considerably out of pocket." - -"What will we do with Patrick Cronin?" - -"Discharge him; that's all. We can't prove any connection with Round. -The latter simply tempted him away from his duty with a bottle of -whiskey. It will be impossible to bring a criminal charge against the -Irishman." - -"I will see that he remains in jail for a couple of weeks, anyway," -decided Grant. "He deserves some punishment." - -"When shall we close up?" asked Nattie, gayly. "This is a great holiday, -you know. We are due at the race track by ten." - -"It's a quarter past nine now," replied the young Japanese, looking at -his watch. "Suppose we start at once?" - -The suggestion was acted upon with alacrity. Leaving the office in -charge of a native watchman, the three youths took _jinrikishas_ and -proceeded to the "bluff," where the sports of the day were to take -place. - -The storm of the preceding night had ended in delightful weather. The -tropical rays of the sun were tempered by a cooling breeze from the bay. -The air was glorious with briskness, and so clear that the majestic peak -of Fuji San seemed within touch. - -The city was in gala attire. Banners of all nations were flaunting in -the breeze, but after the Japanese flag of the Rising Sun, the grand old -Stars and Stripes predominated. It could not be said that the firm of -Manning Brothers & Okuma had failed in patriotism. - -Streaming from a lofty flagstaff on the roof was an immense American -ensign, and draping the _façade_ of the building were others intertwined -with the standard of the country. The streets were decorated with arches -and bunting, and every second native wore a little knot of red, white -and blue. - -It was a unique celebration, from one point of view. Many years before, -the gallant Commodore Perry had sailed into the Bay of Yokohama with a -message of good will from the then President of the United States to the -ruler of Japan. - -At that time the island kingdom was walled in by impassable bulwarks of -exclusiveness and hatred of foreigners. For thousands of years she had -calmly pursued her course of life, lost to civilization, and satisfied -with her reign of idols and depths of barbarism. - -It required a strong hand to force a way to the central power, and time -waited until the Yankee commodore appeared with his fleet of ships. -Other nations had tried to pierce the barrier. England, France, Germany -made repeated attempts, but were repulsed. - -The Dutch secured a foothold of trade, but on the most degrading terms. -Their representatives were compelled to approach the mikado and grovel -upon their knees with heads bowed in the dust. In this debasing attitude -were they greeted with the contempt they deserved, and as slaves to -Japan. - -Much as Americans desired commercial relations with the country, they -would not accept them with humility. In the selection of an envoy the -United States could not have decided on a better man than Commodore -Perry, brother of the hero of Lake Erie. - -Firm, implacable, intelligent, and generous withal, he was the fitting -choice. On reaching Japan he was met with refusals and evasions. He -persisted, and finally the august ruler sent a minor official to confer -with the foreigner. - -"I am here as personal representative of the United States of America, -and I will see no one save the mikado himself, or his highest official," -replied the bluff naval officer. "I have ten ships and two hundred guns, -and here I stay until I am received with the formalities due my -President." - -He finally won the point, and after the usual delay, a treaty was made -between the two countries, to the amazement of the civilized world. This -was the entering wedge which resulted in the Japan of to-day. Lifted -from her barbarism, she has reached a high plane among nations. Small -wonder that her people celebrate the anniversary, and honor the memory -of the immortal Commodore Perry. - -With apologies for this digression, I will again take up the thread of -the story. - - - - -CHAPTER XIV. - -THE BEGINNING OF THE CELEBRATION. - - -_En route_ to the "bluff" the boys came upon a curious procession. As -stated above, the whole town was enjoying a _matsura_, or festival. As -Nattie aptly remarked, it was the Fourth of July, Decoration Day and -Christmas thrown into one. - -In the present case the spectacle was one calculated to make a foreigner -imagine himself in the interior of Africa. Approaching the _jinrikishas_ -occupied by Grant and his companions was a bullock cart, upon which a -raised platform and scaffolding twenty feet high had been constructed. - -The bullock and all were covered with paper decorations, green boughs -and artificial flowers. In front a girl with a grotesque mask danced and -postured, while a dozen musicians twanged impossible instruments and -kept up an incessant tattoo on drums. - -On foot around the _bashi_, as the whole structure is called, were -twenty or thirty lads naked as to their legs, their faces chalked, their -funny little heads covered with straw hats a yard wide, and their -bodies clad in many-colored tunics, decked out with paper streamers and -flowers. - -In front, on all sides, behind, and even under the wheels, were scores -of children marching to the tune of the band--if it could be so -called--much as the youths of America do in the processions, be it -circus or otherwise, in our country. - -The boys forming the guard to the bullock cart marched step by step with -military precision, chanting at the top of their voices, and banging -upon the ground a long iron bar fitted with loose rings. - -The colors, the songs, the dance and the clanging iron, formed together -a combination calculated to draw the attention of every person not deaf, -dumb and blind. To the boys it was a common sight, and they bade their -_karumayas_ hurry forward away from the din. - -On reaching the field on the "bluff," they found an immense throng -awaiting the commencement of ceremonies. The race track had been laid -out in fitting style, and innumerable booths, tents and _kiosks_ filled -two-thirds of the space. - -The morning hours were to be devoted to ancient Japanese games, and the -time after tiffin to modern sports and matches, including the event of -the day, the wrestling. Mori Okuma--an athlete in both European and -native sports--was listed in a bout at Japanese fencing, so he left his -companions for a dressing-tent. - -Nattie and Grant glanced over the vast concourse of people, and -exchanged bows with their many friends. The Americans and English in -foreign countries keep green in their memory the land of their birth, -and in all places where more than one foreigner can be found a club is -organized. - -It is a sort of oasis in the desert of undesirable neighbors, and forms -a core around which cluster good fellowship and the habits and customs -of home. The Strangers' Club in Yokohama had a membership of six -hundred, and they were well represented in the present assemblage. - -Grant and Nattie were well-known members, and they counted their friends -by the hundred. In looking over the field the latter espied a group in -the grand stand which immediately attracted his attention. He pointed -them out to his brother. - -"There is Mr. Black and the two German merchants," he said. "They have -their heads together as if discussing some weighty problem. I wonder -where Ralph is? He is interested in athletics." - -"I'll wager a _yen_ he is about somewhere. So the Germans are hobnobbing -with our esteemed enemy, eh? I'll warrant we are the subject of -conversation. I don't like the way Swartz and Bauer conduct business, -and I guess they know it. They can form an alliance if they wish to. We -needn't lose any sleep over it." - -"There comes Ralph. He is looking in this direction. I wonder what he -thinks about the failure of his confederate, Willis Round, to injure us? -To the deuce with them, anyway! The fencing is about to commence." - -The clapping of hands and a prolonged cheer proclaimed the beginning of -the sports. The _yobidashi_, or caller-out, took his stand upon a -decorated box, and announced a bout at fencing between the ever-pleasant -and most worthy importing merchant, Mori Okuma, and the -greatly-to-be-admired doctor-at-law, Hashimoto Choye. - -At the end of this ceremonious proclamation he introduced our friend and -his antagonist. Both were small in stature, and they presented rather a -comical appearance. Each was padded out of all proportions with folds of -felt and leather. Upon their heads were bonnet-shaped helmets of metal, -and each wore a jacket of lacquered pieces decidedly uncomfortable to -the eye. - -At the word of command attendants rushed in with the weapons. These were -not broadswords, rapiers, nor cutlasses, but a curious instrument -composed of a number of strips of bamboo, skillfully wrought together -and bound. The end was covered with a soft skin bag, and the handle was -very much like that of an ordinary sword. - -Armed with these the combatants faced each other, and at the sound of a -mellow bell fell to with the utmost ferocity. Slash, bang, whack, went -the weapons; the fencers darted here and there, feinted, prodded, cut -and parried, as if they had to secure a certain number of strikes before -the end of the bout. - -It was all very funny to those unaccustomed to the Japanese style of -fencing, and the naval officers from the various warships in port roared -with laughter. To the natives it was evidently deeply interesting, and -they watched the rapid play of the weapons as we do the gyrations of our -favorite pitcher in the national game. - -At the end of five minutes the game was declared finished. The umpire, -an official of the city government, decided in favor of Mori, and that -youth fled to the dressing-tent to escape the plaudits of the audience. -He received the congratulations of Grant and Nattie with evident -pleasure, however. - -The next item on the programme was a novel race between trained storks. -Then came a creeping match between a score of native youngsters, and so -the morning passed with jugglery and racing and many sports of the -ancient island kingdom. - -At noon tiffin was served to the club and its guests in a large -pavilion placed in the center of the grounds. The ceremonies recommenced -at two o'clock with a running match between a dozen trained athletes. Of -all the spectators, probably the happiest was Grant Manning. - -Deprived of participation in the various sports by his deformity, he -seemed to take a greater interest from that very fact. He clapped his -hands and shouted with glee at every point, and was the first to -congratulate the winners as they left the track. - -The time for the great event of the day finally arrived. At three the -master of ceremonies, clad in _kamishimo_, or ancient garb, mounted his -stand and announced in stentorian tones: - -"The next event on the programme will be a contest in wrestling between -six gentlemen of this city. Those persons whose names are listed with -the secretary will report in the dressing-tent." - -"That calls me," cried Nattie, gayly. "Boys, bring out your rabbits' -feet and your lucky coins." - -"You don't know the name of your antagonist?" asked Mori. - -"No; nor will I until we enter the ring. Small matter. I feel in fine -trim, and I intend to do the best I can. So long." - -"Luck with you, Nattie," called out all within hearing, casting admiring -glances after the handsome, athletic lad. - -Directly in front of the grand stand a ring had been constructed -something after the fashion of the old-time circus ring. The surface was -sprinkled with a soft, black sand, and the ground carefully leveled. -Overhead stretched a canopy of matting, supported by a number of bamboo -poles wrapped in red, white and blue bunting. - -At the four corners of the arena were mats for the judges, and in the -center an umpire in gorgeous costume took his place. By permission of -the Nomino Sakune Jinsha Society, which controls the national game of -wrestling in the empire, their hereditary judges were to act in the -present match. - -After Nattie disappeared in the dressing-tent a short delay occurred. As -usual, the audience indicated their impatience with shouts and calls, -and the ever-present small boy made shrill noises upon various quaint -instruments. - -Suddenly a herald with a trumpet emerged from the tent, and the vast -concourse became quiet. He sounded a blast, the canvas flaps of two -openings were pulled aside, and two lads bare as to chest and with legs -clad in trunks bounded into the arena. - -A murmur of surprise came from the audience; the antagonists faced each -other, and then glared a bitter defiance. From one entrance had come -Nattie Manning, and from the other--Ralph Black! - - - - -CHAPTER XV. - -THE WRESTLING MATCH. - - -Nattie's several encounters with the younger member of the English firm -had been duly discussed in the club, and the discomfiture of the elder -merchant during his call upon Grant had been a toothsome morsel for the -gossipers of the city. - -The enmity between the houses of Manning and Black was the common talk -among the foreigners of Yokohama. They were aware of the cause of the -trouble, and knew the suspicions concerning the payment of the -now-famous debt. - -And when the opening of the flaps in the dressing-tent had disclosed the -youths destined to face each other for the supremacy of the wrestling -ring, a murmuring sound rolled through the concourse like the echoes of -a passing wind. - -"It's young Black and Nattie Manning!" cried more than one. "Whew! there -will be a warm tussle now." - -Over in one corner of the grand stand Grant and Mori sat in amazement. -The _dénouement_ was entirely unexpected to them. Not long did they -remain silent. Up sprang the lame youth, his kindly face glowing with -excitement. Mounting a vacant chair despite his infirmity, he shook a -bundle of English notes in the air, and shouted: - -"Ten to one on my brother! Ten to one! ten to one! Twenty pounds even -that he secures the first two points! Whoop! where are the backers of -the other side? I'll make it fifteen to one in five-pound notes. Who -will take the bet?" - -In the meantime Mori had not been idle. Forcing his way directly to -where Mr. Black was sitting with the Germans, he shook a bag of coin in -the air, and dared them to place a wager with him. Following his example -came half a dozen American friends of the new firm, and presently the -grand stand resounded with the cries of eager bettors. - -Down in the arena Nattie and Ralph stood confronting one another like -tigers in a forest jungle. The former's face was set with determination. -He had long wished for just such an opportunity. It had come at last. - -Ralph's face wore a peculiar pallor. It was not fear, but rather that of -one who felt the courage of desperation. He well knew there was little -difference in physical strength between them, but he appeared to lack -the stamina of honesty and merit. - -Both lads were in the pink of condition, and they formed a picture -appealing to the hearts of all lovers of athletics. There was not an -ounce of superfluous flesh on either. If anything, Ralph was slightly -taller, but Nattie's arms gave promise of greater length and muscle. - -Presently the din in the grand stand ceased. Wagers had been given and -taken on both sides with great freedom. Grant had collapsed into a chair -with his purse empty and his notebook covered with bets. Mori was still -seeking takers with great persistency. - -A blast was sounded on the herald's trumpet, and the eyes of the vast -audience were centered on the ring. The judges took their places, the -umpire hopped to the middle, and with a wave of his fan gave the signal. - -Nattie and Ralph faced each other, eye to eye. Slowly sinking down until -their hands rested upon their knees, they waited for an opportunity to -grapple. - -The silence was intense. The far-away echoes of a steamer's whistle came -from the distant bay. A chant of voices sounding like the murmur of -humming-birds was wafted in from a neighboring temple. The hoarse -croaking of a black crow--the city's scavenger--came from a circling -figure overhead. - -A minute passed. - -Nattie straightened. Ralph followed his example. Warily they approached -each other. Face to face, and eye to eye; intent upon every step, they -began to march sideways; always watching, always seeking for an opening. -Their hands twitched in readiness for a dash, a grip, a tug. - -Each had his weight thrown slightly forward, and his shoulders slouched -a little, watching for an unwary move. Nattie feinted suddenly. His -right arm darted out, he touched Ralph's shoulder, but the English youth -dodged, only to be grasped by the waist by his antagonist's left hand. - -There was a sharp tug, a whirl of the figures, then they broke away, -each still upon his feet. A vast sigh came from the audience, and Grant -chuckled almost deliriously. - -The antagonists rested, still confronting each other. Ralph's pallor had -given way to an angry flush. His lips moved as if muttering oaths. -Nattie remained cool and imperturbable. His was the advantage. Coolness -in combat is half the battle. Those in the audience that had risked -their money upon the merchant's son began to regret their actions. - -The match was not won, however. - -At the end of five minutes a signal came from the umpire. Before the -flash of his brilliantly decorated fan had vanished from the eyes of -the audience, Nattie darted forward and clashed breast to breast against -Ralph. - -The latter put forth his arms blindly, gropingly; secured a partial hold -of his opponent's neck, essayed a backward lunge, but in the hasty -effort stumbled and suddenly found himself upon his back with the -scattering gusts of sand settling around him. - -And then how the grand stand rang with cheers! - -"First bout for Manning!" - -"A fair fall, and a great one!" - -High above the tumult of sounds echoed a shrill voice: - -"Thirty to one on my brother! I offer it in sovereigns! Take it up if -you dare!" - -The victor stood modestly bowing from side to side, but there was a -glitter of pride in his eyes which told of the pleasure he felt--doubly -a pleasure, because his antagonist was Ralph Black. - -The latter had been assisted to his feet by the men appointed for the -purpose. He was trembling in every limb, but it was from rage, not -exhaustion. His breath came in short, quick gasps, and he glared at -Nattie as if meditating an assault. - -Again the umpire's fan gave the signal, and once more the combatants -faced each other for the second point. And now happened a grievous thing -for our heroes. - -Nattie was not ordinarily self-assured. There was no room in his -character for conceit; but his triumph in the present case caused him to -make a very serious mistake. - -He failed at this critical moment to bear in mind Moltke's famous -advice: "He who would win in war must put himself in his enemy's place." -Flushed with his victory he entered into the second bout with a -carelessness that brought him to disaster in the twinkling of an eye. - -Ralph Black, smarting under defeat, kept his wits about him, however, -and, adopting his opponent's tactics, made a fierce rush at the instant -of the signal. Grasping Nattie by the waist, he forced him aside, and -then backward with irresistible force. - -The result--the lad found himself occupying almost the same spot of -earth which bore Ralph's former imprint. Now was the time for the -opposition to cheer, and that they did right royally. Counter shouts -came from the American faction, and again Grant and Mori's voices arose -above the tumult inviting wagers. - -Five minutes of rest, then came the time for the final and decisive -bout. - -It was with very different feelings that Nattie passed to the center of -the ring now. His handsome face plainly bespoke humiliation, but there -was a flash of the eyes which also announced a grim and desperate -determination. It was like that of Ben Hur when he swept around the -arena with his chargers on the last circle. - -Ralph was plainly elated. He paused long enough to wave one hand toward -a group of friends; then the twain faced for the last time. It was -evident from the outset that the bout would not last very long. - -Warily, and with the utmost caution, the lads confronted each other. -Side by side they edged and retreated. A silence as of the tombs of -forgotten races fell upon the audience. - -Suddenly--no man's eyes were quick enough to see the start--Nattie -dropped almost on all fours at Ralph's feet. He lunged forward, grasped -the English youth's hips, then with a mighty effort which brought the -blood in a scarlet wave to his face, he surged upward, and, with a -crash, the merchant's son lay a motionless heap in the center of the -arena! - -And the match was won! - - - - -CHAPTER XVI. - -AFTER THE VICTORY. - - -The match was won, and Nattie had come out victorious. There was an -instant of silence after the clever throw--silence like that which -precedes a storm--then the grounds rang with a tumult of applause. - -With shouts and yells, with clapping of hands and piercing whistles the -vast audience proclaimed their appreciation. Men nearer the ring climbed -over the low railing and lifting the blushing lad to their shoulders, -formed the nucleus of a triumphal procession. - -Around the arena they marched until at last Nattie struggled free by -main force. Retreating to the dressing-tent, he disappeared within its -shelter, followed by Grant and Mori. The latter were so filled with joy -that they could not find qualifying words in either language, so they -shouted alternately in Japanese and English. - -In the meantime the defeated wrestler had been brought to a realization -of his discomfiture by his father and several surgeons. The fall had -stunned him, but no bones were broken. Leaning on his parent, he retired -to a _jinrikisha_ and left the field without changing his costume. - -In the dressing-tent Nattie and his companions were holding gay -carnival over the victory. The little apartment was crowded with -Americans, both civilian and naval, and it soon became evident that the -triumph was being regarded as an international affair. It was a victory -of the American element over the English. - -The difference between Nattie and Ralph had given way to something of -greater importance. Through some unexplained reason a strong -undercurrent of jealousy exists between members of the two countries in -foreign climes, and evidences crop to the surface at intervals. - -It generally manifests itself in just such occasions as the present, and -from the moment Nattie and Ralph were matched together in the arena, the -American and English took sides with their respective countrymen. - -The overwhelming importance of the first match detracted all interest -from those following, and the celebration was soon brought to a close. -Nattie and his companions finally escaped from the field. At Grant's -invitation a number of the Americans accompanied him to a well-known tea -house in the city where dinner was served in honor of the occasion. - -Of course the victor was the lion of the feast, but he bore his honors -modestly. On being called upon for a speech he displayed greater -trepidation than when he confronted his antagonist in the arena. At -last yielding to the vociferous invitation, he arose from his chair and -said, bluntly: - -"I am no hand to talk, my friends. In our firm my Brother Grant is my -mouthpiece. But I can say that I appreciate this honor, and that I am -almighty glad I defeated Ralph Black. I guess you know the reason why. I -thank you for your kindness." - -Then he abruptly resumed his seat, amid the cheers of the party who -voted him a good fellow with the enthusiasm of such occasions. The -impromptu banquet came to an end in due time, and the coming of the -morrow found the boys again at work in the counting-room of Manning -Brothers & Okuma. - -It was with a chuckle of great satisfaction that Grant counted up the -results of his wagers made in the grand stand. He checked off each item -with glee, and finally announced to his companions that he was three -hundred pounds ahead. - -"I don't care a broken penny for the money," he said. "In fact, I intend -to turn it over to the hospital fund, but it's the fact of beating those -Englishmen that tickles me. Nattie, if you had permitted Ralph Black to -throw you in that last bout I would have disowned you and retired to a -Shinton monastery." - -"My, what a fate I saved you from!" grinned his brother. "Fancy you a -monk with that hoppity-skip foot of yours. But how is Ralph? Have either -of you heard?" - -"Some one told me this morning that he was feeling very sore--in -spirits," laughed Mori. "They say he took the early train for Kobe, -where he intends to stay until his humiliation has a chance to -disappear." - -"I'll wager a _yen_ yesterday's work has not increased his liking for -us," carelessly remarked the lame youth. "What did you get out of his -father and those Germans, Mori? I saw you hovering about them with a bag -of coin. Did the old man do any betting?" - -"Five hundred dollars. I gave him odds of seven to one. I also have the -German merchants, Swartz and Bauer, listed for a cool thousand. Whew! -won't they groan in bitterness of spirit when I send over for the -money?" - -"I only regret one thing in the whole affair," said Nattie. "And that is -my confounded carelessness in permitting Ralph to throw me in the second -bout. It was a case of 'swell-head,' I suppose. The first throw was so -easy I thought all the rest would be like it. However, all's well that -ends well. The match is won, and the English will sing low for a time." - -During the balance of the week the members of the new firm labored -early and late arranging their shipments of tea and silks. Each steamer -carried a consignment of goods to America, and in return came cargoes of -merchandise, flour, printed goods, machinery and wool. - -The events of the past few days had advertised the firm to such an -extent that the volume of business became burdensome. In due course of -time the flood of money turned and began to flow back into the coffers. -Bills outstanding at short periods matured, and the bank account assumed -healthy proportions. - -Mori was compelled to withdraw his last loan of thirty thousand dollars, -given at a most critical point in the firm's brief existence despite his -protest. At the end of the third week two extra warehouses were leased, -and the clerical force in the office doubled. - -All this was very comforting to Grant and his associates, but there -still remained a more valuable prize. The rumors of war between China -and Japan, which had bubbled to the surface of the political caldron -many times during the past year, now began to attract public attention. - -The government disclaimed any idea of impending war, but it quietly -proceeded with its preparations at the same time. It was known among the -merchants that a large order for arms and ammunition would be given out -on the first day of August, and the competition became very keen. - -Through his personal friendship with the secretary of war, and the -integrity of the new firm, Grant was acknowledged as possessing the best -chance. There was one company, however, that had not given up hope of -securing the prize, and that was the firm of Black & Son. - -The reader will doubtless remember the meeting held in the English -merchant's office between father and son and the ex-bookkeeper, Willis -Round. At that consultation the latter had disclosed a plan for the -defeat of Grant Manning. - -The affair of the "go-down," when Round was foiled in his attempt to -start a conflagration, delayed the schemes of the conspirators, but the -near approach of the time for awarding the valuable contract, again -found them at work. - -Mr. Black was the only one of the three present in Yokohama. Willis -Round was an exile for obvious reasons, and Ralph chose to absent -himself after the wrestling match on the seventh of July. By arrangement -the twain met in an interior village north of the capital, where they -schemed and plotted for the downfall of their enemies. - -At the expiration of two weeks Patrick Cronin was released from jail -and advised by the authorities to leave the country. Thus everything -promised peace for our heroes, and the prosperity of honest labor fell -to their lot day by day. - -All three were too shrewd to allow such a pleasant state of affairs to -lull their watchfulness. They knew that in war silence is ominous, and -that many a maneuver is projected under the veil of a temporary truce. -As it came to pass, however, something occurred that deceived even -Nattie's suspicious eye. - - - - -CHAPTER XVII. - -THE TURNING UP OF A BAD PENNY AND ITS RESULTS. - - -Nattie's duties as warehouseman and shipper of the firm took him aboard -the shipping of the port day by day. When a consignment of tea or silk -was conveyed from the "go-down" in lighters to the steamers riding at -anchor in the bay, the lad would visit the vessels to see that the goods -were checked properly. - -Also when the smaller coasting craft would arrive from other ports with -cargoes from the local agents of the firm, Nattie's duty carried him on -board to sign the receipts. - -One morning while on the latter journey to a coaster from Kobe he was -surprised to see an old acquaintance among the crew. It was the recreant -watchman, Patrick Cronin. - -Still harboring resentment for the fellow's actions on that memorable -night when Willis Round made his dastardly attempt to fire the "go-down" -with its valuable contents, Nattie passed him without recognition. After -attending to his business on board, he started to leave the little -steamer. - -As he was preparing to descend to his cutter, he felt a touch upon his -shoulder. Turning, he saw Patrick with an expression of great humility -upon his rugged face. - -"What is it?" asked Nattie, sharply. - -"I beg your pardon, sir, but could Oi have a bit of a talk wid yer?" -replied the Irishman, pleadingly. - -"Well, what do you wish to say? Make haste; I am in a hurry." - -"Could yer step back here a bit where we won't be overheard, sir? It's -something of interest to yourself Oi have to say, sir. Maybe ye'll think -it's valuable information Oi have before Oi'm through." - -Laughing incredulously, Nattie walked over to the break of the -forecastle, and bade his companion proceed with his yarn. He thought it -would prove to be a sly attempt to secure another position with the -firm, and he firmly intended to refuse the request. - -"Now what is it?" he again demanded, impatiently. - -"It's mad ye are at me, Oi suppose?" - -"See here, Patrick Cronin, if you have anything to tell me, speak out. -My time is too valuable to waste just now. If you intend to ask for a -situation with the firm you had better save your breath. One experience -with you is enough." - -Instead of becoming angry at this plain talk, Patrick set to chuckling -with good humor. - -"Oi don't blame yer for being down on me," he said, with what seemed -very like a wink. "Oi should not have let that spalpane tempt me wid th' -drink. Oi have it in for him, and by th' same token that's why Oi'm now -talking to yer." - -"Do you know where Willis Round is?" quickly asked Nattie. - -"Maybe Oi do, and maybe Oi don't. It's for you to say, sir." - -"For me to say? What have I to do with it?" - -"Would yer like to capture him?" asked Patrick, cunningly. - -Nattie thought a moment before replying. Would it really be worth the -candle to bring the ex-bookkeeper to justice? The chase might entail a -journey and some expense. But then would it not be advisable for the -sake of future peace to have Round behind prison bars? - -"As long as he is at liberty," thought the lad, "we can expect trouble. -This chance of disarming him should not be neglected." - -"Yes; I would very much like to capture the fellow," he added, aloud. "I -suppose you know where he is, or you would not mention the subject." - -"I do know his whereabouts this blessed minute." - -"Well?" - -The Irishman leered significantly. - -"Ah, you wish to sell the information, I suppose?" said Nattie, a light -breaking in upon him. - -"It's wise ye are." - -"Can you tell me exactly where he is, so that I can send and have him -arrested?" - -"No, no. Ye mustn't send the police, sir. If ye want to capture the -spalpane ye must go yerself, or wid a friend. The boobies of officers -would spoil everything. If Oi give the man away Oi must be sure he will -be put in prison, as he'd kill me for informing on him." - -"Oh, I see," said Nattie, contemptuously. "You wish to save your -precious skin. Well, if it is worth while I'll go for him myself, or -probably take Mori. Now where is he?" - -"Is the information worth twenty pounds, sir?" - -"No; decidedly not." - -Patrick looked discomfited. - -"But think of th' good Oi'm doing yer," he pleaded. "Mister Round is a -bad man, and he'll keep yer in a torment of suspense until ye put him -away. Won't ye make it twenty pounds, sir?" - -"No." - -"Then how much?" - -"Half that is a big amount for the information." - -"Call it twelve pounds, and it's a bargain." - -"All right; but understand, you are not to get a cent until the man is -captured." - -"Oh, Oi'll agree to that. Oi'll go wid yer if ye pay the fare." - -"Very well. Now where is Willis Round?" - -"He's stopping in Nagasaki." - -"Nagasaki? What part?" - -"That Oi'll show yer in due time. He's hid away in a place ye wouldn't -dream of lookin' into. When do you want to start, sir?" - -"As soon as possible. We can leave on the evening train and reach there -by daylight. Get your discharge from the steamer and report to me at the -station about six o'clock." - -"And who will ye take besides me, sir? It'll be just as well to have a -mate, as there's no telling what'll happen." - -Nattie eyed the speaker keenly. - -"So you think there will be no trouble in effecting the capture, eh?" he -said. - -"No; but it's a good thing to be prepared in this worruld." - -"There is more truth than poetry in that," was the grim reply. "I think -Mr. Okuma will accompany me. He intended to run down in that direction -before long, anyway. Now don't fail, Patrick. Be at the station at six." - -The ex-watchman waved his hand in assent as the lad entered his boat, -then he retreated to the forecastle with an expression of great -satisfaction upon his face. During the balance of the morning he -proceeded about his work with evident good humor. - -Shortly before noon he borrowed a piece of paper and an envelope from -the purser, and laboriously indited a letter with the stump of a lead -pencil. Sealing the epistle, he wrote upon the back: - - - "MISTER JESSE BLACK, ESQ., - "The Bund, forninst Main Street, - "Yokohammer, Japan." - - -After regarding his work with complacency, he asked the captain for his -discharge. On being paid off, he went ashore and disappeared in the -direction of the general post office. - -In the meantime Nattie had returned to the office, supremely unconscious -of Patrick's duplicity. He found Grant and Mori making up the invoices -for a cargo of lacquered ware. He explained his news at once. - -"It's a good chance to strike Black & Son a blow they will be not -likely to forget in a hurry," he added, throwing himself into a chair. -"Perhaps we can get a confession from the fellow, also." - -"You mean about that debt?" asked Mori. - -"Yes. When he is compelled to face a five years' sentence for attempted -arson perhaps he'll 'split' on his confederates. In that case if it -turns out as we suspect, the English firm will be wiped out." - -Grant shook his head doubtfully. - -"I do not like the source of your information, Nattie," he said. "In my -opinion, Patrick Cronin is not to be trusted." - -"Oh, he's all right. He has it in for Round for playing him such a -trick, and he is trying to get even. Then the twelve pounds is something -to him." - -"We might run down to Nagasaki," thoughtfully remarked the Japanese -youth. "I intended to drum up trade in that direction, anyway. It will -be a nice little trip, even if nothing comes of it." - -"Something tells me that it will be a wild-goose chase," replied Grant. -"You can try it, though. I can spare both of you for three or four days -about now. You need a vacation, anyway." - -"What about yourself, brother?" asked Nattie, generously. "You have -worked harder than either of us. Why can't you come also?" - -"What, and leave the business go to the dogs! Oh, no, my dear boy. What -would I do with a vacation? I am never happier than when I am pouring -over accounts in this office, believe me. Get away with you now. Run -home and pack up for your trip. But let me give you a bit of advice." - -"What is it?" - -"Take revolvers, and see that the cartridges are in good condition. -Also, don't go poking about the suburbs of Nagasaki without a squad of -police." - -"One would think we are bound after a band of outlaws in the Indian -Territory at home," laughed Nattie. "Willis Round is not such a -formidable man as all that." - -"No; but you don't know who else you may have to contend with. Another -thing: keep your eye on Patrick Cronin. Good-by." - -On reaching the station that evening Mori and Nattie found the Irishman -awaiting their arrival. He was all smiles and good humor, and his rugged -face was as guileless as that of a new-born babe. Verily the human -countenance is not always an index to one's true nature. - -"It's plazed Oi am to see yer, gentlemen," he said, suavely. "I did -think ye might be after changing yer minds. It's near train time now." - -"We are here," replied Nattie, briefly. "Get into the car." - -He purchased three tickets, for Nagasaki by way of Kobe and followed -them into the train. A moment later the long line of coaches left the -station and rolled rapidly on into the night. - -After a brief stop at Kobe, which was reached shortly before daybreak, -the train resumed its course along the edge of the sea. A short distance -from the city the tracks were laid directly upon the coast, only a -parapet of stone separating the rails from the water's edge. - -Feeling restless and unable to sleep, Nattie left his bed, and throwing -on his outer clothing, stepped out upon the platform. He was presently -joined by Mori, and the twain stood watching the flitting panorama. - -A storm, which had been gathering in the south, presently broke, lashing -the broad surface of the sea into an expanse of towering waves. As the -gale increased in force, the caps of water began to break over the -parapet in salty spray. - -"Whew! I guess we had better beat a retreat," exclaimed Mori, after -receiving an extra dash of moisture. - -"Wait a moment," pleaded Nattie. "I hate to leave such a grand scene. -What a picture the angry seas make! My! that was a tremendous wave! It -actually shook the train." - -"Murder and saints!" groaned a voice at his elbow. "Phwat is the matter, -sir? Is it going to sea we are in a train of cars? 'Tis the first time -Patrick Cronin ever traveled on a craft without masts or hull. Oi think -it do be dangerous along here, saving yer presence." - -Before either Nattie or Mori could reply to the evidently truthful -remark, a line of water, curling upward in threatening crests, dashed -over the parapet and fairly deluged the platforms. It was with the -greatest difficulty the three could retain their hold. - -Now thoroughly alarmed, they endeavored to enter the car. Suddenly the -speed of the train became lessened, then it stopped altogether. A moment -later the grinding of heavy driving wheels was heard, and the line of -coaches began to back up the track. It was a precaution taken too late. - -Before the cars had obtained much headway a wall of glistening water was -hurled over the parapet with resistless force, sweeping everything -before it. Amid the shouts and screams of a hundred victims the coaches -and engine were tumbled haphazard from the track, piling up in a mass of -wreckage against the cliff. - - - - -CHAPTER XVIII. - -EVIL TIDINGS. - - -To those who have not experienced the coming of sudden disaster, word -descriptions are feeble. It is easy to tell how this and that occurred; -to speak of the wails and cries of the injured; to try to depict the -scene in sturdy English, but the soul-thrilling terror, the horror, and -physical pain of the moment must be felt. - -In the present case the accident was so entirely unexpected that the -very occurrence carried an added quota of dreadful dismay. The spot had -never been considered unsafe. At the time of construction eminent -engineers had decided that it would be perfectly feasible to lay the -rails close to the edge of the sea. - -A stout parapet of stone afforded ample protection, in their opinion, -but they had not gauged the resistless power of old ocean. The coming of -a fierce south wind worked the mischief, and in much less time than is -required in the telling, the doomed train was cast a mass of wreckage -against the unyielding face of the cliff. - -The first crash extinguished the lights, adding impenetrable darkness to -the scene. It found Nattie and Mori within touch of each other. They -instinctively grouped together; but a second and more violent wrench of -the coach sent them flying in different directions. - -The instinct of life is strong in all. The drowning wretch's grasp at a -straw is only typical of what mortals will do to keep aglow the vital -spark. - -Terror-stricken, and stunned from the force of the shock, Nattie still -fought desperately for existence. He felt the coach reeling beneath his -feet, he was tossed helplessly like a truss of hay from side to side, -and then almost at his elbow he heard a familiar voice shrieking: - -"Mercy! mercy! The blessed saints have mercy upon a poor sinner. Oi'm -sorry for me misdeeds. Oi regret that Oi was even now going against the -law. Oi confess that Oi meant to lead them two young fellows away so -that----" - -The words ended in a dreadful groan as the car gave a violent lurch, -then Nattie felt a shock of pain and he lost consciousness. When he came -to, it was to find the bright sun shining in his face. - -It was several moments before he could recognize his surroundings. A -sound as of persons moaning in agony brought back the dreadful truth. He -found himself lying upon a stretcher, and near at hand were others, each -bearing a similar burden. - -The temporary beds were stretched along the face of the cliff. A dozen -feet away was a huge mass of shattered coaches and the wreck of a -locomotive. A number of Japanese were still working amid the _débris_, -evidently in search of more victims of the disaster. - -Nattie attempted to rise, but the movement caused him excruciating pain -in the left shoulder. A native, evidently a surgeon, was passing at the -moment, and noticing the action, he said, with a smile of encouragement: - -"Just keep quiet, my lad. You are all right, merely a dislocation. Do -not worry, we will see that you are well taken care of." - -"But my friend?" replied the boy, faintly. "His name is Mori Okuma, and -he was near me when the accident occurred. Can you tell me anything of -him? Is he safe?" - -"Is he one of my countrymen, a youth like yourself, and clad in tweed?" - -"Yes, yes." - -"Well, I can relieve your anxiety," was the cheering reply. "He is -working like a trooper over there among the coaches. It was he who -rescued you and brought you here. Wait; I will call him." - -A moment later Mori made his appearance, but how sadly changed was his -usually neat appearance. His hat was gone, his clothing torn and -disordered, and his face grimed with dust and dirt. He laughed cheerily, -however, on seeing Nattie, and made haste to congratulate him on his -escape. - -"This is brave," he exclaimed. "You will soon be all right, old boy. No, -don't try to get up; your arm is dislocated at the shoulder, and perfect -quiet is absolutely necessary." - -"But I can't lie here like a stick, Mori," groaned the lad. "What's a -dislocation, anyway? It shouldn't keep a fellow upon his back." - -"You had better take the doctor's advice. The relief train will start -for Kobe before long, and once in a good hotel, you can move about. This -is a terrible accident. Fully twenty persons have lost their lives, and -as many more wounded." - -"Have you seen anything of Patrick Cronin?" - -"No, nothing. It is thought several bodies were carried out to sea when -the water rolled back after tearing away the parapet. His may be one of -them." - -The Irishman's words, heard during the height of the turmoil, returned -to Nattie. He now saw the significance of the Irishman's cry. - -"Something is up, Mori," he said, gravely, explaining the matter. "It -certainly seems as if Patrick was leading us on a wild-goose chase." - -"That was Grant's impression, anyway. Did the fellow really use those -words?" - -"Yes, and he evidently told the truth. He was in fear of death, and he -confessed aloud that he was leading us away so that something could -happen. At the interesting moment his voice died away to a groan, then I -lost consciousness." - -"What do you think he could have meant?" - -"It is something to do with the Blacks, I'll wager." - -"But does he know them?" - -"He is acquainted with Willis Round, and that is the same thing." - -Mori seemed doubtful. - -"You don't think he intended to lead us into a trap?" he asked, -incredulously. - -"Hardly, but----" - -"Grant?" - -Nattie sat up in the stretcher despite the pain the effort caused him. - -"Mori, we must communicate with him at once," he said. "There is no -telling what could happen while we are away. Confound it! I'll never -forgive myself if this should prove to be a ruse. Can you telegraph from -here?" - -"No, we must wait until we reach Kobe. Now don't excite yourself, my -dear fellow. You will only work into a fever, and that will retard your -recovery. I really think we are mistaken. But even if it should prove -true, it won't mend matters by making yourself worse." - -The lad fell back with a groan. He acknowledged the wisdom of Mori's -remark, and he remained quiet until the relief train finally carried him -with the balance of the survivors to the city they had recently left. -Mori hastened to the telegraph office after seeing his charge to a -hotel. - -What Nattie suffered in spirit during the Japanese youth's absence can -only be measured by the great love he bore his crippled brother. The -very thought that something had happened to him was anguish. He knew -that Grant was bravery itself despite his physical disability, and that -he would not hesitate to confront his enemies single-handed. - -When the turning of the door knob proclaimed Mori's return, Nattie -actually bounded from the bed and met him halfway. One glance at the -Japanese youth's face was enough. Evil news was written there with a -vivid brush. In one hand he held a telegram, which he gave to his -companion without a word. - - - - -CHAPTER XIX. - -BAD NEWS CONFIRMED. - - -Nattie took the telegram with a sinking heart. He had already read -disquieting news in Mori's face, and for a moment he fumbled at the -paper as if almost afraid to open it. Finally mustering up courage, he -scanned the following words: - - - "Message received. Grant cannot be found. He left office at usual - time last night, but did not appear at his home. Have done nothing - in the matter yet. Wire instructions. Sorry to hear of accident." - - -It was signed by the chief bookkeeper, a Scotchman, named Burr. He was a -typical representative of his race, canny, hard-headed, and thoroughly -reliable. Sentiment had no place in his nature, but he was as -impregnable in honesty as the crags of his own country. - -Poor Nattie read the telegram a second, then a third time. The words -seemed burned into his brain. There could be only one meaning: Grant -Manning had met with disaster. But where, and how? And through whom? The -last question was easily answered. - -"Mori," he said, with a trembling voice, "this is the work of the -Blacks and that scoundrel, Willis Round." - -"Something may have happened, but we are not yet certain," gravely -replied the Japanese youth. "Surely Grant could take a day off without -our thinking the worse." - -"You do not know my brother," answered the lad, steadfastly. "He hasn't -a bad habit in the world, and the sun is not more regular than he. No, -something has happened, and we must leave for Yokohama by the first -train." - -"It is simply impossible for you to go," expostulated Mori. "The doctor -said you must not stir from bed for three days at the very least. I will -run down at once, but you must remain here." - -"If the affair was reversed, Grant would break the bounds of his tomb to -come to me," Nattie replied, simply. "Send for a surgeon and ask him to -fix this shoulder for traveling. I want to leave within an hour." - -The young Japanese threw up both hands in despair, but he left without -further words. In due time the man of medicine appeared and bandaged the -dislocated member. A few moments later Nattie and Mori boarded the train -for the north. - -As the string of coaches whirled through valley and dell, past paddy -fields with their queer network of ridges and irrigating ditches; past -groups of open-eyed natives dressed in the quaint blue costumes of the -lower classes; through small clusters of thatched bamboo houses, each -with its quota of cheerful, laughing babies, tumbling about in the -patches of gardens much as the babies of other climes do, Nattie fell to -thinking of the great misfortune which had overtaken the firm. - -"If something has happened to Grant--which may God forbid--it will be -greatly to the interest of Jesse Black," he said, turning to his -companion. "Everything points in their direction. The first question in -such a case is, who will it benefit?" - -"You refer to the army contracts?" - -"Yes. It means to the person securing them a profit of over one hundred -thousand dollars, and that is a prize valuable enough to tempt a more -scrupulous man than the English merchant." - -"I think you are right. If Grant has been waylaid, or spirited away, -which is yet to be proven, we have something to work on. We will know -where to start the search." - -Yokohama was reached by nightfall. Mori had telegraphed ahead, and they -found Mr. Burr, a tall, grave man with a sandy beard, awaiting them. He -expressed much sympathy for Nattie's condition, and then led the way to -the _jinrikishas_. - -"I can explain matters better in the office," he said, in answer to an -eager question. "'Tis an uncou' night eenyway, and we'll do better under -shelter." - -Compelled to restrain their impatience perforce, his companions sank -back in silence and watched the nimble feet of the _karumayas_ as they -trotted along the streets on the way to the Bund. - -Turning suddenly into the broad, well-lighted main street, they overtook -a man pacing moodily toward the bay. As they dashed past, Nattie glanced -at him; then, with an imprecation, the lad stood up in his vehicle. A -twinge of pain in the disabled shoulder sent him back again. - -Noting the action, Mori looked behind him, and just in time to see the -man slip into a convenient doorway. It was Mr. Black. - -"Keep cool, Nattie," he called out. "Confronting him without proof won't -help us." - -"But did you see how he acted when he caught sight of us?" - -"Yes, and it meant guilt. He tried to dodge out of our sight." - -On reaching the office, Mr. Burr led the way inside. Lighting the gas, -he placed chairs for his companions, and seated himself at his desk. - -"Noo I will explain everything," he said, gravely. "But first tell me if -ye anticipate anything serious? Has Mr. Grant absented himself before?" - -"Never," Nattie replied to the last question. - -"Weel, then, the situation is thus: Last night he left here at the usual -hour and took a _'rikisha_ in front of the door. I was looking through -the window at the time, and I saw him disappear around the corner of -Main Street. I opened the office this morning at eight by the clock, and -prepared several papers and checks for his signature. Time passed and he -did na' show oop. - -"At eleven I sent a messenger to the house on the 'bluff.' The boy -returned with the information from the servants that Mr. Grant had not -been home. Somewhat alarmed, I sent coolies through the town to all the -places where he might have called, but without results. I received your -telegram and answered it at once. And that's all I know." - -The information was meager enough. Nattie and Mori exchanged glances of -apprehension. Their worst fears were realized. That some disaster had -happened to Grant was now evident. The former sprang to his feet and -started toward the door without a word. - -"Where are you going?" asked the Japanese youth, hastily. - -"To see Mr. Black," was the determined reply. "The villain is -responsible for this." - -"But what proof can you present? Don't do anything rash, Nattie. We must -talk it over and consider the best plan to be followed. We must search -for a clew." - -"And in the meantime they will kill him. Oh, Mori, I can't sit here and -parley words while my brother is in danger. I know Ralph Black and his -father. They would not hesitate at anything to make money. Even human -life would not stop them." - -"That may be. Still, you surely can see that we must go slow in the -matter. Believe me, Grant's disappearance affects me even more than if -he was a near relative. I intend to enter heart and soul into the search -for him. Everything I possess, my fortune, all, is at his disposal. But -I must counsel patience." - -The tears welled in Nattie's eyes. He tried to mutter his thanks, but -his emotion was too great. He extended his hand, and it was grasped by -the young native with fraternal will. The Scot had been eying them with -his habitual placidity. The opening of a crater under the office floor -would not have altered his calm demeanor. - -"Weel, now," he said, slowly, "can you no explain matters to me? I am -groping about in the dark." - -"You shall be told everything," replied Mori. - -He speedily placed him in possession of all the facts. Mr. Burr listened -to the story without comment. At the conclusion he said, in his quiet -way: - -"I am no great hand at detective work, but I can see as far thro' a -millstone as any mon with twa gude eyes. Mister Grant has been kidnaped, -and ye don't need to look farther than the Black's for a clew." - -"That is my opinion exactly," exclaimed Nattie. - -"I am with you both," said Mori, "but I still insist that we go slow in -accusing them. It stands to reason that to make a demand now would warn -the conspirators--for such they are--that we suspect them. We must work -on the quiet." - -"You are right, sir," agreed Mr. Burr. - -"What is your plan?" asked Nattie, with natural impatience. - -"It is to place Mr. Burr in charge of the business at once, and for us -to start forth in search of possible clews. I will try to put a man in -the Black residence, and another in his office. We must hire a number of -private detectives--I know a dozen--and set them to work scouring the -city. The station master, the keeper of every road, the railway guards, -all must be closely questioned. And in the meantime, while I am posting -Mr. Burr, you must go home and keep as quiet as you can. Remember, -excitement will produce inflammation in that shoulder, and inflammation -means many days in bed." - -The authoritative tone of the young Japanese had its effect. Grumbling -at his enforced idleness, Nattie left the office and proceeded to the -"bluff." Mori remained at the counting-room, and carefully drilled the -Scotchman in the business on hand. - - - - -CHAPTER XX. - -THE MAN BEYOND THE HEDGE. - - -It was past midnight when he finally left with Mr. Burr, but the -intervening time had not been wasted. Orders, contracts and other -details for at least a week had been explained to the bookkeeper, and he -was given full powers to act as the firm's representative. After a final -word of caution, Mori parted with him at the door, and took a _'rikisha_ -for the Manning residence. He found Nattie pacing the floor of the front -veranda. The lad greeted him impatiently. - -"Have you heard anything?" he asked. - -"Not a word. I have been busy at the office since you left. Everything -is arranged. Mr. Burr has taken charge, and he will conduct the business -until this thing is settled. We are lucky to have such a man in our -employ." - -"Yes, yes; Burr is an honest fellow. But what do you intend to do now?" - -"Still excited, I see," smiled Mori. He shook a warning finger at the -lad, and added, seriously: "Remember what I told you. If you continue in -this fashion I will call a doctor and have you taken to the hospital." - -"I can't help it," replied Nattie, piteously. "I just can't keep still -while Grant is in danger. You don't know how anxious I am. Let me do -something to keep my mind occupied." - -"If you promise to go to bed for the rest of the night I will give you -ten minutes now to discuss our plans. Do you agree?" - -"Yes; but you intend to remain here until morning?" - -"No, I cannot spare the time. I must have the detectives searching for -clews before daylight." - -"Mori, you are a friend indeed. Some day I will show you how much I -appreciate your kindness." - -"Nonsense! You would do as much if not more if the case was reversed. -Now for the plans. To commence, we are absolutely certain of one thing: -Patrick Cronin was in the scheme, and he was sent to get us out of the -way while Ralph and Willis Round attended to Grant." - -"I am glad the Irishman met with his just deserts," exclaimed Nattie, -vindictively. "He is now food for fishes." - -"Yes; a fitting fate. The accident cannot be considered an unmixed -catastrophe. If it had not occurred we would have gone on to Nagasaki, -and have lost much valuable time. As it is, we are comparatively early. -What we need now is a clew, and for that I intend to begin a search at -once." - -"Would it do any good to notify the American Consul?" - -"No; our best plan is to keep the affair as quiet as possible. We will -say nothing about it. If Grant is missed we can intimate that he has -gone away for a week. - -"Now go to bed and sleep if you can," he added, preparing to leave. "I -will call shortly after breakfast and report progress." - -With a friendly nod of his head he departed on his quest for detectives. -Nattie remained seated for a brief period, then he walked over to a -bell-pull, and summoned a servant. At his command the man brought him a -heavy cloak, and assisted him to don his shoes. - -From a chest of drawers in an adjacent room the lad took a revolver. -After carefully examining the charges he thrust it into his pocket and -left the house. - -The night was hot and sultry. Not a breath of wind stirred, and the -mellow rays of a full moon beamed down on ground and foliage, which -seemed to glow with the tropical heat. Notwithstanding the discomfort -Nattie drew his cloak about him and set out at a rapid walk down the -street leading past the Manning residence. - -From out on the bay came the distant rattle of a steamer's winch. The -stillness was so oppressive that even the shrill notes of a boatswain's -whistle came to his ears. An owl hooted in a nearby maple; the -melancholy howl of a strolling dog sounded from below where the native -town was stretched out in irregular rows of bamboo houses. - -The lad kept to the shady side of the road, and continued without -stopping until he reached a mansion built in the English style, some ten -or eleven blocks from his house. The building stood in the center of -extensive grounds, and was separated from the street by an ornamental -iron fence and a well-cultivated hedge. - -It was evidently the home of a man of wealth. In fact, it was the -domicile of Mr. Black and his son Ralph. What was Nattie's object in -leaving the Manning residence in face of Mori's warning? What was his -object in paying a visit to his enemy at such an hour of the night? - -Anxious, almost beside himself with worry, suffering severely from his -dislocated shoulder, and perhaps slightly under the influence of a -fever, the lad had yielded to his first impulse when alone, and set out -from home with no settled purpose. - -On reaching the open air he thought of Jesse Black. The mansion was only -a short distance away; perhaps something could be learned by watching -it. The conjecture was father to the deed. - -Selecting a spot shaded by a thick-foliaged tree, Nattie carefully -scanned the _façade_ of the building. It was of two stories, and -prominent bow-windows jutted out from each floor. The lower part was -dark, but a dim light shone through the curtains of the last window on -the right. - -A bell down in the Bund struck twice; it was two o'clock. At the sound a -dark figure appeared at the window and thrust the shade aside. The -distance was not too great for Nattie to distinguish the man as the -English merchant. - -Drawing himself up the lad shook his fist at the apparition. The action -brought his head above the hedge. Something moving on the other side -caught his eye, and he dodged back just as a man arose to his feet -within easy touch. - -Breathless with amazement, Nattie crouched down, and parting the roots -of the hedge, peered through. The fellow was cautiously moving toward -the house. Something in his walk seemed familiar. Presently he reached a -spot where the moon's bright rays fell upon him. - -A stifled cry of profound astonishment, not unmingled with terror, came -from the lad's lips, and he shrank back as if with the intention of -fleeing. He thought better of it, however, and watched with eager eyes. -A dozen times the man in the grounds halted and crouched to the earth, -but finally he reached the front entrance of the mansion. - -A door was opened, and a hand was thrust forth with beckoning fingers. -The fellow hastily stepped inside and vanished from view, leaving Nattie -a-quiver with excitement. The dislocated shoulder, the pain, the fever, -all were forgotten in the importance of the discovery. - -"That settles it," he muttered. "I am on the right track as sure as the -moon is shining. Now I must enter that house by hook or crook. But who -would believe that miracles could happen in this century? If that fellow -wasn't----" - -He abruptly ceased speaking. The door in the front entrance suddenly -opened, and a huge dog was thrust down the stone steps. Nattie knew the -animal well. It was a ferocious brute Ralph had imported from England -that year. - -As a watchdog it bore a well-merited reputation among the natives of -thieving propensities. It was dreaded because it thought more of a -direct application of sharp teeth than any amount of barking. Its -unexpected appearance on the scene altered matters considerably. - -"Dog or no dog, I intend to find my way into that house before many -minutes," decided the lad. "It is an opportunity I cannot permit to -pass." - -He drew out his revolver, but shook his head and restored it again to -his pocket. A shot would alarm the neighborhood and bring a squad of -police upon the scene. The brute must be silenced in some other manner. - -Naturally apt and resourceful, it was not long before Nattie thought of -a plan. Cautiously edging away from the hedge until he had reached a -safe distance, he set out at a run toward home. Fortunately, the street -was free from police or pedestrians, and he finally gained the Manning -residence without being observed. - -Slipping into the garden he whistled softly. A big-jointed, lanky pup -slouched up to him and fawned about his feet. Picking up the dog, he -started back with it under his right arm. The return to the English -merchant's house was made without mishap. - -Reaching the hedge, Nattie lightly tossed the pup over into the yard. It -struck the ground with a yelp, and a second later a dark shadow streaked -across the lawn from the mansion. As the lad had anticipated, the dog he -had brought did not wait to be attacked, but started along the inner -side of the hedge with fear-given speed. In less than a moment pursuer -and pursued disappeared behind an outlying stable. - -Chuckling at the success of his scheme, Nattie softly climbed the fence -and leaped into the yard. The lawn was bright with the rays of the moon, -but he walked across it without hesitation, finally reaching the house -near the left-hand corner. - -As he expected, he found a side door unguarded save by a wire screen. A -swift slash with a strong pocket-knife gave an aperture through which -the lad forced his hand. To unfasten the latch was the work of a second, -and a brief space later he stood in a narrow hall leading to the main -corridor. - - - - -CHAPTER XXI. - -A PRISONER. - - -On reaching the main stairway he heard voices overhead. The sound seemed -to come from a room opening into the hall above. Quickly removing his -shoes, the lad tied the strings together, and throwing them about his -neck, he ascended to the upper floor. - -Fortunately, Nattie had visited the Black mansion in his earlier days -when he and Ralph were on terms of comparative intimacy. He knew the -general plan of the house, and the knowledge stood him in good stead -now. - -The room from which the sound of voices came was a study used by the -English merchant himself. Next to it was a spare apartment filled with -odd pieces of furniture and what-not. In former days it was a guest -chamber, and the lad had occupied it one night while on a visit to the -merchant's son. - -He remembered that a door, surmounted by a glass transom, led from the -study to the spare room, and that it would be an easy matter to see into -the former by that means. - -He tried the knob, and found that it turned at his touch. A slight -rattle underneath proclaimed that a bunch of keys was swinging from the -lock. Closing the door behind him, he tiptoed across the apartment, -carefully avoiding the various articles of furniture. - -To his great disappointment, he found that heavy folds of cloth had been -stretched across the transom, completely obstructing the view. To make -it worse, the voices were so faint that it was impossible for him to -distinguish more than an occasional word. - -"Confound it! I have my labor for my pains!" he muttered. "It's a risky -thing, but I'll have to try the other door." - -He had barely reached the hall when the talking in the next room became -louder, then he heard a rattling of the knob. The occupants were on the -point of leaving the study. To dart into the spare room was Nattie's -first action. Dropping behind a large dressing-case, he listened -intently. - -"Well, I am thoroughly satisfied with your part of the affair so far," -came to his eager ears in the English merchant's well-known voice. "It -was well planned in every respect. You had a narrow escape though." - -A deep chuckle came from the speaker's companion. - -"No suspicion attaches to me," continued Mr. Black. "I met the boys last -night, but I don't think they saw me." - -"Oh, didn't we?" murmured Nattie. - -"You can go now. Give this letter of instructions to my son, and tell -him to make all haste to the place mentioned. Return here with his -answer as quickly as you can. In this purse you will find ample funds to -meet all legitimate expenses. Legitimate expenses, you understand? If -you fall by the wayside in the manner I mentioned before you will not -get a _sen_ of the amount I promised you. Now--confound those rascally -servants of mine! they have left this room unlocked! I must discharge -the whole lot of them and get others." - -Click! went the key in the door behind which Nattie crouched. He was a -prisoner! - -The sound of footsteps came faintly to him; he heard the front entrance -open; then it closed again, and all was silent in the house. After -waiting a reasonable time he tried the knob, but it resisted his -efforts. Placing his right shoulder against the wood he attempted to -force the panel, but without avail. - -"Whew! this is being caught in a trap certainly! A pretty fix I am in -now. And it is just the time to track that scoundrel. Mr. Black must -have been talking about poor Grant." - -Rendered almost frantic by his position, Nattie threw himself against -the door with all his power. The only result was a deadly pain in the -injured shoulder. Almost ready to cry with chagrin and anguish, he sat -down upon a chair and gave himself up to bitter reflections. - -Minutes passed, a clock in the study struck three; but still he sat -there a prey to conflicting emotions. He now saw that he had acted -foolishly. What had he learned? They had suspected the Blacks before, -and confirmation was not needed. - -The discovery of the visitor's identity was something, but its -importance was more than counterbalanced by the disaster which had -befallen Nattie. The recent conversation in the hall indicated that the -merchant's companion would leave at once for a rendezvous to meet Ralph, -and possibly Grant. - -"And here I am, fastened in like a disobedient child," groaned the lad. -"I must escape before daylight. If I am caught in here Mr. Black can -have me arrested on a charge of attempted burglary. It would be just -nuts to him." - -The fear of delay, engendered by this new apprehension, spurred him to -renewed activity. He again examined the door, but speedily gave up the -attempt. Either a locksmith's tools or a heavy battering-ram would be -necessary to force it. - -Creeping to the one window opening from the apartment, Nattie found -that he could raise it without much trouble. The generous rays of the -moon afforded ample light. By its aid he saw that a dense mass of -creeping vines almost covered that side of the mansion. - -"By George! a chance at last!" - -Cautiously crawling through the opening he clutched a thick stem and -tried to swing downward with his right hand. As he made the effort a -pain shot through his injured shoulder so intense that he almost -fainted. He repressed a cry with difficulty. - -Weak and trembling, he managed to regain the window sill. Once in the -room he sank down upon the floor and battled with the greatest anguish -it had ever been his lot to feel. - -To add to his suffering, came the conviction that he would be unable to -escape. He remembered the telltale slit he had made in the screen door. -When daylight arrived it would be discovered by the servants, and a -search instituted throughout the house. - -"Well, it can't be helped," mused the lad. "If I am caught, I'm caught, -and that's all there is about it." - -It is a difficult thing to philosophize when suffering with an intense -physical pain and in the throes of a growing fever. It was not long -before Nattie fell into a stupor. - -He finally became conscious of an increasing light in the room, and -roused himself enough to glance from the window. Far in the distance -loomed the mighty volcano of Fuji San, appearing under the marvelous -touch of the morning sun like an inverted cone of many jewels. - -A hum of voices sounded in the lower part of the house, but no one came -to disturb him. Rendered drowsy by fever, he fell into a deep slumber, -and when he awoke it was to hear the study clock strike nine. He had -slept fully five hours. - -Considerably refreshed, Nattie started up to again search for a way to -effect his escape. The pain had left his shoulder, but he felt an -overpowering thirst. His mind was clear, however, and that was half the -battle. - -"If I had more strength in my left arm I would try those vines once -more," he said to himself. "Things can't last this way forever. I -must--what's that?" - -Footsteps sounded in the hall outside. They drew nearer, and at last -stopped in front of the spare-room door. A hand was laid upon the knob, -and keys rattled. - -"We have searched every room but this," came in the smooth tones of the -English merchant. "Go inside, my man, and see if a burglar is hiding -among the furniture. Here, take this revolver; and don't fear to use it -if necessary." - -Like a hunted animal at bay, the lad glared about him. Discovery seemed -certain. Over in one corner he espied a chest of drawers. It afforded -poor concealment, but it was the best at hand. To drag it away from the -wall was the work of a second. When the door was finally opened, Nattie -was crouched behind the piece of furniture. - -He heard the soft steps of a pair of sandals; he heard chairs and -various articles moved about, then the searcher approached his corner. -Desperate and ready to fight for his liberty, he glanced up--and uttered -a half-stifled cry of amazement and joy! - - - - -CHAPTER XXII. - -THE PURSUIT. - - -It is always the unexpected that happens. When Nattie glanced up from -his place of refuge behind the chest of drawers, he saw a young man clad -as a native servant looking down at him. There was the gayly colored -cloth tied around the head; the _kimono_, or outer garment cut away at -the neck, and the plain silk kerchief tied with a bow under the ear. - -But the face was not that of a native _waallo_, or houseman; it was Mori -Okuma himself, the very last person on earth Nattie expected to find in -the spare room of the Black mansion. - -The young Japanese started back in profound surprise, his eyes widened, -and he nearly called out; but a warning motion from the concealed -lad--who recovered his coolness with marvelous rapidity--checked him. - -"It is I; Nattie!" came to his ears. "Take old Black away and return as -soon as possible. I have a clew; we must leave here immediately." - -Regaining his composure with an effort, Mori continued his search among -the other articles of furniture. - -"No one here, excellency," he said, at last. - -"Then the scoundrel who cut that screen door has decamped," replied Mr. -Black, who had remained near the door with commendable precaution. "Go -down to the pantry and help the rest count the silver. By the way, what -is your name?" - -"Kai Jin, excellency." - -"Well, Kai, see that you behave yourself and you can remain in my -service. But if you are lazy or thievish, out you go." - -His voice died away in muffled grumbling down the hall. Finally left to -himself, Nattie emerged from his hiding place and executed several -figures of a jig in the middle of the floor. - -"Wonders will never cease," he muttered, with a chuckle of joy. "Fancy -finding Mori here, and just in the nick of time. He's a great lad. He -disguised himself and took service in the house. He would make a good -detective." - -He was still pondering over the queer discovery when a noise at the door -indicated that some one was on the point of entering. A warning whisper -proclaimed that it was Mori. - -The Japanese youth entered quickly and closed the heavy oaken portal -behind him. He was shaking with suppressed laughter. Running over to -Nattie, he grasped his hand and wrung it heartily. - -"I ought to scold you for disobeying my orders, but really this is too -funny for anything," he said. "How under the sun did you get in here?" - -"Easy enough; I walked in last night. How did you get in?" - -"I am a member of his excellency's staff of servants. Ha, ha! I almost -laughed in his lean old face this morning when he engaged me. But -explain yourself, Nattie; I am dying to hear your news. You said you had -a clew." - -"Hadn't we better get out of this house before we talk?" - -"Plenty of time. Mr. Black has gone to the office, and the servants are -below stairs. When we are ready we can walk out through the front -entrance without a word to anybody." - -Thus reassured, Nattie told how he had left home the preceding night and -the events that followed. When he came to the part relating to the man -beyond the hedge, the English merchant's midnight visitor, Mori started -at him in amazement. - -"Impossible!" he exclaimed. "Why, he was killed in the accident near -Kobe." - -"Not so. I saw the fellow's face almost as clearly as I see yours now. -It was Patrick Cronin, and I'll stake my life on that." - -"Then the scoundrel escaped after all?" - -"Yes; to receive his just dues at the hangman's hands, I suppose. But I -haven't told you of my clew. I overheard Black and Patrick talking out -in the hall there. It seems that Cronin has a letter which he is to -deliver without delay to Ralph at some rendezvous. That it relates to -Grant is certain. By following the Irishman we can find my brother." - -"It will be easy enough," replied Mori, his eyes expressing his delight. -"The fellow won't try to hide his steps, as it were. He considers the -accident a good veil to his existence. Nattie, it was a lucky -inspiration, your coming here last night." - -"Then I am forgiven for disobeying orders, eh?" smiled the lad. - -"In this case, yes, but don't do it again. How is your shoulder?" - -"First-chop, barring a little soreness. It will be all right in a day or -two. Come, let's leave here before we are discovered." - -The exit from the building and grounds was made without mishap. The lads -hastily returned to the Manning residence, where Nattie ordered -breakfast served at once. On entering the garden, the lanky pup used by -him as a decoy to Ralph's watchdog came bounding from the rear. He had -evidently escaped without feeling the teeth of the larger animal. - -The meal was dispatched in haste, then 'rikishas were taken to the Bund. -While Nattie waited in the firm's office, Mori utilized the central -police station in tracing Patrick Cronin. In less than an hour word came -that a man answering his description had been seen leaving the city on -horseback by way of the road leading to Tokio. - -"That settles it!" exclaimed the Japanese youth. "We must take the train -for the capital at once. That is," he added, anxiously, "if you think -you are able to travel." - -"I am fit for anything," promptly replied Nattie. "Come, we must not -lose a moment." - -On their way to the station they stopped at the telegraph office and -wired the chief of police of Tokio a full description of Patrick. After -a consultation, they added: - - - "Do not arrest the man, but have your best detective shadow him - wherever he may go. All expenses will be met by us." - - -"To capture him now would destroy our only clew," said Nattie. "He might -confess to save himself, and then, again, he might not. If he should -remain silent we would have no means of finding Grant's whereabouts." - -The nineteen miles to Japan's populous capital were covered in short -order. Brief as was the time, the lads were met at the depot by an -officer in civilian's clothes, who reported that their man had been seen -to take a train at Ueno, a small suburb on the outskirts of Tokio. - -"We are doing excellently," chuckled Mori. "The fool thinks he is safe -and he travels openly. At this rate the chase will be as easy as falling -off a log, to use an Americanism." - -"He has five hours' start. We must telegraph ahead to the conductor of -his train." - -"And to every station." - -"That has been done, sir," spoke up the police official. "The last word -received stated that he was still on board when the train passed -Motomiya." - -"When can we leave?" - -The man consulted a time-table patterned after those used in the United -States, and announced that an express would depart within twenty -minutes. Hurrying to a neighboring hotel, the lads ate "tiffin," and -returned in time to embark upon the second stage of the chase. - -When the train steamed into a way station three hours later a railway -employee in gorgeous uniform approached them with a telegram. Hastily -opening the envelope, Nattie read, with keen disappointment: - - - "HEADQUARTERS, Tokio. - - "Our detective reports that the man he had been following managed - to evade him at Yowara, and has completely disappeared. Local - police are searching the mountains." - - - - -CHAPTER XXIII. - -PATRICK SHOWS HIS CLEVERNESS. - - -Nattie and Mori exchanged glances of dismay. - -"Confound it! isn't that provoking?" exclaimed the latter. "That stupid -detective had to let him slip just when the chase commenced to be -interesting." - -"Patrick must have suspected something, and he was sly enough to fool -his follower. Now what are we going to do?" - -"Get off at Yowara and take up the search ourselves; that's all we can -do. Surely some one must have seen the Irishman. The very fact that he -is a foreigner should draw attention to him. Don't worry, old boy; we'll -find him before many hours have elapsed." - -"I sincerely hope so," replied Nattie, gazing abstractedly through the -coach window. - -After a moment of silence he said, suddenly: - -"Perhaps Yowara is the rendezvous where he is to meet Ralph. Do you know -anything about the place?" - -"No, except that it is a small town of seven or eight hundred -inhabitants. It is where people leave the railway for the mountain -regions of Northern Japan. In a remote part of the interior are three -volcanoes, one of them being Bandai-San, which is famous for its -eruptions." - -"Bandai-San?" slowly repeated Nattie. "Isn't it at the base of that -volcano where those peculiar mud caves are found?" - -Mori eyed his companion inquiringly. - -"What are you driving at?" he asked. - -"Just this: It struck me that Ralph and Willis Round would certainly try -to find a hiding place for Grant where they need not fear pursuit, or -inquisitiveness from the natives. I have heard that these caves are -avoided through superstitious reasons. Now why----" - -"By the heathen gods, I believe you have guessed their secret!" -impulsively exclaimed Mori. "It is certainly plausible. A better hiding -place could not be found in all Japan. The natives will not enter the -caves under any consideration. They say they are occupied by the -mountain demons, and to prove it, tell of the awful noises to be heard -in the vicinity." - -"Which are caused by internal convulsions of the volcano, I suppose?" - -"No doubt. The mountain is generally on the verge of being shaken by -earthquakes, but it is some time since one occurred. It's a grewsome -place enough." - -"We will search it thoroughly just the same," said Nattie, grimly. - -On reaching Yowara, they found the recreant detective at the station. He -had recently returned from a trip through the surrounding country, but -had not discovered any trace of the Irishman. He appeared crestfallen -and penitent. - -The boys wasted little time with him. Proceeding to the village hotel, -or tea house, they sent out messengers for three _jinrikishas_ and in -the course of an hour were ready to start into the interior. - -The spare vehicle was loaded with canned food and other stores, as the -railroad town would be the last place where such articles could be -purchased. Each had brought a brace of good revolvers and plenty of -ammunition from Yokohama. - -Mori personally selected the _karumayas_, or _'rikisha_ men, from a -crowd of applicants. He chose three stalwart coolies to pull the -carriages, and three _bettos_, or porters, to assist on mountainous -roads. One of the latter was a veritable giant in stature and evidently -of great strength. - -He was called Sumo, or wrestler, by his companions, and seemed to -possess greater intelligence than the average members of his class. Mori -eyed him approvingly, and told Nattie that he would be of undoubted -assistance in case of trouble. - -Before leaving the village, the Japanese youth bought a keen-edged -sword, similar to those worn by the ancient warriors, or _samurais_, and -presented it to Sumo, with the added stipulation that he would be -retained as a guard at increased pay. - -The fellow shouted with delight, and speedily showed that he could -handle the weapon with some skill. Thus equipped, the party left the -railroad and set out for a village called Inawashiro, fifteen _ris_, or -thirty miles distant. - -In Japan the coolie rule is twenty minutes' rest every two hours. Their -method of traveling is at a "dog trot," or long, swinging pace, which -covers the ground with incredible swiftness. Mori's skill in selecting -the _karumayas_ soon became apparent, the distance to the destination -being almost halved at the end of the first stretch. - -The country through which the boys passed was flat and uninteresting, -the narrow road stretching across a broad expanse of paddy fields, -dotted with men, women and children knee-deep in the evil-smelling mud. - -When a halt was called to rest and partake of refreshments, Mori -accosted a native coolie, a number of whom surrounded the party, and -asked if aught had been seen of a fiery-faced, red-whiskered foreigner -clad in the heavy clothing of the coast. - -The man eyed his questioner stupidly, and shook his head. The sight of a -couple of copper _sen_, or cents, refreshed his memory. He had noticed a -short, squat foreigner (called _to-jin_) in the interior. He was mounted -upon a horse and had passed four hours before. - -"Four hours?" echoed Mori, addressing Nattie. "Whew! he has a good -start. And on a horse, too. That is the reason we could get no trace of -him in the outskirts of Yowara. He must have left the train before it -stopped and skipped into the brush, where he managed to secure a mount. -He is certainly clever." - -"But not enough to fool us," replied Nattie, complacently. "We will be -hot on his trail before he reaches the caves." - -After the customary rest of twenty minutes, the party resumed the road. -As they proceeded the general contour of the country changed. The flat, -plain-like fields gave way to rolling woodlands and scattered hills. The -second hour brought them to the small village of Inawashiro. - -Here was found a well-kept tea house, with spotless matted floor, two -feet above the ground, a quaint roof, and the attendance of a dozen -polite servants. Before the party had barely reached their resting -place, the entire inhabitants, men, women and children, thronged about -to feast their eyes upon a _to-jin_. - -Inquiry developed the fact that Patrick had passed through the town not -quite two hours before. This was cheering news. They were gaining on -him. A brief lunch, and again to the road. Nattie and Mori examined -their revolvers after leaving the village. Sumo cut a sapling in twain -to prove his prowess. - -At the end of the fourth mile a crossroad was reached. One, a broad, -well-kept thoroughfare, led due north, while the other, apparently -merely a path running over a hill in the distance, bore more to the -westward. Mori called a halt. - -"Which shall we take?" he asked, scratching his head in perplexity. - -"That is the question," replied Nattie, ruefully. "Confound it! we are -just as apt to take the wrong one as not. If we could run across some -person who has seen Patrick we would be all right." - -"Here comes a _yamabushi_, excellency," spoke up Sumo, pointing his -claw-like finger up the path. - -"It is a priest," exclaimed Mori, a moment later. "Perhaps he can -enlighten us." - -Presently a tall, angular man emerged from the narrower road and slowly -approached them. He was clad in a peculiar robe embroidered with -mystical figures, and wore his hair in long plaits. In one hand was -carried a bamboo staff, with which he tapped the ground as he walked. - -Mori saluted him respectfully. - -"Peace be with you, my children," said the priest, mildly. - -"May your days be long in good works, and your soul as lofty as Fuji -San," replied the Japanese youth, with equal politeness. "Pray tell us, -father, have you seen aught of a red-bearded foreigner traveling by -horse?" - -"I passed him two _ris_ back. He was a barbarian, and beat his animal -with severity. Which is against the teachings of----" - -The good man's words were lost in the distance. Nattie and Mori, with -their _'rikishas_ and attendants, darted past him and scurried up the -path at their utmost speed. It was scurvy repayment for the information, -but the news that Patrick had been seen within four miles acted as a -spur. - -"Don't falter, men," called out Mori, urging the _karumayas_. "Ten _yen_ -extra to each if you tarry not until I give the word. On ahead, Sumo; -watch for the foreigner. Be cautious and return when you sight him." - -The gigantic _betto_ scurried up the path in advance and disappeared -past a clump of bushes. The _jinrikishas_ speeded as fast as their -pullers could trot. As the party darted by an overhanging mass of rock a -head was thrust forth from behind it. - -The face of the man was broad and burned by the sun, and under the chin -was a tuft of reddish whisker. The eyes were sharp and piercing, and -they danced with triumphant glee as they peered after the cavalcade. - -"Oh, ho! oh, ho! so it's ye, me bold Nattie? It's a good thing Oi -thought of taking a quiet look to see if Oi was being followed. It's a -bit of a trick Oi learned in India, and it'll prove to be the death of -ye, me boys. Oi'll just take another path to the rendezvous, and see if -we can't kind of waylay yez." - - - - -CHAPTER XXIV. - -GRANT BEARDS THE LION. - - -It is now time to return to Grant Manning. It is well for the reader to -know how the lame youth became the innocent cause of all the trouble. -The night of the departure of Nattie and Mori on their trip to Nagasaki -found him through with his work at the usual hour. - -He parted from Mr. Burr at the door, and taking a _'rikisha_, started -for home. While passing through Main Street near the tea house where -Nattie had played the memorable game of hide-and-seek with Willis Round, -he caught sight of his friend, the secretary to the war minister. - -Grant was always ready to do business. Years spent in the counting-room -with his father had taught him the value of personal influence in -securing contracts. The expected order for arms and ammunition was too -valuable a prize for any chance to be neglected. - -His acquaintance with the secretary was of long standing. It had -commenced at a private school in Tokio, which both Grant and the -Japanese had attended in earlier days. The boyish friendship had -survived the passing of time--that greatest strain upon youthful -ties--and when the native gained his present position in the war office, -he remembered the Mannings. - -The greeting was cordial, and an adjournment was made to a private room -in the _chaya_ or tea house. There the friends talked at length over -matters in general, and Grant was given many valuable hints concerning -the army contract. - -It was past eight o'clock when the conference ended. With mutual -_sayonaras_, or parting salutations, they separated at the door, and -Grant entered his waiting _jinrikisha_. Before the man could start the -vehicle a Japanese boy ran up, and with much bobbing of his quaint -little head, begged the favor of a word with the excellency. - -"What is it, my lad?" asked the lame youth, kindly. - -Between sobs and ready tears the boy explained that he was the son of -one Go-Daigo, a former porter in the warehouse under the _régime_ of the -elder Manning. He was now ill of a fever, penniless, and in dire -misfortune. Would the excellency condescend to visit him at his house in -a street hard by the Shinto temple? - -"I am very sorry to hear of Go's misfortune," replied Grant, with -characteristic sympathy, "but wouldn't it answer the purpose if you take -this money," producing several _yen_, "and purchase food for him? -To-morrow you can call at the office and I'll see what I can do for -him." - -The excellency's kindness was of the quality called "first-chop," but -the bedridden Go-Daigo was also suffering from remorse. He feared that -he would die, and he did not care to leave the world with a sin-burdened -soul. He knew a secret of value to the new firm. Would the excellency -call at once? - -"A secret concerning the new firm?" echoed Grant, his thoughts instantly -reverting to the Englishman and his son. "It may be something of -importance. Lead the way, child; I will follow." - -Ten minutes' travel through crooked streets brought the _'rikisha_ to a -typical native house a hundred yards from a large, red-tiled temple. The -youthful guide led the way to the door and opened it; then he vanished -through an alley between the buildings. - -Grant passed on in, finding himself in an apartment unfurnished save by -a matting and several cheap rugs. A dim light burning in one corner -showed that the room was unoccupied. An opening screened by a gaudy bead -curtain pierced the farther partition. - -Clapping his hands to give notice of his arrival, the lame youth awaited -the appearance of some one connected with the house. Hearing a slight -noise behind him, he turned in that direction. A couple of stalwart -natives advanced toward him from the outer door. - -Before Grant could ask a question, one of them sprang upon him, and with -a vicious blow of a club, felled him to the floor. The assault was so -rapid and withal so entirely unexpected that the unfortunate victim had -no time to cry out, or offer resistance. - -As he lay upon the matting, apparently lifeless, a youth stepped into -the room through the bead curtain. He bent over the prostrate form, and -after a brief examination, said, in Japanese: - -"You know how to strike, Raiko. You have put him to sleep as easily as a -cradle does a drowsy child. He won't recover his senses for an hour at -least. Bring the cart and take him down to the landing. First, change -his clothes; you may be stopped by a policeman." - -The coolie addressed, a stalwart native, with an evil, scarred face, -produced a number of garments from a chest, while his companion stripped -Grant of his handsome business suit. A few moments later he was roughly -clad in coarse shoes, tarry trousers, and an English jumper. A -neckkerchief and a woolen cap completed the transformation. - -As thus attired the lame youth resembled nothing more than an English or -American deep-water sailor. To add to the disguise, the coolie -addressed as Raiko, rubbed grime upon the delicate white hands and face. - -Then a two-wheeled cart was brought to the door, and the pseudo mariner -dumped in and trundled down toward the docks. The youth, he who had -given the orders, and who was, as the reader has probably guessed, no -other than Ralph Black, left the house by another entrance, well pleased -at the success of his stratagem. - -Raiko and his cart were stopped by an inquisitive gendarme, but the -coolie had been primed with a ready excuse. - -"Plenty _sake_; foreign devil," he said, sententiously. "He drunk; take -him down to ship for two _yen_." - -The officer of the peace had seen many such cases in his career, and he -sauntered away to reflect on the peculiar habits of the foreigners from -beyond the water. On reaching the English _hatoba_, or dock, Raiko found -Ralph awaiting him. - -The merchant's son was enveloped in a huge cloak, and he carefully -avoided the circles of light cast by the electric globes. At his command -Grant was unceremoniously dumped into a rowboat moored alongside the -pier, then he followed with the stalwart coolie. - -Lying out in the bay was a coasting junk, with sails spread ready for -departure. Pulling alongside of this, poor Grant was lifted on board, -and ten minutes later the Japanese vessel was sailing down the Bay of -Tokio bound out. - -As the ungainly craft passed Cape King, and slouched clumsily into the -tossing waters of the ocean, the lame youth groaned, raised his hands to -his aching head, and sat up. He glanced about him at the unfamiliar -scene, then struggled to his feet. The swaying deck caused him to reel -and then stagger to the low bulwark. - -He thought he was dreaming. He looked at the white-capped waves -shimmering unsteadily under the moon's rays; the quaint, ribbed sails -looming above; the narrow stretch of deck ending in the high bow and -stern, and at the half-clad sailors watching him from the shadows. - -He glanced down at his tarred trousers and coarse shoes, then he gave a -cry of despair. It was not an ugly nightmare. It was stern reality. His -enemies had triumphed; he had been abducted. - -The proof of valor is the sudden test of a man's courage. The greatest -coward can face a peril if it is familiar to him. It is the unexpected -emergency--the blow from the dark; the onslaught from the rear--that -tries men's souls. - -The consternation caused by a shifting of scenes such as had occurred to -Grant can be imagined. From an ordinary room in an ordinary native -house in Yokohama to the deck of a junk at sea, with all its weirdness -of detail to a landsman, is a decided change. - -The lame youth could be excused if he had sunk to the deck bewildered -and in the agonies of terror. But he did nothing of the sort. As soon as -he could command the use of his legs, he promptly marched over to a -sailor grinning in the shadows of the mainmast, and catching him by the -arm, sternly ordered him to bring the captain. - -"Be sharp about it, you dog," he added. "I will see the master of this -pirate or know the reason why." - -Awed by his tone, the fellow slunk off and speedily produced the captain -of the junk. But with him came Ralph Black, smoking a cigar, and with an -insolent smile upon his sallow face. - -"Ah! Grant, dear boy," he said, with a fine show of good fellowship; "I -see you have quite recovered from your little accident." - -"Accident, you scoundrel!" exclaimed the lame youth. "What do you mean? -I demand an explanation of this outrage. Why am I dragged out here like -a drunken sailor? You must be crazy to think that you can perpetrate -such an injury in this century without being punished." - -"I'll take the chances," replied Ralph, with a sneer. Then he added, -angrily: "Be careful how you call names, and remember once for all that -you are in my power, and if I say the word, these sailors will feed you -to the sharks. In fact, I really think it would be best, anyway." - -"I always thought you off color, but I never believed you would prove to -be such a cold-blooded villain as you undoubtedly are. You and your -worthy father couldn't meet business rivals in the open field of -competition, but you needs must resort to violence and underhand -methods. I'll have the pleasure of seeing both of you behind the bars -before----" - -With a snarl of rage, the merchant's son sprang upon the daring speaker. -Grasping him by the throat, he called loudly to the junk's captain: - -"Over with him, Yoritomo! Help me throw him into the sea. Dead men tell -no tales!" - - - - -CHAPTER XXV. - -A PLAN, AND ITS FAILURE. - - -The lower order of criminals are seldom courageous. Personal bravery is -not found in the same soul that harbors a disregard for laws human and -divine. The thief cornered in the dark will fight, but simply with the -desperation of a rat at bay. - -It was to this natural law that Grant owed his life. Yoritomo, the -captain of the junk, was a scoundrel at heart, but he had a wholesome -regard for justice as meted out in Japan. A number of years spent on the -penal farms had taught him discrimination. - -While there he had witnessed--and even assisted at--several executions -for murder, and the terror of the scene remained with him. A golden -bribe offered by the Blacks had purchased his services in the abduction -of Grant, but when Ralph, in his insane rage, called to him for -assistance in throwing the lame youth into the sea, he peremptorily -refused. - -Instead, he called several sailors to his aid, and rescued Grant from -Ralph's grasp. - -"I'll permit of no murder on my junk," he said in Japanese. "You have -paid me well to help you carry this fellow to the Bay of Sendai, and I -will do it, but no violence, sir." - -"What do you mean, dog?" shouted the discomfited youth. "How dare you -interfere? If I wish to get rid of him I'll do so." - -"Not on board this vessel," replied the captain, doggedly. - -"I suppose you are afraid of your neck?" sneered Ralph. - -"Yes, I am. I run enough danger as it is. How do we know that we were -not seen in Yokohama? My craft is engaged in trade along the coast, and -is well known. When your prisoner's absence is found out the authorities -will secure a list of all shipping leaving the port on such a date. I -will be suspected with the rest." - -Ralph remained silent. A craven at heart, he would not have dared attack -one physically able to offer resistance. The picture drawn by the -captain was not pleasant. What if the truth should be discovered? It -would mean disgrace and a long term in prison. And he had just -contemplated a murder! - -The punishment for such a crime is death. The youth shuddered at his -narrow escape. He scowled at his prisoner, then stalked aft to the mean -little cabin under the shadow of the wing-like sails. - -Grant had been a silent spectator of the scene. When Ralph made the -violent attack on him, he struggled as best he could, but he was no -match for his athletic assailant, and would have undoubtedly succumbed -if it had not been for the timely aid of the captain. - -The latter's unexpected action sent a ray of hope through the lame -youth. Possibly he could be bribed to further assist him! Grant was -philosopher enough to know that honor does not exist among thieves. The -bonds of fraternity found among honest men is unknown in the criminal -walks of life. - -When Ralph left the deck Grant drew Yoritomo aside, and boldly proposed -a plan evolved at that moment by his fertile brain. He did not mince -words, but went to the point at once. - -"Captain, a word with you," he said. "I wish to tell you that you are -making a bad mistake in being a party to this abduction. You probably -know the laws of your country, but you do not know that such crimes -against foreigners are punishable by death in many cases." - -Yoritomo shifted uneasily, but made no reply. - -"Do you know who I am?" continued Grant, impressively. - -The captain shook his head. - -"Indeed! You must belong to one of the lower provinces, then. Have you -ever heard of the firm of Manning & Company, dealers and importing -merchants?" - -"Yes." - -"Well, my name is Grant Manning, and I am now head of the firm. I am -also a personal friend of his excellency, Yoshisada Udono, of the War -Department, and of the Superintendent of Prisons in Tokio. Ah, I see -that you know what the latter means. You have been a prisoner in your -time, eh?" - -"Yes, excellency." - -The words were respectful, and the lame youth took hope. He followed up -his advantage. - -"The young man who bribed you to assist in his nefarious plot is crazy. -No sane man would attempt such a desperate scheme nowadays. You are sure -to be discovered before many days. The detectives are even now after -you. I have relatives and friends who will move heaven and earth to -rescue me, or to secure revenge if aught happens to me. Discovery means -death to you. You are even now standing in the shadow of the gallows." - -Grant had lowered his voice to an impressive whisper. The tone, the -surroundings, the situation had their effect upon the listener. He -trembled from head to foot. He fell upon his knees at his companion's -feet and begged for mercy. - -"Oh, excellency," he pleaded, "I crave your pardon. I acknowledge that I -am guilty. Mr. Black offered me a large sum to help in your abduction. I -need the money, for I am very poor. I accepted, and now I lose my life." - -"Not necessarily so," replied the lame youth, repressing a feeling of -exultation with difficulty. "If you will do as I say I will assure you -of a pardon, and promise you money in addition. What did the Blacks -agree to pay you?" - -"Two hundred _yen_, excellency." - -"And for that paltry sum, not equal to one hundred American dollars, you -have run such risks. You are a fool!" - -"Yes, excellency." - -"Now, I'll promise to see that you are not punished, and I will also -give you twice that amount if you head in to the nearest port and put me -ashore. What do you say?" - -Yoritomo hesitated. - -"Remember your fate when the authorities capture you, which they surely -will before long. Don't be a dolt, man. I will pay you double what the -Blacks promise, and assure you of a pardon besides." - -"Can you pay me the money now?" asked the captain, cunningly. - -He had evidently recovered from his fears--enough, anyway, to drive a -shrewd bargain. - -"Part of it, and give you good security for the balance," replied Grant, -confidently. - -He reached in the pocket where he generally kept his purse, but found it -empty. A hurried search disclosed the fact that his valuable gold watch -and a small diamond stud were also gone. He had been robbed. - -"The confounded thieves!" he exclaimed. "They have completely stripped -me." - -"Then you have no money?" asked Yoritomo, incredulously. - -"No; I have been robbed by those people. I will give you my word that -I'll pay you the four hundred _yen_ the moment I set foot in Yokohama. -Or, if you wish, I'll write a note for the amount, and you can collect -it at any time." - -"Have you anything to prove that you are Grant Manning?" queried the -captain, suspiciously. - -Grant bit his lips in annoyance. The question boded ill for his chances -of escape. The hurried search through his pockets had shown him that he -had nothing left; not even a letter or a scrap of paper. He was -compelled to answer in the negative. - -"I thought so," cried Yoritomo, scornfully. "You have tried to play a -pretty game, my brave youth, but it didn't work. You Grant Manning? Ha! -ha! ha! Mr. Black told me who you are. You are a rival in love, and he -is taking this means of getting rid of you. So you would try to wheedle -me with lies? I have a mind to let him throw you overboard as he -intended. Begone forward, or I'll tell my men to scourge you!" - -"You are making a serious mistake," replied Grant, with dignity. "You -will live to repent your actions. I am----" - -"Begone, I say!" interrupted the captain, menacingly. "Here, Tomo, Haki, -drive this fool forward!" - -Sick at heart and almost discouraged, the lame youth limped toward the -bow. As he passed the mainmast a coolie slipped from behind it and -entered the cabin. It was Raiko, Ralph's man. He had overheard the -futile attempt, and proceeded forthwith to tell his master. - - - - -CHAPTER XXVI. - -GRANT ATTEMPTS TO ESCAPE. - - -During the rest of the voyage up the coast Grant was kept forward with -the sailors. Ralph carefully avoided him, and, in fact, seldom appeared -on deck. - -Shortly before midnight on the second day out the prisoner was awakened -from a troubled sleep by the entrance of several men in his little -apartment forward. One of these was Raiko. Without a word of -explanation, the coolie seized Grant and with the aid of his companions, -bound him hand and foot. - -An hour later the junk was brought to anchor and the sails furled. Then -a boat was lowered, and Grant, Ralph, and Raiko were rowed ashore by -members of the crew. As they left the craft, Yoritomo leaned over the -clumsy rail, and called out, sneeringly: - -"How about that four hundred _yen_ and the free pardon? Your little plan -didn't work, eh? Farewell, excellency, Grant Manning!" - -The prisoner maintained a dignified silence, but at heart he felt sore -and discouraged. While on the junk he considered himself almost safe -from violence, but Ralph's cowardly assault and the grim, evil face of -the coolie. Raiko, boded little good. - -The night was clear, and a full moon cast its mellow rays over the -scene. The junk had anchored in an extensively landlocked bay. Across to -the right were several twinkling lights, proclaiming the presence of a -town. But where the boat had landed were simply clumps of bushes and -sandy dunes. - -The little party set out at once for the interior. Grant's feet had been -loosened, but his hands still remained fastened. Raiko walked in -advance, and it soon became evident that he was familiar with the -country. At the end of the first hour a halt was made in a grove of -trees near a hill. - -The coolie disappeared, leaving the prisoner in Ralph's care. After he -had gone Grant attempted to engage the merchant's son in conversation, -but without avail. He absolutely refused to speak. Presently Raiko -returned with three horses and another native. - -The lame youth was lifted upon one and secured in such a manner that he -could not escape; then the others were mounted by the remaining members -of the party and the march resumed. - -Raiko went first, as usual, then Ralph, leading the prisoner's steed, -and finally the new coolie bringing up the rear. It was a strange -procession, but there were none to witness it, the narrow paths followed -being entirely deserted. - -Several hours passed in this manner. The moon sank behind the western -mountains, leaving the scene in darkness. Mile after mile was covered -without a halt. The aspect of the country changed from hill to plain, -from valley to heights. Rivers were forded, bridges crossed, and lakes -skirted, and still no word between the members of the cavalcade. - -During all this time Grant had not remained idle. He was not a youth -prone to despair. The result of his conversation with the junk's captain -had certainly discouraged him for the moment, but with the vivacity of -youth he speedily recovered his spirits and set about for a way to -better his situation. - -In the first place, he found that the jolting of his mount, which he had -railed against at the commencement, had actually loosened his bonds. His -arms had been tied behind him with a leather thong around the wrists and -elbows. - -The discovery sent a thrill of hope through him. Working steadily, but -without making the slightest sound, he finally succeeded in freeing both -hands. The operation took some time, and it was not until after the -moon had disappeared that he completed the task. - -Meanwhile, his mind had also moved rapidly. He formulated a plan. It was -nothing less than to wait for a favorable opportunity, and to make a -bold dash for freedom. Burdened as he was, with a deformed and feeble -frame, Grant was no coward, nor was he lacking in valor of spirit. - -He knew that the attempt would be productive of danger. It would draw -the fire of his companions, and, moreover, lead to terrible risks to -life and limb, but he was perfectly willing to brave all if by so doing -he could effect his escape. - -During the weary hours spent on board the junk he had thought over his -abduction and the events leading to it. The actions of the Blacks were -almost inexplicable. It had never occurred to him that they would resort -to such desperate measures. - -He had read of such cases in books of romance treating of life in the -earlier centuries, but to believe that an English merchant in Japan -should carry off a business rival in the present day was almost beyond -his credulity. - -"It is the last move of a man driven to the wall," he had concluded, and -not without a feeling of triumph, it must be confessed. "We have taken -the market from him, and simply because the market chose to come to us, -and we have beaten his firm and others in both the export and import -trades. And as a final straw, it seemed as if the valuable army -contracts would also come to us. Fool! he should have known that Nattie -and Mori could easily secure them even if I had dropped out of sight." - -This was not so, and only his innate sense of modesty compelled him to -say it. Nattie and Mori, the Blacks, and all the foreign population of -Japan knew that only Grant could win the prize. His business tact, his -personal friendship with the powers at the head of the government, and -his well-known reputation for honesty were the virtues forming the -magnet that would attract the golden plum. - -The outrageous assault of Ralph on board the junk had shown Grant how -desperate his enemies were. It hinted strongly at nothing short of -murder. No man, no matter how brave, can walk in the shadow of a -threatened death without inwardly wishing himself free from danger. - -Grant was as others in the same situation. He was willing to face any -known peril to escape the unknown fate awaiting him at the end of the -journey. Then he had a natural desire to turn the tables on his enemies; -to cause their defeat and punishment, and not least of all, to reach -Tokio in time to secured the coveted army contracts. - -As the night became darker the little party hovered together. As stated -before, Ralph was leading Grant's horse, and forming the rear of the -cavalcade was the new coolie. Raiko was almost out of sound ahead. - -The lame youth felt in his pockets, and to his great joy found a -penknife which had been overlooked by the greedy coolie. Waiting until -they rode into a narrow valley running between high hills, the prisoner -softly reached forward and severed the leading thong. Then, with a -fierce tug of his hands, he caused his mount to wheel sharply. - -This sudden action brought the horse ridden by Grant in collision with -that of the hindmost coolie. The shock unseated the fellow, who was -naturally unprepared, and he fell to the ground with a cry of terror. -Belaboring his steed with one hand, the prisoner dashed down the valley -like a whirlwind. - -He had not gone fifty yards before he heard a prodigious clatter of -hoofs, then with a loud report a revolver was discharged behind him. The -bullet flew wide of the mark, as could be expected under the -circumstances, but it served its purpose just the same. - -At the sound Grant's horse dashed sideways, stumbled over a hummock of -earth or rock, and with a crash, animal and rider fell in a heap -against the edge of rising ground. Fortunately, the lame youth escaped -injury, but the terrific fall partially stunned him, and he was unable -to resist when, a moment later, Ralph rode up and seized him. - -Raiko followed close behind, and the other coolie limped up in time to -assist in rebinding the prisoner. After seeing him again seated upon the -horse, Ralph launched forth in a tirade of abuse, which he emphasized by -brutally striking the prisoner with his whip. - -"Thought you would give us the slip, eh?" he cried. "You crippled puppy. -I've a good notion to beat you to death! We're having too much trouble -with you, anyway, and I think I will end it right here." - -"You will receive full measure for this outrage some day, you coward," -retorted Grant, whose discomfiture had made him careless of -consequences. "None but a brute would act as you are doing. No, I'll not -stop talking. I don't care a snap of my little finger for your threats. -Do what you please, but remember there will be a day of retribution." - -The English youth evidently thought so, too, as he desisted, and -mounting, rode ahead with the leading strap attached to his saddle. This -time extra precautions were taken. Grant's legs were fastened by a -thong running under his horse, and his arms were securely bound. - -The journey was continued without halt or incident until a gradual -lighting of the eastern sky proclaimed the advent of dawn. The first -rays of the sun found the cavalcade upon the summit of a verdure-crowned -hill. Down below, nestling in the center of an extensive valley, was the -shimmering waters of a large lake, and, looming massively on the farther -shore, could be seen the ruins of an ancient feudal castle. - -"Thank goodness! the rendezvous at last!" exclaimed Ralph. "Now, to see -if Patrick is here before us." - - - - -CHAPTER XXVII. - -IN FRONT OF THE OLD CASTLE. - - -In the meantime how had Nattie and his party fared in their pursuit of -the wily Irishman? It will be remembered that Sumo had gone ahead as a -scout, leaving the others to follow more at leisure. This was found -necessary by the increasing difficulty of drawing the _jinrikishas_ -along the primitive path. - -It had narrowed in places to such an extent that only by the most -careful efforts could the vehicles be taken past. The road became -obstructed with huge bowlders, fallen from the surrounding heights, and -finally the trunk of a large tree, shattered by lightning, was -encountered. - -"We will have to leave the _'rikishas_ in charge of one of the men," -answered Nattie, regretfully. - -"It will handicap us considerably," replied Mori, in the same tone. "We -cannot expect to catch up with Patrick, mounted as he is. From the speed -he has been making, though, his animal must be tired out. I think--what -is up now?" - -The question was called forth by a peculiar action on Nattie's part. The -lad had been standing intently eying the fallen monarch of the forest. -Suddenly he tossed his helmet into the air with a cry of joy. - -"What fools we are!" he added. "Why, this tree has been here at least a -month." - -"Well, what of it?" - -"Mori, I am ashamed of you. Can't you see that a horse couldn't pass -here? Look at those limbs and that mass of foliage. If Patrick is ahead -of us he must have abandoned his horse. Where is the animal?" - -"By Jove! you are right. The Irishman must have doubled on us after -meeting that priest. Idiots that we are to permit a man like that to -pull the wool over our eyes. We must go back and take the other road." - -Before Nattie could reply, Sumo scrambled over the tree and advanced -toward them. - -"Masters, the red-bearded foreigner has deceived us. I met a man half a -_ris_ up the path. He has been working there since daylight, and he says -no one has passed him except the priest." - -"That settles it," exclaimed Mori. - -"Come; we must return to the crossroad." - -"I have also learned that this path and the main road meet about five -_ris_ beyond this hill," continued Sumo. - -The coolie's information was indeed welcome, and little time was lost in -retracing their steps. On reaching the crossroad, however, darkness, -which had been threatening for some time, settled down. The coming of -night presented a serious obstacle to the continuation of the pursuit. - -"I am afraid we must put up somewhere until morning," said Mori, as the -party halted. - -Nattie instantly expostulated. - -"We will never be able to trace Patrick," he insisted. "No, we must keep -on, darkness or no darkness." - -"And run the risk of passing him during the night, eh? If he is cunning -enough to fool us once, he'll certainly try it again. No, our best plan -is to proceed to Invoro, a small village, a couple of miles from here, -and rest until daylight. Then we can resume the pursuit with some chance -of tracking the Irishman. Anyway, we are reasonably certain his -destination is the caves at the foot of Bandai-San." - -Nattie was forced to acknowledge the wisdom of his companion's plan, but -it was with a heavy heart that he gave his consent. The trip to the -village was made without incident. Accommodations were secured at a -primitive tea house, and preparations made for spending the night. - -Inquiry elicited the cheering news that a foreigner such as described -had passed through the town several hours previous. He had halted to -secure food for himself and horse, and had then continued his journey. - -"We are still on the right track, you see," said Mori, to Nattie. "Don't -worry, old boy. This road leads to the volcano, and all we need do is to -set out at daybreak and go straight to the caves. I am so sure that we -will find Grant there that I have dispatched a messenger to the governor -of this district asking for the assistance of the rural police." - -"I don't place much faith in them," replied Nattie, doubtfully. "I think -we had better proceed alone until we are thoroughly sure Ralph Black and -Grant are at the caves. Then we can send for reinforcements. A large -body of police would only give the alarm, and probably drive them -somewhere else in search of a hiding place." - -"All right; I will leave word to hold the gendarmes here until we call -for them. Now try to get a little sleep. You will tire yourself out and -retard the recovery of that shoulder." - -The lad protested that he could not close his eyes, but nature demanded -her meed of rest, and he slumbered soundly until the party was called at -the first signs of day. After a brief breakfast the chase was resumed, -all feeling remarkably refreshed by the night's rest. - -"I feel like a new man," announced Mori, quaffing huge draughts of the -brisk morning air from his _'rikisha_. "I really believe I am good for a -dozen Patricks if it comes to a tussle." - -"Which it is bound to do," replied Nattie, cheerily. "You can anticipate -a fight, old fellow. Ralph Black and Willis Round will not give up -without a struggle. Why, imagine what defeat means to them! They will be -compelled to leave the country immediately." - -"If we permit them to," interposed the Japanese youth, meaningly. "Yes, -you are right. With their scheme ruined, the house of Black will tumble -like a mansion built of cards. If captured, they will be brought to -trial before the English Minister and probably sentenced to a long term -in prison. They must have been desperate to resort to such a plan." - -"It's gold--bright, yellow gold, my dear boy," replied his companion, -sagely. "It is only another case of man selling his liberty, if not his -soul, for the almighty dollar. The hundred thousand _yen_ profit in -those army contracts proved too much for the Englishman. And I guess -personal revenge has something to do with it." - -"No doubt. Still it is hard to believe that a sane man would take such -chances. I wonder what they expected to do after the awarding of the -contracts? They surely could not hope to keep Grant a prisoner for many -months?" - -"I have thought it over, and I believe Mr. Black expected to clear out -after furnishing the arms and ammunition, if he secured the prize. He -felt that his business had dwindled after the organization of our firm, -and that he might as well retire with the money realized if he could. He -did not anticipate that we would discover his plot and pursue his son." - -"Well, I am glad to say that he is mightily mistaken." - -The invigorating air of the early morning hours caused the _jinrikisha_ -men to race along the road at their utmost speed, and it was not long -before the party arrived at the spot where the path taken the night -before rejoined the main thoroughfare. - -A short rest was taken, then, with renewed strength, the pursuit was -continued. At the end of an hour a lake was sighted some distance ahead. -It was a large body of water, evidently grandly situated in a basin -formed by three hills and a lofty mountain. Pointing to the latter, -which reared its conical head twelve thousand feet above the level of -the lake, Mori said, impressively: - -"The volcano of Bandai-San." - -"And at its base are the caves?" eagerly asked Nattie. - -"Yes, the mud caves where we hope Ralph and Mr. Round have taken their -prisoner." - -"What is that on the edge of the lake? It seems to be a ruin." - -"That's the _shiro_, or old castle of Yamagata. By Jove! I had forgotten -that it was here. It is a feudal pile, and has a quaint history. I will -tell you something of it as we ride along. The road passes the -entrance." - -Bidding the _karumayas_ run together, Mori continued: - -"It was a stronghold of an ancient _daimio_, or prince. He ruled the -country around here for many years. He was very wealthy, and spent an -immense sum of money on the castle. You can see by its extent and the -material that it cost no small amount. The walls are of stone, some of -the blocks being forty feet long by ten feet in width, and many have a -thickness of an English yard. - -"Those two lofty towers were once surmounted with huge fish made of -copper, and covered with plates of gold. You can imagine the temptation -to the peasants. One windy night a robber mounted an immense kite and -tried to fly to the top of the first tower for the purpose of stealing -the golden scales, but he was caught and boiled alive in oil." - -"They had an extremely pleasant manner of executing people in Japan in -the early days," remarked Nattie, with a shrug of his shoulders. - -"Yes, but during the same period, my boy, the English broke their -criminals on a wheel, and quartered them. It was six of one and half a -dozen of the other." - -By this time the party had neared the ruined entrance to the castle. -Nattie's curiosity had been aroused by Mori's tale, and he leaned -forward to tell his _jinrikisha_ man to stop, when there came a -clattering of hoofs from the interior of the castle, and a cavalcade -rode out upon the broken drawbridge. - -Hoarse cries of mutual surprise rang out, then both parties came to a -sudden halt facing each other. A wild shout of joy came from Nattie: - -"Grant! Grant! I have found you at last!" - - - - -CHAPTER XXVIII. - -SUMO'S ARMY. - - -For a better understanding of what follows it will be well to explain -the situation of the castle of Yamagata, and its general construction. - -It was located on the southern edge of Lake Inawashiro, and covered a -large extent of ground. - -The main portion of the building was well preserved, consisting of a -line of massive stone battlements with a lofty tower at each end. In the -interior rose a shattered wall, all that was left of the extensive -partitions. - -There were two entrances, one at the main drawbridge, still in good -condition, and another nearer the lake. The latter was choked up with -stones and various _débris_. A moat ran around three sides of the pile, -connecting with the lake, which touched the fourth wall. - -The road ran past the front of the castle, and in the vicinity were -numerous huts occupied by coolies working in the rice fields. An -extensive forest of maple and willows lined a good part of the lake. -Rising in the distance to the north was the majestic peak of Bandai-San. - -So much for description. - -When Nattie and Mori heard the tramping of horses in the interior they -were entirely unprepared to see issue from the main entrance a cavalcade -composed of Ralph Black, Willis Round and Patrick Cronin, with Grant a -prisoner in the center. - -The party was further augmented by Raiko and two brother coolies. For an -instant the mutual surprise was so great that neither side made a -movement. Nattie broke the spell by leaping from his _'rikisha_ with the -glad cry: - -"Grant! Grant! I have found you at last!" - -The words had scarcely left his lips when Ralph Black, who was in -advance, dashed the spurs into his horse, and whirled around. There was -a brief scramble and confusion, then the whole cavalcade rode -helter-skelter back into the castle. - -Grant was dragged with them, being still tied hand and foot. An instant -later, an ancient portcullis, which had survived the ravages of time, -fell into place with a crash, completely blocking the entrance. - -The sudden retreat of Ralph and his party left Nattie and Mori staring -after them as if powerless to move. Their inaction did not last long, -however. Wild with rage they darted across the drawbridge, but only to -find the portcullis--an arrangement of timbers joined across one another -after the manner of a harrow--barring their way. - -Seizing one part of it, Nattie attempted to force himself through, but -he was met with a bullet that whizzed past his head in dangerous -proximity to that useful member. Simultaneous with the report there -appeared on the other side Ralph and the ex-bookkeeper. - -Both carried revolvers, which they flourished menacingly. Deeming -discretion the better part of valor, Nattie and Mori dodged behind a -projecting corner of the massive entrance. A taunting laugh came to -their ears. - -"Why don't you come in and rescue your brother, you coward?" called out -the merchant's son. "What are you afraid of?" - -The epithet and the insulting tone was too much for Nattie's hot young -blood, and he was on the point of rushing forth from his shelter, -regardless of consequences, when he was forcibly detained by Mori. - -"Stop! Don't be foolish," explained the young Japanese. "He is only -trying to get a shot at you." - -"But I can't stand being called a coward by a cur like that." - -"We will repay him in good time. We have them cornered, and all we have -to do is to see that they don't get away while we send for the -authorities. Don't ruin everything by your rashness." - -"Why don't you storm the castle like the knights of old?" jeered Ralph, -just then. "We are waiting for you." - -"You are a scoundrel and a fool," retorted Nattie, grimly, heeding his -companion's advice. "We've got you in a trap, and we'll mighty soon turn -you and your brother conspirators over to the law." - -"Talk is cheap," replied a voice from within the castle, but there was -far less confidence in the tone. The speaker was Willis Round. Presently -Patrick made himself heard. - -"Why don't yez lift that fine-tooth comb thing and go out and fight -them?" he asked, impatiently. "It's meself that can whip the whole lot, -although Oi shouldn't be the one to tell it. Sally forth, Oi say, and -sweep the spalpanes intid the lake." - -It is unnecessary to say that his belligerent proposal was not adopted -by his more discreet companions. There was a murmur of voices, as if the -three were holding a consultation, then all became quiet. - -In the meantime, Nattie and Mori looked about them. Back in the road -were the _karumayas_, still standing near their _jinrikishas_. One of -the porters was with them, but Sumo had disappeared. The absence of the -giant native struck the boys as peculiar, and they wondered whether he -had fled at the first shot. - -Through the forest on the right they saw the outlines of several huts, -and running toward the castle were three or four natives, evidently -attracted by the revolver report. Turning their attention to themselves -Nattie and Mori found that they were in a peculiar situation. - -Where they had taken refuge was a spot behind the projecting stone frame -of the main entrance. There the drawbridge extended out a few feet, -barely permitting room for two. There was no way of retreating from it -save across the bridge in plain view of those in the castle. - -"Whew! We are nicely situated," remarked Mori. "How are we going to -reach the road, I wonder?" - -"I guess we'll have to run for it," replied Nattie, doubtfully. - -"Yes, and get potted before we had gone three steps." - -"Wait, I'll peep out and see if they are still on guard." - -Cautiously edging his way toward the center of the bridge, the lad -glanced into the interior of the castle. He dodged back with great -promptness, and said, with a grimace: - -"That bloodthirsty Irishman is standing near the portcullis with two big -revolvers pointed this way." - -"Where are the others?" - -"I couldn't see them." - -Mori looked grave. - -"They are up to some trick," he said. "I wonder if there is any way by -which they could leave?" - -"Not without they find a boat, or try to swim the lake." - -"Don't be too sure of it. These old _shiros_ sometimes contain secret -passages leading from the interior. They could fool us nicely if they -should stumble across a tunnel running under the moat." - -"Confound it! we can't remain here like two birds upon a limb," -exclaimed Nattie, impatiently. "We'll have to make a dash for it. Come -on; I'll lead." - -He gathered himself together to dart across the fifteen feet of bridge, -but before he could start a loud hail came from the forest to the north -of the castle. - -Looking in that direction, they saw Sumo advancing with a whole host of -natives. There were at least forty in the party, and each appeared to be -armed with some sort of weapon. There were ancient guns, long spears, -swords, reaping hooks and a number of plain clubs. - -With this martial array at his heels the giant porter approached the -scene, bearing himself like a general at the head of a legion. As he -walked, he flourished the sword given him by Mori, and kept up a running -fire of orders to his impromptu command. At another time it would have -been comical in the extreme, but under the circumstances, both Nattie -and Mori hailed his appearance with joy. - -Alas for their hopes! - -"Courage, masters!" shouted Sumo. "Wait where you are. We will drive the -scoundrels from their stronghold. March faster, my braves; get ready to -charge." - -But at that interesting moment the little army arrived opposite the -entrance. "Bang, bang!" went Patrick's revolvers, and in the twinkling -of an eye the whole forty natives took to their heels, bestrewing the -road with a choice collection of farming implements, ancient swords and -clubs. - -Sumo had discretion enough to drop behind a stump, from which place of -safety he watched the flight of his forces with feelings too harrowing -to mention. - - - - -CHAPTER XXIX. - -A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE. - - -Despite their position, Nattie and Mori were compelled to laugh. And -from within came a hoarse burst of merriment that fairly shook the air. - -"Ha, ha! ho, ho! Look at the monkeys, will ye! Watch them run at the -sound of a shot. Worra! Patrick Cronin, did ye live to see the day when -forty men would scoot from the sight of yer face?" - -The fellow's taunts were cut short in a manner unpleasant to his -feelings. While he was dancing about inside, crowing over his victory, -Mori crept behind his shelter and let drive with his pistol. The bullet -cut a hole in Patrick's sleeve, and sent him backward in hot haste. - -Seeing their advantage, both Nattie and the young Japanese darted across -the drawbridge, reaching the shelter of the forest without mishap. There -they were joined by Sumo, who appeared thoroughly discomfited. - -"I thought they would fight, masters," he explained. "But it seems they -would rather work in the paddy fields than face firearms. We are not all -like that. If you wish, I will face that red-bearded foreigner myself, -and I'll cut his comb for him, too." - -"That is not necessary, Sumo," replied Nattie, with a smile. "We know -you are brave, but we won't put you to such a test. A man's strength is -as nothing before a leaden bullet." - -"One good thing," said Mori, "we are away from that trap on the -drawbridge. Now we must arrange to capture the scoundrels. Sumo, who is -a good man to send to the nearest town for police?" - -The porter recommended one of the _karumayas_, and the fellow was -immediately dispatched on a run with a written message to the chief -official of the province. This matter attended to, Nattie and the young -Japanese enlisted the services of a part of Sumo's former forces and -established a line of spies around the land side of the castle. - -Several natives were sent to a small village on the shore of the lake -for boats, then the two youthful commanders established themselves -within hailing distance of the castle entrance. They could see Patrick -pacing up and down, still alert. - -Nattie waved his white handkerchief as a flag of truce, and hailed him. - -"What do yez want?" growled the fellow, angrily. - -"Tell Ralph Black to come to the door." - -"Not Oi. Oi'm no sarvant for the likes of yez." - -"But I wish to speak with him, fool. It will be to his interest, -probably." - -"I am here," suddenly replied a voice, and the merchant's son showed -himself through the portcullis. "What have you to say, Nattie Manning?" - -"I want to tell you that you will save time and trouble by surrendering -my brother." - -"You don't say!" sneered Ralph. "And suppose we don't look at it in that -light?" - -"You are a fool, that's all." - -"It is easy to call names out there." - -"It would be still easier if I had you here." - -"Let me explain matters a little, Ralph," spoke up Mori, quietly. "You -are in a bad box, and you know it. You and your father have committed a -serious crime against the law by abducting Grant, and you will suffer -for it." - -"That's our lookout," was the reckless reply. - -"We have arranged matters so that you cannot hope to escape," continued -the young Japanese. "We have sent a messenger to the authorities, and in -the course of a few hours a force of police will come to our assistance. -It will then be an easy matter to capture you." - -"You think so?" - -"We know it to be so." - -"Don't be too sure, John." - -Now, if there is anything on earth that will anger a native of Japan, it -is the appellation "John." It places them on the same level with the -Chinamen in America, who conduct the familiar and omnipresent laundry, -and, look you, the Japanese rightly consider themselves much above their -brother Asiatics. - -Mori felt the insult keenly, but he was too much of a gentleman to -retort in kind. Nattie--hot-tempered, impulsive lad--could not restrain -himself. - -"You cowardly brute!" he shouted, shaking his fist at Ralph. "I'd give -half of what I expect to own on this earth to have you before me for -five minutes." - -The merchant's son paled with anger, but he discreetly ignored the -challenge. - -"What would you do, blowhard?" he blustered. "You think yourself -something, but I can bring even you to your knees." - -"We will see about that when the officers of the law arrive," replied -Nattie, grimly. - -"As I said before, don't be too sure. I have not played all my cards." - -Mori and Nattie exchanged glances. What could the fellow mean? Ralph -speedily informed them. - -"Do you think I would tamely submit to arrest and go from here with the -certain knowledge that my destination would be a long term in a prison?" -he snarled. "Do you think I am a fool? I have a safeguard here in the -person of your puny, crippled brother." - -Again Mori and Nattie asked themselves what the fellow meant. Was it -possible he would be villain enough to resort to personal violence. The -younger Manning paled at the very thought. - -"What would you do?" he called out, and his voice was unsteady. - -Ralph laughed, triumphantly. - -"I see I have touched the right spot," he replied. "I'll tell you in a -very few words. If you do not permit us to go free from here and give -your solemn promise--I guess you had better put it in writing--that you -will not molest us for this, and also that you will withdraw from the -competition for those army contracts, I'll kill Grant Manning with my -own hands." - -Nattie was very white when the English youth finished. His worst fears -were realized. That Ralph meant what he said he firmly believed. Not so -Mori. - -"Don't pay any attention to his threats," whispered the latter. "He is -only trying what you Americans call a 'bluff.' He wouldn't dare do any -such thing. He thinks too much of his own neck, the precious scoundrel." - -As if in refutation of his opinion, Ralph called out in determined -tones: - -"I mean what I say. I would rather hang than live ten or fifteen years -in prison. I leave it to you. You can take your choice. I will give you -ten minutes to make up your minds, and if, at the end of that time, you -do not agree to my terms it'll be the last of your brother." - -"Come away where we can talk without being under the eye of that -miserable villain," said Mori, gravely. - -"Wait; I wish to try a last chance," replied Nattie. He added in a loud -voice: "In the castle, there. Willis Round, Cronin, do you intend to -abide by Ralph Black's murderous proposition?" - -"That Oi do, and if he'd take my advice, he'd kill th' lot of yez," -instantly replied the Irishman. - -The ex-bookkeeper's answer was longer in coming, and it was not so -emphatic, but it was to the same effect. Nattie was turning away sadly -when he heard Grant's familiar voice saying, resolutely: - -"Do not give in, brother. Wait for the police, and you can capture them. -Ralph won't----" - -The sentence remained unfinished. The speaker's captors had evidently -interposed with effect. Nattie and Mori walked sadly to the edge of the -forest. They left Sumo in front of the entrance on watch. - -"There isn't any use talking about it," said the former. "We must agree -to his terms. I wouldn't have a hair of Grant's head harmed for all the -contracts on earth. True, he may be lying, but it is better to run no -risks. What do you think about it?" - -"I believe you are right. We will permit them to go free, but we'll wait -until the expiration of the time mentioned. Perhaps something will turn -up. I hate to see that scoundrel and his mates crowing over us." - -"I have known Ralph Black a great many years, but I never thought he -would prove to be such a thoroughly heartless and desperate villain. As -a boy he was headstrong and willful. He delighted in cruelty to animals, -and was brutal to those weaker than himself, but I little dreamed he -would come to this." - -"The boy was father to the man," replied Mori, philosophically. "He had -it in him from birth. It is hereditary; see what his father is. Well, -the time is almost up, and we might as well go and confess ourselves -beaten. Ugh! it is a bitter pill to swallow." - -On rejoining Sumo they found that worthy moving uneasily about in front -of the entrance. They saw also that the space behind the portcullis was -empty. The tramping of horses came from within, but there were no signs -of Ralph or his companions. - -"Where in the deuce have they gone?" exclaimed Nattie, anxiously. - -"I do not know, excellency," replied the porter. "The funny man with the -fire hair and the youth went away from the door a few minutes ago. The -tall, thin man, ran up to them and said something in a voice full of -joy, then they all disappeared." - -"Something is up," exclaimed Mori, then he hailed the castle in a loud -voice. There was no reply. Nattie repeated the summons, but with the -same result. Now thoroughly alarmed, he and the young Japanese advanced -to the portcullis and beat upon it with their weapons. - -An echoing sound came from the gloomy interior, but that was all. Sumo -was instantly bidden to bring men with axes, and others were sent along -the shore of the lake to see if an attempt at escape had been made. - -In due time the barrier at the entrance was broken away, and the two -lads, followed by their native allies, rushed past into the ruins. Over -in one corner of what had been the main yard were five horses tethered -to several posts. Stores and articles of clothing were scattered about, -but of the fugitive party there was no sign. - -A hasty search was made of the different apartments; the remains of the -roof were examined; the outer walls inspected, but at last Nattie and -his companions were compelled to acknowledge themselves baffled. The -entire party, prisoner and all, had mysteriously disappeared. - - - - -CHAPTER XXX. - -THE TRAGEDY IN THE TUNNEL. - - -Greatly puzzled, the lads searched the interior again and again. Not a -place large enough to accommodate even a dog was omitted. The towers -were mere shells, with here and there a huge beam of wood, all that was -left of the different floors. - -A door opening upon the lake was found, but it had been impassable for -years. Masses of _débris_, encumbering the castle, were moved about, but -nothing was discovered until finally the giant, Sumo, while delving into -the darkest corner of the most remote apartment, suddenly stepped into a -hole, and narrowly saved himself by grasping at the edge. - -His cries brought the whole party helter-skelter into the room. A torch -of resinous pine was lighted, and the mystery revealed. The hole was the -jagged entrance to a tunnel, the bottom of which was dimly visible in -the rays cast by the flickering light. - -"It is a secret exit from the castle," cried Nattie. "Quick! bring other -torches; we must follow at once." - -"I thought we would find something of the kind," remarked Mori, no less -excited. "All these old _shiros_ have such outlets. It is fortunate we -have found this so easily. The other party cannot be very far in -advance." - -There was much running about, but finally a start was made with an ample -supply of torches. Sumo was the only native that could be induced to -accompany the lads, the others hanging back in superstitious terror. - -Word was left with one of the _'rikisha_ men to hold the police at the -castle until word arrived, then Nattie and Mori eagerly descended into -the cavity, Sumo bringing up the rear with the sticks of pine and his -ancient sword. - -A few crumbling steps led to the bottom, which was about twelve or -thirteen feet from the floor. A little heap of dust at the lower level -bore the imprints of several feet. It was proof enough that the -fugitives had entered the tunnel. - -A couple of yards from the entrance the excavation made a sharp descent. -The floor was thick with slime, and moisture dripped from overhead. The -tunnel became smaller and smaller and traces of masonry were found. - -"We are passing under the moat," said Mori, elevating his torch. "Ugh! -what a dreadful place this is." - -Nattie made no reply. He walked ahead steadily, and ever kept his eyes -in advance, as if eager to catch sight of the fugitives. Huge rats -peered at the party from sheltered nooks, or darted across their path, -as if careless of molestation. The silence was intense; the solitude -painful. - -Presently the air became foul. It was thick and heavy with an odor like -that of a tomb. On turning a corner they suddenly came upon a row of -human skeletons stretched out in an orderly manner upon the floor. It -was a ghastly spectacle, and brought a terrified cry from Sumo. He -stopped and appeared unwilling to cross the bones. - -"Come on, or remain alone," said Nattie, grimly. - -The giant porter promptly followed them, but his huge frame shook with -superstitious fear. At the end of five minutes, a brief halt was made. -The tunnel was filled with a dark, moldy air, difficult to breathe. -Gasping and coughing, Mori turned an inquiring eye to his friend. - -"We must not turn back," replied the lad. "They passed through here, and -we can also. Come; we are losing time. See, the torches are burning out. -If we do not hasten we will be left in darkness." - -The very possibility of such a dread occurrence sent the trio on almost -at a run. To be left in darkness in the tunnel, with its ghastly -tenants, was terrifying to contemplate. Sumo magnified the horrors a -hundredfold through his ignorance, and his plight was pitiful to see. - -On, on; the torches flickering; grotesque shadows surrounding them; the -atmosphere becoming more dank and difficult to breathe with each passing -moment. Huge rodents pattering before, their sharp, piercing eyes -gleaming like the optics of fleeing demons; a dripping of water here and -puddles of foul scum there. - -Only one thing strengthened the little party as they sped along, and -that was the knowledge that other humans had passed through the same -horrors but a few brief moments before. - -"How much farther?" gasped Mori, for the tenth time. - -"How much farther?" echoed Sumo, with a groan. - -"Heart up," replied Nattie, redoubling his speed. "We must be almost -there. Don't give up. Remember Ralph and the others took the same -journey. Are they more brave than we?" - -"You are right, my boy. We must persist; the end cannot be far away." - -They had already traveled a distance at least equal to two city blocks. -The tunnel had made various turns, but as yet they had not encountered -any side excavations. This was fortunate, as it permitted them to -continue ahead without any doubt as to the proper passage. - -Presently, to the unspeakable delight of all three, the air became less -foul. - -"We are almost there," cried Nattie, cheerily. "Courage, courage!" - -It was time. The torches, mere pine slivers, had burned away until only -a few inches remained. They had started with an ample supply, but while -passing the ghastly array of skeletons, Sumo had dropped the reserve -bundle in his terror. - -Suddenly the one carried by Mori gave out; then Nattie's gave a feeble -splutter and expired. Presently, however, the floor in the tunnel began -to brighten, and finally, on turning a corner, a feeble speck of light -became perceptible in the distance. - -"The end, thank God!" shouted Mori. - -The echoes of his voice had hardly died away when a most dreadful thing -happened. Without the slightest warning to herald its approach there -came a terrific rending shock. It seemed as if the very bowels of the -earth had collapsed in one great crash. - -Nattie and Mori and Sumo were thrown to the ground with violent force, -and there they lay mercifully deprived of consciousness, while around -them the walls and roof and floor of the tunnel heaved and pitched in -the throes of an earthquake. - -The disturbance only lasted a moment, but it was some time before the -little party recovered. Nattie was the first to stagger to his feet. -The torch had gone out, leaving an impenetrable darkness. The welcoming -light--the light proclaiming the exit from the tunnel--had disappeared. - -The lad was bewildered, almost daft, and small wonder. He lurched about -until at last he stumbled and fell across Mori. The shock brought the -young Japanese to his senses. Then Sumo scrambled to his feet. - -Panic-stricken, they started to run. Slipping, staggering, sorely -bruising themselves against the sides of the passage, they fled in -overwhelming terror. A yard, ten yards, a hundred yards, and then they -brought up with a crash against an impenetrable barrier of rock and -earth. - -The exit was closed! - - - - -CHAPTER XXXI. - -RALPH SECURES REINFORCEMENTS. - - -"The exit is closed!" - -The cry came simultaneously from all three. Shrill and with a terrible -weight of despair it echoed through the tunnel. Then came a weird -crooning. It was the death-song of Sumo's people. - -Mori stopped him with a fierce command, saying, harshly: - -"Silence, dog! Would you add to our misery? Silence, I say!" - -The result of civilization now became apparent. The first natural -feeling of terror passed, the reaction came, and both Nattie and the -young Japanese were able to discuss their situation with more or less -calmness. - -"This is dreadful, simply dreadful," said the latter; "but we must face -it and see what can be done to save ourselves." - -"What was it, an earthquake?" - -"Yes, but not much of a shock. We felt it down here; above ground it was -simply a wave of minor strength." - -"But others may come, masters," exclaimed the porter, with chattering -teeth. - -"You are right. We must hasten back the way we came. The shock has -barred our passage in this direction; only the castle exit remains to -us." - -There was little time lost in commencing the retreat. Grasping hands the -three staggered along the tunnel floor, walking, running, and even -crawling at times. The dust that had filled the excavation immediately -after the earthquake soon settled, and the breathing became easier. - -Presently Nattie stopped. - -"What is the matter?" anxiously asked Mori. - -"Grant--what of him?" replied the lad, pitifully. "Do you think they -succeeded in leaving before the shock came?" - -"Undoubtedly. We saw the exit, and had almost gained it. They had at -least ten minutes' start. Don't worry; Grant is safe." - -Reassured, Nattie resumed the flight with his companions. In due time -they came to the crypt occupied by the skeletons, but Sumo never -faltered. That terror had paled before a greater. - -A foreboding that another barrier might be encountered brought a pallor -to the cheeks of the fugitives. The fear was fortunately without -foundation. The passage remained clear, and in due course of time they -reached the bottom of the steps leading to the castle floor. - -Weary, worn out, their clothing disordered and torn, and with the fear -of death still lingering in their faces, the three painfully scrambled -into the air and flung themselves, gasping for breath, upon the stone -pavement of the inner yard of the _shiro_. - -The place was deserted. The coolies and _'rikisha_ men had evidently -fled at the first signs of the earthquake. Presently a confused murmur -of voices from the outside indicated that they were still within easy -call. - -After a brief moment of rest Nattie staggered to his feet, and, followed -by his companions, emerged upon the drawbridge. Their appearance was -received with shouts of astonishment and awe. To the superstitious eyes -of the natives, they were as beings of another world. - -That any mortal could survive the clutches of the _jishin_, or -earthquake, while in its domains underground was not possible. With one -accord the terrified natives fled for the forest. - -They were speedily brought to a halt by Mori, who was in no mood for -foolishness. Rushing after them, he grasped the nearest and fiercely -ordered him to bring food and _sake_, the mild wine of the country. - -"Fools; what think you?" he exclaimed. "We are not ghosts. We have -escaped from the tunnel through the aid of a merciful Providence. We are -exhausted, and require meat and drink." - -With many ejaculations of awe and amazement the _karumayas_ obeyed. -Before eating, Mori, Nattie and Sumo removed the tattered remnants of -their clothing, and bathed themselves in the cool waters of the lake. -Then a few mouthfuls of food were taken. - -The wine put new life in the lads. Refreshed and invigorated, they -prepared for the pursuit. It was decided without caution that the caves -must be reached without delay. - -"I am positive it is their destination," said Nattie. - -"Undoubtedly. We will follow the scoundrels with the aid of their own -horses. Sumo, you and two others come with us. The rest can wait for the -arrival of the police. Forward!" - -After the party had ridden a short distance, Mori was seen to cast many -anxious glances toward the mighty peak of Bandai-San. It was in plain -view, apparently on the other shore of the lake, and its sloping reaches -spoke eloquently of the ages in which the flow of molten lava had -created the majestic mountain. - -"What is the matter?" asked Nattie. - -"I don't like the looks of the old fellow this morning," replied the -young Japanese. "Do you see that misty vapor hovering over the summit. -That means activity of the volcano. Mark my words, it is on the eve of -an eruption." - -"Yes, Bandai-San is awaking from his long sleep," put in Sumo. - -"That earthquake must have had something to do with it," said Nattie. - -"No doubt. It may be the forerunner of a strong disturbance." - -As they rode on, the curious cloud became more pronounced. Fearing the -recurrence of a shock, the party avoided the shelter of trees, and kept -to the open as much as possible. - -After leaving the neighborhood of the lake a road was encountered, so -bad that it was necessary to walk the horses. At last it degenerated -into a mere path among the narrow paddy fields. A collection of rude -huts hardly numerous enough to deserve the title of village was reached -after a while. - -Singularly enough, there were no inhabitants visible. Not the slightest -signs of life could be seen save the still smoking embers of a fire -outside of one of the houses. This apparent air of desertion was -rendered all the more strange because of the intense interest generally -created among the natives by the cavalcade. - -"Find out what is the matter, Sumo," directed Mori. - -The giant cantered up to one of the huts and rapped lustily upon the -wall with his sword. Presently a head was thrust through a hole in the -thatch, but it immediately disappeared on seeing the warlike porter. - -"Come out of that," Sumo shouted, authoritatively. "Give my masters some -information, or I'll burn your hut about your ears. Out, I say!" - -There was a moment of delay, then a shrinking, half-clad Japanese coolie -crept from the door and cast himself at Sumo's feet. He was evidently -greatly terrified. He wailed aloud, and refused to raise his head from -the dust. Impatient at the delay, Mori and Nattie rode up and commanded -the wretch to speak. - -"Did a party composed of foreigners and several coolies with a prisoner -pass through here recently?" asked the former. - -"Yes, excellency," stammered the man. "There were seven in all. They -stopped here, and compelled twenty of our best men to accompany them. -They made them carry reaping-hooks and almost all the provisions in -town. They took my store of rice for the winter." - -"Whew! Ralph intends to prepare for a siege," exclaimed Nattie. "What a -fool he is! Men and provisions, eh? What can he hope to do against the -authorities?" - -"Did they state their destination?" Mori asked the native. - -"No, but they went in that direction," he replied, pointing beyond -Bandai-San. - -"That's the way to the caves," muttered Nattie, then he added, aloud: -"How long have they been gone?" - -"Not twenty minutes, excellency. Look! you can see the dust still -lingering above the bushes upon that hill. They are not to the base of -the mountain yet." - -After tossing the man a couple of _yen_, to repay him for the loss of -his rice, Nattie put spurs to his horse and led the way up the path. -Presently the party reached a species of tableland, near the summit of -an almost inaccessible hill which rose near the base of the volcano. - - - - -CHAPTER XXXII. - -THE FLASHING OF THE SWORDS. - - -The spot seemed wild and desolate, there being no evidence of -cultivation or of human habitation. On one side extended numerous deep -ravines, which gave an air of solemnity to the scene. The narrow, -seldom-used path turned sharply to the left in a direction away from -their destination. - -A halt was called upon a natural platform overgrown with brambles. Sumo, -who had some knowledge of woodcraft, leaped from his horse and examined -the brush. - -"They have passed here, masters," he announced. "I find little threads -hanging to the thorns; and the grass is trampled in places." - -"We must proceed with caution," said Mori, restraining Nattie, who had -already started. "Remember, Ralph has a number of men with him, and he -is liable to ambuscade us." - -"I will go on ahead," volunteered the giant porter, swinging his massive -sword vindictively. "You follow slowly. If I see anything I will make -the sound of a wild crow." - -"Don't lose any time in your scouting," said Nattie, impatiently. -"Confound them, they'll get away from us yet." - -Leaving his horse in charge of one of the coolies, Sumo slipped through -the brush and disappeared down one of the ravines. After looking to -their weapons, the rest silently followed. They had barely traveled a -hundred yards when the harsh cry of a wild crow came to their ears; then -before the echoes had died away, the fierce clashing of steel thrilled -the air. - -"He has been attacked," shouted Nattie, putting his horse to the bushes. -"Quick, we have them now!" - -With the rest at his back, he dashed down a gentle slope into the head -of the ravine. Passing a large clump of trees they came upon a most -thrilling scene. Two hundred yards from the hill the valley narrowed to -a space not wider than a city sidewalk. - -The "gut" was formed by a huge mass of earth, which had fallen from the -heights overhead. The bottom was evidently the dry bed of a mountain -stream, and innumerable bowlders and jagged pieces of flint were -scattered here and there, rendering walking difficult. - -The scenery was an afterthought. That which instantly attracted the -attention of Nattie and Mori was the figure of a native almost as large -as Sumo standing at the beginning of the narrow passage. The fellow was -armed with a sword, which he shook vindictively at the party. - -Several feet away stood the giant porter, calmly whetting the huge -weapon given him by Mori. Farther up the ravine stood the Irishman, -Patrick Cronin. The man grinned impudently on seeing the newcomers, then -he turned and disappeared behind a mass of underbrush. - -"After him!' shouted Nattie, riding headlong into the valley. - -"Hold!" - -The abrupt warning came from Sumo. He had strode in the way with one -hand raised. - -"What do you mean?" demanded Mori. And as he spoke he leveled his -revolver at the challenging figure standing in the middle of the "gut." - -"Don't shoot him, excellency," exclaimed Sumo, imploringly. "That is -Raiko, the thug. I knew him in Yokohama. He did me an injury once. Now, -I claim satisfaction." - -"What nonsense is this?" shouted Nattie. "Would you delay us, man?" - -"It will not take long," replied Sumo, with a scowl directed toward -Raiko. "I'll promise you his head in the song of a stork. See! I -commence." - -He sprang forward, and with great agility threw himself upon Raiko. The -latter uttered a shrill cry, seemingly of exultation and defiance, and -in the twinkling of an eye the ancient enemies were engaged in what -evidently promised to be mortal combat. - -Human nature is not proof against the thrill and excitement of war. Much -as we deplore fighting, there is something in the clash of arms that -fascinates us. From the glorious spectacle of marshaled armies to the -duel between individuals, there is a charm not to be resisted by mankind -of any degree. - -Nattie and Mori were not different in that respect from other lads. They -were both truthful, honest, manly boys, with a just knowledge of right -and wrong, but deep down in their hearts was a little of the old leaven -with which we are still afflicted more or less. - -For the moment they forgot their quest and watched the fight with eager -eyes. The two combatants were equally matched. If anything, Sumo was -slightly taller, but Raiko made up for the discrepancy in a greater -breadth of shoulders. - -Both were armed with the heavy two-edged sword formerly used by the -ancient _daimios_, and they were fairly skilled in the practice. Raiko -had the advantage in position. Where he had taken his stand was a spot -elevated a foot or more above the rest of the ravine. Sumo, however, -had greater room in which to swing his weapon, and in case of pressure -he had the ravine at his back. - -At the first onslaught the play was furious, and the rocks rang with the -clash of steel. Cut, slash, went the swords. Backward and forward sprang -the antagonists. Now to the right, now to the left, dodging, leaping, -advancing, and retreating. - -In the midst of it all came the hissing murmur of strained voices. -Tongues were going as well as arms--words keen with venom; phrases -sharpened with hate played their part in the fierce duel. - -Presently the fury of the combat had slackened. Nature was calling a -halt. Of the two, Raiko had suffered the most. He was bleeding in a -dozen places. But Sumo had not entirely escaped. A broad, raw wound on -his right thigh showed where his antagonist's sword had tasted blood. - -Like two bucks weary with strife, the twain backed away from one another -and, leaning upon their weapons, glared with unabated hatred. The -respite was momentary. Ere Nattie and Mori could speak they were at it -again. - -"Dog! Robber of the lame!" shouted Sumo, aiming a shrewd blow at his -enemy. "Your career is ended. Now for a taste of revenge. Remember the -night at the _matsura_? Remember the cowardly thrust thou gavest my -brother?" - -"Yes; and I have one such for thee, worm!" retorted Raiko. "Thou bulk of -nothingness, I'll send thee to the offal heap to-day, and--ugh! ugh!" - -With a harsh cry, almost inhuman in its intensity, he fell against the -side of the ravine, sent there by a terrible downward blow from Sumo's -triumphant sword. Leaping upon his prostrate enemy, the giant porter -gave a sweep of the weapon, then he stood erect with Raiko's gory head -in his grasp! - - - - -CHAPTER XXXIII. - -"GRANT! BROTHER, IS IT YOU?" - - -The scene was tragic. A ray from the afternoon sun glinted down through -a rift in the foliage, bringing out in bold relief the warrior figure of -the giant. Thus he stood for a moment, evidently tasting his triumph to -the full, then, with a contemptuous laugh, he tossed the head of his -fallen foe upon the prostrate trunk. - -"Send me to the offal heap, thou braggart?" he exclaimed. "Where art -thou now, Raiko? It was a lie to be answered with the rest of thy sins -at the foot of the throne of Buddha. Poof! that was an easy fight. Now I -try conclusions with the fiery-bearded foreigner." - -Turning, he sped up the ravine and vanished from sight, leaving Nattie -and Mori eying one another in astonishment. - -"What a bloodthirsty wretch it is!" said the latter. - -"Civilization is merely skin deep in some," dryly replied his companion. -"This is a sorry spectacle even in the interior of your country. Don't -you think we should feel ashamed?" - -"I don't know but that you are right," was the naïve reply. "But, -confound it all, Nattie, Sumo had great provocation, and, remember, he -fought in our interests." - -"Then we will forgive him. I'll harbor a little contempt for myself for -some time, though. Let somebody bury the body, or take it to the nearest -village. Come; we have lost too much time as it is." - -"Sumo is as rash as he is brave," remarked Mori, as he rode along at his -friend's side. "If he don't watch out, Patrick will nab him." - -While trotting across a rocky shelf, Nattie chanced to look up toward -the cone of the nearby volcano. To his surprise, he saw that the vapory -mist had given way to a dense volume of pitch-black smoke. Little -tongues of flame shot athwart the column at intervals, and hovering over -the summit was a cloud of ashes glinting dully in the sun. - -"That looks threatening," he exclaimed, calling Mori's attention to it. - -"By Jove, Bandai-San is in eruption," was the instant reply. "It is the -first time in my memory, too." Then he added, gravely: "Nattie, this -comes at a bad time." "Why?" - -"If there should be a flow of lava--which is highly probable--our stay -in this neighborhood will be dangerous." - -"Does it ever reach this far?" - -"No; but we must pass near the base of the mountain on our way to the -caves." - -"And the other party?" - -"They will be placed in peril also." - -"Then we must catch them before they reach there," exclaimed Nattie, -urging his horse forward. "I don't care a snap for Ralph or his crew, -but Grant----" - -"Sh-h-h! Some one is coming down the ravine." - -A dull noise, like the scrambling of naked feet over the gravel and -rocky soil of the dry river bed, came to their ears. It increased until -at last it became evident that a considerable body of men were -approaching. - -"Quick! out of the way!" exclaimed Nattie, turning sharply to the right. - -Reining in his steed behind an overhanging mass of earth, he drew his -revolver and waited in silence. - -Mori soon joined him. They had barely concealed themselves when a score -of half-naked natives dashed past, uttering cries of alarm as they ran. - -They were apparently wild with terror. The cause was speedily explained. -While hurrying down the ravine more than one would pause and cast -fearful glances toward the smoking crater of old Bandai-San. The -impending eruption was the secret of their flight. - -"It is the body of villagers taken away by Ralph," said Mori. "Their -terror of the volcano has proved stronger than their fear of the -foreigners. Good! I am glad they have abandoned him. Now he won't have -such an overwhelming force." - -"Did you notice whether the two other coolies were with them? I mean -those who were with Ralph at the castle?" - -"I think I did see one. Humph! you can rest assured that very few -natives will remain in the neighborhood when a volcano is spouting fire. -I even wonder that Sumo----" - -As if the name carried the magic power of conjuring, it was barely -uttered when the bushes on the left slope of the ravine parted and the -giant porter strode into view. - -"Hail, masters," he said, stopping and wiping his perspiring face. - -"Where have you been? What have you seen?" asked Nattie and Mori, in a -breath. - -"I was in chase of the devil with the red beard." - -"Did you see him?" - -Sumo laughed grimly. - -"Yes, as the hunter sees the hawk in its flight," he replied. "Red-beard -is swift in his pace when danger threatens." - -"Did you see the others?" eagerly asked Nattie. - -"No, but I followed them close to the mud caves. Poof! they are fools. -Know they not that the demon of the mountain, old 'Jishin' himself, -lives there? And now is his hunting time. See! Bandai-San is angry. He -sends forth fire and smoke. Presently the river that runs molten red -will flow down the mountainside." - -"Are you afraid?" rather contemptuously asked Nattie. - -"Not of mortal, master; but it is no shame to bow to the wrath of the -gods. Whither go you?" - -"In search of my brother," was the terse reply, and the lad set spurs to -his horse. - -"You shall not go alone," spoke up Mori, riding after him. - -Sumo glanced after their retreating forms, then he cast his eyes upward -to where the smoke over the crater was assuming a ruddy tinge. It was -enough. Tossing up his arms, he started off at a long trot and vanished -over the bit of tableland at the head of the ravine. His superstitious -fears had proved the victor. - -"Mori, you are a friend indeed," said Nattie, when the young Japanese -rejoined him. "But I cannot permit you to run unnecessary risks for our -sake. Return while you have the chance." - -"Not much," was the hearty reply. "Where you go I go. You insult me. Do -you think I would leave you and Grant in the lurch? Not if ten thousand -volcanoes were to erupt. Tut! tut! that will do. Not another word." - -"I will say this, old fellow," gratefully. "You will never regret your -actions on this trip. We will find some way to repay you." - -On up the valley rode the two friends, side by side. Presently a place -was reached where it became necessary to leave the horses and continue -on foot. Shortly after they had dismounted there came a deep rumbling -noise and the earth trembled beneath their feet. - -Pale but resolute, they strode along. There was a smell of sulphur in -the air; the leaves of the scrubby trees were coated with impalpable -gray ashes, and a sifting cloud of powdery fragments fell upon them. - -Suddenly, while passing around an abrupt bend in the ravine, they saw -ahead of them the figure of a youth limping in their direction. Nattie -gave the newcomer one startled glance, then he rushed forward, crying: - -"Grant! Brother, is it you?" - - - - -CHAPTER XXXIV. - -THE MYSTERIOUS FORCES OF NATURE. - - -It was Grant. Hobbling along as fast as his crippled limbs could carry -him, he threw himself into his brother's arms, and for a moment they -forgot all else in the emotion of their greeting. Then Mori came in for -his well-earned share. - -The amount of handshaking and incoherent expressions that followed was -wonderful. Mutual explanations were demanded and given with hearty good -will. The lame youth told briefly his experiences on board the junk, -then he added: - -"After we left that dreadful tunnel running from the castle I almost -gave up hope. I felt instinctively that you were underground when that -first earthquake shock came, and I was awfully worried." - -"We escaped, as you can see," said Nattie, with a happy grin. - -"If not you are pretty lively ghosts," said Grant, in the same vein; -then he continued: "That brute Ralph hurried us along the mountain for a -while. Then we stopped at a village and compelled some of the poor -natives to accompany us. I tell you, Ralph Black must be crazy. None -but a lunatic would hope to escape from the law for such an outrage. -Fancy him thinking he could take me to a cave in the mountain and keep -off the lawful forces of the country." - -"It is past belief," remarked Mori. "But tell us, how did you manage to -escape?" - -"I am coming to that. But hadn't we better leave this neighborhood? -Ralph and Patrick are liable to follow me at any moment." - -"Where is Willis Round?" quickly asked Nattie, noting the omission of -the bookkeeper's name. - -Grant smiled. - -"We needn't fear anything from him," he said. - -"Is he dead?" - -"No; he helped me to escape." - -"What!" - -"It is a fact. Wait; I'll tell you. After we arrived in the vicinity of -the caves--which are dreadful places, by the way--Round slipped up to me -and began to talk about matters in general. Before he had said many -words I saw his object. He was trying to 'hedge,' as they call it in -racing parlance." - -"To crawl out of the scrape, eh?" - -"Yes; I led him on, and he presently asked me point-blank if I would -promise to save him from punishment if he should help me to escape. I -replied that I would do what I could for him, but I would promise -nothing. He was content with that, and after a while he succeeded in -cutting the thongs binding my hands. - -"Shortly after, while we were hurrying through a dense copse I slipped -behind and ran as fast as I could on the back trail. It was a risky -piece of business, as Ralph had threatened to shoot me if I made another -attempt to escape." - -"And the villain would do it, too," said Nattie. - -"I believe he would. The boy is crazy--clean stark crazy. None but a -lunatic would do as he has done." - -"They must see their mistake now," remarked Mori, grimly. - -"They do. Willis Round is nearly frightened to death. Patrick still -remains obstinate and advises a general slaughter of all, but I think he -is weakening. The natives they took from the village deserted on account -of the threatening eruption of the volcano." - -All three glanced up to the summit of Bandai-San. The smoke and flame -had increased in volume. It was a terrifying sight and instinctively the -little party moved toward the head of the ravine. - -They had walked only a short distance when a tremor shook the earth, -sending a mass of dirt and rocks tumbling down the side of the valley. -Then, in the twinkling of an eye, a thick cloud of ashes was showered -upon them. - -Now thoroughly frightened, the boys set out at a run, Nattie and Mori -assisting the crippled youth, one on each side. Suddenly a dull shock, -like the explosion of a mine, almost knocked them prostrate, and -directly in front they saw the earth fly from a conical hole in the side -of the ravine with the impetus of a hundred-ton gun. - -When the dust and _débris_ settled, they beheld a small crater, probably -fifteen feet in width, occupying a spot a dozen yards above the dry bed -of the stream. It was only a small affair as craters go, but the -mysterious operation of the natural volcanic forces sent a thrill -through the lads, and they scrambled to their feet with but one intent, -and that was to leave the place as quickly as possible. - -"Come!" hoarsely exclaimed Mori, turning a face pallid with dread to his -companions. "We haven't a moment to lose. If an eruption should occur -and the lava flow down this side of the mountain nothing could save us -from a horrible death." - -"Is it as bad as that?" gasped Nattie, glancing fearfully toward the -volcano. - -The answer came not in words. Suddenly, and with terrific force a -thunderous report rent the air. Darkness darker than midnight fell upon -the scene as if a pall had descended upon them from the heavens. A -blinding shower of hot ashes and sand rained in torrents, then--then -while the three lads groveled with their faces in the dust the earth -rocked and rocked, and rocked again. - -Presently--was it a moment or an eternity?--a strange hissing noise -became apparent. Multiply the escaping steam from an overcharged boiler -ten thousand times and you would only have a faint idea of the terrible -noise that filled the air to the exclusion of all other sounds. - -For the space of many seconds the earth continued to undulate like the -surface of the sea. Explosion after explosion came in rapid succession, -each seeming greater than its predecessor, until at last one came that -shook the earth to its foundations. - -To the three lads prone in the little ravine it was as if the end of the -world had come. They lost all thought of time or place. They remained -bowed down before the majestic forces of nature, incapable of moving, or -speaking, or even thinking. - -In time the dread convulsions ceased. Ill with a nausea like that of the -sea, Grant and Nattie and Mori finally scrambled to their feet and -attempted to run. It was a futile effort. Their trembling limbs refused -to carry them, and they sank back once more. - -Let not the reader think it cowardice. No more brave and sturdy youths -than Nattie and Mori could be found in all Japan. And Grant--if feeble -in frame and prone to disease physically, his soul was absolutely -fearless in the common happenings of life. - -Only those who have experienced the awful feeling incidental to one of -those terrible convulsions of nature called earthquakes can testify as -to its effect on the human mind. It is the most mysterious, and the most -dreadful force known to man. The writer speaks from experience, having -narrowly escaped with his life from one encountered while on a journey -through a Central American republic. - -It came without warning, and in its duration of not more than eight -seconds--think of it!--leveled hundreds of houses and claimed a score of -human lives. Its immediate effect was as if the earth was slipping away -and one's grasp lost on all things mundane. - - - - -CHAPTER XXXV. - -RETRIBUTION! - - -It was some time before the boys could again regain their feet. As the -minutes slipped past without a recurrence of the shocks their courage -and self-confidence returned. They did not stop to discuss the matter, -but promptly obeyed their first instinct, which was to leave the -accursed spot without delay. - -They had barely started down the ravine with tottering limbs when -Nattie, who was in the rear heard a hoarse cry behind him. It was not -human. It was harsh and gurgling, like the scream of a wild fowl in the -clutches of a giant eagle. - -The lad paused and glanced back, then he cried out in horror. His -companions instantly turned and looked in the direction indicated by his -outstretched hand. Approaching them at a staggering walk was the almost -unrecognizable figure of a tall, thin man. - -His clothing hung in charred tatters from a frame that seemed bent and -distorted, evidently from some great calamity; the hat was gone, the -hair burned away, and caking the lower limbs as high as the knees was a -mass of grayish, slimy mud. - -As he advanced in a series of tremulous lurches he stretched forth his -hands in piteous supplication. Presently he fell to the ground and lay -there writhing like a wounded animal. The boys ran to his side. They -gave him one glance, then recoiled in horrified amazement. - -"Heavens above!" cried Grant; "it is Willis Round!" - -The poor wretch at their feet twisted around and revealed a scarred, -marked face with sightless eyes. After great effort, he whispered, -hoarsely: - -"Water! water! Give me water!" - -Luckily, Nattie carried a canteen-shaped bottle of the precious fluid. -Bending over, he placed it to the sufferer's lips. With what joy and -relief did he drink! The draught placed new life in him. He presently -gasped: - -"Who is--is here? Is it Grant--Grant Manning?" - -"Yes, it is I," quickly replied the lame youth. "Can I do anything for -you? Ha! why do I ask such a question? Quick, Nattie, Mori; we must take -him to the nearest town. He needs medical attendance at once." - -"It is too late," groaned Round. "I am a dead man. The end of the world -is at hand, and I am caught in sin. The others----" - -"What of them?" asked Grant, eagerly. - -"They are gone." - -"Dead?" - -"Yes; the volcano was shattered by the eruption, the liquid mud and -earth--ugh!--rolled down to the caves. I saw it in time and almost -succeeded in--in escaping. But Ralph and Patrick were buried under -thousands--ugh!--of tons of molten earth." - -For the first time since the convulsion the boys glanced up at the peak -of Bandai-San. To their awe they saw that its shape had been totally -changed. Instead of the graceful cone with its dimple of a crater, it -now seemed shorn of half its height. The summit was simply a jagged edge -of cliff-like reaches. - -[1]In plain view to the left was a peculiar river, almost black in -color, and evidently rolling down the steep slope of the mountainside -like the waters of a cascade. Dense clouds of steam hovered over it, and -plainly apparent in the air were strange, weird sounds impossible to -describe. - -The grewsome sight brought back the first feeling of terror, and for a -moment the lads eyed one another in doubt. The desire to flee soon -passed away, however, and they again turned their attention to the -prostrate wretch. - -A change was coming over him. It needed no medical skill to tell that -the man was dying. Nattie gave him more water, and others made a couch -of their coats, but that was all. Willis Round was beyond mortal aid. In -the course of half an hour he gave a gasp, half arose upon his elbow and -then fell back lifeless. - -He was buried where he had died. Scooping a shallow grave in the soft -earth he was placed tenderly within and left to his last rest. As they -hurried away from the spot a strange silence fell upon Grant and his -companions. - -One brief hour before they had been eager in their denunciations of -Ralph Black and his fellow conspirators. Now all that was changed. An -awful fate had overtaken them in the very midst of their sins. In the -presence of the dread retribution all animosity was forgotten. Their -death was from the awful hand of Nature, and their tomb under thousands -of tons of Mother Earth! - -With all possible speed the boys left the eventful ravine. The horses -tethered near the spot of tableland had disappeared, evidently stampeded -by the convulsions. In due time the village from which Ralph had taken -his reinforcements was reached. It was entirely deserted. - -At a small town beyond the castle of Yamagata, reached late in the -afternoon, Sumo was found with other natives more brave than their -fellows. The giant porter became wild with delight and ran forth to -meet the tired wayfarers. - -"Welcome! thrice welcome!" he shouted, bowing his huge bulk almost to -the ground. "And thou escaped from old 'Jishin' after all? Glad am I, -excellencies; glad am I! But where are the fugitives? And where is the -foreigner, old Red-Beard?" - -"They are dead," gravely replied Mori. "They were killed by the -eruption. Get us meat and drink at once, coward. I am minded to punish -you for your desertion, dog." - -Sumo shrugged his shoulders philosophically. - -"As thou will, little master," he replied. "Punish if it be in thy -heart. I would have fought for thee if mortal enemies threatened, but -what is my puny arm to that of the underground demon?" - -"I do not blame you for running away, Sumo," spoke up Nattie, with an -involuntary shudder. "It was an awful experience, and one I have no -desire to meet again." - -"Amen!" fervently exclaimed Grant. - -That afternoon and night the boys rested. At daybreak on the following -day they started for the nearest railway station, in _jinrikishas_. As -reports came in from the country nearest to the other slope of -Bandai-San the terrible nature of the calamity became apparent. - -Whole towns had been swept away by the dreadful sea of molten mud -thrown from the crater. Thousands had been injured, and a thousand lost. -Many miles of land had been ruined. The destruction was almost -irreparable. - -At Tokio the boys purchased new outfits. They remained a few hours in -the capital, and then left for Yokohama. At Nattie's personal request, -Sumo had accompanied them. It was the lad's intention to install the -giant as a factotum of the firm in the counting-room. It was late in the -morning when they steamed into the railway station. As they left the -train, Mori turned to Grant with a cry of dismay. - -"By Jove! do you know what day this is?" he asked, excitedly. - -"No--that is--it's----" - -"The first of August, and the bids for those army contracts are to be -opened at noon!" - -FOOTNOTE: - -[1] An actual occurrence. On the sixteenth of July, 1888, the volcano of -Bandai-San, in Northern Japan, exploded, killing a thousand people. The -mountain was almost rent asunder, one-third being turned into liquid -mud! - - - - -CHAPTER XXXVI. - -CONCLUSION. - - -"The army contracts!" echoed Grant. "Why, bless my soul, you are right! -This is the day set by the war department for opening them." - -All three lads instinctively glanced at the station clock. - -"Great Scott!" exclaimed Nattie; "it's after eleven!" - -"In less than an hour the board will sit, and at Tokio--twenty miles -away!" Mori cried. "We have lost the chance after all." - -"Not without a struggle," firmly replied the lame youth. "There's Mr. -Burr over there. He is here to meet us. Nattie, take him to the nearest -stationer, and purchase three or four quires of official paper, pen and -ink. Be back in five minutes. Mori, come with me." - -While Nattie, too bewildered to speak, hurried away on his errand, Grant -grasped the Japanese youth's arm, and almost ran to the station master's -office. They found the official seated at his desk. - -"What time does the next train leave for the capital?" asked Grant. - -"At eleven-thirty, sir." - -"Too late. How long will it take you to start a special train?" - -The railway employee stared at his questioner in surprise. - -"A special train for Tokio?" he asked. - -"Yes." - -"We couldn't have it ready under twenty minutes. Why, what----" - -"Never mind the reason, sir," interrupted Grant, impatiently. "I must be -in Tokio before twelve o'clock." - -"It is impossible, sir." - -"Not at all. It must be done. Where is the engine that brought the train -in a few moments ago?" - -"It is still in the station, but it will go to the running sheds before -long." - -"I must have that engine," exclaimed Grant, with determination. "I will -pay you five hundred _yen_ for an hour's use of it. I will also give a -bonus of fifty _yen_ each to the engineer and fireman." - -Five minutes later a powerful locomotive left the station, bearing the -party. A small table had been secured, and hard at work upon it was Mr. -Burr, writing for dear life as Grant dictated. - -The line was clear, telegraphic orders having been sent to that effect -from Yokohama, and the intricate mass of iron flew upon its journey at -the rate of seventy miles an hour. - -It was a strange spectacle, and one never before witnessed in all Japan. -To the engineer and fireman, native born, it was a novelty indeed, and -they cast many curious glances at the group upon the tender. - -As the miles were covered at terrific speed, the ponderous engine swayed -and rocked like a ship in distress. But amid the lurching and tossing of -the fabric, Grant stood imperturbably droning word after word, sentence -upon sentence, while the canny Scot jotted them down as best he could. - -The document was a lengthy one, full of circumlocution and dreary -phrases, but at the end of twelve minutes, when the outskirts of Tokio -came in sight, it was finished. The three members of the firm affixed -their names just as the panting engine came to a sudden stop in the -railway station of the capital. - -_Jinrikishas_ with fleet _karumayas_ had been ordered by telegraph. The -distance to the war department was at least a mile. Springing into the -vehicles, the party were carried swiftly through the streets, a promise -of ten times the usual fare having lent wings to the men's feet. - -A clock observed midway indicated a quarter of twelve. - -"On, on, men!" cried Grant, imploringly. "Fifty _yen_ each if you do it -before the stroke of twelve." - -The promise was as a whip to a spirited horse. From lagging steps the -_karumayas_ bounded into a run. Down the narrow streets they darted, -past gardens, through thoroughfares crowded with pedestrians; on, on, -until at last, with a final spurt, the four _jinrikishas_ came to a halt -in front of the Japanese war office. - -Leaving Mr. Burr to settle with the coolies--who had well earned their -pay--Grant dashed into the building just as the first stroke of a -sonorous bell overhead proclaimed the hour of noon. - -As he passed through the entrance he noticed a door at the right bearing -upon its panels in Japanese, "War Department. Office of the Army Board." -It was standing slightly ajar, and from the interior came a confused -murmur of voices. - -Something prompted Grant and his companions to stop and peer through. -Seated at a large desk were several officers in uniform and other -gentlemen in civilian's clothes. In the center was Yoshisada Udono, -Grant's friend. Occupying chairs in the main portion of the room were -the German merchants of Yokohama, Swartz and Bauer, and Ralph's father, -Jesse Black. - -The warning bell had reached the seventh stroke! - -Arising to his feet with a triumphant smile upon his lean, suave face, -the English merchant advanced to the desk and laid thereon a packet. As -he turned to resume his seat there was a noise at the door, and the lame -youth marched in with calm dignity. - -"Ah, I see I am just in time," he said, with a pleasant smile. "Mr. -Udono, will you please accept our bid for the contracts?" - -"Certainly, Grant, with the greatest pleasure," quickly replied the -secretary. "Where have you been? I actually thought you would be----" - -He was interrupted by a snarl of mingled stupefaction and rage. Mr. -Black, who had been staring open mouthed at the lads, sprang forward, -and shouted: - -"It is too late! It is past the time. The hour of twelve----" - -"Has not struck yet," quietly interrupted Grant. "Listen! ten, eleven, -twelve! I was three seconds to the good." - -If ever baffled fury sat enthroned on a man's countenance it did then -upon that of the English merchant. He was speechless with anger and -disappointment. Shaking his fist in Grant's face, he stammered and -choked in a futile effort to berate him. - -"Mr. Black, a word with you," suddenly said Nattie, stepping up. - -The lad's tone was full of meaning. He turned and added to his brother -and Mori: - -"Let us leave for some quiet place and have it over with. You know we -have a sad duty to perform." - -"What, what's that?" asked the merchant, in alarm, recovering his -speech. "My son Ralph! What of him? Don't tell me he is injured." - -"Come with us," replied Grant, evasively. - -Leaving Mori to make a brief explanation to Mr. Udono, Nattie and he -took the Englishman into a side room and there told the story of his -son's awful end. - -It is a strange commentary on human nature that even the vilest beast -contains a well of tenderness. The hand that slays in cruel sport can -also caress with fond affection. The African mother has her maternal -love; the foulest rogue a word of kindness. - -Mr. Black was an unscrupulous man. He was a scoundrel at heart, but -there was an oasis in the desert of his immoral nature. It was his love -for his son Ralph. The news of his offspring's death came as a terrible -blow. His grief was pitiful. - -The spectacle of a strong man weeping in agony of spirit swept away all -thoughts of punishment. Grant exchanged glances with his brother, and -then said, sadly, but with firmness: - -"Mr. Black, we know everything. We know fully your connection with the -foul plot to abduct me, but we are content with our triumph over you. We -could have you arrested and sent to prison for a term of years, but we -will be merciful. You can go forth in freedom, but on certain -conditions." - -The miserable man stood listening with bowed head. - -"You must leave Japan at once," continued Grant, "and also make -restitution of the money overpaid to you on account of our father's -debt. That debt was paid to you before his death, and you know it." - -"No, Grant, your father did not pay me," replied Mr. Black, brokenly. - -"Then you still deny it!" exclaimed the lame youth, his voice growing -hard. - -"I will explain. I received part of the money, but not from your father. -The day Mr. Manning died in his office I received a call from Willis -Round. He said that he had taken the fifty-six hundred dollars in gold -from the safe, and would divide with me if I would promise to back him -up in pushing the firm to the wall. It was his idea to purchase the good -will of the business at a forced sale and start in for himself. I--I -consented, but our plans have failed." - -"Through no fault of yours," said Nattie, _sotto voce_. - -"Do you agree to the conditions?" asked Grant. - -"Yes, I will do as you say," replied the disgraced merchant. "I will -repay you and leave this country at once. I am content to do so. Oh, -Ralph, my son, my son!" - -He tottered from the room, and that was the last the lads saw of him. On -the following day a messenger brought to them in their office at -Yokohama a package of money containing the amount previously paid to Mr. -Black. - -Before the end of the week he had settled up his affairs and left Japan. -It was heard later that he had returned to England, where he went into -retirement with the money saved from his business. It is to be hoped he -sought repentance for his misdeeds. - -In these o'er-true tales it is a pleasure to part with some characters, -but painful to bid farewell to others. A writer has his likes and -dislikes, even in his own literature. It is said that the immortal -Dickens cried when he penned the description of Little Nell's death in -the "Old Curiosity Shop," and that his heart stirred with a curious -anger as he chronicled the villainies of Bill Sykes in another story. - -It is probably for a similar reason that I do not like to write the -words that will put an end for all time to Grant and Nattie and Mori. We -have spent many pleasant half hours together. It has been a pleasure to -depict their honesty, and manliness, and truth, to watch their brave -struggle against misfortune, and at last to record their final triumph. - -They will succeed in life--integrity and moral worth always do. They -secured the famous contract, and made a legitimate profit from it. That -was before the recent war between China and Japan. They invested their -increased capital, and are now, at the present date, on the fair road to -fortune. - -Mr. Burr is the manager of their Yokohama house. Mori is in general -charge of the business in Japan, and Grant and Nattie are now traveling -in the United States visiting their relatives and quietly keeping an eye -out for the trade. - -Sumo is established in the main office as porter and messenger. 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You may copy it, give it away or -re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included -with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org/license - - -Title: Yankee Boys in Japan - The Young Merchants of Yokohama - -Author: Henry Harrison Lewis - -Release Date: May 30, 2017 [EBook #54815] - -Language: English - -Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 - -*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK YANKEE BOYS IN JAPAN *** - - - - -Produced by David Edwards, Martin Pettit and the Online -Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (Images -courtesy of the Digital Library@Villanova University -(http://digital.library.villanova.edu/)) - - - - - - -</pre> - - -<div class="center"><a name="cover.jpg" id="cover.jpg"></a><img src="images/cover.jpg" alt="cover" /></div> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_i" id="Page_i">[Pg i]</a></span></p> - -<p class="bold2">YANKEE BOYS IN JAPAN</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_ii" id="Page_ii">[Pg ii]</a></span></p> - -<div class="center"><img src="images/frontis.jpg" alt="With a shrill cry trembling upon his lips, Nattie felt -himself falling through space" /></div> - -<p class="bold">"With a shrill cry trembling upon his lips, Nattie felt -himself falling<br />through space." (See <a href="#Page_107">page 107</a>)</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_iii" id="Page_iii">[Pg iii]</a></span></p> - -<h1>YANKEE BOYS IN<br />JAPAN</h1> - -<p class="bold">OR</p> - -<p class="bold">THE YOUNG MERCHANTS OF<br />YOKOHAMA</p> - -<p class="bold space-above">BY</p> - -<p class="bold">HENRY HARRISON LEWIS</p> - -<p class="bold">AUTHOR OF<br />"The Valley of Mystery," "Won at West Point,"<br /> -"King of the Islands," etc.</p> - -<div class="center space-above"><img src="images/logo.jpg" alt="logo" /></div> - -<p class="bold space-above">NEW YORK AND LONDON<br />STREET & SMITH. PUBLISHERS</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_iv" id="Page_iv">[Pg iv]</a></span></p> - -<p class="center">Copyright, 1903<br /> -By STREET & SMITH<br />———<br />Yankee Boys in Japan</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_v" id="Page_v">[Pg v]</a></span></p> - -<h2>CONTENTS</h2> - -<hr class="smler" /> - -<table summary="CONTENTS"> - <tr> - <td colspan="2" class="left"><span class="smaller">CHAPTER</span></td> - <td><span class="smaller">PAGE</span></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>I</td> - <td class="left">—Three Characters are Introduced</td> - <td><a href="#Page_7">7</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>II</td> - <td class="left">—Nattie Arrives Opportunely</td> - <td><a href="#Page_15">15</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>III</td> - <td class="left">—Grant is Mysterious</td> - <td><a href="#Page_23">23</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>IV</td> - <td class="left">—The Attack of the Ronins</td> - <td><a href="#Page_33">33</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>V</td> - <td class="left">—The Man with the Gladstone Bag</td> - <td><a href="#Page_41">41</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>VI</td> - <td class="left">—Mr. Black Receives a Surprise</td> - <td><a href="#Page_50">50</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>VII</td> - <td class="left">—Nattie Carries His Point</td> - <td><a href="#Page_59">59</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>VIII</td> - <td class="left">—One Conspirator Defeated</td> - <td><a href="#Page_68">68</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>IX</td> - <td class="left">—Disaster Threatens</td> - <td><a href="#Page_77">77</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>X</td> - <td class="left">—Mori Shows His Generosity</td> - <td><a href="#Page_85">85</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XI</td> - <td class="left">—Nattie Makes a Discovery</td> - <td><a href="#Page_92">92</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XII</td> - <td class="left">—The Struggle in the "Go-down"</td> - <td><a href="#Page_101">101</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XIII</td> - <td class="left">—Willis Round Escapes</td> - <td><a href="#Page_108">108</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XIV</td> - <td class="left">—The Beginning of the Celebration</td> - <td><a href="#Page_116">116</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XV</td> - <td class="left">—The Wrestling Match</td> - <td><a href="#Page_124">124</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XVI</td> - <td class="left">—After the Victory</td> - <td><a href="#Page_131">131</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XVII</td> - <td class="left">—The Turning Up of a Bad Penny and its Results</td> - <td><a href="#Page_138">138</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XVIII</td> - <td class="left">—Evil Tidings</td> - <td><a href="#Page_148">148</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XIX</td> - <td class="left">—Bad News Confirmed</td> - <td><a href="#Page_154">154</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_vi" id="Page_vi">[Pg vi]</a></span>XX</td> - <td class="left">—The Man Beyond the Hedge</td> - <td><a href="#Page_162">162</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXI</td> - <td class="left">—A Prisoner</td> - <td><a href="#Page_170">170</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXII</td> - <td class="left">—The Pursuit</td> - <td><a href="#Page_177">177</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXIII</td> - <td class="left">—Patrick Shows His Cleverness</td> - <td><a href="#Page_184">184</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXIV</td> - <td class="left">—Grant Beards the Lion</td> - <td><a href="#Page_192">192</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXV</td> - <td class="left">—A Plan, and its Failure</td> - <td><a href="#Page_200">200</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXVI</td> - <td class="left">—Grant Attempts to Escape</td> - <td><a href="#Page_207">207</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXVII</td> - <td class="left">—In Front of the Old Castle</td> - <td><a href="#Page_215">215</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXVIII</td> - <td class="left">—Sumo's Army</td> - <td><a href="#Page_223">223</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXIX</td> - <td class="left">—A Mysterious Disappearance</td> - <td><a href="#Page_230">230</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXX</td> - <td class="left">—The Tragedy in the Tunnel</td> - <td><a href="#Page_239">239</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXXI</td> - <td class="left">—Ralph Secures Reinforcements</td> - <td><a href="#Page_245">245</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXXII</td> - <td class="left">—The Flashing of the Swords</td> - <td><a href="#Page_252">252</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXXIII</td> - <td class="left">—"Grant! Brother, is it You?"</td> - <td><a href="#Page_258">258</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXXIV</td> - <td class="left">—The Mysterious Forces of Nature</td> - <td><a href="#Page_264">264</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXXV</td> - <td class="left">—Retribution!</td> - <td><a href="#Page_270">270</a></td> - </tr> - <tr> - <td>XXXVI</td> - <td class="left">—Conclusion</td> - <td><a href="#Page_276">276</a></td> - </tr> -</table> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</a></span></p> - -<p class="bold2">YANKEE BOYS IN JAPAN.</p> - -<hr class="smler" /> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER I.</span> <span class="smaller">THREE CHARACTERS ARE INTRODUCED.</span></h2> - -<p>It was early in the afternoon of a July day. A warm sun beaming down -with almost tropical fervency glinted through the open windows of an -office in the foreign settlement of Yokohama, Japan. The room, a large -one, furnished with desks and chairs, and the various equipments of such -an apartment, contained a solitary occupant.</p> - -<p>He—it was a youth of not more than nineteen years of age—was leaning -back in an easy, revolving chair, with his hands resting upon an account -book laid open on a light bamboo desk. His face, as seen in the glare of -the light, was peculiar. The expression was that termed old-fashioned by -some. He had queer, puckered eyes, and many wrinkles here and there, but -the chin was firm and resolute, and the forehead lofty—marks of -intelligence and great shrewdness.</p> - -<p>There was something in the pose of the body, however,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[Pg 8]</a></span> that did not -denote either gracefulness or symmetry. Presently he arose from his -chair and moved with a halting gait toward window opening into an outer -court. Then it became evident that he was a cripple.</p> - -<p>One leg, the right, was shorter than its mate. There was also a droop in -the shoulders that betokened a lack of physical strength, or many years -of ill health. Notwithstanding this misfortune, the youth had a cheerful -nature. As he glanced out into the court, with its huge-leafed palms, -shady maples, and the ever-present bamboos, he whistled softly to -himself.</p> - -<p>Presently the faint tinkling notes of a <i>samisen</i>—a native -square-shaped banjo—came to his ears from a neighboring building. Then -the rat-tat of the hourglass-shaped drum called <i>tsuzumi</i> joined in, and -the air was filled with a weird melody.</p> - -<p>With something like a sigh, the young man turned back to his work. -Bending over the book, he added up interminable columns of figures, -jotting down the results upon a pad at his elbow.</p> - -<p>A stranger entering from the teeming street would have noted something -amiss in this office. He would have seen that the half-dozen desks, with -the exception of that being used by the solitary occupant, were thickly -covered with dust.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[Pg 9]</a></span></p><p>A delicate tracery of cobwebs held in its bondage the majority of the -chairs. There were others festooning the row of books and pasteboard -files upon a number of shelves lining the walls. Over in one corner was -an open fireplace, looking grim and rusted, and above a lacquered side -table swung a parrot cage, desolate and empty. It was a scene of disuse, -and it had its meaning.</p> - -<p>It was the counting-room of John Manning, "Importer and Trader," as a -tarnished gilt sign over the outer door informed the passerby. But the -master of it, and of the huge warehouse back on the bay, had gone to his -last rest many months before.</p> - -<p>He had been the sole owner of the business—which rumor said had fallen -into decay—and when he went to join his helpmate, he left two sons to -fight the battle of life. One, Grant Manning, we now see hard at work in -the old office. The other, Nathaniel Manning, or "Nattie," as he was -familiarly called by his associates, was at that moment on his way to -the office to join his brother.</p> - -<p>Just fifteen years had John Manning conducted business as an importer -and trader in the foreign quarter of Yokohama. At first his firm had -prospered, but the coming of new people, and severe competition had -finally almost forced the American to the wall.</p> - -<p>He died leaving his affairs in a muddle, and now Grant,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[Pg 10]</a></span> after months of -delay and litigation, was puzzling his brain over the carelessly kept -books and accounts. Five years previous Nattie had been sent home to New -England to school. He was on the point of entering Harvard when the word -came that his father had suddenly passed away.</p> - -<p>In the letter Grant had added that but little remained of their father's -money, and that his presence was also needed to help settle the -accounts. For several months after Nattie's arrival in Japan nothing -could be done. At last the elder brother had cleared up matters -sufficiently for the boys to see where they stood.</p> - -<p>On the day on which this story opens Grant had arranged an appointment -with his brother, and was now awaiting his coming with the patience -characteristic of him.</p> - -<p>The task he had taken upon himself was not the lightest in the world. -The books were in almost hopeless confusion, but by dint of hard -application Grant had finally made out a trial balance sheet. As he was -adding the finishing touches to this, he suddenly heard the sounds of an -animated controversy in the street.</p> - -<p>An exclamation uttered in a familiar voice caused him to hastily leave -his desk and open the door leading outside. As he did so a couple of -<i>jinrikishas</i>—two-wheeled carriages pulled by coolies—came into sudden -collision <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[Pg 11]</a></span>directly in front of the office. Each vehicle was occupied by -a fashionably dressed lad.</p> - -<p>They were gesticulating angrily, and seemed on the point of coming to -blows. The <i>kurumayas</i>, or <i>jinrikisha</i> men, were also bent on -hostilities, and the extraordinary scene was attracting a dense crowd of -blue-costumed natives. Rushing bareheaded into the street, Grant grasped -one of the lads by the arm, and exclaimed:</p> - -<p>"What under the sun does this mean, Nattie? What is the cause of this -disgraceful row?"</p> - -<p>"It's that cad, Ralph Black," was the wrathful reply. "He made his -<i>kurumaya</i> run the <i>'rikisha</i> in front of mine on purpose to provoke a -quarrel. He will have enough of it if he don't look out."</p> - -<p>"Not from you, Nattie Manning!" insolently called out the youth in the -other vehicle. "You are very high and mighty for a pauper."</p> - -<p>Nattie gave a leap from his carriage with the evident intention of -wreaking summary vengeance upon his insulter, but he was restrained by -Grant.</p> - -<p>Ralph Black, a stocky-built youth of eighteen, with an unhealthy -complexion, probably thought that discretion was the better part of -valor as he hastily bade his <i>kurumaya</i> carry him from the spot.</p> - -<p>The brothers gave a final glance after the disappearing<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[Pg 12]</a></span> <i>jinrikisha</i>, -and then entered the office, leaving the crowd of straw-sandaled natives -to disperse before the efforts of a tardy policeman.</p> - -<p>"Nattie, when will you ever learn to avoid these disgraceful rows?" -remarked Grant, seating himself at his desk. "Since your return from the -States you have quarreled with Ralph Black four or five times."</p> - -<p>"I acknowledge it, brother, but, really, I can't help it," replied -Nattie, throwing himself into a chair. "The confounded cad forces -himself upon me whenever he can. He is insolent and overbearing, and I -won't stand it. You know I never liked Ralph. Before I left for the -States we were always rowing. He is a mean, contemptible sneak, and if -there is anything on earth I hate it is that."</p> - -<p>The lad's face flushed with passion, and as he spoke he struck the arm -of the chair with his clinched fist. In both appearance and actions, the -brothers were totally different. Stalwart for his age, clean-limbed, a -handsome face, crowned by dark, clustering hair, Nattie would have -attracted admiration anywhere.</p> - -<p>As stated before, Grant was a cripple, deformed and possessed of a -quaint, old-fashioned countenance, but readers of human nature would -have lingered longer over the breadth of his brow, and the kindly, -resolute chin.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[Pg 13]</a></span> Nattie would have delighted athletes, but his elder -brother—a truce to descriptions, let their characters speak for -themselves as the story progresses.</p> - -<p>Grant smiled reprovingly. He had a great liking for Nattie, but he -regretted his impulsiveness. None knew better than he that the lad was -all right in his heart, but he needed a rudder to his ship of life.</p> - -<p>"I suppose it is hard to bear sometimes," he acknowledged. "It is a pity -that you are compelled to antagonize the fellow just when we are placed -in such a predicament. I have gone over the books from end to end, but I -declare I can't find any further references to the payment of the debt."</p> - -<p>"We are sure father settled it, anyway."</p> - -<p>"But we can't prove it, more's the pity. The last entry in father's -personal account book is this: 'Paid this date the sum of five thousand, -six hundred dollars ($5,600.00) to——' it ends there." Grant's voice -lowered as he added: "At that moment he fell from his chair, you know, -and died before help could come."</p> - -<p>Both were silent for a while, then Nattie reached for the book in -question, and glanced over it. Finally he said, with decision:</p> - -<p>"That entry certainly means that father paid back Mr.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[Pg 14]</a></span> Black the debt of -five thousand dollars, with six per cent. interest for two years, on the -day of his death."</p> - -<p>"There isn't the slightest doubt of it in my mind. I cannot find the -faintest trace of any similar debt in the books. But Mr. Black swears -the amount was not paid, and he threatens to sue the estate."</p> - -<p>"Nice work for a reputable English exporting merchant. But I don't put -it above him. The sire of such a son as Ralph Black would do almost -anything, in my opinion."</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[Pg 15]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER II.</span> <span class="smaller">NATTIE ARRIVES OPPORTUNELY.</span></h2> - -<p>"I am afraid he will push us to the wall if he can," replied Grant, -taking up the balance sheet. "If Mr. Black compels us to pay, or rather -repay the debt, it will leave us penniless. This little trouble with -Ralph will probably cause him to take immediate action. Ralph has great -influence over his father, you know."</p> - -<p>"How does the estate stand?" asked Nattie, flecking a speck of dust from -his carefully creased trousers.</p> - -<p>"Badly enough. Briefly speaking, our liabilities, not counting the Black -debt, are seventy-three thousand, eight hundred and ten dollars and -forty-three cents, and the available assets, including everything—this -building, the warehouse, and our home on the heights—are exactly eighty -thousand dollars."</p> - -<p>"Then we would have over six thousand dollars to the good if we could -prove that father had really paid the English importing merchant?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, in round numbers. Six thousand one hundred and eighty-nine dollars -and fifty-seven cents. But there is<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[Pg 16]</a></span> no use in beating around the bush, -Nattie. We must face the issue squarely. We can't prove it, and we are -ruined."</p> - -<p>The younger brother sprang to his feet and paced restlessly up and down -the office. There was a gleam in his eyes that boded ill for certain -persons if they should ever be placed in his power. Halting abruptly in -front of Grant, he said, passionately:</p> - -<p>"It's a confounded shame that we should lose everything. Father was -fifteen years building up this trade, and now it must all go because of -that villain's treachery. You have gone over the books and know how the -business stands. If we had money could we continue the business with any -success?"</p> - -<p>"Well, I should say so," replied Grant, earnestly. "We have been agents -and correspondents of the best American houses. Why, when the business -stopped, father had orders for almost one hundred thousand dollars' -worth of petroleum, flour, calico, sugar and machinery. Then there are -the exports. The firm of Broadhead & Company, of Philadelphia, wanted a -consignment of rice and silk."</p> - -<p>"You are well known to the government people also."</p> - -<p>"None better. I can say without boasting that I stand higher with them -than any other foreigner in business here. There is Yoshisada Udono, the -secretary to the Minister of War; and the sub-admiral of the navy, -<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[Pg 17]</a></span>Tanaka Tamotsu. I have some influence with both, and in case of -supplies I think I can hold my own. But what is the use of talking. We -haven't the money, nor can we get it."</p> - -<p>Nattie walked over to the window leading into the court, and glanced -thoughtfully at the boxed walks, now overgrown with weeds. He plucked a -sprig of bamboo, and returned to the center of the room. There was a -smile upon his face.</p> - -<p>"I have a plan, brother, which may work and may not," he said. "It can -be tried."</p> - -<p>Grant leaned back and eyed him in silence.</p> - -<p>"You remember Mori Okuma?" continued Nattie.</p> - -<p>"Of course. I know him well. He returned to Japan with you. He has been -at Yale for several years. What about him?"</p> - -<p>"Coming over on the steamer I became very chummy with him. He is as nice -a Japanese youth as you can find in sight of the volcano of Fuji San, -which about includes the islands, you know. Well, his people are dead, -and he is the sole heir to over fifty thousand dollars in good hard -money."</p> - -<p>"And you propose?"</p> - -<p>"To ask him to go in with us," replied Nattie, quietly. "He told me he -wished to invest his wealth if possible.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[Pg 18]</a></span> He thought of returning to the -States, but he can be talked out of that. What do you think of it?"</p> - -<p>Grant was visibly excited. He arose from his chair and paced back and -forth with queer little steps. He ran one white hand over his brow in a -way he had. His face lost some of its careworn expression, and he -finally became radiant with hope.</p> - -<p>"Nattie, if we can induce him to form a firm with us our fortunes are -made," he said, eagerly. "Twenty thousand dollars, not half of his -capital, will square up everything and place us in running order. Just -think of it! It will mean the defeat of many ill-wishers; it will save -father's name from the disgrace of a failure, and it'll keep the old -house going. When can you see him? How about bringing him here this -afternoon? I can show him the books in a jiffy."</p> - -<p>"I declare, brother, this is really the first time I ever saw you -excited," laughed Nattie. "Why, you positively look like another fellow. -Just bide here for a while, and I'll look Mori up. He'll be down to the -tea house near the bank, I suppose."</p> - -<p>He brushed his sleeves where dust from the desk had soiled them, -jauntily placed his cork sun-helmet upon his head, and sauntered from -the offices, leaving Grant still trotting up and down in unwonted -animation. The<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[Pg 19]</a></span> latter was alert and boyish. His face actually -beamed—it was wonderful how the hope had changed him.</p> - -<p>The mere thought that money might be secured and the house—his father's -firm in which he had loved to labor—would be saved from the disgrace of -bankruptcy was enough. The youth—he was nothing more in years—whistled -a merry air, and limped to the window leading into the street.</p> - -<p>Drawing the curtain aside, he glanced forth, then started back with an -exclamation of surprise.</p> - -<p>"Ah, they are at work early," he muttered. "I fancy the son's -malevolence has brought this call."</p> - -<p>A knock sounded at the door. Grant threw it open, and bowed politely to -a man and a youth standing upon the threshold. The former, an austere -Englishman, with dark side whiskers and a peculiar pallor of face, -entered first. He was followed by a stocky-built youth, clad in -fashionable garments. It was father and son, comprising the well-known -firm of importers and traders, Jesse Black & Company.</p> - -<p>Ralph gave Grant a malicious glance and seemed particularly pleased at -something. The elder Black marched majestically to a seat near the -center of the desk, and, after brushing the dust from it, settled -himself with a grunt. All this with not a word.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[Pg 20]</a></span></p><p>The head of the firm glanced half contemptuously at the many evidences -of disuse surrounding him; then he drew from an inner pocket a bill with -several lines of writing upon it. This he handed to Grant.</p> - -<p>"I suppose you know why I am here?" he asked, in a harsh voice.</p> - -<p>"I believe I can guess," quietly replied the cripple.</p> - -<p>"That bill will tell you. This estate owes me five thousand, six hundred -dollars, not counting later interest. I need the money. Can you pay it -to-day?"</p> - -<p>"Mr. Black, you know I cannot. It is simply impossible. I am trying to -get affairs straightened up so that I can settle father's debts, but I -am not quite ready."</p> - -<p>"Make him pay or threaten to sue," muttered Ralph, in a voice intended -for his father's ears.</p> - -<p>Grant overheard the words, however. His eyes, generally so gentle, -flashed, and he turned sharply on the ill-favored youth.</p> - -<p>"I am conducting this conversation with Mr. Black," he said, sternly. "I -understand why this note has been presented to-day. It is your doings. -Simply because you had a quarrel with my brother, and he threatened to -chastise you, you retaliate by demanding this money. If the truth was -known, the entire debt was paid by my father on the day of his death."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[Pg 21]</a></span></p><p>For a moment a silence death-like in its intensity followed this bold -speech. Father and son glared at Grant as if hardly believing their -ears. The elder merchant's pallor seemed to increase, and he furtively -moistened his lips with his tongue.</p> - -<p>Ralph's face paled, and then flushed until the cords stood out in his -forehead. Clinching his fists he strode over to where the cripple was -standing near the bamboo desk.</p> - -<p>"What's that you say?" he demanded, hoarsely. "Do you know what you -mean, you puny wretch? It is an accusation of fraud, that's what it is. -Retract those words, or I'll cram the lie down your throat."</p> - -<p>If Grant had faults, cowardice was not one of them. He thoroughly -realized that he would be no match in a tussle with Ralph Black, but -that fact did not daunt his spirit.</p> - -<p>"If you are coward enough to strike me, go ahead," he replied, calmly. -"I will retract nothing. I say that I fully believe my father paid your -debt on the day of his death. I know——"</p> - -<p>He was interrupted by Ralph. Wild with rage, the youth reached out and -grasped Grant with his left hand, then he raised the other, and was on -the point of aiming a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[Pg 22]</a></span> blow at him when the front door suddenly flew -back. Two young men stood in the opening.</p> - -<p>There was an exclamation of amazement, which died away in a note of -wrath, then one of the newcomers darted forward, and in the twinkling of -an eye Master Ralph found himself lying under a tall desk considerably -confused and hurt, both bodily and in feelings.</p> - -<p>Then Nattie, for it was he, turned on Mr. Black, who tried to speak, but -only stammering words came from his lips. The merchant had watched the -affair with dilated eyes. He remained motionless until he saw his son -stricken down; then, with a cry, he snatched up a heavy ruler lying upon -the bamboo desk.</p> - -<p>As he raised it to strike at Nattie, the latter's companion, who had -hitherto remained in the doorway, ran forward and grasped his arm. There -was a brief struggle, in which both Nattie and the newcomer -participated, then the Blacks, father and son, found themselves forced -into the street.</p> - -<div class="center"><img src="images/i016.jpg" alt="As Black raised the heavy ruler to strike at Nattie the -latter's companion ran forward and grasped his arm" /></div> - -<p class="bold">"As Black raised the heavy ruler to strike at Nattie the -latter's<br />companion ran forward and grasped his arm." (See page 22)</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[Pg 23]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER III.</span> <span class="smaller">GRANT IS MYSTERIOUS.</span></h2> - -<p>The occupants of the office waited for a few moments to see if the -English merchant and his hopeful offspring cared to continue the -scrimmage, but no attempt was made to open the door. Nattie glanced -through the window, and saw them retreating up the street as fast as -they could walk.</p> - -<p>"Well, did you ever see the beat of that?" he finally exclaimed, turning -back to his companions. "What is the meaning of it all, brother?"</p> - -<p>Grant, who was still fuming with indignation, explained the affair in -detail. Presently he quieted down and concluded by saying, regretfully:</p> - -<p>"I am very sorry it occurred. To have such a row in this office is -simply disgraceful. It also means an immediate suit for that debt, and -any amount of trouble."</p> - -<p>"We'll see if it can't be prevented," replied Nattie, cheerfully. "This -is Mori Okuma, brother. You remember him."</p> - -<p>The lame youth turned with outstretched hand and a smile of welcome to -his brother's friend. The young<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[Pg 24]</a></span> Japanese, whose modest garb and quiet -manner proclaimed the high-class native, responded cordially to the -greeting. He appeared to be not more than eighteen years of age. He had -the kindly eyes and gentle expression of his race.</p> - -<p>"I am greatly obliged to you for your assistance," said Grant. "But I -must apologize for such a scene. It is unfortunate that you found this -generally respectable office the theatre for a brawl. Believe me, it was -entirely unsolicited on my part."</p> - -<p>"Oh, Mori don't mind that," broke in Nattie, with a laugh. "I'll wager a -<i>yen</i> it reminded him of old times. He was center rush in the Yale -football team, you know."</p> - -<p>Mori smiled, and shook a warning finger at his friend.</p> - -<p>"I must confess that it did me good to see that old scoundrel thrown -into the street," he said, naïvely. "I know him well. My father had -dealings with him several years ago. And the son is a savage, too. He -intended to strike you, the coward."</p> - -<p>"I'll settle all scores with him one of these days," said Nattie, -grimly. Then he added, in a businesslike voice: "I have spoken to Mori -about the firm, brother. He thinks favorably of the idea, and is willing -to consult with us on the subject. Suppose you show him the books and -explain matters."</p> - -<p>"I will do that with the greatest pleasure," replied<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[Pg 25]</a></span> Grant, smilingly. -"I presume my brother has told you about how we stand, Mr. Okuma?"</p> - -<p>"Oh, bother formalities!" exclaimed Nattie, with characteristic -impatience. "Call him Mori. He is one of us."</p> - -<p>The young Japanese bowed courteously.</p> - -<p>"We are friends," he said, "and I hope we will soon be partners."</p> - -<p>The lame youth fervently echoed the wish. Calling attention to the -balance sheet he had recently drawn up, he explained the items in -detail, proving each statement by ample documents. Mori listened -intelligently, nodding his approval from time to time.</p> - -<p>Presently Nattie slipped out into the street, returning after a while -with a <i>musmee</i>, a native tea-house waitress. The girl, <i>petite</i> and -graceful in her light-blue robe and voluminous <i>obi</i>, carried in her -hands a lacquered tray, upon which were three dainty cups and a pot of -tea.</p> - -<p>Sinking to her knees near the desk, the <i>musmee</i> placed the tray on the -floor, and proceeded to serve the fragrant liquid. Work was stopped to -partake of the usual afternoon refreshments, and the boys chatted on -various subjects for five or ten minutes.</p> - -<p>Finally Nattie gave the <i>musmee</i> a few <i>sen</i> (Japanese cents) and -dismissed her. She performed several elaborate courtesies, and withdrew -as silently as she had come.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[Pg 26]</a></span> The task of explaining the affairs of the -firm of John Manning was resumed.</p> - -<p>"Now you understand everything," said Grant, half an hour later. "You -can see that with fresh capital we should carry on quite an extensive -business. The Black debt, which I explained to you, has crippled us so -that we will have to fail if we can't secure money. We believe it was -paid, but unfortunately, there are no traces of the receipt."</p> - -<p>"I hardly think Mr. Black would hesitate to do anything for money," -replied Mori, thoughtfully. "Your esteemed father undoubtedly settled -the debt."</p> - -<p>"We have written contracts with the twelve American houses on this -list," continued Grant. "Then there is the chance of securing that order -from the government for the Maxim revolving cannon and the fifteen -million cartridges. We also have a standing order for lacquered ware -with four New York firms. In fact, we would have ample business for -eight months ahead."</p> - -<p>"There's money in it, Mori," chimed in Nattie. "I can't explain things -like Grant, but I believe we can carry the majority of trade in this -city and Tokio. What do you think of it?"</p> - -<p>"I am quite impressed," replied the Japanese youth, with a smile. "I -have no doubt that we can do an extensive business. You will pardon me -if I defer giving<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[Pg 27]</a></span> you an answer until to-morrow at this hour. As I -understand it, you wish me to invest twenty thousand <i>yen</i> against your -experience and the orders on hand?"</p> - -<p>"And our contracts," quickly replied Grant. "They are strictly -first-class."</p> - -<p>"And the contracts," repeated Mori, bowing. "They are certainly -valuable. I think you can rely upon a favorable answer to-morrow. Until -then I will say <i>sayonara</i>."</p> - -<p>"<i>Sayonara</i>. We will be here at four o'clock to-morrow afternoon," said -Nattie and Grant, seeing their new friend to the door.</p> - -<p>"Now, I call that settled," exclaimed the former, tossing his helmet in -the air and adroitly catching it on the end of his cane. "I am certain -Mori will go in with us. He's a thoroughly good fellow, and can be -depended on."</p> - -<p>Grant was not so demonstrative, but the happy expression on his face -spoke volumes. He bustled about the office, restoring the books to the -safe, closed the various windows, and then announced, cheerily:</p> - -<p>"I think we deserve a little vacation, Nattie. Suppose we knock off now -and have an early dinner out at home. Then we can go to the theatre -to-night. Horikoshi Shu is going to play in the 'Forty-seven Ronins.'"</p> - -<p>His brother shrugged his shoulders as if the latter prospect was not -entirely to his taste.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[Pg 28]</a></span></p><p>"I confess I can't see much in Japanese theatricals since my visit to -the States," he replied, "but we'll take it in. Dinner first, eh? Well, -come along."</p> - -<p>Leaving the office to the care of a watchman, they walked down the -street toward the custom house. Grant recognized and bowed to a score of -persons within the few blocks. It was evident that he was well known in -the foreign mercantile circles of Yokohama.</p> - -<p>"They will be surprised when they hear that we have resumed business," -remarked Nattie, with a grin.</p> - -<p>"It will be unpleasant news to some," replied his brother, dryly. "If we -have the success I anticipate I wouldn't be astonished if we found the -whole crew banded against us. Black & Company can influence the three -German houses and probably others."</p> - -<p>Nattie snapped his fingers in the air in defiance. They presently came -to a <i>jinrikisha</i> stand, and selecting two vehicles promising comfort, -were soon whirling away homeward. The distance to the suburb on the -heights where the Mannings lived was fully three <i>ris</i>, or more than six -miles, but the <i>karumayas</i> made little of the task.</p> - -<p>These men, the "cab horses" of Japan, clad in their short tunics, straw -sandals, and huge mushroom-shaped hats of the same material, possess -wonderful energy. They think nothing of a couple of miles at full speed, -and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[Pg 29]</a></span> the apparently careless manner in which they tread their way -through mazes of crowded streets is awe-inspiring to the foreign -visitor.</p> - -<p>It was an old story to Grant and Nattie, however, and they leaned back -against the soft cushions in comfort. After passing the custom house the -<i>karumayas</i> turned into the Japanese town. Here the scene changed -instantly.</p> - -<p>Here the broad roads dwindled to narrow lanes lined with quaint wooden -shops, apparently half paper-glazed windows. Broad banners bearing the -peculiar native characters fluttered in the breeze. Here and there could -be seen the efforts of an enterprising Japanese merchant to attract -trade by means of enormous signs done in comical English.</p> - -<p>The <i>'rikishas</i> whirled past crowded <i>sake</i>, or wine shops, with -red-painted tubs full of queer liquor; past crockery stores with stock -displayed on the floors; past tea houses from which came the everlasting -strains of the <i>samisen</i> and <i>koto</i>; on, on, at full speed until at last -a broad open way was gained which led to the heights.</p> - -<p>Espying a native newsboy trotting by with his tinkling bell attached to -his belt, Nattie called him, and purchased a copy of the English paper, -the Japan <i>Mail</i>.</p> - -<p>"I'll see what Brinkley has to say about the trade," he smiled. -"To-day's work has interested me in the prices<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[Pg 30]</a></span> of tea, and machinery, -and cotton goods, and all of that class of truck. Hello! raw silk has -gone up several cents. Rice is stationary, and tea is a trifle cheaper."</p> - -<p>"That's good," called out Grant from the other <i>'rikisha</i>. "I can see my -way to a good cargo for San Francisco if this deal with Mori comes to -pass. Any mention made of purchases?"</p> - -<p>"Black & Company are down for a full cargo of woollen and cotton goods, -and the Berlin Importing Company advertise a thousand barrels of flour -by next steamer."</p> - -<p>"We can beat them on prices. They have to buy through a middle man, and -we have a contract straight with Minneapolis. I'll see what——"</p> - -<p>"Jove! here's something that touches me more than musty contracts," -interrupted Nattie, eagerly scanning the paper. "The Committee on Sports -of the Strangers' Club intend to hold a grand celebration on the seventh -of July to celebrate the anniversary of Commodore Perry's arrival in the -Bay of Yeddo, and the first wedge in the opening of Japan to the -commerce of the foreign world. Subscriptions are asked."</p> - -<p>"We will give five hundred dollars," promptly replied Grant. "In a case -like this we must not be backward."</p> - -<p>"That's good policy. You hold up the honor of our<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[Pg 31]</a></span> house at that end, -and I'll see that we don't suffer in the field."</p> - -<p>"What do you mean?"</p> - -<p>"Why, there are to be athletic sports galore," chuckled Nattie, in high -glee. "A very novel programme is to be arranged. It will consist of -ancient Japanese games and modern European matches. There is to be a -grand wrestling contest among the foreign residents. That suits me clear -down to the ground. And the funny thing about it is that no one is to -know the name of his antagonist until he enters the ring."</p> - -<p>"That will certainly add to the interest."</p> - -<p>"I should say so. I am going to send my name in to the secretary -to-morrow. Let me see; this is the second of July. That means four days -for practice. I'll secure old Matsu Doi as a trainer. Whoop! there will -be loads of fun, and—what under the sun is the matter?"</p> - -<p>Grant had arisen in his <i>'rikisha</i> and was staring back at a -shabby-appearing native house they had just passed. For the purpose of -taking a short cut to the road leading up the bluff the <i>karumayas</i> had -turned into a squalid part of the native town. The streets were narrow -and winding, the buildings lining them mere shells of unpainted wood.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[Pg 32]</a></span></p><p>"What is the matter?" repeated Nattie, stopping the carriage.</p> - -<p>Instead of replying, Grant tumbled from his <i>jinrikisha</i> with surprising -agility, and stepped behind a screen in front of a rice shop. Then he -beckoned to his mystified brother, and with a peremptory gesture ordered -the <i>karumayas</i> to continue on up the street.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[Pg 33]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER IV.</span> <span class="smaller">THE ATTACK OF THE RONINS.</span></h2> - -<p>"What on earth is the matter with you?" repeated Nattie, for the third -time. "What have you seen?"</p> - -<p>"Sh-h-h! there he is now," replied Grant, peeping out from behind the -screen. "I thought as much."</p> - -<p>The younger lad followed his brother's example, and peered forth. A few -rods down the crooked street was a small tea house which bore the worst -reputation of any in Yokohama. It was noted as being the resort for a -class of dissolute Samurai, or Ronins, as they are generally termed.</p> - -<p>These men, relics of the Ancient Order of Warriors, are scattered over -the country in cities and towns. Some have finally exchanged the sword -for the scales or plowshare, but there are others wedded to a life of -arrogant ease, who have refused to work.</p> - -<p>Too proud to beg, they are reduced to one recourse—thievery and -ruffianism. The strict police laws of Japan keep them in general -control, but many midnight robberies and assassinations are properly -laid to their door.</p> - -<p>On glancing from his place of concealment, Nattie saw<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[Pg 34]</a></span> three men, whose -dress and air of fierce brutality proclaimed them as Ronins, emerge from -the tea house.</p> - -<p>They were immediately followed by a stocky-built young man, clad in -English costume. It was Ralph Black. He cast a cautious glance up and -down the street, then set out at a rapid walk for the Bund, or foreign -settlement.</p> - -<p>Nattie gave a low whistle of surprise.</p> - -<p>"Well, I declare!" he exclaimed. "Is it possible he has fallen so low as -to frequent such a place?"</p> - -<p>"I hardly think so," replied Grant.</p> - -<p>"What was he doing in there, then?"</p> - -<p>"I will tell you. He is out of sight now. Come, we'll catch up with the -<i>'rikishas</i>. When we were passing that tea house I chanced to look -through the window. Imagine my surprise when I saw Ralph engaged in -close conversation with a villainous-looking Ronin. It struck me at once -that something was up, so I motioned you to follow me from the -carriages. What do you think of it?"</p> - -<p>"It is deuced queer."</p> - -<p>"Ralph Black is unscrupulous. He hates both of us, and in my opinion he -wouldn't stop at anything to avenge himself."</p> - -<p>"Then you think?"</p> - -<p>"That he is arranging to have us assaulted some night by those -villainous Ronins," replied Grant, gravely.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[Pg 35]</a></span></p><p>Nattie halted, and, clinching his fists, glanced back as if minded to -return.</p> - -<p>"If I thought so I'd settle it now," he said, angrily.</p> - -<p>"Nonsense. What could you do in a row with three or four cutthroats? It -is only a supposition of mine. I would be sorry to believe that even -Ralph Black would conspire in such a cowardly manner. Still we should -keep an eye out during the next week or so, anyway. Here are the -<i>'rikishas</i>. Jump in, and we'll go home."</p> - -<p>The balance of the trip to the bluff was made without incident. By the -time the Manning residence was reached the incident had been displaced -by something of apparent greater importance. Nattie's mind was filled -with thoughts of the triumphs he intended to win in the wrestling match -on the seventh of July, and Grant was equally well occupied in the -impending resurrection of the importing firm.</p> - -<p>The home of the Mannings—that occupied by them in summer—was a typical -Japanese house. It was low and squat, consisted of one story only, and -the walls were of hard wood eked out with bamboo ornaments. The numerous -windows were glazed with oiled paper, and the roof was constructed of -tiles painted a dark red. The grounds surrounding the structure were -spacious, and in the rear stretched a garden abloom with richly-colored -native plants. Ancient trees, maple, weeping willow, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</a></span> fir afforded -ample shade from the afternoon sun, and here and there were scattered -stone vases and Shinto images. A moderately-sized lake occupied the -center of the garden.</p> - -<p>Ranging along the front of the house was a raised balcony to which led a -short flight of steps. Ascending to this, the boys removed their shoes, -exchanging them for straw sandals. Passing through an open door, they -entered the front room of the dwelling.</p> - -<p>A servant clad in white garments immediately prostrated himself and -awaited the commands of his masters. Grant briefly ordered dinner served -at once. Other servants appeared, and by the shifting of a couple of -panels (Japanese walls are movable) the apartment was enlarged.</p> - -<p>The floor was of matting—delicate stuffed wicker an inch thick, and of -spotless hue—and the entire room was devoid of either chair or table. -To an American boy the preparations for dinner would have been -surprising, to say the least. But Grant and Nattie were thoroughly -conversant with native styles, and the only emotion they displayed was -eager anticipation.</p> - -<p>In lieu of tables were two little boxes about a foot square, the lids of -which were lifted and laid on the body of the box, with the inner -surface up. This was japanned<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</a></span> red, and the sides of the box a soft -blue. Inside were stored rice bowl, vegetable dish, and chopstick case.</p> - -<p>At the announcement of the meal, Grant and his brother seated themselves -upon the floor and prepared to partake of the food set before them with -equally as much appetite as if the feast had been spread in American -fashion.</p> - -<p>Both boys had lived the most of their youthful lives in Japan, and they -had fallen into the quaint ways of the people with the adaptability of -the young. Mr. Manning had early taken unto himself the literal meaning -of the old saw, "When you are in Rome, do as the Romans do," and his -sons had dutifully followed his example.</p> - -<p>After dinner the boys sat for a while on the front balcony, and then -prepared for the theatre. <i>Jinrikishas</i> were summoned, and a rapid -journey made to the home of native acting in Yokohama.</p> - -<p>The peculiarity of Japanese theatricals is that a play generally -commences in the morning, and lasts until late at night. For this reason -our heroes found the building comfortably filled with parties at that -moment eating their simple evening repast.</p> - -<p>The theatre was a large square structure, situated in the center of a -small park. The interior was decorated with innumerable paper lanterns, -and covering the walls were<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</a></span> enormous, gaudily-painted banners setting -forth in Japanese characters the fame of the performers.</p> - -<p>The stage filled one entire side, and was equipped with a curtain -similar to those found in American theatres. There were no wings, -however, and no exit except through the auditorium. On the remaining -three sides were balconies, and near the ceiling was a familiar gallery -filled with the native small boys.</p> - -<p>The floor was barren of chairs, being divided into square pens, each -holding four people. The partitions were one foot in height, and -elevated gangways traversed the theatre at intervals, permitting of the -passage of the audience to their respective boxes.</p> - -<p>As usual in all Japanese structures, the spectators removed their shoes -at the entrance, being provided with sandals by the management for the -time being. The last act of the drama was commenced shortly after the -boys reached their inclosure, and it proceeded without intermission -until ten o'clock.</p> - -<p>Grant and Nattie left ten minutes before the end for the purpose of -avoiding the crowd. There were a number of people in front of the -building and innumerable <i>'rikishas</i> with their attendant <i>karumayas</i>. -As the boys emerged from the door they were accosted by two men<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</a></span> dressed -as coolies. Each exhibited a comfortable carriage, and their services -were accepted without question.</p> - -<p>"What shall it be, home?" asked Nattie, with a yawn.</p> - -<p>"Yes, we may as well return. There is nothing going on in town" replied -Grant. "I have a little writing to do, anyway."</p> - -<p>Stepping into his vehicle, he bade the man make good time to the bluff. -Both boys were preoccupied, and they paid little attention to the crowd -through which they passed. They also failed to see a signal given by one -of the supposed <i>karumayas</i> to a group of three natives standing near -the corner of the theatre.</p> - -<p>The easy swinging motion of the <i>jinrikishas</i> lulled their occupants to -rest, and both Grant and his brother were on the verge of dozing before -a dozen blocks had been covered.</p> - -<p>The night was dark, it being the hour before the appearance of a new -moon. Thick clouds also added to the obscurity, blotting out even the -feeble rays of the starry canopy. A feeling of rain was in the air.</p> - -<p>Down in the quarter where lay the foreign settlement a soft glow came -from the electric lights. The deep-toned note of a steamer's whistle -sounded from the bay. The bell of a modern clock tolled the half hour, -and before the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[Pg 40]</a></span> echoing clangor had died away the two <i>'rikishas</i> -carrying the boys came to a sudden stop.</p> - -<p>Nattie aroused himself with a start and glanced around half angrily at -being disturbed. Before he could utter a protest or ask the reason for -the halt both coolies unceremoniously disappeared into a neighboring -house.</p> - -<p>Grant had barely time to notice that they were in a narrow way devoid of -lanterns, when there came a rush of footsteps from behind, and three -dark figures made an attack upon the carriage.</p> - -<p>There was a vicious whiz of a heavy sound, and the right edge of -Nattie's <i>'rikisha</i> body was neatly lopped off. The crashing of wood -brought the boys to a realization of their position. They knew at once -that they were being attacked by thugs.</p> - -<p>With an exclamation of excitement, Nattie leaped from his carriage. -Another spring, and he was close to Grant. Then, with incredible -quickness, the resolute lad produced a revolver from an inner pocket and -fired point-blank at the nearest Ronin.</p> - -<div class="center"><img src="images/i032.jpg" alt="With incredible quickness, Nattie produced a revolver -from an inner pocket and fired point-blank, at the nearest Ronin" /></div> - -<p class="bold">"With incredible quickness, Nattie produced a revolver -from an inner<br />pocket and fired point-blank, at the nearest Ronin." (See page 40)</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER V.</span> <span class="smaller">THE MAN WITH THE GLADSTONE BAG.</span></h2> - -<p>The extreme gloom and the excitement of the moment caused Nattie to aim -badly, and the bullet whizzed past the object for which it was intended, -striking the ground several paces away instead. The shot had one result, -however.</p> - -<p>It caused the assailants to hesitate. One even started to retreat, but -he was checked by a guttural word from the evident leader. The slight -delay was instantly taken advantage of by the boys. Still holding his -weapon in readiness for use, Nattie hurriedly wheeled both <i>'rikishas</i> -between them and the Ronins.</p> - -<p>Thus a barricade was formed behind which Grant and Nattie sought refuge -without loss of time. As yet, not a word had been exchanged. In fact, -the events had occurred in much less time than it takes to describe -them. Now Grant took occasion to remark in tones of deep conviction:</p> - -<p>"This is Ralph Black's work, Nattie. It is the sequel to my discovery of -him in that low tea house this afternoon. He has bribed these cutthroats -to assault us."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[Pg 42]</a></span></p><p>"No doubt. But we can't stop to probe the why and wherefore now. They -intend to attack us again. It's a good job I brought this gun with me -to-night. I have six shots left, and I'll put them to use if—look out! -they are coming!"</p> - -<p>While speaking, he noticed something stealthily advancing through the -darkness. He took rapid aim, but before he could pull the trigger he was -struck upon the shoulder by a stone which came from in front. The force -of the blow was sufficient to send him staggering against one of the -<i>'rikishas</i>. He dropped the revolver, but it was snatched up by Grant.</p> - -<p>The lame youth instantly used it, firing hastily through the wheel of -one of the carriages. A shrill cry of pain came from the shadows, then a -loud shout sounded at the lower end of the street. Twinkling lights -appeared, and then echoing footsteps indicated that relief was at hand.</p> - -<p>The thugs were not slow in realizing that retreat was advisable under -the circumstances. They gave the boys a parting volley of stones, then -all three disappeared into an adjacent house.</p> - -<p>"Are you injured, brother?" anxiously asked Grant, bending over Nattie.</p> - -<p>"No; a bruise, that's all. The police are coming at last, eh? They must -have heard the shots. What are you <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[Pg 43]</a></span>going to say about this affair? Will -you mention your suspicions?"</p> - -<p>"No; it would be useless. We have no proof that he set these men upon -us. We must bide our time and watch the scamp. Hush! they are here."</p> - -<p>A squad of Japanese police, carrying lanterns, dashed up at a run. Their -leader, a sub-lieutenant, wearing a uniform similar to that of a French -gendarme, flashed his light over the capsized <i>'rikishas</i> and their late -occupants; then he asked the cause of the trouble in a respectful tone.</p> - -<p>"We have been waylaid and attacked by three Ronins bent on robbery," -replied Grant, in the native tongue. "We were on our way home from the -theatre and while passing through this street were set upon and almost -murdered."</p> - -<p>"Which way did the scoundrels go?" hastily queried the lieutenant.</p> - -<p>"Through that house. The <i>karumayas</i> fled in that direction also."</p> - -<p>Leaving two of his men with the boys, the leader started in pursuit of -the fugitives. No time was wasted in knocking for admission. One of the -policemen placed his shoulder to the door and forced it back without -much effort.</p> - -<p>A moment later the sounds of crashing partitions and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[Pg 44]</a></span> a glare of light -from within indicated that a strict search was being carried on. Grant -and Nattie waited a moment; then the latter said:</p> - -<p>"Suppose we go home. We might hang around here for hours. If they catch -the rascals they can call for us at the house."</p> - -<p>Grant favored the suggestion. He told one of the policemen to inform the -lieutenant of their address, then he and his brother secured a couple of -<i>'rikishas</i> in an adjacent street, and were soon home once more. The -excitement of the night attack had driven sleep from them, so they -remained out upon the cool balcony and discussed the events of the day -until a late hour.</p> - -<p>After viewing the situation from all sides, it was finally decided that -a waiting policy should prevail. To boldly accuse Ralph Black of such a -nefarious plot without stronger proof was out of the question.</p> - -<p>"If any of the Ronins or the <i>karumayas</i> are captured, they may be -induced to confess," said Grant. "In that case we can do something. -Otherwise, we will have to bide our time."</p> - -<p>Both boys arose early on the following morning and started for the -office immediately after breakfast. They called in at the main police -station on their way <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[Pg 45]</a></span>downtown and learned that nothing had been seen of -the Ronins or <i>jinrikisha</i> men.</p> - -<p>The officer in charge promised to have the city scoured for the -wretches, and apologized profusely for the outrage. On reaching the -office, Grant called in several coolies and set them to work cleaning up -the interior. By noon the counting-room had lost its former appearance -of neglect. The desks and other furniture were dusted, the books put in -order, and everything arranged for immediate work.</p> - -<p>At the "tiffin," or midday lunch hour, the brothers dropped in at a -well-known restaurant on Main Street. As they entered the front door a -youth arose hastily from a table in the center and disappeared through a -side entrance. It was Ralph Black.</p> - -<p>"If that don't signify guilt, I'm a chicken," remarked Nattie, with a -grim smile. "He's a fool."</p> - -<p>"All he needs is rope enough," replied Grant, in the same tone, "and he -will save us the trouble of hanging him. I suppose he was ashamed or -afraid to face us after last night's treacherous work."</p> - -<p>On returning to the counting-room they found the young Japanese, Mori, -awaiting them. To say that he was cordially greeted is but half the -truth. There was an expression upon his face that promised success, and -Nattie<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[Pg 46]</a></span> wrung his hand until the genial native begged him to desist.</p> - -<p>"My answer is ready," he announced, producing a bundle of papers. "I -suppose you are anxious to know what it is?"</p> - -<p>"You don't need to tell us," chuckled Nattie, "I can read it in your -eyes. Shake, old boy! Success to the new firm!"</p> - -<p>"You have guessed aright," said Mori. "And I echo with all my heart what -you say. Success to the new firm of Manning Brothers & Okuma. If you -will come with me to your consul we will ratify the contract without -loss of time."</p> - -<p>Grant's eyes were moist as he shook hands with the young Japanese.</p> - -<p>"You are indeed a friend," he exclaimed, fervently. "You will lose -nothing by it, I assure you. If hard work and constant application to -duty will bring us success, I will guarantee that part of it."</p> - -<p>An hour later the newly-formed firm of importers and traders was an -acknowledged fact. In the presence of the American Consul as a witness, -Mori paid into the foreign bank the sum of twenty thousand dollars, and -Grant, as his late father's executor, turned over to the firm the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[Pg 47]</a></span> -various contracts and the mortgages on the warehouse and office -building.</p> - -<p>"The very first thing we must see about is that debt of Black & -Company," announced the lame youth. "It won't do to have the new firm -sued. We will call at their office now and pay it under a written -protest."</p> - -<p>"Yes, and deposit their receipt in the bank," added Nattie, grimly.</p> - -<p>"Nothing was found of the first receipt?" asked Mori, as they left the -consulate.</p> - -<p>"Not a sign. I have searched through all the papers in the office, but -without result. There is some mystery about it. Father never was very -orderly in keeping documents, but it is hard to believe that he would -mislay a paper of that value."</p> - -<p>"Who was in the office when your father—er—when the sad end came?"</p> - -<p>"Three clerks under the charge of a bookkeeper named Willis Round. Mr. -Round was seated at a desk next to father's at the moment. I was in the -outer office."</p> - -<p>"Was your father lying upon the floor when you were called?" asked Mori; -then he added, hastily: "Forgive me if I pain you, Grant. Perhaps we had -better allow the subject to drop."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[Pg 48]</a></span></p><p>"No, no. I see what you are driving at. You think that possibly Mr. -Round may have stolen the receipt?"</p> - -<p>"Exactly. Take a case like that; a valuable paper and an unscrupulous -man within easy reach, and you can easily see what would happen. I don't -remember this Mr. Round. What kind of a man was he?"</p> - -<p>"I never liked him," spoke up Nattie. "He had a sneaking face, and was -always grinning to himself, as if he had the laugh on other people. Then -I saw him kick a poor dog one day, and a man who would do that is not to -be trusted."</p> - -<p>"I guess you are right," agreed Grant. "Come to think of it, I never -liked Mr. Round myself. He was a thorough bookkeeper though, and knew -his business."</p> - -<p>"Where is he now?" asked Mori.</p> - -<p>"I think he left for England. He was an Englishman, you know. After our -firm closed he waited around town for a while, then I heard somebody say -he returned to London."</p> - -<p>The office of Black & Company was on the Bund, only a few squares from -the consulate, so the boys walked there instead of taking the -omnipresent <i>jinrikishas</i>. The building was a dingy structure of one -story, and bore the usual sign over the door.</p> - -<p>As Grant and his companions entered the outer office<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[Pg 49]</a></span> a tall, thin man, -carrying a much-worn Gladstone bag, brushed past them and vanished down -the street. The lame youth glanced at the fellow's face, then he turned -to Nattie with a low whistle.</p> - -<p>"There's a queer thing," he said. "If that man wore side whiskers, I -would wager anything that he was Mr. Willis Round himself."</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[Pg 50]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER VI.</span> <span class="smaller">MR. BLACK RECEIVES A SURPRISE.</span></h2> - -<p>"You don't say?" ejaculated the lad, stopping near the door. "Why, -perhaps it was. Wait, I'll follow him and see."</p> - -<p>Before either Grant or Mori could offer an objection, Nattie darted from -the office into the street. There were several clerks in the -counting-room, and they eyed the newcomers curiously. At the far end of -the room was a door leading into the private office of the firm.</p> - -<p>A hum of voices came from within. Grant waited a moment undecided what -to do, then he approached a clerk, and asked him to announce to Mr. -Black that Grant Manning wished to see him on important business. The -message produced immediate results.</p> - -<p>The fellow had hardly disappeared when the senior member himself stalked -majestically into the outer apartment. Waving an official document in -one hand, he glowered at the lame youth and exclaimed, in a harsh voice:</p> - -<p>"Your call will do you no good, sir. I have already instituted the suit. -I suppose you have come to beg for time, as usual?"</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[Pg 51]</a></span></p><p>"You suppose wrong, sir," coldly replied Grant.</p> - -<p>"Well, what is the object of this visit, then?"</p> - -<p>"Please make out a receipt for the full amount of our debt."</p> - -<p>Mr. Black's face expressed the liveliest amazement. The door leading to -the inner office creaked, and Ralph's familiar countenance appeared in -the opening. It was evident that he had been listening.</p> - -<p>"W-h-hat did you say?" gasped the merchant.</p> - -<p>"Please make out a receipt in full for the money owed to you by the firm -of Manning & Company," repeated Grant, calmly.</p> - -<p>"Then you mean to pay it?"</p> - -<p>"Yes."</p> - -<p>"But how can you? It is over fifty-eight hundred dollars, boy."</p> - -<p>"Five thousand, eight hundred and fifty dollars, in round numbers," -replied the lame youth, in a businesslike voice. "The receipt, please. I -will draw you a check for the amount at once."</p> - -<p>He drew a small book from his pocket, and proceeded to write the figures -as if such items were mere bagatelles in his business. Mori, who had -been an interested but silent spectator now stepped forward and -whispered a few<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[Pg 52]</a></span> words to Grant. The latter nodded, and said, again -addressing Mr. Black:</p> - -<p>"By the way, sir, I think you had better accompany me to the American or -English consulate. In view of past happenings, I prefer to have a -reputable witness to this payment."</p> - -<p>The merchant's face flushed a deep red, and then paled again. Before he -could reply, Ralph emerged from the inner office and advanced toward -Grant with his hands clinched and a threatening look upon his dark -countenance.</p> - -<p>"What do you mean, you scoundrel?" he stormed. "Do you dare to insult my -father in his own office? I've a notion to——"</p> - -<p>He broke off abruptly and lowered his hands. Mori had stepped before -Grant in a manner there was no mistaking. The young Japanese was small -of stature, but there was an air of muscular solidity about him which -spoke eloquently of athletic training.</p> - -<p>"No threats, Ralph Black," he exclaimed, coolly. "We are here on a -matter of business with your father. Please remember that you have to -deal with me as well as Mr. Manning."</p> - -<p>"What have you to do with it?" grated the youth. "Mind your own -business."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[Pg 53]</a></span></p><p>"That is exactly what I am doing," was the suave reply.</p> - -<p>"Enough of this contention," suddenly exclaimed Mr. Black, with a -semblance of dignity. "Ralph, return to the inner office. I will soon -settle these upstarts. Simmons, a receipt for the debt owed us by -Manning."</p> - -<p>The latter sentence was addressed to a clerk, who promptly came forward -with the required paper. Taking it, the merchant extended his hand for -the check. Grant hesitated and glanced at Mori. That youth nodded his -head, and whispered:</p> - -<p>"We may as well waive the precaution of having it paid before the -consul. The receipt will answer the purpose. There are two of us, you -know."</p> - -<p>"Well, do you intend to pay?" impatiently demanded Mr. Black.</p> - -<p>The lame youth gave him the check without deigning to reply. The -merchant glanced at the amount, then he eyed the signature in evident -surprise.</p> - -<p>"What does this mean?" he asked, harshly. "This is signed 'Manning -Brothers & Okuma.' What absurdity is this?"</p> - -<p>"It means what it says, sir," answered Grant, a suspicion of triumph in -his voice. "I may as well tell you what Yokohama will know before night. -The importing<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[Pg 54]</a></span> and trading firm of Manning & Company has been revived. -Mr. Okuma here is a partner in the house, and we commence business at -once. You act as if you do not believe me, sir. Please satisfy yourself -by sending to the foreign bank."</p> - -<p>As it happened, at that moment a clerk from the bank in question entered -the office with some papers. A brief question addressed to him by the -merchant brought instant proof of the lame youth's words. As if dazed, -Mr. Black gave him the receipt and entered the inner office without a -word. Grant and Mori left at once.</p> - -<p>They looked up and down the street for Nattie, but he was not in sight. -After waiting for several moments at the corner they set out for the -counting-room. The young Japanese seemed preoccupied at first as if -buried in thought, but he finally turned to his companion and said:</p> - -<p>"There is something about this business of the Black debt that I do not -understand. How is it you could find no trace of the payment at the bank -or among your canceled checks? It would surely be there."</p> - -<p>"Why, I thought I had explained that to you," replied Grant. "The money -paid them by my father was in cash, not by check. I remember that on -that day we had received almost six thousand dollars in English gold -from<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[Pg 55]</a></span> the skipper of a sailing ship. The money was placed in the small -safe."</p> - -<p>"And it was gone when you examined the safe after your father's death?"</p> - -<p>"Exactly. That is why I am so positive the debt was paid. That fact and -the unfinished entry in father's book is proof enough."</p> - -<p>"It certainly is," replied Mori, with conviction. "Well, something may -turn up in time to establish the fact. Here is the office. We will wait -until Nattie returns."</p> - -<p>In the meantime an important scene had taken place in the counting-room -they had just left. After their departure, Mr. Black cleared his private -apartment of his secretary and closing the door leading to the outer -room, bade his son draw a chair up to the desk.</p> - -<p>The merchant's face appeared grim and determined. He nervously arranged -a pile of papers before him, and then, with the air of a man who had -recently heard unpleasant news, he confronted Ralph.</p> - -<p>"Did you hear what that crippled whelp said?" he asked.</p> - -<p>"Yes," sullenly replied his son. "He's induced Mori Okuma to go in with -him, and they intend to commence business at once."</p> - -<p>"Do you know what that means to us?"</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[Pg 56]</a></span></p><p>"Another rival, I suppose. Well, we needn't be afraid of them."</p> - -<p>"Zounds! you can be stupid at times, sir. We have every reason to be -alarmed at the formation of the new firm. If you paid more attention to -the affairs of Black & Company and less to running around with the -sports of Yokohama, you would be of more assistance to me."</p> - -<p>"What is the matter now?" snarled the youth, arising from his chair. -"These rows are getting too frequent, and I won't stand it. I am no baby -to be reproved by you whenever you please. I won't——"</p> - -<p>"Sit down!" thundered the merchant. "Don't be a fool." Then he added, -more mildly: "Remember that I am your father, Ralph. It is sometimes -necessary to reprove you as you must acknowledge. But enough of that -now. We have a more weighty subject to discuss. You evidently do not see -what this new firm means to us. I can explain in a few words. You have -doubtless heard rumors of trouble with China about Corea?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, but that is an old tale. I heard it two years past."</p> - -<p>"Well, there is more truth in it now than you believe. I have private -means of obtaining information. If I am not mistaken we will have war -before the end of the present year."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[Pg 57]</a></span></p><p>"What of it?"</p> - -<p>The merchant held up his hands in evident disgust.</p> - -<p>"It is easy to be seen that you have little of the instincts of a -merchant in you," he said, bitterly. "Hold! I do not intend to reprove -you. I will not waste the time. If you don't know, I will tell you that -war means the expenditure of money, and the purchase of arms and stores. -I know that the government is preparing for the coming conflict, and -that they need guns and ammunition and canned provisions."</p> - -<p>"Why don't you try for the contracts then?"</p> - -<p>"I intend to. As you may remember, that little affair of the fodder last -year for the cavalry horses has hurt my credit with the war department. -I think I still stand a show, however—if there are no other bidders."</p> - -<p>"How about the German firms?"</p> - -<p>"Their rivalry won't amount to anything, but if this Grant Manning comes -in he will secure the contracts without the shadow of a doubt. Why, he -is hand-in-glove with Secretary Yoshisada Udono, of the army. The -Japanese fool thinks Grant is the soul of honesty, and the cleverest -youth in Japan besides."</p> - -<p>Ralph leaned forward in his chair, and pondered deeply for a moment. -Then, tapping the desk with his fingers, he said, slowly, and with -emphasis:</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[Pg 58]</a></span></p><p>"I understand the case now. It means a matter of thousands of pounds to -us, and we must secure the contract, come what will. If these Manning -boys stand in our way we must break them, that's all. One thing, we have -a good ally in Willis Round. With him as——"</p> - -<p>He was suddenly interrupted by a sound at the door. Before either could -move it was thrown open, admitting a tall, thin man, carrying a -much-worn Gladstone bag. Behind him and almost at his heels was Nattie -Manning, an expression of determination upon his handsome face.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[Pg 59]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER VII.</span> <span class="smaller">NATTIE CARRIES HIS POINT.</span></h2> - -<p>When Nattie left his brother and Mori in the office of Black & Company, -it was with the determination to ascertain whether the tall, thin man -with the Gladstone bag was really the late bookkeeper, Willis Round.</p> - -<p>If the lad had been asked why he was placing himself to so much trouble -for such a purpose he could not have answered.</p> - -<p>There was no reason why Round should not return to Yokohama if he so -minded. And he had every right to remove his whiskers if he chose to do -so; and again, there was no law to prevent him from calling upon the -firm of Black & Company.</p> - -<p>Still, in view of recent circumstances, it seemed suspicious to Nattie, -and he sped down the street with the firm resolve to prove the identity -at once. As the reader may have conjectured, the younger Manning brother -had a strong will of his own.</p> - -<p>It was his claim, not uttered boastfully, that when he set a task unto -himself, he generally carried it out if the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[Pg 60]</a></span> thing was possible. He -proved that characteristic in his nature in the present instance.</p> - -<p>On reaching the corner of the next street, which happened to be the -broad thoroughfare running at right angles from the Bund, he caught -sight of his man in the door of a famous tea house much frequented by -the good people of Yokohama.</p> - -<p>The fellow had paused, and was glancing back as if suspicious of being -followed. On seeing Nattie, he turned quickly and disappeared into the -tea house. When the lad reached the entrance, he found the front room -untenanted save by a group of waiter girls.</p> - -<p>They greeted his appearance with the effusive welcome of their class, -but he brushed them aside with little ceremony and passed on into the -next apartment. This also was empty. The more imposing tea houses of -Japan are generally two-story structures, divided into a multitude of -small and large rooms.</p> - -<p>The one in question contained no less than a round dozen on the ground -floor, and as many in the second story. There was no central hall, but -simply a series of public rooms extending from front to rear, with -private apartments opening on each side.</p> - -<p>Nattie had visited the place times out of mind, and he knew that an exit -could be found in the rear which led<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[Pg 61]</a></span> through a small garden to a gate, -opening upon a back street. The fact caused the lad to hasten his steps.</p> - -<p>While hurrying through the fourth apartment, he heard voices in a side -room. They were not familiar, but he halted at once. Suppose Round—if -it were he—should take it into his head to enter one of the private -apartments? He could easily remain concealed until a sufficient time had -elapsed, and then go his way unseen.</p> - -<p>For a brief moment Nattie stood irresolute. If he remained to question -the <i>matsumas</i> it would give the evident fugitive time to escape by the -rear gate. And if he hurried through the garden and out into the back -street, Round could leave by the main entrance.</p> - -<p>"Confound it! I can't stay here twirling my thumbs," he exclaimed. "What -shall it be, back gate or a search through the blessed shanty? I'll -leave it to chance."</p> - -<p>Thrusting a couple of fingers into a vest pocket, he extracted an -American quarter, and flipped it into the air.</p> - -<p>"Heads, I search these rooms; tails, I go out the back gate," he -murmured, catching the descending coin with great dexterity.</p> - -<p>"Tails it is. Here goes, and may I have luck," he added.</p> - -<p>Hurrying through the remaining apartments, he vanished into the garden -just as a tall, thin man carrying a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[Pg 62]</a></span> Gladstone bag cautiously opened a -side door near where Nattie had juggled the coin. There was a bland -smile upon the fellow's face, and he waved one hand airily after the -youth.</p> - -<p>"Ta, ta, Master Manning," he muttered. "I am thankful to you for leaving -the decision to a piece of money. It was a close call for me, as I do -not care to have my identity guessed just at present. Now that the coast -is clear, I'll drop in on the Blacks again and tell them to be careful."</p> - -<p>Making his way to the main entrance, he called a passing <i>'rikisha</i> and -ordered the <i>karumaya</i> to carry him to the Bund through various obscure -streets. In the meantime, Nattie had left the garden by way of the rear -gate. A hurried glance up and down the narrow thoroughfare resulted in -disappointment.</p> - -<p>A search of adjacent streets produced nothing. Considerably crestfallen, -the lad returned to the tea house and questioned the head of the -establishment. He speedily learned to his chagrin that the man for whom -he had been searching had left the place not five minutes previously.</p> - -<p>"Just my luck," he murmured, petulantly. "Here, Komatsu, give this to a -beggar; it's a hoodoo."</p> - -<p>The affable manager accepted the ill-omened <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[Pg 63]</a></span>twenty-five cent piece with -many bows and subsequently placed it among his collection of rare coins, -with the inscription: "Yankee Hoodoo. Only one in Yokohama. Value, ten -<i>yen</i>."</p> - -<p>It was with a very disconsolate face that Nattie left the tea house on -his way to the office of the new firm. He felt positive in his mind that -the thin man was really Willis Round, and the actions of the fellow in -slipping away so mysteriously tended to increase the lad's suspicions.</p> - -<p>"If he cared to return to Yokohama, he could do so," he reasoned, while -walking down Main Street. "It's no person's business that I can see. And -if he desired to increase his ugliness by shaving off his whiskers it -was his own lookout. But what I don't like is the way he sneaked out of -Black's counting-room without speaking to us. He was certainly trying to -avoid recognition, and that's flat.</p> - -<p>"I wonder what he had to do with that debt?" added the lad, after a -while. "He is mixed up with the Blacks in some way, and I'll wager the -connection bodes ill to some one. Perhaps it is to us."</p> - -<p>He had reached this far in his reflections when he chanced to look down -a small alley leading from the main thoroughfare to a public garden. A -<i>jinrikisha</i> was speeding past the outlet. The vehicle contained one -man, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[Pg 64]</a></span> in an instant Nattie recognized in him the subject of his -thoughts.</p> - -<p>To cover the distance to the garden was a brief task for the lad's -nimble feet. As he emerged from the alley, however, he plumped into a -couple of American man-of-war's men. The collision carried one of them -into the gutter, but the other grasped wildly at his supposed -assailant's collar.</p> - -<div class="center"><img src="images/i064.jpg" alt="Nattie plumped into a couple of American man-of-war's -men" /></div> - -<p class="bold">"Nattie plumped into a couple of American man-of-war's -men. The<br />collision carried one of them into the gutter, but the other -grasped<br />wildly at his supposed assailant's collar." (See page 64)</p> - -<p>He missed, but nothing daunted, the sailor started in pursuit, calling -out in a husky voice at every step. In his eagerness to catch up with -Willis Round, Nattie had continued his flight. The hubbub and outcry -behind him soon brought him to a halt, and he faced about just as -several policemen and a dozen foreigners and native citizens joined in -the chase.</p> - -<p>What the outcome would have been is hard to say had not help arrived at -that opportune moment in the shape of a friend—a clerk at the -legation—who suddenly appeared in the doorway of a private residence -within a dozen feet of the lad.</p> - -<p>"What is the matter, Manning?" hastily asked the newcomer.</p> - -<p>As quick as a flash Nattie bounded past him, and closed the door just as -the infuriated sailor reached the spot.</p> - -<p>"For goodness' sake, old fellow, get me out by the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[Pg 65]</a></span> back way!" breathed -the lad. "I haven't time to explain now. I'll tell you all about it this -afternoon. I am following a man, and I mustn't lose him. Let me out by -the rear, please."</p> - -<p>Considerably mystified, the clerk obeyed. A moment later Nattie was -again speeding down a street toward the Bund. As luck would have it, he -caught sight of his man at the next corner. The <i>jinrikisha</i> had stopped -in front of Black & Company's office.</p> - -<p>Hurrying ahead, the lad contrived to enter the door at the heels of the -fugitive. He stepped lightly across the counting-room, and was within a -foot of him when he threw open the door leading into the merchant's -private office.</p> - -<p>At sight of them both Ralph and his father sprang to their feet. Totally -unsuspicious of the proximity of his pursuer, the tall, thin man tossed -his portmanteau upon a chair, and was on the point of greeting the -occupants of the office when he saw them looking behind him in evident -surprise.</p> - -<p>He turned, gave Nattie one startled glance, then made an involuntary -movement as if contemplating flight. The lad barred the way, however. -Grinning triumphantly, he lifted his hat with a polite bow, and said:</p> - -<p>"Why, this is an unexpected pleasure, Mr. Round. I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[Pg 66]</a></span> did not know you had -returned to Yokohama. How is everything in London?"</p> - -<p>"What are you talking about?" growled the fellow. "I don't know you."</p> - -<p>"Indeed! How poor your memory must be. You worked for my father as -confidential clerk and bookkeeper for many years. Surely you must -remember his son, Nattie Manning?"</p> - -<p>The mocking tone caused Round to frown darkly. He saw that further -denial was useless. Curtly turning his back to Nattie, he stalked to a -chair and sat down. During this little byplay Ralph had been staring at -the intruder in a peculiarly malevolent manner.</p> - -<p>"What do you want in here?" he demanded, at last. "This is our private -office, and we receive people by invitation only. Get out."</p> - -<p>"With the greatest pleasure," sweetly replied Nattie. "I have secured -all that I desire. I wanted to satisfy myself as to that man's identity, -and I have succeeded. The removal of one's whiskers don't always form an -effectual disguise, you know. Ta! ta!"</p> - -<p>He left the office with a triumphant smile, and quickly made his way to -the counting-room of the new firm. Grant and Mori were engrossed in -drawing up several<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[Pg 67]</a></span> tables of import orders, but they gave instant -attention to his story.</p> - -<p>"It certainly proves one thing," remarked the lame youth. "Mr. Willis -Round attempted to visit Yokohama in disguise. Now what can be his -reason?"</p> - -<p>Before either Nattie or Mori could reply, the front door was thrown -open, and the very man they were discussing stepped into the office. -There was an expression of cordial good nature upon his face, and he -advanced with one hand extended in a friendly attitude.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[Pg 68]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER VIII.</span> <span class="smaller">ONE CONSPIRATOR DEFEATED.</span></h2> - -<p>"How do you do, Master Grant? I am pleased to see you," exclaimed the -newcomer. "And Master Nattie here is still the same good-looking lad as -of old. Is this the new member of the firm? The old company has called -in native blood, eh? Well, it is not a bad idea."</p> - -<p>Disregarding the cold stare of surprise given him by Grant, the speaker -seated himself in a comfortable chair and gazed blandly around the -office. He was a man of extreme attenuation of features, and restless, -shifting eyes. He was modestly clad in a dark suit of English tweed, and -carried the conventional cane of bamboo.</p> - -<p>For a moment there was an awkward silence, then Nattie laughed—a short, -curt laugh, which brought a perceptible flush to Round's sunken cheeks.</p> - -<p>"So you are our old bookkeeper after all?" said the lad, with a sly wink -at Mori.</p> - -<p>"Yes, I am inclined to believe so," replied the visitor, airily. "I have -an explanation to make about that little incident, my boy. D'ye see, I -returned from London by way of India yesterday morning. I had my reasons -for<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[Pg 69]</a></span> arriving incog., therefore I denied myself to you this afternoon. -As the cat is out of the bag now, I'll tell you all about it."</p> - -<p>He paused and glanced at his auditors. Nothing daunted by their evident -coldness, he resumed, in the same light manner:</p> - -<p>"I had a little deal on with the government here and certain people in -England, and I came over to push it through. Remembering the firm of -Black & Company, I went to them first. The interview was not -satisfactory, however. Hearing that you had resumed your father's -business. I lost no time in coming here. Am I right in believing that -you are open for valuable contracts?"</p> - -<p>Both Nattie and Mori instinctively left the conversation to Grant. In a -matter of business, he was the proper person, they well knew. The lame -youth leaned back in his chair, and eyed the visitor with extreme -gravity.</p> - -<p>"So you are here to do business with us, Mr. Round?" he asked, slowly.</p> - -<p>"Yes."</p> - -<p>"May I ask the nature of the contracts?"</p> - -<p>The ex-bookkeeper arose to his feet and walked with catlike steps to the -front door. Opening it slightly, he peered forth. Then he repeated the -performance at the remaining doors and windows. Evidently satisfied, he -<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[Pg 70]</a></span>returned to the desk. Bending over, he said, in a stage whisper:</p> - -<p>"Government."</p> - -<p>"Yes, I know," exclaimed Grant, impatiently. "You said that before. But -for what class of articles?"</p> - -<p>"Arms and ammunition, my boy. I have inside information. I know that -Japan will be at war with China before the end of the year. I also know -that the government intends to place an order for many millions of -cartridges and hundreds of thousands of rifles and revolvers within a -very short time."</p> - -<p>"Indeed?"</p> - -<p>"Yes. Now, I represent two firms—one English and one German, and we -wish to secure a resident agent in Japan. I can recommend you to them, -and I will on one condition."</p> - -<p>"What is it?" asked Grant, drumming nervously upon the desk.</p> - -<p>Nattie leaned forward in evident expectancy. He knew that the drumming -was an ominous sign on his brother's part, and that a climax was -impending.</p> - -<p>"I wish to remain in Yokohama, and I desire a situation. If you will -give me the same position I formerly occupied in this office, I will -secure you the good will of my firms. What do you say?"</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[Pg 71]</a></span></p><p>Grant selected a letter from a pile on the desk and glanced over it. He -smiled as if particularly well pleased at something, and then asked in a -suave voice:</p> - -<p>"When did you leave London, Mr. Round?"</p> - -<p>"Why—er—on the second of last month."</p> - -<p>"And when did you reach that city after leaving my father's service?"</p> - -<p>"What the deuce?—I mean, about two months later. Why do you ask these -questions?"</p> - -<p>"Then you have been away from Japan for some time?"</p> - -<p>"Of course. I could not be in London and in this country very well," -replied Round, with a sickly smile.</p> - -<p>"It is certainly strange," remarked Grant, reading the letter again. -"Have you a twin brother, sir?"</p> - -<p>At this apparently preposterous query, the visitor lost his affability.</p> - -<p>"No, I haven't," he almost shouted. "Mr. Manning, I did not come here to -lose valuable time in answering silly questions. I have made you a -proposition in good faith. Will you please give me a reply?"</p> - -<p>"So you wish to enter our employ as bookkeeper?"</p> - -<p>"Yes."</p> - -<p>"And if we engage you we can become the agents of your English and -German firms in this matter of the government contracts?"</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[Pg 72]</a></span></p><p>"Yes, yes."</p> - -<p>Grant arose from his chair, and leaning one hand upon the desk, he -added, impressively:</p> - -<p>"Will you also promise to clear up the mystery of the Black debt, Mr. -Round?"</p> - -<p>Nattie and Mori, who were keenly watching the visitor's face, saw him -pale to the very lips. He essayed to speak, but the words refused to -come. Finally regaining his composure by a violent effort, he replied, -huskily:</p> - -<p>"I don't understand you, Grant. What mystery do you mean?"</p> - -<p>"You know very well, sir."</p> - -<p>The lame youth's voice was sharp and cutting. Nervously wiping his face, -Mr. Round glanced down at the floor, then cast a furtive glance at his -companions. If ever guilt rested in a man's actions, it did then with -those of the ex-bookkeeper. He probably recognized the futility of his -chances, as he started to leave without further words. He was not to -escape so easily, however.</p> - -<p>"You have not heard my answer to your proposition," called out Grant, -with sarcasm. "I'll tell you now that we would not have you in this -office if you paid us a bonus of a thousand pounds. You had better -return to your confederates, Black & Company, and inform them that their -effort to place a spy in this office has failed."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[Pg 73]</a></span></p><p>"You will regret these words," retorted Round, with a muttered oath. -"I'll show you that you are not so smart as you think."</p> - -<p>"Have a care, sir," replied the lame youth. "Perhaps we will be able to -prove your connection with that debt swindle, and send you up for it."</p> - -<p>"Bah! You are a fool to——"</p> - -<p>He did not finish the sentence. At that juncture, Nattie, who had been -quietly edging his way across the office, bounded forward. There was a -brief struggle, a crash at the door, and suddenly the visitor found -himself in the street, considerably the worse for the encounter.</p> - -<p>"That's the proper way to get rid of such callers," remarked the lad, -cheerfully. "Talk is all right in its place, but actions are necessary -at times. What a scoundrel he is!"</p> - -<p>"He is a discovered villain," said Mori, quaintly. "In the expressive -language of the American street gamin, 'We are on to him.' He was -evidently sent here by the Blacks as a spy. By the way, what was in that -letter?"</p> - -<p>Grant laughed, and tossed the document to the young Japanese.</p> - -<p>"It was simply a bluff. I had an idea the man had not<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[Pg 74]</a></span> left the country, -so I pretended to read a letter giving that information. He bit -beautifully."</p> - -<p>"One thing is certain," remarked Mori, with a shrug of his shoulders. -"We have made an implacable enemy."</p> - -<p>"What's the difference?" chimed in Nattie. "The more the merrier. We -need not fear anything from Willis Round. He's a dead duck now."</p> - -<p>"So Black & Company have wind of the impending contracts, eh?" mused -Grant. "I must run up and see Secretary Udono at once. I think I can -prove to him that we are worthy of the contracts. Nattie, take this -advertisement and have it inserted in all the foreign and native papers. -Tell them to place it on the first page in display type. We'll let the -world know that we are ready for business."</p> - -<p>"I'll call on several old friends of my father in the morning and bid -for the next tea and rice crop," said Mori, jotting down the items in -his notebook. "How much can we use this quarter?"</p> - -<p>"All we can secure," was the prompt reply. "I intend to cable our -American houses at once. The New York and San Francisco firms are good -for two shiploads at the very least. By the way, Nattie, while you are -out just drop in on Saigo Brothers and see what they have on<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[Pg 75]</a></span> hand in -lacquered novelties. Speak for a good order to go on the steamer of the -tenth."</p> - -<p>During the next two hours the three members of the new firm were head -and ears in business. Grant was in his element, and Mori seemed to like -the routine also. But Nattie presently yawned, and left on his errands. -Outdoor life was evidently more to his taste.</p> - -<p>In the press of work the incidents connected with the visit of Willis -Round were forgotten. Grant and Mori labored at the office until almost -midnight. After attending to the advertisements Nattie inspected the -company's "go down," or warehouse, and made preparations for the -receiving of tea.</p> - -<p>The following day was spent in the same manner, and on the second -morning the purchases of the firm began to arrive. By noon Manning -Brothers & Okuma were the talk of Yokohama. Grant's popularity and -business reputation secured him a warm welcome in the trade.</p> - -<p>A force of native clerks was installed in the office under charge of an -expert foreign bookkeeper. It was finally decided to assign the drumming -up of trade to Grant, and the interior buying and selling to Mori. -Nattie was to have charge of the shipping and the care of the warehouse.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[Pg 76]</a></span></p><p>The latter found time, however, to practice for the coming wrestling -match on the seventh of July. He had secured the services of a retired -wrestler, and was soon in great form. As can be expected, he awaited the -eventful day with growing impatience.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[Pg 77]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER IX.</span> <span class="smaller">DISASTER THREATENS.</span></h2> - -<p>Grant Manning was a youth wise beyond his years. His continued ill -health and his physical frailty kept him from mixing with the lads of -his age. The seclusion drove him to self-communion and study. As a -general rule, persons suffering from physical deformity or lingering -sickness are compensated by an expansion of mind.</p> - -<p>It is the proof of an immutable law. The blinding of one eye increases -the strength of the other. The deaf and dumb are gifted with a wonderful -sense of touch. Those with crippled legs are strong of arm. The -unfortunates with brains awry are endowed with muscles of power.</p> - -<p>In Grant's case his intellect made amends for his deformity of body. He -loved commercial work, and the several years passed in the counting-room -under his father's <i>régime</i> had made him a thorough master of the -business.</p> - -<p>When orders commenced to find their way to the new firm he was in his -element. As I have stated before, he had many friends in Yokohama and -the capital, Tokio, and the native merchants made haste to open trade -with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[Pg 78]</a></span> him. To aid this prosperity, was the fact that no stain rested -upon the firm of John Manning & Company.</p> - -<p>The very name was synonymous with honesty, integrity and merit. Foreign -houses established in Eastern countries too often treat their customers -as uncivilized beings destined to be tricked in trade. John Manning had -never entertained such an unwise policy, and his sons now felt the -results.</p> - -<p>The announcements in the various papers brought an avalanche of -contracts and orders. On the fourth day after the birth of the new firm, -Mori—who was really a shrewd, far-seeing youth—had secured the cream -of the tea and rice crop. He was also promised the first bid for silks.</p> - -<p>On his part, Grant had secured a satisfactory interview with the -secretary of war in regard to the army contracts for arms and -ammunition. Business was literally booming, and every foreign importing -firm in Yokohama felt the new competition.</p> - -<p>It is not to be supposed that they would permit the trade to slip away -without an effort to retain it. Not the least of those disturbed was the -firm of Black & Company, as can well be imagined. The merchant and Ralph -were wild with rage and despair. Orders from various <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[Pg 79]</a></span>English houses -were on file for early tea and rice, but the market was empty. Mori had -been the early bird.</p> - -<p>"If this continues we will have to close our doors," exclaimed Mr. -Black, gloomily. "I could not buy a dozen boxes of tea this morning, and -we have an order of three hundred to leave by to-morrow's steamer. The -fiend take that crippled whelp! He is here, there, and everywhere, and -the natives in town are begging for his trade."</p> - -<p>"He will make a pretty penny raising the prices too," replied his son, -in the same tone. "Why, he and that Japanese fool have made a regular -corner in rice."</p> - -<p>"But he is not going to increase the price, if rumor speaks the truth. -Although he has control of the crop, he ships it to America at the old -rates."</p> - -<p>"That is a shrewd move," acknowledged Ralph, reluctantly. "It will make -him solid with every firm in the United States. What is the matter with -all of the old merchants, eh? Fancy a man like you letting a boy get the -best of him in this manner. If I was the head of an established house -and had gray hairs like you I'd quit the business."</p> - -<p>This brutal speech caused the merchant to flush angrily. He was on the -point of retorting, but he checked himself and remained buried in -thought for some time. His reflections were bitter. It was humiliating -to think that a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[Pg 80]</a></span> firm of boys should step in and steal the trade from -men who had spent years in the business.</p> - -<p>The brow of the merchant grew dark. He would not stand it. If fair means -could not avail, he would resort to foul. His conscience, long deadened -by trickery, formed no bar to his resolution. Striking the desk with his -open hand, he exclaimed:</p> - -<p>"I will do it no matter what comes."</p> - -<p>"What's up now, dad?" asked Ralph, with a show of interest. He added, -sneeringly: "Are you awakening from your 'Rip Van Winkle' sleep? Do you -think it is time to get up and circumvent those fools? Name your plan, -and I will give you my help with the greatest pleasure."</p> - -<p>"You can assist me. We must destroy the credit of the new firm. They -have a working capital of only twelve or thirteen thousand dollars. I -learned this morning that they had given notes for ninety days for twice -that amount of money. It is also said that the firm of Takatsuna & -Company has sold them ten thousand dollars' worth of tea at sight. Grant -arranged for an overdraw with a native bank inside of an hour. Now if we -can get up a scare, Takatsuna will come down on the bank for his money, -and the bank will call on the Mannings for it."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[Pg 81]</a></span></p><p>"That is a great scheme," said Ralph, admiringly. "We will try it at -once."</p> - -<p>"Go to Round's hotel and bring him here. In the meantime I will finish -the details, my son. If all goes well, that cripple and his brother will -be paupers before night."</p> - -<p>"And we will be able to fill our orders by to-morrow at the latest. If -Manning Brothers & Okuma fail, the dealers will gladly come to us."</p> - -<p>"I do not care a snap of a finger for the tea business," replied Mr. -Black, contemptuously. "It is that army contract I am after. I have been -told that Grant has had an interview with the secretary. Now, if we -don't kill the firm they will have the plum as sure as death. Bring -Round here without delay."</p> - -<p>Ralph laughed as he walked to the door.</p> - -<p>"Willis has been in the sulks since he failed to carry out our little -scheme of placing him in the Manning counting-room as a spy. He hates -them worse than ever. He will prove a valuable ally in the present -plan."</p> - -<p>In the course of an hour he returned with the ex-bookkeeper. Before noon -strange rumors commenced to circulate among the foreign merchants and -the banks. By one o'clock the native houses were agog with the news. Men -met on the Bund and talked over the startling <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[Pg 82]</a></span>intelligence. At two a -representative from the firm of Takatsuna called at the office of -Manning Brothers & Okuma.</p> - -<p>"I am very sorry," he said, "but my firm is in pressing need of money. -It is short notice, I acknowledge, but we must have the ten thousand -dollars you owe us for tea at once."</p> - -<p>Grant looked surprised, but he politely sent the representative to the -Yokohama bank where the check had been negotiated. In half an hour an -urgent call came from the bank for the senior member of the firm. When -Grant returned to the office his face wore an anxious expression.</p> - -<p>"Boys, our enemies are at work," he said. "It is said on 'Change that we -are pinched for funds. Black & Company are urging the native merchants -to ask for their bills. The bank paid Takatsuna their money, but the -directors want it refunded at once."</p> - -<p>He had hardly ceased speaking before a knock sounded at the door of the -private office. Nattie opened it, giving admission to a portly Japanese. -The newcomer's dress was disordered, and he appeared wild with anxiety. -It was the president of the Yokohama bank.</p> - -<p>At his heels were several merchants and half a dozen reporters. Ill news -travels fast. Regardless of ceremony, the visitors crowded into the -office. Grant's face became set, and his eyes glittered. Nattie appeared -highly<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[Pg 83]</a></span> amused. He saw the comical side of the invasion, not the -serious.</p> - -<p>It was really a critical moment. In commercial circles there is nothing -more disastrous and credit-snapping than a run on a bank, or the failure -to promptly pay a bill. The standing of a new firm is always uncertain. -Like gold, it requires time and a trial in the fire of experience.</p> - -<p>Grant realized the danger at once. As the newcomers surged into the -office, he arose from the desk and grasped the back of his chair with a -clutch of despair. His thoughts traveled fast. He saw the ruin of his -hopes, the success of his enemies; and he almost groaned aloud.</p> - -<p>Outwardly he was calm, however. Politely greeting the president of the -bank, he asked the nature of his business. With feverish hands, the man -produced a paper, and requested the payment of the ten thousand dollars.</p> - -<p>"Remember, my dear sir, I am first on the spot," he said.</p> - -<p>The words were significant. It meant a call for money from all -creditors. It meant the swamping of their credit and absolute failure. -Preserving his calmness, Grant picked up the firm's check-book, and -glanced over the stubs.</p> - -<p>Of the twenty thousand dollars paid in by Mori, but a trifle over -one-half remained. There were other creditors<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[Pg 84]</a></span> at the door. To pay one -meant a demand from the others. To refuse the payment of the bank's debt -was to be posted as insolvent. That meant ruin.</p> - -<p>Sick at heart, Grant was on the point of adopting the latter course, -when there came a sudden and most unexpected change in the state of affairs.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[Pg 85]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER X.</span> <span class="smaller">MORI SHOWS HIS GENEROSITY.</span></h2> - -<p>During the scene in the private office of the firm Mori had remained -silent and apparently indifferent. Apparently only—those who knew him -best would have augured from the appearance of the two bright red spots -in his dark cheeks that he was intensely interested.</p> - -<p>He watched the movements of the crowd at the door, he listened to the -demand of the bank president, and he noted Grant's struggle to appear -calm. Then just as the lame youth turned from the check-book to his -auditors with an announcement of their failure to pay trembling upon his -lips, the young Japanese introduced himself into the proceedings.</p> - -<p>"What is the meaning of this, sir?" he asked the president, sharply. -"What do you wish?"</p> - -<p>"I am here for my money," was the defiant reply. "I have presented the -note, and I await payment."</p> - -<p>"Don't you think this is rather sudden?" asked Mori, with a suspicious -calmness in his voice. "It was negotiated but yesterday. Why this -haste?"</p> - -<p>"I want my money," was the only answer vouchsafed.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[Pg 86]</a></span></p><p>"And you at the door," continued the Japanese youth, turning his gaze -in that direction. "Are you here for the same reason?"</p> - -<p>Some one in the rear rank replied in the affirmative.</p> - -<p>Mori's eyes flashed. Taking a private check-book from his pocket, he -rapidly wrote several lines therein, and, detaching a leaf, tossed it to -Grant.</p> - -<p>"Pay them, every one," he said, carelessly. "You will find that -sufficient, I think."</p> - -<p>The lame youth eagerly read the check, and then his face became suffused -with emotion. The amount called for was thirty thousand dollars! Mori -had placed his whole fortune to the firm's account! Afraid to trust his -voice, Grant hobbled over to the youthful native, and, in the presence -of the whole assemblage, threw his arms around him.</p> - -<p>"God bless you!" he exclaimed. "You are a friend and a man."</p> - -<p>"Nonsense," replied Mori, gently. "It is nothing. Pay these cattle off, -and put them down in your black book. Pay them in full and rid the -office of the mob for good. And, understand," he added, addressing the -bank president and his companions, "we will have no further dealings -with you. Hereafter we will trade with men not liable to scare at the -slightest rumor."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[Pg 87]</a></span></p><p>The official took the check extended him by Grant with a crestfallen -air. He saw that he had made a mistake and had lost the business of the -new firm. Too late he recalled the fact that he had really heard nothing -of moment. Rumors had been circulated, but try as he would, he could not -recollect their source.</p> - -<p>The remaining creditors also suffered a revulsion of feeling. Some -attempted to slink away, but the three members of the firm singled them -out one by one, and compelled them to accept checks for the amount of -their bills.</p> - -<p>In an hour eighteen thousand dollars had been paid out, but the credit -of the firm was saved. When the last man had been sent away Nattie and -Grant overwhelmed the clever young Japanese with congratulations and -heartfelt thanks. Mori's modesty equaled his generosity, and he -threatened them with immediate dissolution if they did not refrain.</p> - -<p>"It is nothing, my friends," he exclaimed, for the hundredth time. "I am -only glad that I was able to furnish the money."</p> - -<p>"You must withdraw the entire amount just as soon as it is available," -insisted Grant. "We should hear from the American houses within five -weeks, and then we will return to the old basis."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[Pg 88]</a></span></p><p>"I would like to have a photograph of old Black's face when he hears -the news," said Nattie, with a grin. "Or, better still, overhear his -comments."</p> - -<p>"It was a shrewd trick, but it failed, I am glad to say," remarked the -lame youth. "We must take advantage of the opportunity and clinch the -effect. Now is the time to set our credit upon a solid foundation."</p> - -<p>Taking several sheets of paper, he scribbled half a dozen lines upon -them.</p> - -<p>"Nattie, take these to the different newspaper offices, and have them -inserted in to-morrow's issues," he said. "Then drop in at the printing -office and tell Bates to work up a thousand posters to be displayed -about town. How does this sound?</p> - -<blockquote><p class="center">"'TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN:</p> - -<p>"'A despicable attempt having been made this day by certain -interested parties to injure the credit of the undersigned firm, -notice is hereby given that all outstanding bills will be settled -in full at ten A. M. to-morrow. A reward of one thousand <i>yen</i> is -also offered for information leading to the conviction of the -person or persons starting the slander.</p> - -<p class="center">"'<span class="smcap">Manning Brothers & Okuma</span>'"</p></blockquote> - -<p>"That is just the thing!" exclaimed Mori. "It could not be better. We'll -have the posters distributed broadcast over Yokohama and also Tokio. -Make it five <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[Pg 89]</a></span>instead of one thousand, Grant. Really, I believe that -little affair will do us a great deal of good. It is an excellent -advertisement."</p> - -<p>Nattie hurried away to the printing office, and by night the two cities -were reading the posters. At ten o'clock the following morning fully two -score merchants had called upon the firm, but they came to ask for -trade, not to present bills.</p> - -<p>The conspiracy had resolved itself into a boomerang, and the firm of -Manning Brothers & Okuma was more prosperous than ever. Black & Son were -correspondingly depressed. The failure of their latest scheme caused the -elder merchant much humiliation. At a meeting held in his office, -attended by Ralph and Mr. Round, it was resolved to stick at nothing to -defeat the enemy.</p> - -<p>"It is war to the knife now," exclaimed the head of the firm, grinding -his teeth. "Something must be done before the first of next month, as -the army contracts will be awarded then."</p> - -<p>"And that means a little trifle of twenty thousand pounds, eh?" replied -the ex-bookkeeper, softly rubbing his hands.</p> - -<p>"Yes, one hundred thousand dollars. That is clear profit."</p> - -<p>"Many a man would commit murder for less than that,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[Pg 90]</a></span> mused Ralph, -absently stabbing the arm of his chair with a penknife.</p> - -<p>Mr. Black gave his son a keen glance.</p> - -<p>"Yes," he said, in a peculiar tone. "Whole families have been put out of -the way for as many cents. But," he added, hastily, "there is no such -question in our case. Ha! ha! the idea is simply preposterous!"</p> - -<p>His companions echoed the laugh, but in a strained fashion. Ralph -continued to stare moodily at the floor. After a while Willis Round -announced that he had a proposition to make.</p> - -<p>"You said a few moments ago that it was war to the knife now," he -commenced.</p> - -<p>"Yes."</p> - -<p>"It is to your interest to ruin the new firm before the awarding of the -army contracts, eh?"</p> - -<p>"Certainly. If they are in business by the end of the present month they -will secure the valuable contracts without a doubt."</p> - -<p>"What would you give if they were rendered unable to bid for them?"</p> - -<p>The merchant stared at his questioner half contemptuously.</p> - -<p>"Why do you ask? You do not think you could ruin them single-handed?" he -asked, banteringly.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[Pg 91]</a></span></p><p>"Never you mind," was the dogged reply. "Answer my question. What would -you give if the contracts were placed in your way?"</p> - -<p>"Twenty per cent. of the profits and our assistance in any scheme you -may propose. Do you really mean to say that you have a plan promising -success?"</p> - -<p>The merchant left his chair in his eagerness and approached the -ex-bookkeeper. Ralph showed a renewed interest also. Before replying, -Round cautiously opened the door leading into the counting-room. After -satisfying himself, he talked long and earnestly to his companions. At -the conclusion the faces of the merchant and his son were expressive of -the liveliest satisfaction. There was trouble still in store for the new -firm of Manning Brothers & Okuma.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[Pg 92]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XI.</span> <span class="smaller">NATTIE MAKES A DISCOVERY.</span></h2> - -<p>During the important and engrossing events of the past few days Nattie -had not forgotten the sport promised for the seventh of the month. He -was passionately fond of athletics, and he never let slip an opportunity -to participate in all that came his way.</p> - -<p>Extensive preparations had been made for the celebration of the treaty -made by Commodore Perry in the year 1853. Not only the foreign residents -were to take part, but the natives themselves promised a great -<i>matsura</i>, or festival.</p> - -<p>The committee of the Yokohama Club, under whose auspices it was to take -place, had secured the racing grounds upon the bluff. A varied programme -had been arranged to cover the entire day. The sports had been divided -into two parts, modern racing and games in the forenoon, and ancient -native ceremonies after tiffin.</p> - -<p>The main feature of the latter was to be a grand wrestling match between -foreigners. To add to the interest, the competitors were to remain -unknown to each other until the moment of their appearance in the ring.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[Pg 93]</a></span></p><p>Nattie had given in his name among the first. The prize offered was a -valuable medal and a crown of laurel. For several days the lad had -devoted his idle hours to practice with a retired native wrestler. The -evening before the seventh he was in fine fettle.</p> - -<p>As an added chance, however, he resolved to take one more lesson from -his instructor—a final bout to place him in good trim for the morrow. -The scene of the practice matches was in the large "go-down," or -warehouse, of the firm, located near a canal separating the bluff from -the native quarter.</p> - -<p>The appointment for the evening was at nine, and shortly before that -hour Nattie left a tea house on his way to the place of destination. The -day had been sultry, and toward nightfall threatening clouds gathered -over the bay.</p> - -<p>Rain promised, but that fact did not deter the lad. As his <i>'rikisha</i> -sped along the Bund he recalled the points already taught him by his -master in the art of wrestling, and he fancied the ringing of cheers and -the outburst of plaudits were already greeting him.</p> - -<p>The Manning "go-down" was a large square structure of stone, with iron -shutters and massive doors. It was considered fireproof, and had as a -watchman a brawny Irishman recently paid off from a sailing ship. His -name<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[Pg 94]</a></span> was Patrick Cronin, and he claimed to be an American by -naturalization.</p> - -<p>On reaching the entrance Nattie looked around for the fellow, but he was -not in sight. Taking a key from his pocket, he opened a narrow door -leading into a little corner office. As he passed inside there came a -wild gust of wind and a downpour of rain. The storm had burst.</p> - -<p>"Good job I arrived in time," muttered the lad. "Whew! how it does pour -down. Looks as if it has started in for three or four hours at least. If -it keeps on I needn't expect old Yokoi. I wonder where Patrick is?"</p> - -<p>He whistled shrilly and thumped upon the floor with his cane, but only -the echoes came to his ears. After a moment of thought he lighted a -lantern and sat down near a window opening upon a narrow alley running -between the building and the canal.</p> - -<p>The absence of the watchman was certainly strange. It was his duty to -report at the "go-down" at six o'clock. In fact, Nattie had seen him -that very evening. The building was full of valuable silks, teas, and -lacquered ware, intended for shipment on the following day.</p> - -<p>Thieves were rampant along the canal, several daring robberies having -occurred during the past week. Then again there was always the danger of -fire. As the lad<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[Pg 95]</a></span> sat in his chair and thought over the possible results -of the Irishman's dereliction, he grew thoroughly indignant.</p> - -<p>"By George! he'll not work for us another day," he muttered, giving the -stick a vicious whirl. "I'll wager a <i>yen</i> he is in some groggery at -this very moment drinking with a chance shipmate."</p> - -<p>Going to the door he glanced out into the night. The rain was still -descending in torrents, and it was of that steadiness promising a -continuation. When Nattie returned to his seat it was with the -resolution to keep guard over the firm's property himself.</p> - -<p>It meant a long and lonely watch with naught save the beating of the -rain, the dreary gloom of the interior, and the murmuring sounds from -the nearby bay for company. The lad had a stout heart, however, and he -settled himself for the vigil without more ado.</p> - -<p>He found comfort in the anticipation of a scene with the recreant -watchman in the morning. He made up his mind even to refuse him -admission if he returned to the "go down" that night. The minutes -dragged slowly, and at last the watcher found himself nodding.</p> - -<p>"Jove! this won't do," he exclaimed, springing from his chair. "I am as -bad as Patrick. The lantern is going out also. Wonder if I have any -matches in my pocket?"</p> - -<p>He searched, but without favorable results. A hasty<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[Pg 96]</a></span> examination -revealed the unwelcome fact that the oil receptacle was empty. In -another moment the light flickered and died out, leaving the little -office in darkness.</p> - -<p>Disturbed in spirit, Nattie went to the door, almost inclined to visit -some neighboring warehouse or shop for oil and matches. One glance at -the deluge still falling drove the idea from his head. He was without -umbrella or rain coat, and to venture for even a short distance would -mean a thorough drenching—something to be religiously avoided in Japan -during the summer season.</p> - -<p>"Heigho! I am in for it, I suppose. Confound that Irishman! I would like -to punch his empty noddle for this. Here I am in the dark, condemned to -remain all night without sleep, and—by jingo!"</p> - -<p>A very sudden and painful thought had occurred to the lad. The morrow -was the day upon which he was to shine as a wrestler! The seventh of -July; the day of sports in celebration of Commodore Perry's treaty.</p> - -<p>"I'll be fit for athletics and wrestling matches if I stay around here -and lose my sleep!" murmured Nattie, ruefully. "Why, I'll be all played -out, and a five-year-old boy could throw me. But what in thunder can I -do? I can't leave and run the risk of the place catching fire. There's -more than twenty thousand dollars' worth of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[Pg 97]</a></span> stuff in here, and it would -be just nuts to a thief to find himself among all those silks."</p> - -<p>It was impossible to communicate with either Grant or Mori. The streets -in the warehouse district were unfrequented, and in such a violent storm -even the policemen would hie themselves to a convenient shelter. -Muttering maledictions upon the head of the absent watchman, Nattie -closed the door and returned to his seat near the window.</p> - -<p>Occasional flashes of lightning illuminated the outside, and during one -of these the lad espied a man crossing the bridge at the corner of the -building. Thinking it might be some kindly person who would not disdain -to carry a message, he hurried to the door leading into the street.</p> - -<p>As he opened it he heard voices. The newcomer had paused and was looking -back at the indistinct figure of a second man on the other side of the -canal. In the intervals of light Nattie observed the person nearest him -start back and evidently expostulate with his follower.</p> - -<p>They were barely ten yards away, and by the aid of a brilliant flash of -lightning the lad noticed something familiar in the appearance of both -men. One was tall and thin, while the other had a short, stumpy form and -a rolling lurch as he wavered vaguely near the end of the bridge.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[Pg 98]</a></span></p><p>"Get back, man. What do you want to come out in this wet for when you -have a cozy nook in yon house? Go back, I say."</p> - -<p>It was the attenuated individual who had spoken. He placed one hand upon -his companion's arm, but the fellow staggered away and replied:</p> - -<p>"Got—hic—my dooty ter do. Oi'm too long away as 'tis, m' boy. Dash -ther—hic—rain. It ain't wetter in th' blooming ocean, knife me if -'tis."</p> - -<p>"You are a fool to come out in it, I say. Return to the house, and I'll -join you presently. There are three more bottles of prime stuff in the -closet. Break one out and help yourself."</p> - -<p>"But me dooty, man! It has never been said that—hic—Pat Cronin ever -went back on a job. Ask me shipmates. Why, they sing er song about me:</p> - -<div class="center"><div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<div>"'So he seized th' capstan bar,</div> -<div>Like a true honest tar,</div> -<div>And in spite or tears and sighs</div> -<div>Sung yo! heave ho!'"</div> -</div></div></div> - -<p>"Shut up; you will have the police after us," expostulated the other. -"Do you intend to return to the house, or shall I lock up the bottles? -Answer me, yes or no?"</p> - -<p>"Sure and Oi don't want to lose th' drink, but——"</p> - -<p>"Yes, or no?"</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[Pg 99]</a></span></p><p>"Ah, it's th' funny man ye are. He! he! he! Phwy don't yer git fat? If -Oi——"</p> - -<p>"Then it is 'no,' eh? Well, here——"</p> - -<p>"Hould an, me buck. Oi'll go back and take another swig. Then to me -dooty, yer understand. Here goes.</p> - -<div class="center"><div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<div>"'So he seized th' (hic) capstan bar,</div> -<div>Like a true honest tar,</div> -<div>And in spite of——'"</div> -</div></div></div> - -<p>The husky notes died away, a door slammed in one of a row of wooden -shanties across the bridge, and all was quiet. The tall, thin man -glanced keenly after his companion; then, slipping up to the Manning -"go-down," he examined the entrance. It was locked. Inserting a key he -soon gained admission. As he softly closed the door again he stood -within a pace of Nattie.</p> - -<p>It had not taken the lad many seconds to catch the drift of affairs. He -knew full well that Patrick's tempter was no other than Willis Round, -the firm's ex-bookkeeper. His presence in that locality during a heavy -storm, his familiarity with the recreant watchman, the evident and -successful attempt to entice him away from his post, could have only one -meaning.</p> - -<p>He had designs on the property of his enemies.</p> - -<p>Long before Patrick had lurched back to the shanty Nattie had slipped -into the office. When he heard the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[Pg 100]</a></span> key grating in the lock he was not -surprised; but he was considerably puzzled as to the best manner in -which he should treat the situation.</p> - -<p>"If I only had my revolver I would bring the scoundrel to terms," he -muttered, regretfully. "I had to leave it home this night of all nights. -As it is, I haven't a solitary weapon. A bamboo cane wouldn't hurt a -fly. Ah, I'll try the lantern."</p> - -<p>Creeping across the floor he secured the object just as the -ex-bookkeeper reached the door. Returning to his post, the lad waited -with rapidly beating heart.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[Pg 101]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XII.</span> <span class="smaller">THE STRUGGLE IN THE "GO-DOWN."</span></h2> - -<p>That Willis Round meant injury was plainly evident. But whether he came -as a thief or incendiary was yet to be ascertained. He knew the ground -well, so he lost little time in entering. After closing the door he -hesitated.</p> - -<p>At his elbow stood the brave lad with lantern raised in readiness. At -the first sign of a light, or the scratch of a match, he meant to strike -with all the power of his arm. The lantern was a heavy iron affair, and -Willis Round was as near death at that moment as he probably had been -during his eventful career.</p> - -<p>His knowledge of the "go-down's" interior saved him. After a brief pause -he started toward the main portion of the warehouse. At his heels crept -Nattie, silent, determined, resolute.</p> - -<p>The main room of the warehouse was crowded with bales of silk, chests of -tea, and various boxes containing lacquered ware. These had been -arranged in an orderly manner with passageways extending between the -different piles.</p> - -<p>In one thing the lad had an advantage; he was <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[Pg 102]</a></span>thoroughly conversant -with the arrangement of the goods, while Round had only a general -knowledge of the interior. The latter stumbled several times, but he -made no move to show a light.</p> - -<p>Presently Nattie felt his curiosity aroused. What could be the man's -object? Was it theft of valuable silks or deliberate incendiarism? That -the fellow had a certain destination in view was made evident by his -actions.</p> - -<p>During the day the place was lighted by large glazed windows at the ends -and on each side, but at night these were closed with iron shutters. In -the roof were several long skylights, and through them an occasional -glare came from the lightning, which still fitfully shot athwart the -sky.</p> - -<p>It was by the aid of one of these that the lad finally saw the intruder -halt near a pile of tea chests. The flash lasted only an instant, but it -brought out in clear relief the attenuated figure of the scoundrel. He -was standing within reach of a number of boxes packed ready for shipment -on the morrow.</p> - -<p>They were wrapped in straw matting, and nearby was a little heap of the -same material to be used on other chests. It was highly inflammable. -This fact recurred to the lad with startling significance, and he -involuntarily hurried forward.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[Pg 103]</a></span></p><p>Before he could realize his mistake he was within a step of Round. A -slight cough from the latter caused Nattie to abruptly check himself. -With a gasp of excitement he shrank back, and slipped behind a large -bale of silks.</p> - -<p>The next moment a blinding flash of lightning revealed the interior of -the warehouse. Before it died away the plucky lad peered forth, but only -to find that a change had taken place in affairs. The ex-bookkeeper was -not in sight.</p> - -<p>It was an unwelcome discovery, to say the least. With the enemy in view, -it was easy to keep track of his intentions. Now he might be retreating -to any part of the vast "go-down" where in temporary security he could -start a conflagration at his leisure.</p> - -<p>"I must find him at all hazards," muttered Nattie, somewhat discomfited. -"Why didn't I bring matters to a point in the office? or why didn't I -strike him down while I had the chance a moment ago? I'll not fool any -more."</p> - -<p>Grasping the iron lantern in readiness for instant use, he slipped -forward step by step. At every yard he paused and listened intently. The -silence was both oppressive and ominous. He would have given a great -deal if even a rustle or a sigh had reached his ears.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[Pg 104]</a></span></p><p>As time passed without incident the lad grew bolder. His anxiety -spurred him on. He hastened his movements and peered from side to side -in vain endeavor to pierce the gloom. Where had the man gone? Probably -he was even then preparing to strike the match that would ignite the -building.</p> - -<p>Unable to endure longer the suspense, Nattie swung into a side aisle and -ran plump into some yielding object. There was a muttered cry of -surprise and terror; then, in the space of a second, the interior -resounded with shouts and blows and the hubbub of a struggle.</p> - -<p>At the very start Nattie lost his only weapon. In the sudden and -unexpected collision the lantern was dashed from his hand. Before he -could recover it he felt two sinewy arms thrown about his middle, then -with a tug he was forced against a bale.</p> - -<p>It required only a moment for the athletic lad to free himself. Long -training at sports and games came to his aid. Wriggling toward the -floor, he braced himself and gave a mighty upward heave. At the same -time, finding his arms released, he launched out with both clinched -fists.</p> - -<p>There was a thud, a stifled cry, and then a pile of tea chests close at -hand fell downward with a loud crash.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[Pg 105]</a></span> Quick to realize his opportunity, -Nattie slipped away and placed a large box between his antagonist and -himself.</p> - -<p>The scrimmage had only served to increase his anxiety and anger. When he -regained his breath he called out, hotly:</p> - -<p>"You confounded scoundrel, I'll capture you yet. I know you, Willis -Round, and if this night's work don't place you in prison it'll not be -my fault."</p> - -<p>The words had hardly passed his lips when the lad was unceremoniously -brought to a realization of his mistake. There was a whiz and a crash -and a small box dropped to the floor within a foot of him. He lost no -time in shifting his position.</p> - -<p>"Aha! two can play at that game," he muttered.</p> - -<p>Picking up a similar object, he was on the point of throwing it -haphazard when he became aware of a loud knocking in the direction of -the door. Almost frantic with relief and joy, he dropped the missile and -started toward the spot.</p> - -<p>Fortunately gaining the little apartment without mishap, he inserted his -key in the lock with trembling hands, and attempted to turn it. Just -then a maudlin voice came from outside:</p> - -<p>"Phwere is the lock, Oi wonder? By the whiskers av<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[Pg 106]</a></span> St. Patrick, Oi -never saw such a night. Cronin, ye divil, yer fuller than Duffy's goat. -But ye are a good fellow.</p> - -<div class="center"><div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> -<div>"'So Oi seized th' capstan bar,</div> -<div>Like a true honest tar,</div> -<div>And in spite——'</div> -</div></div></div> - -<p>"Murther! Oi can't git in at all, at all. Oi'll go back to the bottle. -Me new friend has—hic—left me, but Oi have his whiskey. Here goes for -th' house once more."</p> - -<p>Disgusted at the discovery that it was only the tipsy watchman, Nattie -had again made his way back into the "go-down" proper. As he crossed the -threshold of the door leading from the office, he heard the rattling of -iron.</p> - -<p>The sound came from the far end. A second later there was a faint crash, -and a gust of wind swept through the vast apartment.</p> - -<p>"He has opened a window. He is trying to escape."</p> - -<p>Throwing all caution away, the lad recklessly dashed down the central -passageway. It did not take him long to reach the spot. The fury of the -storm caused the opened shutter to swing back and forth with a -melancholy grinding of the hinges.</p> - -<p>Climbing upon the sill, Nattie slipped through the opening and dropped -outside. He had barely reached the ground when he was suddenly seized, -and, with a fierce<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[Pg 107]</a></span> effort, sent staggering across the walk separating -the building from the canal.</p> - -<p>He made a frantic effort to save himself, but it was too late. With a -shrill cry trembling upon his lips, he felt himself falling through -space; then, with a loud splash, he struck the water's surface!</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[Pg 108]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XIII.</span> <span class="smaller">WILLIS ROUND ESCAPES.</span></h2> - -<p>No man, or boy, for that matter, knows just what he can do until put to -the test. We may think we know the limit of our strength or endurance, -but we cannot prove it until an emergency arises. Then we are often -found mistaken in our previous surmises, and, need it be said, much to -our amazement.</p> - -<p>Nature is a wise mother. She has provided in all a reserve force which -only needs the touch of an exigency to cause it to appear full powered. -A task is set before you—you cannot do it in your opinion; but you -try—and succeed. You are in peril; only a miracle of strength or -shrewdness will save you. Involuntarily you act, and, lo! the miracle -comes from your good right arm or your brain.</p> - -<p>A lad learning to swim places a dozen yards as the extent of his powers. -He enters the water; is carried beyond his depth; swept away by an -undertow, and swims successfully the length of three city blocks. It was -his reserve force and the stimulating fear of death that brought him -safely to shore.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</a></span></p><p>When Nattie Manning felt himself falling into the canal, sent there by -Willis Round's cunning arm, he realized only one emotion, and that was -rage—overpowering, consuming anger. He was wild with wrath to think -that he had been tricked by the ex-bookkeeper, and the flames of his -passion were not lessened by discomfiture.</p> - -<p>It seemed that he had barely touched the water before he was out, -climbing hand over hand up the jagged stone side. To this day he does -not know how he emerged so quickly, or by what latent force of muscle he -dragged himself to the passageway.</p> - -<p>He gained the spot, however, and, thoroughly saturated with water, set -out at the top of his speed after his assailant, whose shadowy figure -scurried along in front of him toward the bay. What the lad hoped to -accomplish he could not well tell himself, but he continued the pursuit -with the keen determination of a bloodhound.</p> - -<p>A short distance back of the "go-down," a narrow street ran from the -bluff to the center of the city. It crossed the canal with the aid of a -low bridge, and was occupied by storehouses.</p> - -<p>The storm was passing away. The rain had slackened perceptibly, and the -wind had died down to occasional puffs. In the south lightning could -still be seen, but it was the mere glowing of atmospheric heat.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</a></span></p><p>In that part of Yokohama devoted to mercantile warehouses, the street -lamps were few and far between. There was one at the junction of the -bridge and passageway, however, and when Nattie dashed into its circle -of illumination, he suddenly found himself confronted by a uniformed -policeman.</p> - -<p>The latter immediately stretched out his arms and brought the lad to a -halt. Then drawing his short-sword, he demanded in peremptory tones the -meaning of his haste. Seeing the futility of resisting the official, -Nattie hurriedly made known his identity, and explained the events of -the night.</p> - -<p>Brief as was the delay, when the two started in pursuit of the fugitive, -enough time had been wasted to permit him to escape. A hasty search of -the neighborhood brought no results. Willis Round was out of reach.</p> - -<p>"No matter," remarked the lad, at last. "I know him, and it won't be -difficult to apprehend the scoundrel."</p> - -<p>Returning to the "go-down" with the officer, he closed the window and -then dispatched the man to the nearest messenger office with a note for -Grant. In due time the police official returned with assistance. Patrick -Cronin was found helplessly intoxicated in a nearby house, and -unceremoniously lugged away to jail.</p> - -<p>The lame youth was prompt in his appearance on the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</a></span> scene. He brought -with him a servant of the family, who was installed as watchman until -the morrow. Relieved from his responsibility, Nattie accompanied his -brother home, and after explaining the affair in detail, proceeded to -take the rest he needed for the wrestling match of the next day.</p> - -<p>On reporting at the office the following morning, he found Grant and -Mori still discussing Willis Round's actions. A report from the police -stated that nothing had been accomplished. The fugitive was still at -liberty, and in all probability had left the city.</p> - -<p>"I'll wager a <i>yen</i> he is speeding as fast as the train can carry him to -either Nagasaki or Kobe," remarked Mori. "He'll try to get a ship and -leave the country."</p> - -<p>Grant shook his head doubtfully.</p> - -<p>"In my opinion, he will not do that," he said. "There are too many -places in the interior where he can hide until this affair blows over."</p> - -<p>"If the scoundrel ever shows his face in Yokohama I'll see that he is -placed behind the bars," exclaimed Nattie, vindictively. "He deserves -little mercy at our hands. If an all-wise Providence had not sent me to -the 'go-down' last night we would now be considerably out of pocket."</p> - -<p>"What will we do with Patrick Cronin?"</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</a></span></p><p>"Discharge him; that's all. We can't prove any connection with Round. -The latter simply tempted him away from his duty with a bottle of -whiskey. It will be impossible to bring a criminal charge against the -Irishman."</p> - -<p>"I will see that he remains in jail for a couple of weeks, anyway," -decided Grant. "He deserves some punishment."</p> - -<p>"When shall we close up?" asked Nattie, gayly. "This is a great holiday, -you know. We are due at the race track by ten."</p> - -<p>"It's a quarter past nine now," replied the young Japanese, looking at -his watch. "Suppose we start at once?"</p> - -<p>The suggestion was acted upon with alacrity. Leaving the office in -charge of a native watchman, the three youths took <i>jinrikishas</i> and -proceeded to the "bluff," where the sports of the day were to take -place.</p> - -<p>The storm of the preceding night had ended in delightful weather. The -tropical rays of the sun were tempered by a cooling breeze from the bay. -The air was glorious with briskness, and so clear that the majestic peak -of Fuji San seemed within touch.</p> - -<p>The city was in gala attire. Banners of all nations were flaunting in -the breeze, but after the Japanese flag of the Rising Sun, the grand old -Stars and Stripes <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[Pg 113]</a></span>predominated. It could not be said that the firm of -Manning Brothers & Okuma had failed in patriotism.</p> - -<p>Streaming from a lofty flagstaff on the roof was an immense American -ensign, and draping the <i>façade</i> of the building were others intertwined -with the standard of the country. The streets were decorated with arches -and bunting, and every second native wore a little knot of red, white -and blue.</p> - -<p>It was a unique celebration, from one point of view. Many years before, -the gallant Commodore Perry had sailed into the Bay of Yokohama with a -message of good will from the then President of the United States to the -ruler of Japan.</p> - -<p>At that time the island kingdom was walled in by impassable bulwarks of -exclusiveness and hatred of foreigners. For thousands of years she had -calmly pursued her course of life, lost to civilization, and satisfied -with her reign of idols and depths of barbarism.</p> - -<p>It required a strong hand to force a way to the central power, and time -waited until the Yankee commodore appeared with his fleet of ships. -Other nations had tried to pierce the barrier. England, France, Germany -made repeated attempts, but were repulsed.</p> - -<p>The Dutch secured a foothold of trade, but on the most degrading terms. -Their representatives were compelled<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[Pg 114]</a></span> to approach the mikado and grovel -upon their knees with heads bowed in the dust. In this debasing attitude -were they greeted with the contempt they deserved, and as slaves to -Japan.</p> - -<p>Much as Americans desired commercial relations with the country, they -would not accept them with humility. In the selection of an envoy the -United States could not have decided on a better man than Commodore -Perry, brother of the hero of Lake Erie.</p> - -<p>Firm, implacable, intelligent, and generous withal, he was the fitting -choice. On reaching Japan he was met with refusals and evasions. He -persisted, and finally the august ruler sent a minor official to confer -with the foreigner.</p> - -<p>"I am here as personal representative of the United States of America, -and I will see no one save the mikado himself, or his highest official," -replied the bluff naval officer. "I have ten ships and two hundred guns, -and here I stay until I am received with the formalities due my -President."</p> - -<p>He finally won the point, and after the usual delay, a treaty was made -between the two countries, to the amazement of the civilized world. This -was the entering wedge which resulted in the Japan of to-day. Lifted -from her barbarism, she has reached a high plane among nations.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[Pg 115]</a></span> Small -wonder that her people celebrate the anniversary, and honor the memory -of the immortal Commodore Perry.</p> - -<p>With apologies for this digression, I will again take up the thread of -the story.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[Pg 116]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XIV.</span> <span class="smaller">THE BEGINNING OF THE CELEBRATION.</span></h2> - -<p><i>En route</i> to the "bluff" the boys came upon a curious procession. As -stated above, the whole town was enjoying a <i>matsura</i>, or festival. As -Nattie aptly remarked, it was the Fourth of July, Decoration Day and -Christmas thrown into one.</p> - -<p>In the present case the spectacle was one calculated to make a foreigner -imagine himself in the interior of Africa. Approaching the <i>jinrikishas</i> -occupied by Grant and his companions was a bullock cart, upon which a -raised platform and scaffolding twenty feet high had been constructed.</p> - -<p>The bullock and all were covered with paper decorations, green boughs -and artificial flowers. In front a girl with a grotesque mask danced and -postured, while a dozen musicians twanged impossible instruments and -kept up an incessant tattoo on drums.</p> - -<p>On foot around the <i>bashi</i>, as the whole structure is called, were -twenty or thirty lads naked as to their legs, their faces chalked, their -funny little heads covered with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[Pg 117]</a></span> straw hats a yard wide, and their -bodies clad in many-colored tunics, decked out with paper streamers and -flowers.</p> - -<p>In front, on all sides, behind, and even under the wheels, were scores -of children marching to the tune of the band—if it could be so -called—much as the youths of America do in the processions, be it -circus or otherwise, in our country.</p> - -<p>The boys forming the guard to the bullock cart marched step by step with -military precision, chanting at the top of their voices, and banging -upon the ground a long iron bar fitted with loose rings.</p> - -<p>The colors, the songs, the dance and the clanging iron, formed together -a combination calculated to draw the attention of every person not deaf, -dumb and blind. To the boys it was a common sight, and they bade their -<i>karumayas</i> hurry forward away from the din.</p> - -<p>On reaching the field on the "bluff," they found an immense throng -awaiting the commencement of ceremonies. The race track had been laid -out in fitting style, and innumerable booths, tents and <i>kiosks</i> filled -two-thirds of the space.</p> - -<p>The morning hours were to be devoted to ancient Japanese games, and the -time after tiffin to modern sports and matches, including the event of -the day, the wrestling. Mori Okuma—an athlete in both European and -native<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[Pg 118]</a></span> sports—was listed in a bout at Japanese fencing, so he left his -companions for a dressing-tent.</p> - -<p>Nattie and Grant glanced over the vast concourse of people, and -exchanged bows with their many friends. The Americans and English in -foreign countries keep green in their memory the land of their birth, -and in all places where more than one foreigner can be found a club is -organized.</p> - -<p>It is a sort of oasis in the desert of undesirable neighbors, and forms -a core around which cluster good fellowship and the habits and customs -of home. The Strangers' Club in Yokohama had a membership of six -hundred, and they were well represented in the present assemblage.</p> - -<p>Grant and Nattie were well-known members, and they counted their friends -by the hundred. In looking over the field the latter espied a group in -the grand stand which immediately attracted his attention. He pointed -them out to his brother.</p> - -<p>"There is Mr. Black and the two German merchants," he said. "They have -their heads together as if discussing some weighty problem. I wonder -where Ralph is? He is interested in athletics."</p> - -<p>"I'll wager a <i>yen</i> he is about somewhere. So the Germans are hobnobbing -with our esteemed enemy, eh? I'll warrant we are the subject of -conversation. I don't like<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[Pg 119]</a></span> the way Swartz and Bauer conduct business, -and I guess they know it. They can form an alliance if they wish to. We -needn't lose any sleep over it."</p> - -<p>"There comes Ralph. He is looking in this direction. I wonder what he -thinks about the failure of his confederate, Willis Round, to injure us? -To the deuce with them, anyway! The fencing is about to commence."</p> - -<p>The clapping of hands and a prolonged cheer proclaimed the beginning of -the sports. The <i>yobidashi</i>, or caller-out, took his stand upon a -decorated box, and announced a bout at fencing between the ever-pleasant -and most worthy importing merchant, Mori Okuma, and the -greatly-to-be-admired doctor-at-law, Hashimoto Choye.</p> - -<p>At the end of this ceremonious proclamation he introduced our friend and -his antagonist. Both were small in stature, and they presented rather a -comical appearance. Each was padded out of all proportions with folds of -felt and leather. Upon their heads were bonnet-shaped helmets of metal, -and each wore a jacket of lacquered pieces decidedly uncomfortable to -the eye.</p> - -<p>At the word of command attendants rushed in with the weapons. These were -not broadswords, rapiers, nor cutlasses, but a curious instrument -composed of a number of strips of bamboo, skillfully wrought together -and bound.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[Pg 120]</a></span> The end was covered with a soft skin bag, and the handle was -very much like that of an ordinary sword.</p> - -<p>Armed with these the combatants faced each other, and at the sound of a -mellow bell fell to with the utmost ferocity. Slash, bang, whack, went -the weapons; the fencers darted here and there, feinted, prodded, cut -and parried, as if they had to secure a certain number of strikes before -the end of the bout.</p> - -<p>It was all very funny to those unaccustomed to the Japanese style of -fencing, and the naval officers from the various warships in port roared -with laughter. To the natives it was evidently deeply interesting, and -they watched the rapid play of the weapons as we do the gyrations of our -favorite pitcher in the national game.</p> - -<p>At the end of five minutes the game was declared finished. The umpire, -an official of the city government, decided in favor of Mori, and that -youth fled to the dressing-tent to escape the plaudits of the audience. -He received the congratulations of Grant and Nattie with evident -pleasure, however.</p> - -<p>The next item on the programme was a novel race between trained storks. -Then came a creeping match between a score of native youngsters, and so -the morning passed with jugglery and racing and many sports of the -ancient island kingdom.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[Pg 121]</a></span></p><p>At noon tiffin was served to the club and its guests in a large -pavilion placed in the center of the grounds. The ceremonies recommenced -at two o'clock with a running match between a dozen trained athletes. Of -all the spectators, probably the happiest was Grant Manning.</p> - -<p>Deprived of participation in the various sports by his deformity, he -seemed to take a greater interest from that very fact. He clapped his -hands and shouted with glee at every point, and was the first to -congratulate the winners as they left the track.</p> - -<p>The time for the great event of the day finally arrived. At three the -master of ceremonies, clad in <i>kamishimo</i>, or ancient garb, mounted his -stand and announced in stentorian tones:</p> - -<p>"The next event on the programme will be a contest in wrestling between -six gentlemen of this city. Those persons whose names are listed with -the secretary will report in the dressing-tent."</p> - -<p>"That calls me," cried Nattie, gayly. "Boys, bring out your rabbits' -feet and your lucky coins."</p> - -<p>"You don't know the name of your antagonist?" asked Mori.</p> - -<p>"No; nor will I until we enter the ring. Small matter.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[Pg 122]</a></span> I feel in fine -trim, and I intend to do the best I can. So long."</p> - -<p>"Luck with you, Nattie," called out all within hearing, casting admiring -glances after the handsome, athletic lad.</p> - -<p>Directly in front of the grand stand a ring had been constructed -something after the fashion of the old-time circus ring. The surface was -sprinkled with a soft, black sand, and the ground carefully leveled. -Overhead stretched a canopy of matting, supported by a number of bamboo -poles wrapped in red, white and blue bunting.</p> - -<p>At the four corners of the arena were mats for the judges, and in the -center an umpire in gorgeous costume took his place. By permission of -the Nomino Sakune Jinsha Society, which controls the national game of -wrestling in the empire, their hereditary judges were to act in the -present match.</p> - -<p>After Nattie disappeared in the dressing-tent a short delay occurred. As -usual, the audience indicated their impatience with shouts and calls, -and the ever-present small boy made shrill noises upon various quaint -instruments.</p> - -<p>Suddenly a herald with a trumpet emerged from the tent, and the vast -concourse became quiet. He sounded a blast, the canvas flaps of two -openings were pulled aside,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[Pg 123]</a></span> and two lads bare as to chest and with legs -clad in trunks bounded into the arena.</p> - -<p>A murmur of surprise came from the audience; the antagonists faced each -other, and then glared a bitter defiance. From one entrance had come -Nattie Manning, and from the other—Ralph Black!</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[Pg 124]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XV.</span> <span class="smaller">THE WRESTLING MATCH.</span></h2> - -<p>Nattie's several encounters with the younger member of the English firm -had been duly discussed in the club, and the discomfiture of the elder -merchant during his call upon Grant had been a toothsome morsel for the -gossipers of the city.</p> - -<p>The enmity between the houses of Manning and Black was the common talk -among the foreigners of Yokohama. They were aware of the cause of the -trouble, and knew the suspicions concerning the payment of the -now-famous debt.</p> - -<p>And when the opening of the flaps in the dressing-tent had disclosed the -youths destined to face each other for the supremacy of the wrestling -ring, a murmuring sound rolled through the concourse like the echoes of -a passing wind.</p> - -<p>"It's young Black and Nattie Manning!" cried more than one. "Whew! there -will be a warm tussle now."</p> - -<p>Over in one corner of the grand stand Grant and Mori sat in amazement. -The <i>dénouement</i> was entirely unexpected to them. Not long did they -remain silent. Up<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[Pg 125]</a></span> sprang the lame youth, his kindly face glowing with -excitement. Mounting a vacant chair despite his infirmity, he shook a -bundle of English notes in the air, and shouted:</p> - -<p>"Ten to one on my brother! Ten to one! ten to one! Twenty pounds even -that he secures the first two points! Whoop! where are the backers of -the other side? I'll make it fifteen to one in five-pound notes. Who -will take the bet?"</p> - -<p>In the meantime Mori had not been idle. Forcing his way directly to -where Mr. Black was sitting with the Germans, he shook a bag of coin in -the air, and dared them to place a wager with him. Following his example -came half a dozen American friends of the new firm, and presently the -grand stand resounded with the cries of eager bettors.</p> - -<p>Down in the arena Nattie and Ralph stood confronting one another like -tigers in a forest jungle. The former's face was set with determination. -He had long wished for just such an opportunity. It had come at last.</p> - -<p>Ralph's face wore a peculiar pallor. It was not fear, but rather that of -one who felt the courage of desperation. He well knew there was little -difference in physical strength between them, but he appeared to lack -the stamina of honesty and merit.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[Pg 126]</a></span></p><p>Both lads were in the pink of condition, and they formed a picture -appealing to the hearts of all lovers of athletics. There was not an -ounce of superfluous flesh on either. If anything, Ralph was slightly -taller, but Nattie's arms gave promise of greater length and muscle.</p> - -<p>Presently the din in the grand stand ceased. Wagers had been given and -taken on both sides with great freedom. Grant had collapsed into a chair -with his purse empty and his notebook covered with bets. Mori was still -seeking takers with great persistency.</p> - -<p>A blast was sounded on the herald's trumpet, and the eyes of the vast -audience were centered on the ring. The judges took their places, the -umpire hopped to the middle, and with a wave of his fan gave the signal.</p> - -<p>Nattie and Ralph faced each other, eye to eye. Slowly sinking down until -their hands rested upon their knees, they waited for an opportunity to -grapple.</p> - -<p>The silence was intense. The far-away echoes of a steamer's whistle came -from the distant bay. A chant of voices sounding like the murmur of -humming-birds was wafted in from a neighboring temple. The hoarse -croaking of a black crow—the city's scavenger—came from a circling -figure overhead.</p> - -<p>A minute passed.</p> - -<p>Nattie straightened. Ralph followed his example.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[Pg 127]</a></span> Warily they approached -each other. Face to face, and eye to eye; intent upon every step, they -began to march sideways; always watching, always seeking for an opening. -Their hands twitched in readiness for a dash, a grip, a tug.</p> - -<p>Each had his weight thrown slightly forward, and his shoulders slouched -a little, watching for an unwary move. Nattie feinted suddenly. His -right arm darted out, he touched Ralph's shoulder, but the English youth -dodged, only to be grasped by the waist by his antagonist's left hand.</p> - -<p>There was a sharp tug, a whirl of the figures, then they broke away, -each still upon his feet. A vast sigh came from the audience, and Grant -chuckled almost deliriously.</p> - -<p>The antagonists rested, still confronting each other. Ralph's pallor had -given way to an angry flush. His lips moved as if muttering oaths. -Nattie remained cool and imperturbable. His was the advantage. Coolness -in combat is half the battle. Those in the audience that had risked -their money upon the merchant's son began to regret their actions.</p> - -<p>The match was not won, however.</p> - -<p>At the end of five minutes a signal came from the umpire. Before the -flash of his brilliantly decorated fan had<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[Pg 128]</a></span> vanished from the eyes of -the audience, Nattie darted forward and clashed breast to breast against -Ralph.</p> - -<p>The latter put forth his arms blindly, gropingly; secured a partial hold -of his opponent's neck, essayed a backward lunge, but in the hasty -effort stumbled and suddenly found himself upon his back with the -scattering gusts of sand settling around him.</p> - -<p>And then how the grand stand rang with cheers!</p> - -<p>"First bout for Manning!"</p> - -<p>"A fair fall, and a great one!"</p> - -<p>High above the tumult of sounds echoed a shrill voice:</p> - -<p>"Thirty to one on my brother! I offer it in sovereigns! Take it up if -you dare!"</p> - -<p>The victor stood modestly bowing from side to side, but there was a -glitter of pride in his eyes which told of the pleasure he felt—doubly -a pleasure, because his antagonist was Ralph Black.</p> - -<p>The latter had been assisted to his feet by the men appointed for the -purpose. He was trembling in every limb, but it was from rage, not -exhaustion. His breath came in short, quick gasps, and he glared at -Nattie as if meditating an assault.</p> - -<p>Again the umpire's fan gave the signal, and once more the combatants -faced each other for the second point. And now happened a grievous thing -for our heroes.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[Pg 129]</a></span></p><p>Nattie was not ordinarily self-assured. There was no room in his -character for conceit; but his triumph in the present case caused him to -make a very serious mistake.</p> - -<p>He failed at this critical moment to bear in mind Moltke's famous -advice: "He who would win in war must put himself in his enemy's place." -Flushed with his victory he entered into the second bout with a -carelessness that brought him to disaster in the twinkling of an eye.</p> - -<p>Ralph Black, smarting under defeat, kept his wits about him, however, -and, adopting his opponent's tactics, made a fierce rush at the instant -of the signal. Grasping Nattie by the waist, he forced him aside, and -then backward with irresistible force.</p> - -<p>The result—the lad found himself occupying almost the same spot of -earth which bore Ralph's former imprint. Now was the time for the -opposition to cheer, and that they did right royally. Counter shouts -came from the American faction, and again Grant and Mori's voices arose -above the tumult inviting wagers.</p> - -<p>Five minutes of rest, then came the time for the final and decisive -bout.</p> - -<p>It was with very different feelings that Nattie passed to the center of -the ring now. His handsome face plainly bespoke humiliation, but there -was a flash of the eyes<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[Pg 130]</a></span> which also announced a grim and desperate -determination. It was like that of Ben Hur when he swept around the -arena with his chargers on the last circle.</p> - -<p>Ralph was plainly elated. He paused long enough to wave one hand toward -a group of friends; then the twain faced for the last time. It was -evident from the outset that the bout would not last very long.</p> - -<p>Warily, and with the utmost caution, the lads confronted each other. -Side by side they edged and retreated. A silence as of the tombs of -forgotten races fell upon the audience.</p> - -<p>Suddenly—no man's eyes were quick enough to see the start—Nattie -dropped almost on all fours at Ralph's feet. He lunged forward, grasped -the English youth's hips, then with a mighty effort which brought the -blood in a scarlet wave to his face, he surged upward, and, with a -crash, the merchant's son lay a motionless heap in the center of the arena!</p> - -<p>And the match was won!</p> - -<hr /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[Pg 131]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XVI.</span> <span class="smaller">AFTER THE VICTORY.</span></h2> - -<p>The match was won, and Nattie had come out victorious. There was an -instant of silence after the clever throw—silence like that which -precedes a storm—then the grounds rang with a tumult of applause.</p> - -<p>With shouts and yells, with clapping of hands and piercing whistles the -vast audience proclaimed their appreciation. Men nearer the ring climbed -over the low railing and lifting the blushing lad to their shoulders, -formed the nucleus of a triumphal procession.</p> - -<p>Around the arena they marched until at last Nattie struggled free by -main force. Retreating to the dressing-tent, he disappeared within its -shelter, followed by Grant and Mori. The latter were so filled with joy -that they could not find qualifying words in either language, so they -shouted alternately in Japanese and English.</p> - -<p>In the meantime the defeated wrestler had been brought to a realization -of his discomfiture by his father and several surgeons. The fall had -stunned him, but no bones were broken. Leaning on his parent, he retired -to a <i>jinrikisha</i> and left the field without changing his costume.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[Pg 132]</a></span></p><p>In the dressing-tent Nattie and his companions were holding gay -carnival over the victory. The little apartment was crowded with -Americans, both civilian and naval, and it soon became evident that the -triumph was being regarded as an international affair. It was a victory -of the American element over the English.</p> - -<p>The difference between Nattie and Ralph had given way to something of -greater importance. Through some unexplained reason a strong -undercurrent of jealousy exists between members of the two countries in -foreign climes, and evidences crop to the surface at intervals.</p> - -<p>It generally manifests itself in just such occasions as the present, and -from the moment Nattie and Ralph were matched together in the arena, the -American and English took sides with their respective countrymen.</p> - -<p>The overwhelming importance of the first match detracted all interest -from those following, and the celebration was soon brought to a close. -Nattie and his companions finally escaped from the field. At Grant's -invitation a number of the Americans accompanied him to a well-known tea -house in the city where dinner was served in honor of the occasion.</p> - -<p>Of course the victor was the lion of the feast, but he bore his honors -modestly. On being called upon for a speech he displayed greater -trepidation than when he <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[Pg 133]</a></span>confronted his antagonist in the arena. At -last yielding to the vociferous invitation, he arose from his chair and -said, bluntly:</p> - -<p>"I am no hand to talk, my friends. In our firm my Brother Grant is my -mouthpiece. But I can say that I appreciate this honor, and that I am -almighty glad I defeated Ralph Black. I guess you know the reason why. I -thank you for your kindness."</p> - -<p>Then he abruptly resumed his seat, amid the cheers of the party who -voted him a good fellow with the enthusiasm of such occasions. The -impromptu banquet came to an end in due time, and the coming of the -morrow found the boys again at work in the counting-room of Manning -Brothers & Okuma.</p> - -<p>It was with a chuckle of great satisfaction that Grant counted up the -results of his wagers made in the grand stand. He checked off each item -with glee, and finally announced to his companions that he was three -hundred pounds ahead.</p> - -<p>"I don't care a broken penny for the money," he said. "In fact, I intend -to turn it over to the hospital fund, but it's the fact of beating those -Englishmen that tickles me. Nattie, if you had permitted Ralph Black to -throw you in that last bout I would have disowned you and retired to a -Shinton monastery."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[Pg 134]</a></span></p><p>"My, what a fate I saved you from!" grinned his brother. "Fancy you a -monk with that hoppity-skip foot of yours. But how is Ralph? Have either -of you heard?"</p> - -<p>"Some one told me this morning that he was feeling very sore—in -spirits," laughed Mori. "They say he took the early train for Kobe, -where he intends to stay until his humiliation has a chance to -disappear."</p> - -<p>"I'll wager a <i>yen</i> yesterday's work has not increased his liking for -us," carelessly remarked the lame youth. "What did you get out of his -father and those Germans, Mori? I saw you hovering about them with a bag -of coin. Did the old man do any betting?"</p> - -<p>"Five hundred dollars. I gave him odds of seven to one. I also have the -German merchants, Swartz and Bauer, listed for a cool thousand. Whew! -won't they groan in bitterness of spirit when I send over for the -money?"</p> - -<p>"I only regret one thing in the whole affair," said Nattie. "And that is -my confounded carelessness in permitting Ralph to throw me in the second -bout. It was a case of 'swell-head,' I suppose. The first throw was so -easy I thought all the rest would be like it. However, all's well that -ends well. The match is won, and the English will sing low for a time."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[Pg 135]</a></span></p><p>During the balance of the week the members of the new firm labored -early and late arranging their shipments of tea and silks. Each steamer -carried a consignment of goods to America, and in return came cargoes of -merchandise, flour, printed goods, machinery and wool.</p> - -<p>The events of the past few days had advertised the firm to such an -extent that the volume of business became burdensome. In due course of -time the flood of money turned and began to flow back into the coffers. -Bills outstanding at short periods matured, and the bank account assumed -healthy proportions.</p> - -<p>Mori was compelled to withdraw his last loan of thirty thousand dollars, -given at a most critical point in the firm's brief existence despite his -protest. At the end of the third week two extra warehouses were leased, -and the clerical force in the office doubled.</p> - -<p>All this was very comforting to Grant and his associates, but there -still remained a more valuable prize. The rumors of war between China -and Japan, which had bubbled to the surface of the political caldron -many times during the past year, now began to attract public attention.</p> - -<p>The government disclaimed any idea of impending war, but it quietly -proceeded with its preparations at the same time. It was known among the -merchants that a large<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[Pg 136]</a></span> order for arms and ammunition would be given out -on the first day of August, and the competition became very keen.</p> - -<p>Through his personal friendship with the secretary of war, and the -integrity of the new firm, Grant was acknowledged as possessing the best -chance. There was one company, however, that had not given up hope of -securing the prize, and that was the firm of Black & Son.</p> - -<p>The reader will doubtless remember the meeting held in the English -merchant's office between father and son and the ex-bookkeeper, Willis -Round. At that consultation the latter had disclosed a plan for the -defeat of Grant Manning.</p> - -<p>The affair of the "go-down," when Round was foiled in his attempt to -start a conflagration, delayed the schemes of the conspirators, but the -near approach of the time for awarding the valuable contract, again -found them at work.</p> - -<p>Mr. Black was the only one of the three present in Yokohama. Willis -Round was an exile for obvious reasons, and Ralph chose to absent -himself after the wrestling match on the seventh of July. By arrangement -the twain met in an interior village north of the capital, where they -schemed and plotted for the downfall of their enemies.</p> - -<p>At the expiration of two weeks Patrick Cronin was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[Pg 137]</a></span> released from jail -and advised by the authorities to leave the country. Thus everything -promised peace for our heroes, and the prosperity of honest labor fell -to their lot day by day.</p> - -<p>All three were too shrewd to allow such a pleasant state of affairs to -lull their watchfulness. They knew that in war silence is ominous, and -that many a maneuver is projected under the veil of a temporary truce. -As it came to pass, however, something occurred that deceived even -Nattie's suspicious eye.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[Pg 138]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XVII.</span> <span class="smaller">THE TURNING UP OF A BAD PENNY AND ITS RESULTS.</span></h2> - -<p>Nattie's duties as warehouseman and shipper of the firm took him aboard -the shipping of the port day by day. When a consignment of tea or silk -was conveyed from the "go-down" in lighters to the steamers riding at -anchor in the bay, the lad would visit the vessels to see that the goods -were checked properly.</p> - -<p>Also when the smaller coasting craft would arrive from other ports with -cargoes from the local agents of the firm, Nattie's duty carried him on -board to sign the receipts.</p> - -<p>One morning while on the latter journey to a coaster from Kobe he was -surprised to see an old acquaintance among the crew. It was the recreant -watchman, Patrick Cronin.</p> - -<p>Still harboring resentment for the fellow's actions on that memorable -night when Willis Round made his dastardly attempt to fire the "go-down" -with its valuable contents, Nattie passed him without recognition. After -attending to his business on board, he started to leave the little -steamer.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[Pg 139]</a></span></p><p>As he was preparing to descend to his cutter, he felt a touch upon his -shoulder. Turning, he saw Patrick with an expression of great humility -upon his rugged face.</p> - -<p>"What is it?" asked Nattie, sharply.</p> - -<p>"I beg your pardon, sir, but could Oi have a bit of a talk wid yer?" -replied the Irishman, pleadingly.</p> - -<p>"Well, what do you wish to say? Make haste; I am in a hurry."</p> - -<p>"Could yer step back here a bit where we won't be overheard, sir? It's -something of interest to yourself Oi have to say, sir. Maybe ye'll think -it's valuable information Oi have before Oi'm through."</p> - -<p>Laughing incredulously, Nattie walked over to the break of the -forecastle, and bade his companion proceed with his yarn. He thought it -would prove to be a sly attempt to secure another position with the -firm, and he firmly intended to refuse the request.</p> - -<p>"Now what is it?" he again demanded, impatiently.</p> - -<p>"It's mad ye are at me, Oi suppose?"</p> - -<p>"See here, Patrick Cronin, if you have anything to tell me, speak out. -My time is too valuable to waste just now. If you intend to ask for a -situation with the firm you had better save your breath. One experience -with you is enough."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[Pg 140]</a></span></p><p>Instead of becoming angry at this plain talk, Patrick set to chuckling -with good humor.</p> - -<p>"Oi don't blame yer for being down on me," he said, with what seemed -very like a wink. "Oi should not have let that spalpane tempt me wid th' -drink. Oi have it in for him, and by th' same token that's why Oi'm now -talking to yer."</p> - -<p>"Do you know where Willis Round is?" quickly asked Nattie.</p> - -<p>"Maybe Oi do, and maybe Oi don't. It's for you to say, sir."</p> - -<p>"For me to say? What have I to do with it?"</p> - -<p>"Would yer like to capture him?" asked Patrick, cunningly.</p> - -<p>Nattie thought a moment before replying. Would it really be worth the -candle to bring the ex-bookkeeper to justice? The chase might entail a -journey and some expense. But then would it not be advisable for the -sake of future peace to have Round behind prison bars?</p> - -<p>"As long as he is at liberty," thought the lad, "we can expect trouble. -This chance of disarming him should not be neglected."</p> - -<p>"Yes; I would very much like to capture the fellow," he added, aloud. "I -suppose you know where he is, or you would not mention the subject."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[Pg 141]</a></span></p><p>"I do know his whereabouts this blessed minute."</p> - -<p>"Well?"</p> - -<p>The Irishman leered significantly.</p> - -<p>"Ah, you wish to sell the information, I suppose?" said Nattie, a light -breaking in upon him.</p> - -<p>"It's wise ye are."</p> - -<p>"Can you tell me exactly where he is, so that I can send and have him -arrested?"</p> - -<p>"No, no. Ye mustn't send the police, sir. If ye want to capture the -spalpane ye must go yerself, or wid a friend. The boobies of officers -would spoil everything. If Oi give the man away Oi must be sure he will -be put in prison, as he'd kill me for informing on him."</p> - -<p>"Oh, I see," said Nattie, contemptuously. "You wish to save your -precious skin. Well, if it is worth while I'll go for him myself, or -probably take Mori. Now where is he?"</p> - -<p>"Is the information worth twenty pounds, sir?"</p> - -<p>"No; decidedly not."</p> - -<p>Patrick looked discomfited.</p> - -<p>"But think of th' good Oi'm doing yer," he pleaded. "Mister Round is a -bad man, and he'll keep yer in a torment of suspense until ye put him -away. Won't ye make it twenty pounds, sir?"</p> - -<p>"No."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[Pg 142]</a></span></p><p>"Then how much?"</p> - -<p>"Half that is a big amount for the information."</p> - -<p>"Call it twelve pounds, and it's a bargain."</p> - -<p>"All right; but understand, you are not to get a cent until the man is -captured."</p> - -<p>"Oh, Oi'll agree to that. Oi'll go wid yer if ye pay the fare."</p> - -<p>"Very well. Now where is Willis Round?"</p> - -<p>"He's stopping in Nagasaki."</p> - -<p>"Nagasaki? What part?"</p> - -<p>"That Oi'll show yer in due time. He's hid away in a place ye wouldn't -dream of lookin' into. When do you want to start, sir?"</p> - -<p>"As soon as possible. We can leave on the evening train and reach there -by daylight. Get your discharge from the steamer and report to me at the -station about six o'clock."</p> - -<p>"And who will ye take besides me, sir? It'll be just as well to have a -mate, as there's no telling what'll happen."</p> - -<p>Nattie eyed the speaker keenly.</p> - -<p>"So you think there will be no trouble in effecting the capture, eh?" he -said.</p> - -<p>"No; but it's a good thing to be prepared in this worruld."</p> - -<p>"There is more truth than poetry in that," was the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[Pg 143]</a></span> grim reply. "I think -Mr. Okuma will accompany me. He intended to run down in that direction -before long, anyway. Now don't fail, Patrick. Be at the station at six."</p> - -<p>The ex-watchman waved his hand in assent as the lad entered his boat, -then he retreated to the forecastle with an expression of great -satisfaction upon his face. During the balance of the morning he -proceeded about his work with evident good humor.</p> - -<p>Shortly before noon he borrowed a piece of paper and an envelope from -the purser, and laboriously indited a letter with the stump of a lead -pencil. Sealing the epistle, he wrote upon the back:</p> - -<p> -"<span class="smcap">Mister Jesse Black, Esq.</span>,<br /> -"The Bund, forninst Main Street,<br /> -"Yokohammer, Japan."<br /> -</p> - -<p>After regarding his work with complacency, he asked the captain for his -discharge. On being paid off, he went ashore and disappeared in the -direction of the general post office.</p> - -<p>In the meantime Nattie had returned to the office, supremely unconscious -of Patrick's duplicity. He found Grant and Mori making up the invoices -for a cargo of lacquered ware. He explained his news at once.</p> - -<p>"It's a good chance to strike Black & Son a blow they<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[Pg 144]</a></span> will be not -likely to forget in a hurry," he added, throwing himself into a chair. -"Perhaps we can get a confession from the fellow, also."</p> - -<p>"You mean about that debt?" asked Mori.</p> - -<p>"Yes. When he is compelled to face a five years' sentence for attempted -arson perhaps he'll 'split' on his confederates. In that case if it -turns out as we suspect, the English firm will be wiped out."</p> - -<p>Grant shook his head doubtfully.</p> - -<p>"I do not like the source of your information, Nattie," he said. "In my -opinion, Patrick Cronin is not to be trusted."</p> - -<p>"Oh, he's all right. He has it in for Round for playing him such a -trick, and he is trying to get even. Then the twelve pounds is something -to him."</p> - -<p>"We might run down to Nagasaki," thoughtfully remarked the Japanese -youth. "I intended to drum up trade in that direction, anyway. It will -be a nice little trip, even if nothing comes of it."</p> - -<p>"Something tells me that it will be a wild-goose chase," replied Grant. -"You can try it, though. I can spare both of you for three or four days -about now. You need a vacation, anyway."</p> - -<p>"What about yourself, brother?" asked Nattie, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[Pg 145]</a></span>generously. "You have -worked harder than either of us. Why can't you come also?"</p> - -<p>"What, and leave the business go to the dogs! Oh, no, my dear boy. What -would I do with a vacation? I am never happier than when I am pouring -over accounts in this office, believe me. Get away with you now. Run -home and pack up for your trip. But let me give you a bit of advice."</p> - -<p>"What is it?"</p> - -<p>"Take revolvers, and see that the cartridges are in good condition. -Also, don't go poking about the suburbs of Nagasaki without a squad of -police."</p> - -<p>"One would think we are bound after a band of outlaws in the Indian -Territory at home," laughed Nattie. "Willis Round is not such a -formidable man as all that."</p> - -<p>"No; but you don't know who else you may have to contend with. Another -thing: keep your eye on Patrick Cronin. Good-by."</p> - -<p>On reaching the station that evening Mori and Nattie found the Irishman -awaiting their arrival. He was all smiles and good humor, and his rugged -face was as guileless as that of a new-born babe. Verily the human -countenance is not always an index to one's true nature.</p> - -<p>"It's plazed Oi am to see yer, gentlemen," he said,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[Pg 146]</a></span> suavely. "I did -think ye might be after changing yer minds. It's near train time now."</p> - -<p>"We are here," replied Nattie, briefly. "Get into the car."</p> - -<p>He purchased three tickets, for Nagasaki by way of Kobe and followed -them into the train. A moment later the long line of coaches left the -station and rolled rapidly on into the night.</p> - -<p>After a brief stop at Kobe, which was reached shortly before daybreak, -the train resumed its course along the edge of the sea. A short distance -from the city the tracks were laid directly upon the coast, only a -parapet of stone separating the rails from the water's edge.</p> - -<p>Feeling restless and unable to sleep, Nattie left his bed, and throwing -on his outer clothing, stepped out upon the platform. He was presently -joined by Mori, and the twain stood watching the flitting panorama.</p> - -<p>A storm, which had been gathering in the south, presently broke, lashing -the broad surface of the sea into an expanse of towering waves. As the -gale increased in force, the caps of water began to break over the -parapet in salty spray.</p> - -<p>"Whew! I guess we had better beat a retreat," exclaimed Mori, after -receiving an extra dash of moisture.</p> - -<p>"Wait a moment," pleaded Nattie. "I hate to leave<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[Pg 147]</a></span> such a grand scene. -What a picture the angry seas make! My! that was a tremendous wave! It -actually shook the train."</p> - -<p>"Murder and saints!" groaned a voice at his elbow. "Phwat is the matter, -sir? Is it going to sea we are in a train of cars? 'Tis the first time -Patrick Cronin ever traveled on a craft without masts or hull. Oi think -it do be dangerous along here, saving yer presence."</p> - -<p>Before either Nattie or Mori could reply to the evidently truthful -remark, a line of water, curling upward in threatening crests, dashed -over the parapet and fairly deluged the platforms. It was with the -greatest difficulty the three could retain their hold.</p> - -<p>Now thoroughly alarmed, they endeavored to enter the car. Suddenly the -speed of the train became lessened, then it stopped altogether. A moment -later the grinding of heavy driving wheels was heard, and the line of -coaches began to back up the track. It was a precaution taken too late.</p> - -<p>Before the cars had obtained much headway a wall of glistening water was -hurled over the parapet with resistless force, sweeping everything -before it. Amid the shouts and screams of a hundred victims the coaches -and engine were tumbled haphazard from the track, piling up in a mass of -wreckage against the cliff.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[Pg 148]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XVIII.</span> <span class="smaller">EVIL TIDINGS.</span></h2> - -<p>To those who have not experienced the coming of sudden disaster, word -descriptions are feeble. It is easy to tell how this and that occurred; -to speak of the wails and cries of the injured; to try to depict the -scene in sturdy English, but the soul-thrilling terror, the horror, and -physical pain of the moment must be felt.</p> - -<p>In the present case the accident was so entirely unexpected that the -very occurrence carried an added quota of dreadful dismay. The spot had -never been considered unsafe. At the time of construction eminent -engineers had decided that it would be perfectly feasible to lay the -rails close to the edge of the sea.</p> - -<p>A stout parapet of stone afforded ample protection, in their opinion, -but they had not gauged the resistless power of old ocean. The coming of -a fierce south wind worked the mischief, and in much less time than is -required in the telling, the doomed train was cast a mass of wreckage -against the unyielding face of the cliff.</p> - -<p>The first crash extinguished the lights, adding impenetrable darkness to -the scene. It found Nattie and Mori<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[Pg 149]</a></span> within touch of each other. They -instinctively grouped together; but a second and more violent wrench of -the coach sent them flying in different directions.</p> - -<p>The instinct of life is strong in all. The drowning wretch's grasp at a -straw is only typical of what mortals will do to keep aglow the vital -spark.</p> - -<p>Terror-stricken, and stunned from the force of the shock, Nattie still -fought desperately for existence. He felt the coach reeling beneath his -feet, he was tossed helplessly like a truss of hay from side to side, -and then almost at his elbow he heard a familiar voice shrieking:</p> - -<p>"Mercy! mercy! The blessed saints have mercy upon a poor sinner. Oi'm -sorry for me misdeeds. Oi regret that Oi was even now going against the -law. Oi confess that Oi meant to lead them two young fellows away so -that——"</p> - -<p>The words ended in a dreadful groan as the car gave a violent lurch, -then Nattie felt a shock of pain and he lost consciousness. When he came -to, it was to find the bright sun shining in his face.</p> - -<p>It was several moments before he could recognize his surroundings. A -sound as of persons moaning in agony brought back the dreadful truth. He -found himself lying upon a stretcher, and near at hand were others, each -bearing a similar burden.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[Pg 150]</a></span></p><p>The temporary beds were stretched along the face of the cliff. A dozen -feet away was a huge mass of shattered coaches and the wreck of a -locomotive. A number of Japanese were still working amid the <i>débris</i>, -evidently in search of more victims of the disaster.</p> - -<p>Nattie attempted to rise, but the movement caused him excruciating pain -in the left shoulder. A native, evidently a surgeon, was passing at the -moment, and noticing the action, he said, with a smile of encouragement:</p> - -<p>"Just keep quiet, my lad. You are all right, merely a dislocation. Do -not worry, we will see that you are well taken care of."</p> - -<p>"But my friend?" replied the boy, faintly. "His name is Mori Okuma, and -he was near me when the accident occurred. Can you tell me anything of -him? Is he safe?"</p> - -<p>"Is he one of my countrymen, a youth like yourself, and clad in tweed?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, yes."</p> - -<p>"Well, I can relieve your anxiety," was the cheering reply. "He is -working like a trooper over there among the coaches. It was he who -rescued you and brought you here. Wait; I will call him."</p> - -<p>A moment later Mori made his appearance, but how<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[Pg 151]</a></span> sadly changed was his -usually neat appearance. His hat was gone, his clothing torn and -disordered, and his face grimed with dust and dirt. He laughed cheerily, -however, on seeing Nattie, and made haste to congratulate him on his -escape.</p> - -<p>"This is brave," he exclaimed. "You will soon be all right, old boy. No, -don't try to get up; your arm is dislocated at the shoulder, and perfect -quiet is absolutely necessary."</p> - -<p>"But I can't lie here like a stick, Mori," groaned the lad. "What's a -dislocation, anyway? It shouldn't keep a fellow upon his back."</p> - -<p>"You had better take the doctor's advice. The relief train will start -for Kobe before long, and once in a good hotel, you can move about. This -is a terrible accident. Fully twenty persons have lost their lives, and -as many more wounded."</p> - -<p>"Have you seen anything of Patrick Cronin?"</p> - -<p>"No, nothing. It is thought several bodies were carried out to sea when -the water rolled back after tearing away the parapet. His may be one of -them."</p> - -<p>The Irishman's words, heard during the height of the turmoil, returned -to Nattie. He now saw the significance of the Irishman's cry.</p> - -<p>"Something is up, Mori," he said, gravely, explaining<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[Pg 152]</a></span> the matter. "It -certainly seems as if Patrick was leading us on a wild-goose chase."</p> - -<p>"That was Grant's impression, anyway. Did the fellow really use those -words?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, and he evidently told the truth. He was in fear of death, and he -confessed aloud that he was leading us away so that something could -happen. At the interesting moment his voice died away to a groan, then I -lost consciousness."</p> - -<p>"What do you think he could have meant?"</p> - -<p>"It is something to do with the Blacks, I'll wager."</p> - -<p>"But does he know them?"</p> - -<p>"He is acquainted with Willis Round, and that is the same thing."</p> - -<p>Mori seemed doubtful.</p> - -<p>"You don't think he intended to lead us into a trap?" he asked, -incredulously.</p> - -<p>"Hardly, but——"</p> - -<p>"Grant?"</p> - -<p>Nattie sat up in the stretcher despite the pain the effort caused him.</p> - -<p>"Mori, we must communicate with him at once," he said. "There is no -telling what could happen while we are away. Confound it! I'll never -forgive myself if this should prove to be a ruse. Can you telegraph from -here?"</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[Pg 153]</a></span></p><p>"No, we must wait until we reach Kobe. Now don't excite yourself, my -dear fellow. You will only work into a fever, and that will retard your -recovery. I really think we are mistaken. But even if it should prove -true, it won't mend matters by making yourself worse."</p> - -<p>The lad fell back with a groan. He acknowledged the wisdom of Mori's -remark, and he remained quiet until the relief train finally carried him -with the balance of the survivors to the city they had recently left. -Mori hastened to the telegraph office after seeing his charge to a -hotel.</p> - -<p>What Nattie suffered in spirit during the Japanese youth's absence can -only be measured by the great love he bore his crippled brother. The -very thought that something had happened to him was anguish. He knew -that Grant was bravery itself despite his physical disability, and that -he would not hesitate to confront his enemies single-handed.</p> - -<p>When the turning of the door knob proclaimed Mori's return, Nattie -actually bounded from the bed and met him halfway. One glance at the -Japanese youth's face was enough. Evil news was written there with a -vivid brush. In one hand he held a telegram, which he gave to his -companion without a word.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[Pg 154]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XIX.</span> <span class="smaller">BAD NEWS CONFIRMED.</span></h2> - -<p>Nattie took the telegram with a sinking heart. He had already read -disquieting news in Mori's face, and for a moment he fumbled at the -paper as if almost afraid to open it. Finally mustering up courage, he -scanned the following words:</p> - -<blockquote><p>"Message received. Grant cannot be found. He left office at usual -time last night, but did not appear at his home. Have done nothing -in the matter yet. Wire instructions. Sorry to hear of accident."</p></blockquote> - -<p>It was signed by the chief bookkeeper, a Scotchman, named Burr. He was a -typical representative of his race, canny, hard-headed, and thoroughly -reliable. Sentiment had no place in his nature, but he was as -impregnable in honesty as the crags of his own country.</p> - -<p>Poor Nattie read the telegram a second, then a third time. The words -seemed burned into his brain. There could be only one meaning: Grant -Manning had met with disaster. But where, and how? And through whom? The -last question was easily answered.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">[Pg 155]</a></span></p><p>"Mori," he said, with a trembling voice, "this is the work of the -Blacks and that scoundrel, Willis Round."</p> - -<p>"Something may have happened, but we are not yet certain," gravely -replied the Japanese youth. "Surely Grant could take a day off without -our thinking the worse."</p> - -<p>"You do not know my brother," answered the lad, steadfastly. "He hasn't -a bad habit in the world, and the sun is not more regular than he. No, -something has happened, and we must leave for Yokohama by the first -train."</p> - -<p>"It is simply impossible for you to go," expostulated Mori. "The doctor -said you must not stir from bed for three days at the very least. I will -run down at once, but you must remain here."</p> - -<p>"If the affair was reversed, Grant would break the bounds of his tomb to -come to me," Nattie replied, simply. "Send for a surgeon and ask him to -fix this shoulder for traveling. I want to leave within an hour."</p> - -<p>The young Japanese threw up both hands in despair, but he left without -further words. In due time the man of medicine appeared and bandaged the -dislocated member. A few moments later Nattie and Mori boarded the train -for the north.</p> - -<p>As the string of coaches whirled through valley and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[Pg 156]</a></span> dell, past paddy -fields with their queer network of ridges and irrigating ditches; past -groups of open-eyed natives dressed in the quaint blue costumes of the -lower classes; through small clusters of thatched bamboo houses, each -with its quota of cheerful, laughing babies, tumbling about in the -patches of gardens much as the babies of other climes do, Nattie fell to -thinking of the great misfortune which had overtaken the firm.</p> - -<p>"If something has happened to Grant—which may God forbid—it will be -greatly to the interest of Jesse Black," he said, turning to his -companion. "Everything points in their direction. The first question in -such a case is, who will it benefit?"</p> - -<p>"You refer to the army contracts?"</p> - -<p>"Yes. It means to the person securing them a profit of over one hundred -thousand dollars, and that is a prize valuable enough to tempt a more -scrupulous man than the English merchant."</p> - -<p>"I think you are right. If Grant has been waylaid, or spirited away, -which is yet to be proven, we have something to work on. We will know -where to start the search."</p> - -<p>Yokohama was reached by nightfall. Mori had telegraphed ahead, and they -found Mr. Burr, a tall, grave man with a sandy beard, awaiting them. He -expressed<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">[Pg 157]</a></span> much sympathy for Nattie's condition, and then led the way to -the <i>jinrikishas</i>.</p> - -<p>"I can explain matters better in the office," he said, in answer to an -eager question. "'Tis an uncou' night eenyway, and we'll do better under -shelter."</p> - -<p>Compelled to restrain their impatience perforce, his companions sank -back in silence and watched the nimble feet of the <i>karumayas</i> as they -trotted along the streets on the way to the Bund.</p> - -<p>Turning suddenly into the broad, well-lighted main street, they overtook -a man pacing moodily toward the bay. As they dashed past, Nattie glanced -at him; then, with an imprecation, the lad stood up in his vehicle. A -twinge of pain in the disabled shoulder sent him back again.</p> - -<p>Noting the action, Mori looked behind him, and just in time to see the -man slip into a convenient doorway. It was Mr. Black.</p> - -<p>"Keep cool, Nattie," he called out. "Confronting him without proof won't -help us."</p> - -<p>"But did you see how he acted when he caught sight of us?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, and it meant guilt. He tried to dodge out of our sight."</p> - -<p>On reaching the office, Mr. Burr led the way inside.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[Pg 158]</a></span> Lighting the gas, -he placed chairs for his companions, and seated himself at his desk.</p> - -<p>"Noo I will explain everything," he said, gravely. "But first tell me if -ye anticipate anything serious? Has Mr. Grant absented himself before?"</p> - -<p>"Never," Nattie replied to the last question.</p> - -<p>"Weel, then, the situation is thus: Last night he left here at the usual -hour and took a <i>'rikisha</i> in front of the door. I was looking through -the window at the time, and I saw him disappear around the corner of -Main Street. I opened the office this morning at eight by the clock, and -prepared several papers and checks for his signature. Time passed and he -did na' show oop.</p> - -<p>"At eleven I sent a messenger to the house on the 'bluff.' The boy -returned with the information from the servants that Mr. Grant had not -been home. Somewhat alarmed, I sent coolies through the town to all the -places where he might have called, but without results. I received your -telegram and answered it at once. And that's all I know."</p> - -<p>The information was meager enough. Nattie and Mori exchanged glances of -apprehension. Their worst fears were realized. That some disaster had -happened to Grant was now evident. The former sprang to his feet and -started toward the door without a word.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[Pg 159]</a></span></p><p>"Where are you going?" asked the Japanese youth, hastily.</p> - -<p>"To see Mr. Black," was the determined reply. "The villain is -responsible for this."</p> - -<p>"But what proof can you present? Don't do anything rash, Nattie. We must -talk it over and consider the best plan to be followed. We must search -for a clew."</p> - -<p>"And in the meantime they will kill him. Oh, Mori, I can't sit here and -parley words while my brother is in danger. I know Ralph Black and his -father. They would not hesitate at anything to make money. Even human -life would not stop them."</p> - -<p>"That may be. Still, you surely can see that we must go slow in the -matter. Believe me, Grant's disappearance affects me even more than if -he was a near relative. I intend to enter heart and soul into the search -for him. Everything I possess, my fortune, all, is at his disposal. But -I must counsel patience."</p> - -<p>The tears welled in Nattie's eyes. He tried to mutter his thanks, but -his emotion was too great. He extended his hand, and it was grasped by -the young native with fraternal will. The Scot had been eying them with -his habitual placidity. The opening of a crater under the office floor -would not have altered his calm demeanor.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">[Pg 160]</a></span></p><p>"Weel, now," he said, slowly, "can you no explain matters to me? I am -groping about in the dark."</p> - -<p>"You shall be told everything," replied Mori.</p> - -<p>He speedily placed him in possession of all the facts. Mr. Burr listened -to the story without comment. At the conclusion he said, in his quiet -way:</p> - -<p>"I am no great hand at detective work, but I can see as far thro' a -millstone as any mon with twa gude eyes. Mister Grant has been kidnaped, -and ye don't need to look farther than the Black's for a clew."</p> - -<p>"That is my opinion exactly," exclaimed Nattie.</p> - -<p>"I am with you both," said Mori, "but I still insist that we go slow in -accusing them. It stands to reason that to make a demand now would warn -the conspirators—for such they are—that we suspect them. We must work -on the quiet."</p> - -<p>"You are right, sir," agreed Mr. Burr.</p> - -<p>"What is your plan?" asked Nattie, with natural impatience.</p> - -<p>"It is to place Mr. Burr in charge of the business at once, and for us -to start forth in search of possible clews. I will try to put a man in -the Black residence, and another in his office. We must hire a number of -private detectives—I know a dozen—and set them to work scouring the -city. The station master, the keeper of every road, the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">[Pg 161]</a></span> railway guards, -all must be closely questioned. And in the meantime, while I am posting -Mr. Burr, you must go home and keep as quiet as you can. Remember, -excitement will produce inflammation in that shoulder, and inflammation -means many days in bed."</p> - -<p>The authoritative tone of the young Japanese had its effect. Grumbling -at his enforced idleness, Nattie left the office and proceeded to the -"bluff." Mori remained at the counting-room, and carefully drilled the -Scotchman in the business on hand.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[Pg 162]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XX.</span> <span class="smaller">THE MAN BEYOND THE HEDGE.</span></h2> - -<p>It was past midnight when he finally left with Mr. Burr, but the -intervening time had not been wasted. Orders, contracts and other -details for at least a week had been explained to the bookkeeper, and he -was given full powers to act as the firm's representative. After a final -word of caution, Mori parted with him at the door, and took a <i>'rikisha</i> -for the Manning residence. He found Nattie pacing the floor of the front -veranda. The lad greeted him impatiently.</p> - -<p>"Have you heard anything?" he asked.</p> - -<p>"Not a word. I have been busy at the office since you left. Everything -is arranged. Mr. Burr has taken charge, and he will conduct the business -until this thing is settled. We are lucky to have such a man in our -employ."</p> - -<p>"Yes, yes; Burr is an honest fellow. But what do you intend to do now?"</p> - -<p>"Still excited, I see," smiled Mori. He shook a warning finger at the -lad, and added, seriously: "Remember what I told you. If you continue in -this fashion I will call a doctor and have you taken to the hospital."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[Pg 163]</a></span></p><p>"I can't help it," replied Nattie, piteously. "I just can't keep still -while Grant is in danger. You don't know how anxious I am. Let me do -something to keep my mind occupied."</p> - -<p>"If you promise to go to bed for the rest of the night I will give you -ten minutes now to discuss our plans. Do you agree?"</p> - -<p>"Yes; but you intend to remain here until morning?"</p> - -<p>"No, I cannot spare the time. I must have the detectives searching for -clews before daylight."</p> - -<p>"Mori, you are a friend indeed. Some day I will show you how much I -appreciate your kindness."</p> - -<p>"Nonsense! You would do as much if not more if the case was reversed. -Now for the plans. To commence, we are absolutely certain of one thing: -Patrick Cronin was in the scheme, and he was sent to get us out of the -way while Ralph and Willis Round attended to Grant."</p> - -<p>"I am glad the Irishman met with his just deserts," exclaimed Nattie, -vindictively. "He is now food for fishes."</p> - -<p>"Yes; a fitting fate. The accident cannot be considered an unmixed -catastrophe. If it had not occurred we would have gone on to Nagasaki, -and have lost much valuable time. As it is, we are comparatively early. -What we need now is a clew, and for that I intend to begin a search at -once."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[Pg 164]</a></span></p><p>"Would it do any good to notify the American Consul?"</p> - -<p>"No; our best plan is to keep the affair as quiet as possible. We will -say nothing about it. If Grant is missed we can intimate that he has -gone away for a week.</p> - -<p>"Now go to bed and sleep if you can," he added, preparing to leave. "I -will call shortly after breakfast and report progress."</p> - -<p>With a friendly nod of his head he departed on his quest for detectives. -Nattie remained seated for a brief period, then he walked over to a -bell-pull, and summoned a servant. At his command the man brought him a -heavy cloak, and assisted him to don his shoes.</p> - -<p>From a chest of drawers in an adjacent room the lad took a revolver. -After carefully examining the charges he thrust it into his pocket and -left the house.</p> - -<p>The night was hot and sultry. Not a breath of wind stirred, and the -mellow rays of a full moon beamed down on ground and foliage, which -seemed to glow with the tropical heat. Notwithstanding the discomfort -Nattie drew his cloak about him and set out at a rapid walk down the -street leading past the Manning residence.</p> - -<p>From out on the bay came the distant rattle of a steamer's winch. The -stillness was so oppressive that even the shrill notes of a boatswain's -whistle came to his ears. An owl hooted in a nearby maple; the -<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[Pg 165]</a></span>melancholy howl of a strolling dog sounded from below where the native -town was stretched out in irregular rows of bamboo houses.</p> - -<p>The lad kept to the shady side of the road, and continued without -stopping until he reached a mansion built in the English style, some ten -or eleven blocks from his house. The building stood in the center of -extensive grounds, and was separated from the street by an ornamental -iron fence and a well-cultivated hedge.</p> - -<p>It was evidently the home of a man of wealth. In fact, it was the -domicile of Mr. Black and his son Ralph. What was Nattie's object in -leaving the Manning residence in face of Mori's warning? What was his -object in paying a visit to his enemy at such an hour of the night?</p> - -<p>Anxious, almost beside himself with worry, suffering severely from his -dislocated shoulder, and perhaps slightly under the influence of a -fever, the lad had yielded to his first impulse when alone, and set out -from home with no settled purpose.</p> - -<p>On reaching the open air he thought of Jesse Black. The mansion was only -a short distance away; perhaps something could be learned by watching -it. The conjecture was father to the deed.</p> - -<p>Selecting a spot shaded by a thick-foliaged tree, Nattie carefully -scanned the <i>façade</i> of the building. It was of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[Pg 166]</a></span> two stories, and -prominent bow-windows jutted out from each floor. The lower part was -dark, but a dim light shone through the curtains of the last window on -the right.</p> - -<p>A bell down in the Bund struck twice; it was two o'clock. At the sound a -dark figure appeared at the window and thrust the shade aside. The -distance was not too great for Nattie to distinguish the man as the -English merchant.</p> - -<p>Drawing himself up the lad shook his fist at the apparition. The action -brought his head above the hedge. Something moving on the other side -caught his eye, and he dodged back just as a man arose to his feet -within easy touch.</p> - -<p>Breathless with amazement, Nattie crouched down, and parting the roots -of the hedge, peered through. The fellow was cautiously moving toward -the house. Something in his walk seemed familiar. Presently he reached a -spot where the moon's bright rays fell upon him.</p> - -<p>A stifled cry of profound astonishment, not unmingled with terror, came -from the lad's lips, and he shrank back as if with the intention of -fleeing. He thought better of it, however, and watched with eager eyes. -A dozen times the man in the grounds halted and crouched to the earth, -but finally he reached the front entrance of the mansion.</p> - -<p>A door was opened, and a hand was thrust forth with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[Pg 167]</a></span> beckoning fingers. -The fellow hastily stepped inside and vanished from view, leaving Nattie -a-quiver with excitement. The dislocated shoulder, the pain, the fever, -all were forgotten in the importance of the discovery.</p> - -<p>"That settles it," he muttered. "I am on the right track as sure as the -moon is shining. Now I must enter that house by hook or crook. But who -would believe that miracles could happen in this century? If that fellow -wasn't——"</p> - -<p>He abruptly ceased speaking. The door in the front entrance suddenly -opened, and a huge dog was thrust down the stone steps. Nattie knew the -animal well. It was a ferocious brute Ralph had imported from England -that year.</p> - -<p>As a watchdog it bore a well-merited reputation among the natives of -thieving propensities. It was dreaded because it thought more of a -direct application of sharp teeth than any amount of barking. Its -unexpected appearance on the scene altered matters considerably.</p> - -<p>"Dog or no dog, I intend to find my way into that house before many -minutes," decided the lad. "It is an opportunity I cannot permit to -pass."</p> - -<p>He drew out his revolver, but shook his head and restored it again to -his pocket. A shot would alarm the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[Pg 168]</a></span> neighborhood and bring a squad of -police upon the scene. The brute must be silenced in some other manner.</p> - -<p>Naturally apt and resourceful, it was not long before Nattie thought of -a plan. Cautiously edging away from the hedge until he had reached a -safe distance, he set out at a run toward home. Fortunately, the street -was free from police or pedestrians, and he finally gained the Manning -residence without being observed.</p> - -<p>Slipping into the garden he whistled softly. A big-jointed, lanky pup -slouched up to him and fawned about his feet. Picking up the dog, he -started back with it under his right arm. The return to the English -merchant's house was made without mishap.</p> - -<p>Reaching the hedge, Nattie lightly tossed the pup over into the yard. It -struck the ground with a yelp, and a second later a dark shadow streaked -across the lawn from the mansion. As the lad had anticipated, the dog he -had brought did not wait to be attacked, but started along the inner -side of the hedge with fear-given speed. In less than a moment pursuer -and pursued disappeared behind an outlying stable.</p> - -<p>Chuckling at the success of his scheme, Nattie softly climbed the fence -and leaped into the yard. The lawn was bright with the rays of the moon, -but he walked across it<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">[Pg 169]</a></span> without hesitation, finally reaching the house -near the left-hand corner.</p> - -<p>As he expected, he found a side door unguarded save by a wire screen. A -swift slash with a strong pocket-knife gave an aperture through which -the lad forced his hand. To unfasten the latch was the work of a second, -and a brief space later he stood in a narrow hall leading to the main corridor.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[Pg 170]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXI.</span> <span class="smaller">A PRISONER.</span></h2> - -<p>On reaching the main stairway he heard voices overhead. The sound seemed -to come from a room opening into the hall above. Quickly removing his -shoes, the lad tied the strings together, and throwing them about his -neck, he ascended to the upper floor.</p> - -<p>Fortunately, Nattie had visited the Black mansion in his earlier days -when he and Ralph were on terms of comparative intimacy. He knew the -general plan of the house, and the knowledge stood him in good stead -now.</p> - -<p>The room from which the sound of voices came was a study used by the -English merchant himself. Next to it was a spare apartment filled with -odd pieces of furniture and what-not. In former days it was a guest -chamber, and the lad had occupied it one night while on a visit to the -merchant's son.</p> - -<p>He remembered that a door, surmounted by a glass transom, led from the -study to the spare room, and that it would be an easy matter to see into -the former by that means.</p> - -<p>He tried the knob, and found that it turned at his touch.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[Pg 171]</a></span> A slight -rattle underneath proclaimed that a bunch of keys was swinging from the -lock. Closing the door behind him, he tiptoed across the apartment, -carefully avoiding the various articles of furniture.</p> - -<p>To his great disappointment, he found that heavy folds of cloth had been -stretched across the transom, completely obstructing the view. To make -it worse, the voices were so faint that it was impossible for him to -distinguish more than an occasional word.</p> - -<p>"Confound it! I have my labor for my pains!" he muttered. "It's a risky -thing, but I'll have to try the other door."</p> - -<p>He had barely reached the hall when the talking in the next room became -louder, then he heard a rattling of the knob. The occupants were on the -point of leaving the study. To dart into the spare room was Nattie's -first action. Dropping behind a large dressing-case, he listened -intently.</p> - -<p>"Well, I am thoroughly satisfied with your part of the affair so far," -came to his eager ears in the English merchant's well-known voice. "It -was well planned in every respect. You had a narrow escape though."</p> - -<p>A deep chuckle came from the speaker's companion.</p> - -<p>"No suspicion attaches to me," continued Mr. Black. "I met the boys last -night, but I don't think they saw me."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[Pg 172]</a></span></p><p>"Oh, didn't we?" murmured Nattie.</p> - -<p>"You can go now. Give this letter of instructions to my son, and tell -him to make all haste to the place mentioned. Return here with his -answer as quickly as you can. In this purse you will find ample funds to -meet all legitimate expenses. Legitimate expenses, you understand? If -you fall by the wayside in the manner I mentioned before you will not -get a <i>sen</i> of the amount I promised you. Now—confound those rascally -servants of mine! they have left this room unlocked! I must discharge -the whole lot of them and get others."</p> - -<p>Click! went the key in the door behind which Nattie crouched. He was a -prisoner!</p> - -<p>The sound of footsteps came faintly to him; he heard the front entrance -open; then it closed again, and all was silent in the house. After -waiting a reasonable time he tried the knob, but it resisted his -efforts. Placing his right shoulder against the wood he attempted to -force the panel, but without avail.</p> - -<p>"Whew! this is being caught in a trap certainly! A pretty fix I am in -now. And it is just the time to track that scoundrel. Mr. Black must -have been talking about poor Grant."</p> - -<p>Rendered almost frantic by his position, Nattie threw himself against -the door with all his power. The only <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[Pg 173]</a></span>result was a deadly pain in the -injured shoulder. Almost ready to cry with chagrin and anguish, he sat -down upon a chair and gave himself up to bitter reflections.</p> - -<p>Minutes passed, a clock in the study struck three; but still he sat -there a prey to conflicting emotions. He now saw that he had acted -foolishly. What had he learned? They had suspected the Blacks before, -and confirmation was not needed.</p> - -<p>The discovery of the visitor's identity was something, but its -importance was more than counterbalanced by the disaster which had -befallen Nattie. The recent conversation in the hall indicated that the -merchant's companion would leave at once for a rendezvous to meet Ralph, -and possibly Grant.</p> - -<p>"And here I am, fastened in like a disobedient child," groaned the lad. -"I must escape before daylight. If I am caught in here Mr. Black can -have me arrested on a charge of attempted burglary. It would be just -nuts to him."</p> - -<p>The fear of delay, engendered by this new apprehension, spurred him to -renewed activity. He again examined the door, but speedily gave up the -attempt. Either a locksmith's tools or a heavy battering-ram would be -necessary to force it.</p> - -<p>Creeping to the one window opening from the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[Pg 174]</a></span>apartment, Nattie found -that he could raise it without much trouble. The generous rays of the -moon afforded ample light. By its aid he saw that a dense mass of -creeping vines almost covered that side of the mansion.</p> - -<p>"By George! a chance at last!"</p> - -<p>Cautiously crawling through the opening he clutched a thick stem and -tried to swing downward with his right hand. As he made the effort a -pain shot through his injured shoulder so intense that he almost -fainted. He repressed a cry with difficulty.</p> - -<p>Weak and trembling, he managed to regain the window sill. Once in the -room he sank down upon the floor and battled with the greatest anguish -it had ever been his lot to feel.</p> - -<p>To add to his suffering, came the conviction that he would be unable to -escape. He remembered the telltale slit he had made in the screen door. -When daylight arrived it would be discovered by the servants, and a -search instituted throughout the house.</p> - -<p>"Well, it can't be helped," mused the lad. "If I am caught, I'm caught, -and that's all there is about it."</p> - -<p>It is a difficult thing to philosophize when suffering with an intense -physical pain and in the throes of a growing fever. It was not long -before Nattie fell into a stupor.</p> - -<p>He finally became conscious of an increasing light in the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[Pg 175]</a></span> room, and -roused himself enough to glance from the window. Far in the distance -loomed the mighty volcano of Fuji San, appearing under the marvelous -touch of the morning sun like an inverted cone of many jewels.</p> - -<p>A hum of voices sounded in the lower part of the house, but no one came -to disturb him. Rendered drowsy by fever, he fell into a deep slumber, -and when he awoke it was to hear the study clock strike nine. He had -slept fully five hours.</p> - -<p>Considerably refreshed, Nattie started up to again search for a way to -effect his escape. The pain had left his shoulder, but he felt an -overpowering thirst. His mind was clear, however, and that was half the -battle.</p> - -<p>"If I had more strength in my left arm I would try those vines once -more," he said to himself. "Things can't last this way forever. I -must—what's that?"</p> - -<p>Footsteps sounded in the hall outside. They drew nearer, and at last -stopped in front of the spare-room door. A hand was laid upon the knob, -and keys rattled.</p> - -<p>"We have searched every room but this," came in the smooth tones of the -English merchant. "Go inside, my man, and see if a burglar is hiding -among the furniture. Here, take this revolver; and don't fear to use it -if necessary."</p> - -<p>Like a hunted animal at bay, the lad glared about him.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[Pg 176]</a></span> Discovery seemed -certain. Over in one corner he espied a chest of drawers. It afforded -poor concealment, but it was the best at hand. To drag it away from the -wall was the work of a second. When the door was finally opened, Nattie -was crouched behind the piece of furniture.</p> - -<p>He heard the soft steps of a pair of sandals; he heard chairs and -various articles moved about, then the searcher approached his corner. -Desperate and ready to fight for his liberty, he glanced up—and uttered -a half-stifled cry of amazement and joy!</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[Pg 177]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXII.</span> <span class="smaller">THE PURSUIT.</span></h2> - -<p>It is always the unexpected that happens. When Nattie glanced up from -his place of refuge behind the chest of drawers, he saw a young man clad -as a native servant looking down at him. There was the gayly colored -cloth tied around the head; the <i>kimono</i>, or outer garment cut away at -the neck, and the plain silk kerchief tied with a bow under the ear.</p> - -<p>But the face was not that of a native <i>waallo</i>, or houseman; it was Mori -Okuma himself, the very last person on earth Nattie expected to find in -the spare room of the Black mansion.</p> - -<p>The young Japanese started back in profound surprise, his eyes widened, -and he nearly called out; but a warning motion from the concealed -lad—who recovered his coolness with marvelous rapidity—checked him.</p> - -<p>"It is I; Nattie!" came to his ears. "Take old Black away and return as -soon as possible. I have a clew; we must leave here immediately."</p> - -<p>Regaining his composure with an effort, Mori continued his search among -the other articles of furniture.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[Pg 178]</a></span></p><p>"No one here, excellency," he said, at last.</p> - -<p>"Then the scoundrel who cut that screen door has decamped," replied Mr. -Black, who had remained near the door with commendable precaution. "Go -down to the pantry and help the rest count the silver. By the way, what -is your name?"</p> - -<p>"Kai Jin, excellency."</p> - -<p>"Well, Kai, see that you behave yourself and you can remain in my -service. But if you are lazy or thievish, out you go."</p> - -<p>His voice died away in muffled grumbling down the hall. Finally left to -himself, Nattie emerged from his hiding place and executed several -figures of a jig in the middle of the floor.</p> - -<p>"Wonders will never cease," he muttered, with a chuckle of joy. "Fancy -finding Mori here, and just in the nick of time. He's a great lad. He -disguised himself and took service in the house. He would make a good -detective."</p> - -<p>He was still pondering over the queer discovery when a noise at the door -indicated that some one was on the point of entering. A warning whisper -proclaimed that it was Mori.</p> - -<p>The Japanese youth entered quickly and closed the heavy oaken portal -behind him. He was shaking with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[Pg 179]</a></span> suppressed laughter. Running over to -Nattie, he grasped his hand and wrung it heartily.</p> - -<p>"I ought to scold you for disobeying my orders, but really this is too -funny for anything," he said. "How under the sun did you get in here?"</p> - -<p>"Easy enough; I walked in last night. How did you get in?"</p> - -<p>"I am a member of his excellency's staff of servants. Ha, ha! I almost -laughed in his lean old face this morning when he engaged me. But -explain yourself, Nattie; I am dying to hear your news. You said you had -a clew."</p> - -<p>"Hadn't we better get out of this house before we talk?"</p> - -<p>"Plenty of time. Mr. Black has gone to the office, and the servants are -below stairs. When we are ready we can walk out through the front -entrance without a word to anybody."</p> - -<p>Thus reassured, Nattie told how he had left home the preceding night and -the events that followed. When he came to the part relating to the man -beyond the hedge, the English merchant's midnight visitor, Mori started -at him in amazement.</p> - -<p>"Impossible!" he exclaimed. "Why, he was killed in the accident near -Kobe."</p> - -<p>"Not so. I saw the fellow's face almost as clearly as<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[Pg 180]</a></span> I see yours now. -It was Patrick Cronin, and I'll stake my life on that."</p> - -<p>"Then the scoundrel escaped after all?"</p> - -<p>"Yes; to receive his just dues at the hangman's hands, I suppose. But I -haven't told you of my clew. I overheard Black and Patrick talking out -in the hall there. It seems that Cronin has a letter which he is to -deliver without delay to Ralph at some rendezvous. That it relates to -Grant is certain. By following the Irishman we can find my brother."</p> - -<p>"It will be easy enough," replied Mori, his eyes expressing his delight. -"The fellow won't try to hide his steps, as it were. He considers the -accident a good veil to his existence. Nattie, it was a lucky -inspiration, your coming here last night."</p> - -<p>"Then I am forgiven for disobeying orders, eh?" smiled the lad.</p> - -<p>"In this case, yes, but don't do it again. How is your shoulder?"</p> - -<p>"First-chop, barring a little soreness. It will be all right in a day or -two. Come, let's leave here before we are discovered."</p> - -<p>The exit from the building and grounds was made without mishap. The lads -hastily returned to the Manning residence, where Nattie ordered -breakfast served at<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[Pg 181]</a></span> once. On entering the garden, the lanky pup used by -him as a decoy to Ralph's watchdog came bounding from the rear. He had -evidently escaped without feeling the teeth of the larger animal.</p> - -<p>The meal was dispatched in haste, then 'rikishas were taken to the Bund. -While Nattie waited in the firm's office, Mori utilized the central -police station in tracing Patrick Cronin. In less than an hour word came -that a man answering his description had been seen leaving the city on -horseback by way of the road leading to Tokio.</p> - -<p>"That settles it!" exclaimed the Japanese youth. "We must take the train -for the capital at once. That is," he added, anxiously, "if you think -you are able to travel."</p> - -<p>"I am fit for anything," promptly replied Nattie. "Come, we must not -lose a moment."</p> - -<p>On their way to the station they stopped at the telegraph office and -wired the chief of police of Tokio a full description of Patrick. After -a consultation, they added:</p> - -<blockquote><p>"Do not arrest the man, but have your best detective shadow him -wherever he may go. All expenses will be met by us."</p></blockquote> - -<p>"To capture him now would destroy our only clew," said Nattie. "He might -confess to save himself, and then, again, he might not. If he should -remain silent we would have no means of finding Grant's whereabouts."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[Pg 182]</a></span></p><p>The nineteen miles to Japan's populous capital were covered in short -order. Brief as was the time, the lads were met at the depot by an -officer in civilian's clothes, who reported that their man had been seen -to take a train at Ueno, a small suburb on the outskirts of Tokio.</p> - -<p>"We are doing excellently," chuckled Mori. "The fool thinks he is safe -and he travels openly. At this rate the chase will be as easy as falling -off a log, to use an Americanism."</p> - -<p>"He has five hours' start. We must telegraph ahead to the conductor of -his train."</p> - -<p>"And to every station."</p> - -<p>"That has been done, sir," spoke up the police official. "The last word -received stated that he was still on board when the train passed -Motomiya."</p> - -<p>"When can we leave?"</p> - -<p>The man consulted a time-table patterned after those used in the United -States, and announced that an express would depart within twenty -minutes. Hurrying to a neighboring hotel, the lads ate "tiffin," and -returned in time to embark upon the second stage of the chase.</p> - -<p>When the train steamed into a way station three hours later a railway -employee in gorgeous uniform approached<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">[Pg 183]</a></span> them with a telegram. Hastily -opening the envelope, Nattie read, with keen disappointment:</p> - -<blockquote><p class="right">"<span class="smcap">Headquarters</span>, Tokio.</p> - -<p>"Our detective reports that the man he had been following managed -to evade him at Yowara, and has completely disappeared. Local -police are searching the mountains."</p></blockquote> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">[Pg 184]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXIII.</span> <span class="smaller">PATRICK SHOWS HIS CLEVERNESS.</span></h2> - -<p>Nattie and Mori exchanged glances of dismay.</p> - -<p>"Confound it! isn't that provoking?" exclaimed the latter. "That stupid -detective had to let him slip just when the chase commenced to be -interesting."</p> - -<p>"Patrick must have suspected something, and he was sly enough to fool -his follower. Now what are we going to do?"</p> - -<p>"Get off at Yowara and take up the search ourselves; that's all we can -do. Surely some one must have seen the Irishman. The very fact that he -is a foreigner should draw attention to him. Don't worry, old boy; we'll -find him before many hours have elapsed."</p> - -<p>"I sincerely hope so," replied Nattie, gazing abstractedly through the -coach window.</p> - -<p>After a moment of silence he said, suddenly:</p> - -<p>"Perhaps Yowara is the rendezvous where he is to meet Ralph. Do you know -anything about the place?"</p> - -<p>"No, except that it is a small town of seven or eight hundred -inhabitants. It is where people leave the railway for the mountain -regions of Northern Japan. In a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">[Pg 185]</a></span> remote part of the interior are three -volcanoes, one of them being Bandai-San, which is famous for its -eruptions."</p> - -<p>"Bandai-San?" slowly repeated Nattie. "Isn't it at the base of that -volcano where those peculiar mud caves are found?"</p> - -<p>Mori eyed his companion inquiringly.</p> - -<p>"What are you driving at?" he asked.</p> - -<p>"Just this: It struck me that Ralph and Willis Round would certainly try -to find a hiding place for Grant where they need not fear pursuit, or -inquisitiveness from the natives. I have heard that these caves are -avoided through superstitious reasons. Now why——"</p> - -<p>"By the heathen gods, I believe you have guessed their secret!" -impulsively exclaimed Mori. "It is certainly plausible. A better hiding -place could not be found in all Japan. The natives will not enter the -caves under any consideration. They say they are occupied by the -mountain demons, and to prove it, tell of the awful noises to be heard -in the vicinity."</p> - -<p>"Which are caused by internal convulsions of the volcano, I suppose?"</p> - -<p>"No doubt. The mountain is generally on the verge of being shaken by -earthquakes, but it is some time since one occurred. It's a grewsome -place enough."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">[Pg 186]</a></span></p><p>"We will search it thoroughly just the same," said Nattie, grimly.</p> - -<p>On reaching Yowara, they found the recreant detective at the station. He -had recently returned from a trip through the surrounding country, but -had not discovered any trace of the Irishman. He appeared crestfallen -and penitent.</p> - -<p>The boys wasted little time with him. Proceeding to the village hotel, -or tea house, they sent out messengers for three <i>jinrikishas</i> and in -the course of an hour were ready to start into the interior.</p> - -<p>The spare vehicle was loaded with canned food and other stores, as the -railroad town would be the last place where such articles could be -purchased. Each had brought a brace of good revolvers and plenty of -ammunition from Yokohama.</p> - -<p>Mori personally selected the <i>karumayas</i>, or <i>'rikisha</i> men, from a -crowd of applicants. He chose three stalwart coolies to pull the -carriages, and three <i>bettos</i>, or porters, to assist on mountainous -roads. One of the latter was a veritable giant in stature and evidently -of great strength.</p> - -<p>He was called Sumo, or wrestler, by his companions, and seemed to -possess greater intelligence than the average members of his class. Mori -eyed him approvingly,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">[Pg 187]</a></span> and told Nattie that he would be of undoubted -assistance in case of trouble.</p> - -<p>Before leaving the village, the Japanese youth bought a keen-edged -sword, similar to those worn by the ancient warriors, or <i>samurais</i>, and -presented it to Sumo, with the added stipulation that he would be -retained as a guard at increased pay.</p> - -<p>The fellow shouted with delight, and speedily showed that he could -handle the weapon with some skill. Thus equipped, the party left the -railroad and set out for a village called Inawashiro, fifteen <i>ris</i>, or -thirty miles distant.</p> - -<p>In Japan the coolie rule is twenty minutes' rest every two hours. Their -method of traveling is at a "dog trot," or long, swinging pace, which -covers the ground with incredible swiftness. Mori's skill in selecting -the <i>karumayas</i> soon became apparent, the distance to the destination -being almost halved at the end of the first stretch.</p> - -<p>The country through which the boys passed was flat and uninteresting, -the narrow road stretching across a broad expanse of paddy fields, -dotted with men, women and children knee-deep in the evil-smelling mud.</p> - -<p>When a halt was called to rest and partake of refreshments, Mori -accosted a native coolie, a number of whom surrounded the party, and -asked if aught had been seen<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">[Pg 188]</a></span> of a fiery-faced, red-whiskered foreigner -clad in the heavy clothing of the coast.</p> - -<p>The man eyed his questioner stupidly, and shook his head. The sight of a -couple of copper <i>sen</i>, or cents, refreshed his memory. He had noticed a -short, squat foreigner (called <i>to-jin</i>) in the interior. He was mounted -upon a horse and had passed four hours before.</p> - -<p>"Four hours?" echoed Mori, addressing Nattie. "Whew! he has a good -start. And on a horse, too. That is the reason we could get no trace of -him in the outskirts of Yowara. He must have left the train before it -stopped and skipped into the brush, where he managed to secure a mount. -He is certainly clever."</p> - -<p>"But not enough to fool us," replied Nattie, complacently. "We will be -hot on his trail before he reaches the caves."</p> - -<p>After the customary rest of twenty minutes, the party resumed the road. -As they proceeded the general contour of the country changed. The flat, -plain-like fields gave way to rolling woodlands and scattered hills. The -second hour brought them to the small village of Inawashiro.</p> - -<p>Here was found a well-kept tea house, with spotless matted floor, two -feet above the ground, a quaint roof, and the attendance of a dozen -polite servants. Before the party had barely reached their resting -place, the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">[Pg 189]</a></span>entire inhabitants, men, women and children, thronged about -to feast their eyes upon a <i>to-jin</i>.</p> - -<p>Inquiry developed the fact that Patrick had passed through the town not -quite two hours before. This was cheering news. They were gaining on -him. A brief lunch, and again to the road. Nattie and Mori examined -their revolvers after leaving the village. Sumo cut a sapling in twain -to prove his prowess.</p> - -<p>At the end of the fourth mile a crossroad was reached. One, a broad, -well-kept thoroughfare, led due north, while the other, apparently -merely a path running over a hill in the distance, bore more to the -westward. Mori called a halt.</p> - -<p>"Which shall we take?" he asked, scratching his head in perplexity.</p> - -<p>"That is the question," replied Nattie, ruefully. "Confound it! we are -just as apt to take the wrong one as not. If we could run across some -person who has seen Patrick we would be all right."</p> - -<p>"Here comes a <i>yamabushi</i>, excellency," spoke up Sumo, pointing his -claw-like finger up the path.</p> - -<p>"It is a priest," exclaimed Mori, a moment later. "Perhaps he can -enlighten us."</p> - -<p>Presently a tall, angular man emerged from the narrower road and slowly -approached them. He was clad<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[Pg 190]</a></span> in a peculiar robe embroidered with -mystical figures, and wore his hair in long plaits. In one hand was -carried a bamboo staff, with which he tapped the ground as he walked.</p> - -<p>Mori saluted him respectfully.</p> - -<p>"Peace be with you, my children," said the priest, mildly.</p> - -<p>"May your days be long in good works, and your soul as lofty as Fuji -San," replied the Japanese youth, with equal politeness. "Pray tell us, -father, have you seen aught of a red-bearded foreigner traveling by -horse?"</p> - -<p>"I passed him two <i>ris</i> back. He was a barbarian, and beat his animal -with severity. Which is against the teachings of——"</p> - -<p>The good man's words were lost in the distance. Nattie and Mori, with -their <i>'rikishas</i> and attendants, darted past him and scurried up the -path at their utmost speed. It was scurvy repayment for the information, -but the news that Patrick had been seen within four miles acted as a -spur.</p> - -<p>"Don't falter, men," called out Mori, urging the <i>karumayas</i>. "Ten <i>yen</i> -extra to each if you tarry not until I give the word. On ahead, Sumo; -watch for the foreigner. Be cautious and return when you sight him."</p> - -<p>The gigantic <i>betto</i> scurried up the path in advance and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[Pg 191]</a></span> disappeared -past a clump of bushes. The <i>jinrikishas</i> speeded as fast as their -pullers could trot. As the party darted by an overhanging mass of rock a -head was thrust forth from behind it.</p> - -<p>The face of the man was broad and burned by the sun, and under the chin -was a tuft of reddish whisker. The eyes were sharp and piercing, and -they danced with triumphant glee as they peered after the cavalcade.</p> - -<p>"Oh, ho! oh, ho! so it's ye, me bold Nattie? It's a good thing Oi -thought of taking a quiet look to see if Oi was being followed. It's a -bit of a trick Oi learned in India, and it'll prove to be the death of -ye, me boys. Oi'll just take another path to the rendezvous, and see if -we can't kind of waylay yez."</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[Pg 192]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXIV.</span> <span class="smaller">GRANT BEARDS THE LION.</span></h2> - -<p>It is now time to return to Grant Manning. It is well for the reader to -know how the lame youth became the innocent cause of all the trouble. -The night of the departure of Nattie and Mori on their trip to Nagasaki -found him through with his work at the usual hour.</p> - -<p>He parted from Mr. Burr at the door, and taking a <i>'rikisha</i>, started -for home. While passing through Main Street near the tea house where -Nattie had played the memorable game of hide-and-seek with Willis Round, -he caught sight of his friend, the secretary to the war minister.</p> - -<p>Grant was always ready to do business. Years spent in the counting-room -with his father had taught him the value of personal influence in -securing contracts. The expected order for arms and ammunition was too -valuable a prize for any chance to be neglected.</p> - -<p>His acquaintance with the secretary was of long standing. It had -commenced at a private school in Tokio, which both Grant and the -Japanese had attended in earlier days. The boyish friendship had -survived the passing of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">[Pg 193]</a></span> time—that greatest strain upon youthful -ties—and when the native gained his present position in the war office, -he remembered the Mannings.</p> - -<p>The greeting was cordial, and an adjournment was made to a private room -in the <i>chaya</i> or tea house. There the friends talked at length over -matters in general, and Grant was given many valuable hints concerning -the army contract.</p> - -<p>It was past eight o'clock when the conference ended. With mutual -<i>sayonaras</i>, or parting salutations, they separated at the door, and -Grant entered his waiting <i>jinrikisha</i>. Before the man could start the -vehicle a Japanese boy ran up, and with much bobbing of his quaint -little head, begged the favor of a word with the excellency.</p> - -<p>"What is it, my lad?" asked the lame youth, kindly.</p> - -<p>Between sobs and ready tears the boy explained that he was the son of -one Go-Daigo, a former porter in the warehouse under the <i>régime</i> of the -elder Manning. He was now ill of a fever, penniless, and in dire -misfortune. Would the excellency condescend to visit him at his house in -a street hard by the Shinto temple?</p> - -<p>"I am very sorry to hear of Go's misfortune," replied Grant, with -characteristic sympathy, "but wouldn't it answer the purpose if you take -this money," producing several <i>yen</i>, "and purchase food for him? -To-morrow<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">[Pg 194]</a></span> you can call at the office and I'll see what I can do for -him."</p> - -<p>The excellency's kindness was of the quality called "first-chop," but -the bedridden Go-Daigo was also suffering from remorse. He feared that -he would die, and he did not care to leave the world with a sin-burdened -soul. He knew a secret of value to the new firm. Would the excellency -call at once?</p> - -<p>"A secret concerning the new firm?" echoed Grant, his thoughts instantly -reverting to the Englishman and his son. "It may be something of -importance. Lead the way, child; I will follow."</p> - -<p>Ten minutes' travel through crooked streets brought the <i>'rikisha</i> to a -typical native house a hundred yards from a large, red-tiled temple. The -youthful guide led the way to the door and opened it; then he vanished -through an alley between the buildings.</p> - -<p>Grant passed on in, finding himself in an apartment unfurnished save by -a matting and several cheap rugs. A dim light burning in one corner -showed that the room was unoccupied. An opening screened by a gaudy bead -curtain pierced the farther partition.</p> - -<p>Clapping his hands to give notice of his arrival, the lame youth awaited -the appearance of some one connected with the house. Hearing a slight -noise behind him, he<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">[Pg 195]</a></span> turned in that direction. A couple of stalwart -natives advanced toward him from the outer door.</p> - -<p>Before Grant could ask a question, one of them sprang upon him, and with -a vicious blow of a club, felled him to the floor. The assault was so -rapid and withal so entirely unexpected that the unfortunate victim had -no time to cry out, or offer resistance.</p> - -<p>As he lay upon the matting, apparently lifeless, a youth stepped into -the room through the bead curtain. He bent over the prostrate form, and -after a brief examination, said, in Japanese:</p> - -<p>"You know how to strike, Raiko. You have put him to sleep as easily as a -cradle does a drowsy child. He won't recover his senses for an hour at -least. Bring the cart and take him down to the landing. First, change -his clothes; you may be stopped by a policeman."</p> - -<p>The coolie addressed, a stalwart native, with an evil, scarred face, -produced a number of garments from a chest, while his companion stripped -Grant of his handsome business suit. A few moments later he was roughly -clad in coarse shoes, tarry trousers, and an English jumper. A -neckkerchief and a woolen cap completed the transformation.</p> - -<p>As thus attired the lame youth resembled nothing more than an English or -American deep-water sailor. To<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">[Pg 196]</a></span> add to the disguise, the coolie -addressed as Raiko, rubbed grime upon the delicate white hands and face.</p> - -<p>Then a two-wheeled cart was brought to the door, and the pseudo mariner -dumped in and trundled down toward the docks. The youth, he who had -given the orders, and who was, as the reader has probably guessed, no -other than Ralph Black, left the house by another entrance, well pleased -at the success of his stratagem.</p> - -<p>Raiko and his cart were stopped by an inquisitive gendarme, but the -coolie had been primed with a ready excuse.</p> - -<p>"Plenty <i>sake</i>; foreign devil," he said, sententiously. "He drunk; take -him down to ship for two <i>yen</i>."</p> - -<p>The officer of the peace had seen many such cases in his career, and he -sauntered away to reflect on the peculiar habits of the foreigners from -beyond the water. On reaching the English <i>hatoba</i>, or dock, Raiko found -Ralph awaiting him.</p> - -<p>The merchant's son was enveloped in a huge cloak, and he carefully -avoided the circles of light cast by the electric globes. At his command -Grant was unceremoniously dumped into a rowboat moored alongside the -pier, then he followed with the stalwart coolie.</p> - -<p>Lying out in the bay was a coasting junk, with sails spread ready for -departure. Pulling alongside of this,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">[Pg 197]</a></span> poor Grant was lifted on board, -and ten minutes later the Japanese vessel was sailing down the Bay of -Tokio bound out.</p> - -<p>As the ungainly craft passed Cape King, and slouched clumsily into the -tossing waters of the ocean, the lame youth groaned, raised his hands to -his aching head, and sat up. He glanced about him at the unfamiliar -scene, then struggled to his feet. The swaying deck caused him to reel -and then stagger to the low bulwark.</p> - -<p>He thought he was dreaming. He looked at the white-capped waves -shimmering unsteadily under the moon's rays; the quaint, ribbed sails -looming above; the narrow stretch of deck ending in the high bow and -stern, and at the half-clad sailors watching him from the shadows.</p> - -<p>He glanced down at his tarred trousers and coarse shoes, then he gave a -cry of despair. It was not an ugly nightmare. It was stern reality. His -enemies had triumphed; he had been abducted.</p> - -<p>The proof of valor is the sudden test of a man's courage. The greatest -coward can face a peril if it is familiar to him. It is the unexpected -emergency—the blow from the dark; the onslaught from the rear—that -tries men's souls.</p> - -<p>The consternation caused by a shifting of scenes such as had occurred to -Grant can be imagined. From an<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">[Pg 198]</a></span> ordinary room in an ordinary native -house in Yokohama to the deck of a junk at sea, with all its weirdness -of detail to a landsman, is a decided change.</p> - -<p>The lame youth could be excused if he had sunk to the deck bewildered -and in the agonies of terror. But he did nothing of the sort. As soon as -he could command the use of his legs, he promptly marched over to a -sailor grinning in the shadows of the mainmast, and catching him by the -arm, sternly ordered him to bring the captain.</p> - -<p>"Be sharp about it, you dog," he added. "I will see the master of this -pirate or know the reason why."</p> - -<p>Awed by his tone, the fellow slunk off and speedily produced the captain -of the junk. But with him came Ralph Black, smoking a cigar, and with an -insolent smile upon his sallow face.</p> - -<p>"Ah! Grant, dear boy," he said, with a fine show of good fellowship; "I -see you have quite recovered from your little accident."</p> - -<p>"Accident, you scoundrel!" exclaimed the lame youth. "What do you mean? -I demand an explanation of this outrage. Why am I dragged out here like -a drunken sailor? You must be crazy to think that you can perpetrate -such an injury in this century without being punished."</p> - -<p>"I'll take the chances," replied Ralph, with a sneer.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">[Pg 199]</a></span> Then he added, -angrily: "Be careful how you call names, and remember once for all that -you are in my power, and if I say the word, these sailors will feed you -to the sharks. In fact, I really think it would be best, anyway."</p> - -<p>"I always thought you off color, but I never believed you would prove to -be such a cold-blooded villain as you undoubtedly are. You and your -worthy father couldn't meet business rivals in the open field of -competition, but you needs must resort to violence and underhand -methods. I'll have the pleasure of seeing both of you behind the bars -before——"</p> - -<p>With a snarl of rage, the merchant's son sprang upon the daring speaker. -Grasping him by the throat, he called loudly to the junk's captain:</p> - -<p>"Over with him, Yoritomo! Help me throw him into the sea. Dead men tell -no tales!"</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">[Pg 200]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXV.</span> <span class="smaller">A PLAN, AND ITS FAILURE.</span></h2> - -<p>The lower order of criminals are seldom courageous. Personal bravery is -not found in the same soul that harbors a disregard for laws human and -divine. The thief cornered in the dark will fight, but simply with the -desperation of a rat at bay.</p> - -<p>It was to this natural law that Grant owed his life. Yoritomo, the -captain of the junk, was a scoundrel at heart, but he had a wholesome -regard for justice as meted out in Japan. A number of years spent on the -penal farms had taught him discrimination.</p> - -<p>While there he had witnessed—and even assisted at—several executions -for murder, and the terror of the scene remained with him. A golden -bribe offered by the Blacks had purchased his services in the abduction -of Grant, but when Ralph, in his insane rage, called to him for -assistance in throwing the lame youth into the sea, he peremptorily -refused.</p> - -<p>Instead, he called several sailors to his aid, and rescued Grant from -Ralph's grasp.</p> - -<p>"I'll permit of no murder on my junk," he said in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">[Pg 201]</a></span> Japanese. "You have -paid me well to help you carry this fellow to the Bay of Sendai, and I -will do it, but no violence, sir."</p> - -<p>"What do you mean, dog?" shouted the discomfited youth. "How dare you -interfere? If I wish to get rid of him I'll do so."</p> - -<p>"Not on board this vessel," replied the captain, doggedly.</p> - -<p>"I suppose you are afraid of your neck?" sneered Ralph.</p> - -<p>"Yes, I am. I run enough danger as it is. How do we know that we were -not seen in Yokohama? My craft is engaged in trade along the coast, and -is well known. When your prisoner's absence is found out the authorities -will secure a list of all shipping leaving the port on such a date. I -will be suspected with the rest."</p> - -<p>Ralph remained silent. A craven at heart, he would not have dared attack -one physically able to offer resistance. The picture drawn by the -captain was not pleasant. What if the truth should be discovered? It -would mean disgrace and a long term in prison. And he had just -contemplated a murder!</p> - -<p>The punishment for such a crime is death. The youth shuddered at his -narrow escape. He scowled at his <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">[Pg 202]</a></span>prisoner, then stalked aft to the mean -little cabin under the shadow of the wing-like sails.</p> - -<p>Grant had been a silent spectator of the scene. When Ralph made the -violent attack on him, he struggled as best he could, but he was no -match for his athletic assailant, and would have undoubtedly succumbed -if it had not been for the timely aid of the captain.</p> - -<p>The latter's unexpected action sent a ray of hope through the lame -youth. Possibly he could be bribed to further assist him! Grant was -philosopher enough to know that honor does not exist among thieves. The -bonds of fraternity found among honest men is unknown in the criminal -walks of life.</p> - -<p>When Ralph left the deck Grant drew Yoritomo aside, and boldly proposed -a plan evolved at that moment by his fertile brain. He did not mince -words, but went to the point at once.</p> - -<p>"Captain, a word with you," he said. "I wish to tell you that you are -making a bad mistake in being a party to this abduction. You probably -know the laws of your country, but you do not know that such crimes -against foreigners are punishable by death in many cases."</p> - -<p>Yoritomo shifted uneasily, but made no reply.</p> - -<p>"Do you know who I am?" continued Grant, impressively.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">[Pg 203]</a></span></p><p>The captain shook his head.</p> - -<p>"Indeed! You must belong to one of the lower provinces, then. Have you -ever heard of the firm of Manning & Company, dealers and importing -merchants?"</p> - -<p>"Yes."</p> - -<p>"Well, my name is Grant Manning, and I am now head of the firm. I am -also a personal friend of his excellency, Yoshisada Udono, of the War -Department, and of the Superintendent of Prisons in Tokio. Ah, I see -that you know what the latter means. You have been a prisoner in your -time, eh?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, excellency."</p> - -<p>The words were respectful, and the lame youth took hope. He followed up -his advantage.</p> - -<p>"The young man who bribed you to assist in his nefarious plot is crazy. -No sane man would attempt such a desperate scheme nowadays. You are sure -to be discovered before many days. The detectives are even now after -you. I have relatives and friends who will move heaven and earth to -rescue me, or to secure revenge if aught happens to me. Discovery means -death to you. You are even now standing in the shadow of the gallows."</p> - -<p>Grant had lowered his voice to an impressive whisper. The tone, the -surroundings, the situation had their effect upon the listener. He -trembled from head to foot. He<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">[Pg 204]</a></span> fell upon his knees at his companion's -feet and begged for mercy.</p> - -<p>"Oh, excellency," he pleaded, "I crave your pardon. I acknowledge that I -am guilty. Mr. Black offered me a large sum to help in your abduction. I -need the money, for I am very poor. I accepted, and now I lose my life."</p> - -<p>"Not necessarily so," replied the lame youth, repressing a feeling of -exultation with difficulty. "If you will do as I say I will assure you -of a pardon, and promise you money in addition. What did the Blacks -agree to pay you?"</p> - -<p>"Two hundred <i>yen</i>, excellency."</p> - -<p>"And for that paltry sum, not equal to one hundred American dollars, you -have run such risks. You are a fool!"</p> - -<p>"Yes, excellency."</p> - -<p>"Now, I'll promise to see that you are not punished, and I will also -give you twice that amount if you head in to the nearest port and put me -ashore. What do you say?"</p> - -<p>Yoritomo hesitated.</p> - -<p>"Remember your fate when the authorities capture you, which they surely -will before long. Don't be a dolt, man. I will pay you double what the -Blacks promise, and assure you of a pardon besides."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">[Pg 205]</a></span></p><p>"Can you pay me the money now?" asked the captain, cunningly.</p> - -<p>He had evidently recovered from his fears—enough, anyway, to drive a -shrewd bargain.</p> - -<p>"Part of it, and give you good security for the balance," replied Grant, -confidently.</p> - -<p>He reached in the pocket where he generally kept his purse, but found it -empty. A hurried search disclosed the fact that his valuable gold watch -and a small diamond stud were also gone. He had been robbed.</p> - -<p>"The confounded thieves!" he exclaimed. "They have completely stripped -me."</p> - -<p>"Then you have no money?" asked Yoritomo, incredulously.</p> - -<p>"No; I have been robbed by those people. I will give you my word that -I'll pay you the four hundred <i>yen</i> the moment I set foot in Yokohama. -Or, if you wish, I'll write a note for the amount, and you can collect -it at any time."</p> - -<p>"Have you anything to prove that you are Grant Manning?" queried the -captain, suspiciously.</p> - -<p>Grant bit his lips in annoyance. The question boded ill for his chances -of escape. The hurried search through his pockets had shown him that he -had nothing left; not<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">[Pg 206]</a></span> even a letter or a scrap of paper. He was -compelled to answer in the negative.</p> - -<p>"I thought so," cried Yoritomo, scornfully. "You have tried to play a -pretty game, my brave youth, but it didn't work. You Grant Manning? Ha! -ha! ha! Mr. Black told me who you are. You are a rival in love, and he -is taking this means of getting rid of you. So you would try to wheedle -me with lies? I have a mind to let him throw you overboard as he -intended. Begone forward, or I'll tell my men to scourge you!"</p> - -<p>"You are making a serious mistake," replied Grant, with dignity. "You -will live to repent your actions. I am——"</p> - -<p>"Begone, I say!" interrupted the captain, menacingly. "Here, Tomo, Haki, -drive this fool forward!"</p> - -<p>Sick at heart and almost discouraged, the lame youth limped toward the -bow. As he passed the mainmast a coolie slipped from behind it and -entered the cabin. It was Raiko, Ralph's man. He had overheard the -futile attempt, and proceeded forthwith to tell his master.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">[Pg 207]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXVI.</span> <span class="smaller">GRANT ATTEMPTS TO ESCAPE.</span></h2> - -<p>During the rest of the voyage up the coast Grant was kept forward with -the sailors. Ralph carefully avoided him, and, in fact, seldom appeared -on deck.</p> - -<p>Shortly before midnight on the second day out the prisoner was awakened -from a troubled sleep by the entrance of several men in his little -apartment forward. One of these was Raiko. Without a word of -explanation, the coolie seized Grant and with the aid of his companions, -bound him hand and foot.</p> - -<p>An hour later the junk was brought to anchor and the sails furled. Then -a boat was lowered, and Grant, Ralph, and Raiko were rowed ashore by -members of the crew. As they left the craft, Yoritomo leaned over the -clumsy rail, and called out, sneeringly:</p> - -<p>"How about that four hundred <i>yen</i> and the free pardon? Your little plan -didn't work, eh? Farewell, excellency, Grant Manning!"</p> - -<p>The prisoner maintained a dignified silence, but at heart he felt sore -and discouraged. While on the junk he considered himself almost safe -from violence, but Ralph's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">[Pg 208]</a></span> cowardly assault and the grim, evil face of -the coolie. Raiko, boded little good.</p> - -<p>The night was clear, and a full moon cast its mellow rays over the -scene. The junk had anchored in an extensively landlocked bay. Across to -the right were several twinkling lights, proclaiming the presence of a -town. But where the boat had landed were simply clumps of bushes and -sandy dunes.</p> - -<p>The little party set out at once for the interior. Grant's feet had been -loosened, but his hands still remained fastened. Raiko walked in -advance, and it soon became evident that he was familiar with the -country. At the end of the first hour a halt was made in a grove of -trees near a hill.</p> - -<p>The coolie disappeared, leaving the prisoner in Ralph's care. After he -had gone Grant attempted to engage the merchant's son in conversation, -but without avail. He absolutely refused to speak. Presently Raiko -returned with three horses and another native.</p> - -<p>The lame youth was lifted upon one and secured in such a manner that he -could not escape; then the others were mounted by the remaining members -of the party and the march resumed.</p> - -<p>Raiko went first, as usual, then Ralph, leading the prisoner's steed, -and finally the new coolie bringing up the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">[Pg 209]</a></span> rear. It was a strange -procession, but there were none to witness it, the narrow paths followed -being entirely deserted.</p> - -<p>Several hours passed in this manner. The moon sank behind the western -mountains, leaving the scene in darkness. Mile after mile was covered -without a halt. The aspect of the country changed from hill to plain, -from valley to heights. Rivers were forded, bridges crossed, and lakes -skirted, and still no word between the members of the cavalcade.</p> - -<p>During all this time Grant had not remained idle. He was not a youth -prone to despair. The result of his conversation with the junk's captain -had certainly discouraged him for the moment, but with the vivacity of -youth he speedily recovered his spirits and set about for a way to -better his situation.</p> - -<p>In the first place, he found that the jolting of his mount, which he had -railed against at the commencement, had actually loosened his bonds. His -arms had been tied behind him with a leather thong around the wrists and -elbows.</p> - -<p>The discovery sent a thrill of hope through him. Working steadily, but -without making the slightest sound, he finally succeeded in freeing both -hands. The operation<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_210" id="Page_210">[Pg 210]</a></span> took some time, and it was not until after the -moon had disappeared that he completed the task.</p> - -<p>Meanwhile, his mind had also moved rapidly. He formulated a plan. It was -nothing less than to wait for a favorable opportunity, and to make a -bold dash for freedom. Burdened as he was, with a deformed and feeble -frame, Grant was no coward, nor was he lacking in valor of spirit.</p> - -<p>He knew that the attempt would be productive of danger. It would draw -the fire of his companions, and, moreover, lead to terrible risks to -life and limb, but he was perfectly willing to brave all if by so doing -he could effect his escape.</p> - -<p>During the weary hours spent on board the junk he had thought over his -abduction and the events leading to it. The actions of the Blacks were -almost inexplicable. It had never occurred to him that they would resort -to such desperate measures.</p> - -<p>He had read of such cases in books of romance treating of life in the -earlier centuries, but to believe that an English merchant in Japan -should carry off a business rival in the present day was almost beyond -his credulity.</p> - -<p>"It is the last move of a man driven to the wall," he had concluded, and -not without a feeling of triumph, it must be confessed. "We have taken -the market from him,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">[Pg 211]</a></span> and simply because the market chose to come to us, -and we have beaten his firm and others in both the export and import -trades. And as a final straw, it seemed as if the valuable army -contracts would also come to us. Fool! he should have known that Nattie -and Mori could easily secure them even if I had dropped out of sight."</p> - -<p>This was not so, and only his innate sense of modesty compelled him to -say it. Nattie and Mori, the Blacks, and all the foreign population of -Japan knew that only Grant could win the prize. His business tact, his -personal friendship with the powers at the head of the government, and -his well-known reputation for honesty were the virtues forming the -magnet that would attract the golden plum.</p> - -<p>The outrageous assault of Ralph on board the junk had shown Grant how -desperate his enemies were. It hinted strongly at nothing short of -murder. No man, no matter how brave, can walk in the shadow of a -threatened death without inwardly wishing himself free from danger.</p> - -<p>Grant was as others in the same situation. He was willing to face any -known peril to escape the unknown fate awaiting him at the end of the -journey. Then he had a natural desire to turn the tables on his enemies; -to cause<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">[Pg 212]</a></span> their defeat and punishment, and not least of all, to reach -Tokio in time to secured the coveted army contracts.</p> - -<p>As the night became darker the little party hovered together. As stated -before, Ralph was leading Grant's horse, and forming the rear of the -cavalcade was the new coolie. Raiko was almost out of sound ahead.</p> - -<p>The lame youth felt in his pockets, and to his great joy found a -penknife which had been overlooked by the greedy coolie. Waiting until -they rode into a narrow valley running between high hills, the prisoner -softly reached forward and severed the leading thong. Then, with a -fierce tug of his hands, he caused his mount to wheel sharply.</p> - -<p>This sudden action brought the horse ridden by Grant in collision with -that of the hindmost coolie. The shock unseated the fellow, who was -naturally unprepared, and he fell to the ground with a cry of terror. -Belaboring his steed with one hand, the prisoner dashed down the valley -like a whirlwind.</p> - -<p>He had not gone fifty yards before he heard a prodigious clatter of -hoofs, then with a loud report a revolver was discharged behind him. The -bullet flew wide of the mark, as could be expected under the -circumstances, but it served its purpose just the same.</p> - -<p>At the sound Grant's horse dashed sideways, stumbled over a hummock of -earth or rock, and with a crash,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_213" id="Page_213">[Pg 213]</a></span> animal and rider fell in a heap -against the edge of rising ground. Fortunately, the lame youth escaped -injury, but the terrific fall partially stunned him, and he was unable -to resist when, a moment later, Ralph rode up and seized him.</p> - -<p>Raiko followed close behind, and the other coolie limped up in time to -assist in rebinding the prisoner. After seeing him again seated upon the -horse, Ralph launched forth in a tirade of abuse, which he emphasized by -brutally striking the prisoner with his whip.</p> - -<p>"Thought you would give us the slip, eh?" he cried. "You crippled puppy. -I've a good notion to beat you to death! We're having too much trouble -with you, anyway, and I think I will end it right here."</p> - -<p>"You will receive full measure for this outrage some day, you coward," -retorted Grant, whose discomfiture had made him careless of -consequences. "None but a brute would act as you are doing. No, I'll not -stop talking. I don't care a snap of my little finger for your threats. -Do what you please, but remember there will be a day of retribution."</p> - -<p>The English youth evidently thought so, too, as he desisted, and -mounting, rode ahead with the leading strap attached to his saddle. This -time extra precautions were<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_214" id="Page_214">[Pg 214]</a></span> taken. Grant's legs were fastened by a -thong running under his horse, and his arms were securely bound.</p> - -<p>The journey was continued without halt or incident until a gradual -lighting of the eastern sky proclaimed the advent of dawn. The first -rays of the sun found the cavalcade upon the summit of a verdure-crowned -hill. Down below, nestling in the center of an extensive valley, was the -shimmering waters of a large lake, and, looming massively on the farther -shore, could be seen the ruins of an ancient feudal castle.</p> - -<p>"Thank goodness! the rendezvous at last!" exclaimed Ralph. "Now, to see -if Patrick is here before us."</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_215" id="Page_215">[Pg 215]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXVII.</span> <span class="smaller">IN FRONT OF THE OLD CASTLE.</span></h2> - -<p>In the meantime how had Nattie and his party fared in their pursuit of -the wily Irishman? It will be remembered that Sumo had gone ahead as a -scout, leaving the others to follow more at leisure. This was found -necessary by the increasing difficulty of drawing the <i>jinrikishas</i> -along the primitive path.</p> - -<p>It had narrowed in places to such an extent that only by the most -careful efforts could the vehicles be taken past. The road became -obstructed with huge bowlders, fallen from the surrounding heights, and -finally the trunk of a large tree, shattered by lightning, was -encountered.</p> - -<p>"We will have to leave the <i>'rikishas</i> in charge of one of the men," -answered Nattie, regretfully.</p> - -<p>"It will handicap us considerably," replied Mori, in the same tone. "We -cannot expect to catch up with Patrick, mounted as he is. From the speed -he has been making, though, his animal must be tired out. I think—what -is up now?"</p> - -<p>The question was called forth by a peculiar action on Nattie's part. The -lad had been standing intently eying<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_216" id="Page_216">[Pg 216]</a></span> the fallen monarch of the forest. -Suddenly he tossed his helmet into the air with a cry of joy.</p> - -<p>"What fools we are!" he added. "Why, this tree has been here at least a -month."</p> - -<p>"Well, what of it?"</p> - -<p>"Mori, I am ashamed of you. Can't you see that a horse couldn't pass -here? Look at those limbs and that mass of foliage. If Patrick is ahead -of us he must have abandoned his horse. Where is the animal?"</p> - -<p>"By Jove! you are right. The Irishman must have doubled on us after -meeting that priest. Idiots that we are to permit a man like that to -pull the wool over our eyes. We must go back and take the other road."</p> - -<p>Before Nattie could reply, Sumo scrambled over the tree and advanced -toward them.</p> - -<p>"Masters, the red-bearded foreigner has deceived us. I met a man half a -<i>ris</i> up the path. He has been working there since daylight, and he says -no one has passed him except the priest."</p> - -<p>"That settles it," exclaimed Mori.</p> - -<p>"Come; we must return to the crossroad."</p> - -<p>"I have also learned that this path and the main road meet about five -<i>ris</i> beyond this hill," continued Sumo.</p> - -<p>The coolie's information was indeed welcome, and little time was lost in -retracing their steps. On reaching the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_217" id="Page_217">[Pg 217]</a></span> crossroad, however, darkness, -which had been threatening for some time, settled down. The coming of -night presented a serious obstacle to the continuation of the pursuit.</p> - -<p>"I am afraid we must put up somewhere until morning," said Mori, as the -party halted.</p> - -<p>Nattie instantly expostulated.</p> - -<p>"We will never be able to trace Patrick," he insisted. "No, we must keep -on, darkness or no darkness."</p> - -<p>"And run the risk of passing him during the night, eh? If he is cunning -enough to fool us once, he'll certainly try it again. No, our best plan -is to proceed to Invoro, a small village, a couple of miles from here, -and rest until daylight. Then we can resume the pursuit with some chance -of tracking the Irishman. Anyway, we are reasonably certain his -destination is the caves at the foot of Bandai-San."</p> - -<p>Nattie was forced to acknowledge the wisdom of his companion's plan, but -it was with a heavy heart that he gave his consent. The trip to the -village was made without incident. Accommodations were secured at a -primitive tea house, and preparations made for spending the night.</p> - -<p>Inquiry elicited the cheering news that a foreigner such as described -had passed through the town several hours<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_218" id="Page_218">[Pg 218]</a></span> previous. He had halted to -secure food for himself and horse, and had then continued his journey.</p> - -<p>"We are still on the right track, you see," said Mori, to Nattie. "Don't -worry, old boy. This road leads to the volcano, and all we need do is to -set out at daybreak and go straight to the caves. I am so sure that we -will find Grant there that I have dispatched a messenger to the governor -of this district asking for the assistance of the rural police."</p> - -<p>"I don't place much faith in them," replied Nattie, doubtfully. "I think -we had better proceed alone until we are thoroughly sure Ralph Black and -Grant are at the caves. Then we can send for reinforcements. A large -body of police would only give the alarm, and probably drive them -somewhere else in search of a hiding place."</p> - -<p>"All right; I will leave word to hold the gendarmes here until we call -for them. Now try to get a little sleep. You will tire yourself out and -retard the recovery of that shoulder."</p> - -<p>The lad protested that he could not close his eyes, but nature demanded -her meed of rest, and he slumbered soundly until the party was called at -the first signs of day. After a brief breakfast the chase was resumed, -all feeling remarkably refreshed by the night's rest.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_219" id="Page_219">[Pg 219]</a></span></p><p>"I feel like a new man," announced Mori, quaffing huge draughts of the -brisk morning air from his <i>'rikisha</i>. "I really believe I am good for a -dozen Patricks if it comes to a tussle."</p> - -<p>"Which it is bound to do," replied Nattie, cheerily. "You can anticipate -a fight, old fellow. Ralph Black and Willis Round will not give up -without a struggle. Why, imagine what defeat means to them! They will be -compelled to leave the country immediately."</p> - -<p>"If we permit them to," interposed the Japanese youth, meaningly. "Yes, -you are right. With their scheme ruined, the house of Black will tumble -like a mansion built of cards. If captured, they will be brought to -trial before the English Minister and probably sentenced to a long term -in prison. They must have been desperate to resort to such a plan."</p> - -<p>"It's gold—bright, yellow gold, my dear boy," replied his companion, -sagely. "It is only another case of man selling his liberty, if not his -soul, for the almighty dollar. The hundred thousand <i>yen</i> profit in -those army contracts proved too much for the Englishman. And I guess -personal revenge has something to do with it."</p> - -<p>"No doubt. Still it is hard to believe that a sane man would take such -chances. I wonder what they expected to do after the awarding of the -contracts? They surely<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_220" id="Page_220">[Pg 220]</a></span> could not hope to keep Grant a prisoner for many -months?"</p> - -<p>"I have thought it over, and I believe Mr. Black expected to clear out -after furnishing the arms and ammunition, if he secured the prize. He -felt that his business had dwindled after the organization of our firm, -and that he might as well retire with the money realized if he could. He -did not anticipate that we would discover his plot and pursue his son."</p> - -<p>"Well, I am glad to say that he is mightily mistaken."</p> - -<p>The invigorating air of the early morning hours caused the <i>jinrikisha</i> -men to race along the road at their utmost speed, and it was not long -before the party arrived at the spot where the path taken the night -before rejoined the main thoroughfare.</p> - -<p>A short rest was taken, then, with renewed strength, the pursuit was -continued. At the end of an hour a lake was sighted some distance ahead. -It was a large body of water, evidently grandly situated in a basin -formed by three hills and a lofty mountain. Pointing to the latter, -which reared its conical head twelve thousand feet above the level of -the lake, Mori said, impressively:</p> - -<p>"The volcano of Bandai-San."</p> - -<p>"And at its base are the caves?" eagerly asked Nattie.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_221" id="Page_221">[Pg 221]</a></span></p><p>"Yes, the mud caves where we hope Ralph and Mr. Round have taken their -prisoner."</p> - -<p>"What is that on the edge of the lake? It seems to be a ruin."</p> - -<p>"That's the <i>shiro</i>, or old castle of Yamagata. By Jove! I had forgotten -that it was here. It is a feudal pile, and has a quaint history. I will -tell you something of it as we ride along. The road passes the -entrance."</p> - -<p>Bidding the <i>karumayas</i> run together, Mori continued:</p> - -<p>"It was a stronghold of an ancient <i>daimio</i>, or prince. He ruled the -country around here for many years. He was very wealthy, and spent an -immense sum of money on the castle. You can see by its extent and the -material that it cost no small amount. The walls are of stone, some of -the blocks being forty feet long by ten feet in width, and many have a -thickness of an English yard.</p> - -<p>"Those two lofty towers were once surmounted with huge fish made of -copper, and covered with plates of gold. You can imagine the temptation -to the peasants. One windy night a robber mounted an immense kite and -tried to fly to the top of the first tower for the purpose of stealing -the golden scales, but he was caught and boiled alive in oil."</p> - -<p>"They had an extremely pleasant manner of executing<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_222" id="Page_222">[Pg 222]</a></span> people in Japan in -the early days," remarked Nattie, with a shrug of his shoulders.</p> - -<p>"Yes, but during the same period, my boy, the English broke their -criminals on a wheel, and quartered them. It was six of one and half a -dozen of the other."</p> - -<p>By this time the party had neared the ruined entrance to the castle. -Nattie's curiosity had been aroused by Mori's tale, and he leaned -forward to tell his <i>jinrikisha</i> man to stop, when there came a -clattering of hoofs from the interior of the castle, and a cavalcade -rode out upon the broken drawbridge.</p> - -<p>Hoarse cries of mutual surprise rang out, then both parties came to a -sudden halt facing each other. A wild shout of joy came from Nattie:</p> - -<p>"Grant! Grant! I have found you at last!"</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_223" id="Page_223">[Pg 223]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXVIII.</span> <span class="smaller">SUMO'S ARMY.</span></h2> - -<p>For a better understanding of what follows it will be well to explain -the situation of the castle of Yamagata, and its general construction.</p> - -<p>It was located on the southern edge of Lake Inawashiro, and covered a -large extent of ground.</p> - -<p>The main portion of the building was well preserved, consisting of a -line of massive stone battlements with a lofty tower at each end. In the -interior rose a shattered wall, all that was left of the extensive -partitions.</p> - -<p>There were two entrances, one at the main drawbridge, still in good -condition, and another nearer the lake. The latter was choked up with -stones and various <i>débris</i>. A moat ran around three sides of the pile, -connecting with the lake, which touched the fourth wall.</p> - -<p>The road ran past the front of the castle, and in the vicinity were -numerous huts occupied by coolies working in the rice fields. An -extensive forest of maple and willows lined a good part of the lake. -Rising in the distance to the north was the majestic peak of Bandai-San.</p> - -<p>So much for description.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_224" id="Page_224">[Pg 224]</a></span></p><p>When Nattie and Mori heard the tramping of horses in the interior they -were entirely unprepared to see issue from the main entrance a cavalcade -composed of Ralph Black, Willis Round and Patrick Cronin, with Grant a -prisoner in the center.</p> - -<p>The party was further augmented by Raiko and two brother coolies. For an -instant the mutual surprise was so great that neither side made a -movement. Nattie broke the spell by leaping from his <i>'rikisha</i> with the -glad cry:</p> - -<p>"Grant! Grant! I have found you at last!"</p> - -<p>The words had scarcely left his lips when Ralph Black, who was in -advance, dashed the spurs into his horse, and whirled around. There was -a brief scramble and confusion, then the whole cavalcade rode -helter-skelter back into the castle.</p> - -<p>Grant was dragged with them, being still tied hand and foot. An instant -later, an ancient portcullis, which had survived the ravages of time, -fell into place with a crash, completely blocking the entrance.</p> - -<p>The sudden retreat of Ralph and his party left Nattie and Mori staring -after them as if powerless to move. Their inaction did not last long, -however. Wild with rage they darted across the drawbridge, but only to -find the portcullis—an arrangement of timbers joined across one another -after the manner of a harrow—barring their way.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[Pg 225]</a></span></p><p>Seizing one part of it, Nattie attempted to force himself through, but -he was met with a bullet that whizzed past his head in dangerous -proximity to that useful member. Simultaneous with the report there -appeared on the other side Ralph and the ex-bookkeeper.</p> - -<p>Both carried revolvers, which they flourished menacingly. Deeming -discretion the better part of valor, Nattie and Mori dodged behind a -projecting corner of the massive entrance. A taunting laugh came to -their ears.</p> - -<p>"Why don't you come in and rescue your brother, you coward?" called out -the merchant's son. "What are you afraid of?"</p> - -<p>The epithet and the insulting tone was too much for Nattie's hot young -blood, and he was on the point of rushing forth from his shelter, -regardless of consequences, when he was forcibly detained by Mori.</p> - -<p>"Stop! Don't be foolish," explained the young Japanese. "He is only -trying to get a shot at you."</p> - -<p>"But I can't stand being called a coward by a cur like that."</p> - -<p>"We will repay him in good time. We have them cornered, and all we have -to do is to see that they don't get away while we send for the -authorities. Don't ruin everything by your rashness."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[Pg 226]</a></span></p><p>"Why don't you storm the castle like the knights of old?" jeered Ralph, -just then. "We are waiting for you."</p> - -<p>"You are a scoundrel and a fool," retorted Nattie, grimly, heeding his -companion's advice. "We've got you in a trap, and we'll mighty soon turn -you and your brother conspirators over to the law."</p> - -<p>"Talk is cheap," replied a voice from within the castle, but there was -far less confidence in the tone. The speaker was Willis Round. Presently -Patrick made himself heard.</p> - -<p>"Why don't yez lift that fine-tooth comb thing and go out and fight -them?" he asked, impatiently. "It's meself that can whip the whole lot, -although Oi shouldn't be the one to tell it. Sally forth, Oi say, and -sweep the spalpanes intid the lake."</p> - -<p>It is unnecessary to say that his belligerent proposal was not adopted -by his more discreet companions. There was a murmur of voices, as if the -three were holding a consultation, then all became quiet.</p> - -<p>In the meantime, Nattie and Mori looked about them. Back in the road -were the <i>karumayas</i>, still standing near their <i>jinrikishas</i>. One of -the porters was with them, but Sumo had disappeared. The absence of the -giant native struck the boys as peculiar, and they wondered whether he -had fled at the first shot.</p> - -<p>Through the forest on the right they saw the outlines<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[Pg 227]</a></span> of several huts, -and running toward the castle were three or four natives, evidently -attracted by the revolver report. Turning their attention to themselves -Nattie and Mori found that they were in a peculiar situation.</p> - -<p>Where they had taken refuge was a spot behind the projecting stone frame -of the main entrance. There the drawbridge extended out a few feet, -barely permitting room for two. There was no way of retreating from it -save across the bridge in plain view of those in the castle.</p> - -<p>"Whew! We are nicely situated," remarked Mori. "How are we going to -reach the road, I wonder?"</p> - -<p>"I guess we'll have to run for it," replied Nattie, doubtfully.</p> - -<p>"Yes, and get potted before we had gone three steps."</p> - -<p>"Wait, I'll peep out and see if they are still on guard."</p> - -<p>Cautiously edging his way toward the center of the bridge, the lad -glanced into the interior of the castle. He dodged back with great -promptness, and said, with a grimace:</p> - -<p>"That bloodthirsty Irishman is standing near the portcullis with two big -revolvers pointed this way."</p> - -<p>"Where are the others?"</p> - -<p>"I couldn't see them."</p> - -<p>Mori looked grave.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[Pg 228]</a></span></p><p>"They are up to some trick," he said. "I wonder if there is any way by -which they could leave?"</p> - -<p>"Not without they find a boat, or try to swim the lake."</p> - -<p>"Don't be too sure of it. These old <i>shiros</i> sometimes contain secret -passages leading from the interior. They could fool us nicely if they -should stumble across a tunnel running under the moat."</p> - -<p>"Confound it! we can't remain here like two birds upon a limb," -exclaimed Nattie, impatiently. "We'll have to make a dash for it. Come -on; I'll lead."</p> - -<p>He gathered himself together to dart across the fifteen feet of bridge, -but before he could start a loud hail came from the forest to the north -of the castle.</p> - -<p>Looking in that direction, they saw Sumo advancing with a whole host of -natives. There were at least forty in the party, and each appeared to be -armed with some sort of weapon. There were ancient guns, long spears, -swords, reaping hooks and a number of plain clubs.</p> - -<p>With this martial array at his heels the giant porter approached the -scene, bearing himself like a general at the head of a legion. As he -walked, he flourished the sword given him by Mori, and kept up a running -fire of orders to his impromptu command. At another time it would have -been comical in the extreme, but under the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[Pg 229]</a></span>circumstances, both Nattie -and Mori hailed his appearance with joy.</p> - -<p>Alas for their hopes!</p> - -<p>"Courage, masters!" shouted Sumo. "Wait where you are. We will drive the -scoundrels from their stronghold. March faster, my braves; get ready to -charge."</p> - -<p>But at that interesting moment the little army arrived opposite the -entrance. "Bang, bang!" went Patrick's revolvers, and in the twinkling -of an eye the whole forty natives took to their heels, bestrewing the -road with a choice collection of farming implements, ancient swords and -clubs.</p> - -<p>Sumo had discretion enough to drop behind a stump, from which place of -safety he watched the flight of his forces with feelings too harrowing -to mention.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[Pg 230]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXIX.</span> <span class="smaller">A MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE.</span></h2> - -<p>Despite their position, Nattie and Mori were compelled to laugh. And -from within came a hoarse burst of merriment that fairly shook the air.</p> - -<p>"Ha, ha! ho, ho! Look at the monkeys, will ye! Watch them run at the -sound of a shot. Worra! Patrick Cronin, did ye live to see the day when -forty men would scoot from the sight of yer face?"</p> - -<p>The fellow's taunts were cut short in a manner unpleasant to his -feelings. While he was dancing about inside, crowing over his victory, -Mori crept behind his shelter and let drive with his pistol. The bullet -cut a hole in Patrick's sleeve, and sent him backward in hot haste.</p> - -<p>Seeing their advantage, both Nattie and the young Japanese darted across -the drawbridge, reaching the shelter of the forest without mishap. There -they were joined by Sumo, who appeared thoroughly discomfited.</p> - -<p>"I thought they would fight, masters," he explained. "But it seems they -would rather work in the paddy fields than face firearms. We are not all -like that. If you wish,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[Pg 231]</a></span> I will face that red-bearded foreigner myself, -and I'll cut his comb for him, too."</p> - -<p>"That is not necessary, Sumo," replied Nattie, with a smile. "We know -you are brave, but we won't put you to such a test. A man's strength is -as nothing before a leaden bullet."</p> - -<p>"One good thing," said Mori, "we are away from that trap on the -drawbridge. Now we must arrange to capture the scoundrels. Sumo, who is -a good man to send to the nearest town for police?"</p> - -<p>The porter recommended one of the <i>karumayas</i>, and the fellow was -immediately dispatched on a run with a written message to the chief -official of the province. This matter attended to, Nattie and the young -Japanese enlisted the services of a part of Sumo's former forces and -established a line of spies around the land side of the castle.</p> - -<p>Several natives were sent to a small village on the shore of the lake -for boats, then the two youthful commanders established themselves -within hailing distance of the castle entrance. They could see Patrick -pacing up and down, still alert.</p> - -<p>Nattie waved his white handkerchief as a flag of truce, and hailed him.</p> - -<p>"What do yez want?" growled the fellow, angrily.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[Pg 232]</a></span></p><p>"Tell Ralph Black to come to the door."</p> - -<p>"Not Oi. Oi'm no sarvant for the likes of yez."</p> - -<p>"But I wish to speak with him, fool. It will be to his interest, -probably."</p> - -<p>"I am here," suddenly replied a voice, and the merchant's son showed -himself through the portcullis. "What have you to say, Nattie Manning?"</p> - -<p>"I want to tell you that you will save time and trouble by surrendering -my brother."</p> - -<p>"You don't say!" sneered Ralph. "And suppose we don't look at it in that -light?"</p> - -<p>"You are a fool, that's all."</p> - -<p>"It is easy to call names out there."</p> - -<p>"It would be still easier if I had you here."</p> - -<p>"Let me explain matters a little, Ralph," spoke up Mori, quietly. "You -are in a bad box, and you know it. You and your father have committed a -serious crime against the law by abducting Grant, and you will suffer -for it."</p> - -<p>"That's our lookout," was the reckless reply.</p> - -<p>"We have arranged matters so that you cannot hope to escape," continued -the young Japanese. "We have sent a messenger to the authorities, and in -the course of a few hours a force of police will come to our assistance. -It will then be an easy matter to capture you."</p> - -<p>"You think so?"</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[Pg 233]</a></span></p><p>"We know it to be so."</p> - -<p>"Don't be too sure, John."</p> - -<p>Now, if there is anything on earth that will anger a native of Japan, it -is the appellation "John." It places them on the same level with the -Chinamen in America, who conduct the familiar and omnipresent laundry, -and, look you, the Japanese rightly consider themselves much above their -brother Asiatics.</p> - -<p>Mori felt the insult keenly, but he was too much of a gentleman to -retort in kind. Nattie—hot-tempered, impulsive lad—could not restrain -himself.</p> - -<p>"You cowardly brute!" he shouted, shaking his fist at Ralph. "I'd give -half of what I expect to own on this earth to have you before me for -five minutes."</p> - -<p>The merchant's son paled with anger, but he discreetly ignored the -challenge.</p> - -<p>"What would you do, blowhard?" he blustered. "You think yourself -something, but I can bring even you to your knees."</p> - -<p>"We will see about that when the officers of the law arrive," replied -Nattie, grimly.</p> - -<p>"As I said before, don't be too sure. I have not played all my cards."</p> - -<p>Mori and Nattie exchanged glances. What could the fellow mean? Ralph -speedily informed them.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[Pg 234]</a></span></p><p>"Do you think I would tamely submit to arrest and go from here with the -certain knowledge that my destination would be a long term in a prison?" -he snarled. "Do you think I am a fool? I have a safeguard here in the -person of your puny, crippled brother."</p> - -<p>Again Mori and Nattie asked themselves what the fellow meant. Was it -possible he would be villain enough to resort to personal violence. The -younger Manning paled at the very thought.</p> - -<p>"What would you do?" he called out, and his voice was unsteady.</p> - -<p>Ralph laughed, triumphantly.</p> - -<p>"I see I have touched the right spot," he replied. "I'll tell you in a -very few words. If you do not permit us to go free from here and give -your solemn promise—I guess you had better put it in writing—that you -will not molest us for this, and also that you will withdraw from the -competition for those army contracts, I'll kill Grant Manning with my -own hands."</p> - -<p>Nattie was very white when the English youth finished. His worst fears -were realized. That Ralph meant what he said he firmly believed. Not so -Mori.</p> - -<p>"Don't pay any attention to his threats," whispered the latter. "He is -only trying what you Americans call a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[Pg 235]</a></span> 'bluff.' He wouldn't dare do any -such thing. He thinks too much of his own neck, the precious scoundrel."</p> - -<p>As if in refutation of his opinion, Ralph called out in determined -tones:</p> - -<p>"I mean what I say. I would rather hang than live ten or fifteen years -in prison. I leave it to you. You can take your choice. I will give you -ten minutes to make up your minds, and if, at the end of that time, you -do not agree to my terms it'll be the last of your brother."</p> - -<p>"Come away where we can talk without being under the eye of that -miserable villain," said Mori, gravely.</p> - -<p>"Wait; I wish to try a last chance," replied Nattie. He added in a loud -voice: "In the castle, there. Willis Round, Cronin, do you intend to -abide by Ralph Black's murderous proposition?"</p> - -<p>"That Oi do, and if he'd take my advice, he'd kill th' lot of yez," -instantly replied the Irishman.</p> - -<p>The ex-bookkeeper's answer was longer in coming, and it was not so -emphatic, but it was to the same effect. Nattie was turning away sadly -when he heard Grant's familiar voice saying, resolutely:</p> - -<p>"Do not give in, brother. Wait for the police, and you can capture them. -Ralph won't——"</p> - -<p>The sentence remained unfinished. The speaker's captors had evidently -interposed with effect. Nattie and Mori<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[Pg 236]</a></span> walked sadly to the edge of the -forest. They left Sumo in front of the entrance on watch.</p> - -<p>"There isn't any use talking about it," said the former. "We must agree -to his terms. I wouldn't have a hair of Grant's head harmed for all the -contracts on earth. True, he may be lying, but it is better to run no -risks. What do you think about it?"</p> - -<p>"I believe you are right. We will permit them to go free, but we'll wait -until the expiration of the time mentioned. Perhaps something will turn -up. I hate to see that scoundrel and his mates crowing over us."</p> - -<p>"I have known Ralph Black a great many years, but I never thought he -would prove to be such a thoroughly heartless and desperate villain. As -a boy he was headstrong and willful. He delighted in cruelty to animals, -and was brutal to those weaker than himself, but I little dreamed he -would come to this."</p> - -<p>"The boy was father to the man," replied Mori, philosophically. "He had -it in him from birth. It is hereditary; see what his father is. Well, -the time is almost up, and we might as well go and confess ourselves -beaten. Ugh! it is a bitter pill to swallow."</p> - -<p>On rejoining Sumo they found that worthy moving uneasily about in front -of the entrance. They saw also that the space behind the portcullis was -empty. The tramping<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[Pg 237]</a></span> of horses came from within, but there were no signs -of Ralph or his companions.</p> - -<p>"Where in the deuce have they gone?" exclaimed Nattie, anxiously.</p> - -<p>"I do not know, excellency," replied the porter. "The funny man with the -fire hair and the youth went away from the door a few minutes ago. The -tall, thin man, ran up to them and said something in a voice full of -joy, then they all disappeared."</p> - -<p>"Something is up," exclaimed Mori, then he hailed the castle in a loud -voice. There was no reply. Nattie repeated the summons, but with the -same result. Now thoroughly alarmed, he and the young Japanese advanced -to the portcullis and beat upon it with their weapons.</p> - -<p>An echoing sound came from the gloomy interior, but that was all. Sumo -was instantly bidden to bring men with axes, and others were sent along -the shore of the lake to see if an attempt at escape had been made.</p> - -<p>In due time the barrier at the entrance was broken away, and the two -lads, followed by their native allies, rushed past into the ruins. Over -in one corner of what had been the main yard were five horses tethered -to several posts. Stores and articles of clothing were scattered about, -but of the fugitive party there was no sign.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[Pg 238]</a></span></p> - -<p>A hasty search was made of the different apartments; the remains of the -roof were examined; the outer walls inspected, but at last Nattie and -his companions were compelled to acknowledge themselves baffled. The -entire party, prisoner and all, had mysteriously disappeared.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[Pg 239]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXX.</span> <span class="smaller">THE TRAGEDY IN THE TUNNEL.</span></h2> - -<p>Greatly puzzled, the lads searched the interior again and again. Not a -place large enough to accommodate even a dog was omitted. The towers -were mere shells, with here and there a huge beam of wood, all that was -left of the different floors.</p> - -<p>A door opening upon the lake was found, but it had been impassable for -years. Masses of <i>débris</i>, encumbering the castle, were moved about, but -nothing was discovered until finally the giant, Sumo, while delving into -the darkest corner of the most remote apartment, suddenly stepped into a -hole, and narrowly saved himself by grasping at the edge.</p> - -<p>His cries brought the whole party helter-skelter into the room. A torch -of resinous pine was lighted, and the mystery revealed. The hole was the -jagged entrance to a tunnel, the bottom of which was dimly visible in -the rays cast by the flickering light.</p> - -<p>"It is a secret exit from the castle," cried Nattie. "Quick! bring other -torches; we must follow at once."</p> - -<p>"I thought we would find something of the kind," <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[Pg 240]</a></span>remarked Mori, no less -excited. "All these old <i>shiros</i> have such outlets. It is fortunate we -have found this so easily. The other party cannot be very far in -advance."</p> - -<p>There was much running about, but finally a start was made with an ample -supply of torches. Sumo was the only native that could be induced to -accompany the lads, the others hanging back in superstitious terror.</p> - -<p>Word was left with one of the <i>'rikisha</i> men to hold the police at the -castle until word arrived, then Nattie and Mori eagerly descended into -the cavity, Sumo bringing up the rear with the sticks of pine and his -ancient sword.</p> - -<p>A few crumbling steps led to the bottom, which was about twelve or -thirteen feet from the floor. A little heap of dust at the lower level -bore the imprints of several feet. It was proof enough that the -fugitives had entered the tunnel.</p> - -<p>A couple of yards from the entrance the excavation made a sharp descent. -The floor was thick with slime, and moisture dripped from overhead. The -tunnel became smaller and smaller and traces of masonry were found.</p> - -<p>"We are passing under the moat," said Mori, elevating his torch. "Ugh! -what a dreadful place this is."</p> - -<p>Nattie made no reply. He walked ahead steadily, and ever kept his eyes -in advance, as if eager to catch sight of the fugitives. Huge rats -peered at the party from<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[Pg 241]</a></span> sheltered nooks, or darted across their path, -as if careless of molestation. The silence was intense; the solitude -painful.</p> - -<p>Presently the air became foul. It was thick and heavy with an odor like -that of a tomb. On turning a corner they suddenly came upon a row of -human skeletons stretched out in an orderly manner upon the floor. It -was a ghastly spectacle, and brought a terrified cry from Sumo. He -stopped and appeared unwilling to cross the bones.</p> - -<p>"Come on, or remain alone," said Nattie, grimly.</p> - -<p>The giant porter promptly followed them, but his huge frame shook with -superstitious fear. At the end of five minutes, a brief halt was made. -The tunnel was filled with a dark, moldy air, difficult to breathe. -Gasping and coughing, Mori turned an inquiring eye to his friend.</p> - -<p>"We must not turn back," replied the lad. "They passed through here, and -we can also. Come; we are losing time. See, the torches are burning out. -If we do not hasten we will be left in darkness."</p> - -<p>The very possibility of such a dread occurrence sent the trio on almost -at a run. To be left in darkness in the tunnel, with its ghastly -tenants, was terrifying to contemplate. Sumo magnified the horrors a -hundredfold through his ignorance, and his plight was pitiful to see.</p> - -<p>On, on; the torches flickering; grotesque shadows <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[Pg 242]</a></span>surrounding them; the -atmosphere becoming more dank and difficult to breathe with each passing -moment. Huge rodents pattering before, their sharp, piercing eyes -gleaming like the optics of fleeing demons; a dripping of water here and -puddles of foul scum there.</p> - -<p>Only one thing strengthened the little party as they sped along, and -that was the knowledge that other humans had passed through the same -horrors but a few brief moments before.</p> - -<p>"How much farther?" gasped Mori, for the tenth time.</p> - -<p>"How much farther?" echoed Sumo, with a groan.</p> - -<p>"Heart up," replied Nattie, redoubling his speed. "We must be almost -there. Don't give up. Remember Ralph and the others took the same -journey. Are they more brave than we?"</p> - -<p>"You are right, my boy. We must persist; the end cannot be far away."</p> - -<p>They had already traveled a distance at least equal to two city blocks. -The tunnel had made various turns, but as yet they had not encountered -any side excavations. This was fortunate, as it permitted them to -continue ahead without any doubt as to the proper passage.</p> - -<p>Presently, to the unspeakable delight of all three, the air became less -foul.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[Pg 243]</a></span></p><p>"We are almost there," cried Nattie, cheerily. "Courage, courage!"</p> - -<p>It was time. The torches, mere pine slivers, had burned away until only -a few inches remained. They had started with an ample supply, but while -passing the ghastly array of skeletons, Sumo had dropped the reserve -bundle in his terror.</p> - -<p>Suddenly the one carried by Mori gave out; then Nattie's gave a feeble -splutter and expired. Presently, however, the floor in the tunnel began -to brighten, and finally, on turning a corner, a feeble speck of light -became perceptible in the distance.</p> - -<p>"The end, thank God!" shouted Mori.</p> - -<p>The echoes of his voice had hardly died away when a most dreadful thing -happened. Without the slightest warning to herald its approach there -came a terrific rending shock. It seemed as if the very bowels of the -earth had collapsed in one great crash.</p> - -<p>Nattie and Mori and Sumo were thrown to the ground with violent force, -and there they lay mercifully deprived of consciousness, while around -them the walls and roof and floor of the tunnel heaved and pitched in -the throes of an earthquake.</p> - -<p>The disturbance only lasted a moment, but it was some time before the -little party recovered. Nattie was the first<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[Pg 244]</a></span> to stagger to his feet. -The torch had gone out, leaving an impenetrable darkness. The welcoming -light—the light proclaiming the exit from the tunnel—had disappeared.</p> - -<p>The lad was bewildered, almost daft, and small wonder. He lurched about -until at last he stumbled and fell across Mori. The shock brought the -young Japanese to his senses. Then Sumo scrambled to his feet.</p> - -<p>Panic-stricken, they started to run. Slipping, staggering, sorely -bruising themselves against the sides of the passage, they fled in -overwhelming terror. A yard, ten yards, a hundred yards, and then they -brought up with a crash against an impenetrable barrier of rock and earth.</p> - -<p>The exit was closed!</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[Pg 245]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXXI.</span> <span class="smaller">RALPH SECURES REINFORCEMENTS.</span></h2> - -<p>"The exit is closed!"</p> - -<p>The cry came simultaneously from all three. Shrill and with a terrible -weight of despair it echoed through the tunnel. Then came a weird -crooning. It was the death-song of Sumo's people.</p> - -<p>Mori stopped him with a fierce command, saying, harshly:</p> - -<p>"Silence, dog! Would you add to our misery? Silence, I say!"</p> - -<p>The result of civilization now became apparent. The first natural -feeling of terror passed, the reaction came, and both Nattie and the -young Japanese were able to discuss their situation with more or less -calmness.</p> - -<p>"This is dreadful, simply dreadful," said the latter; "but we must face -it and see what can be done to save ourselves."</p> - -<p>"What was it, an earthquake?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, but not much of a shock. We felt it down here; above ground it was -simply a wave of minor strength."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[Pg 246]</a></span></p><p>"But others may come, masters," exclaimed the porter, with chattering -teeth.</p> - -<p>"You are right. We must hasten back the way we came. The shock has -barred our passage in this direction; only the castle exit remains to -us."</p> - -<p>There was little time lost in commencing the retreat. Grasping hands the -three staggered along the tunnel floor, walking, running, and even -crawling at times. The dust that had filled the excavation immediately -after the earthquake soon settled, and the breathing became easier.</p> - -<p>Presently Nattie stopped.</p> - -<p>"What is the matter?" anxiously asked Mori.</p> - -<p>"Grant—what of him?" replied the lad, pitifully. "Do you think they -succeeded in leaving before the shock came?"</p> - -<p>"Undoubtedly. We saw the exit, and had almost gained it. They had at -least ten minutes' start. Don't worry; Grant is safe."</p> - -<p>Reassured, Nattie resumed the flight with his companions. In due time -they came to the crypt occupied by the skeletons, but Sumo never -faltered. That terror had paled before a greater.</p> - -<p>A foreboding that another barrier might be encountered brought a pallor -to the cheeks of the fugitives. The fear was fortunately without -foundation. The passage <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[Pg 247]</a></span>remained clear, and in due course of time they -reached the bottom of the steps leading to the castle floor.</p> - -<p>Weary, worn out, their clothing disordered and torn, and with the fear -of death still lingering in their faces, the three painfully scrambled -into the air and flung themselves, gasping for breath, upon the stone -pavement of the inner yard of the <i>shiro</i>.</p> - -<p>The place was deserted. The coolies and <i>'rikisha</i> men had evidently -fled at the first signs of the earthquake. Presently a confused murmur -of voices from the outside indicated that they were still within easy -call.</p> - -<p>After a brief moment of rest Nattie staggered to his feet, and, followed -by his companions, emerged upon the drawbridge. Their appearance was -received with shouts of astonishment and awe. To the superstitious eyes -of the natives, they were as beings of another world.</p> - -<p>That any mortal could survive the clutches of the <i>jishin</i>, or -earthquake, while in its domains underground was not possible. With one -accord the terrified natives fled for the forest.</p> - -<p>They were speedily brought to a halt by Mori, who was in no mood for -foolishness. Rushing after them, he grasped the nearest and fiercely -ordered him to bring food and <i>sake</i>, the mild wine of the country.</p> - -<p>"Fools; what think you?" he exclaimed. "We are not<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[Pg 248]</a></span> ghosts. We have -escaped from the tunnel through the aid of a merciful Providence. We are -exhausted, and require meat and drink."</p> - -<p>With many ejaculations of awe and amazement the <i>karumayas</i> obeyed. -Before eating, Mori, Nattie and Sumo removed the tattered remnants of -their clothing, and bathed themselves in the cool waters of the lake. -Then a few mouthfuls of food were taken.</p> - -<p>The wine put new life in the lads. Refreshed and invigorated, they -prepared for the pursuit. It was decided without caution that the caves -must be reached without delay.</p> - -<p>"I am positive it is their destination," said Nattie.</p> - -<p>"Undoubtedly. We will follow the scoundrels with the aid of their own -horses. Sumo, you and two others come with us. The rest can wait for the -arrival of the police. Forward!"</p> - -<p>After the party had ridden a short distance, Mori was seen to cast many -anxious glances toward the mighty peak of Bandai-San. It was in plain -view, apparently on the other shore of the lake, and its sloping reaches -spoke eloquently of the ages in which the flow of molten lava had -created the majestic mountain.</p> - -<p>"What is the matter?" asked Nattie.</p> - -<p>"I don't like the looks of the old fellow this morning,"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">[Pg 249]</a></span> replied the -young Japanese. "Do you see that misty vapor hovering over the summit. -That means activity of the volcano. Mark my words, it is on the eve of -an eruption."</p> - -<p>"Yes, Bandai-San is awaking from his long sleep," put in Sumo.</p> - -<p>"That earthquake must have had something to do with it," said Nattie.</p> - -<p>"No doubt. It may be the forerunner of a strong disturbance."</p> - -<p>As they rode on, the curious cloud became more pronounced. Fearing the -recurrence of a shock, the party avoided the shelter of trees, and kept -to the open as much as possible.</p> - -<p>After leaving the neighborhood of the lake a road was encountered, so -bad that it was necessary to walk the horses. At last it degenerated -into a mere path among the narrow paddy fields. A collection of rude -huts hardly numerous enough to deserve the title of village was reached -after a while.</p> - -<p>Singularly enough, there were no inhabitants visible. Not the slightest -signs of life could be seen save the still smoking embers of a fire -outside of one of the houses. This apparent air of desertion was -rendered all the more<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">[Pg 250]</a></span> strange because of the intense interest generally -created among the natives by the cavalcade.</p> - -<p>"Find out what is the matter, Sumo," directed Mori.</p> - -<p>The giant cantered up to one of the huts and rapped lustily upon the -wall with his sword. Presently a head was thrust through a hole in the -thatch, but it immediately disappeared on seeing the warlike porter.</p> - -<p>"Come out of that," Sumo shouted, authoritatively. "Give my masters some -information, or I'll burn your hut about your ears. Out, I say!"</p> - -<p>There was a moment of delay, then a shrinking, half-clad Japanese coolie -crept from the door and cast himself at Sumo's feet. He was evidently -greatly terrified. He wailed aloud, and refused to raise his head from -the dust. Impatient at the delay, Mori and Nattie rode up and commanded -the wretch to speak.</p> - -<p>"Did a party composed of foreigners and several coolies with a prisoner -pass through here recently?" asked the former.</p> - -<p>"Yes, excellency," stammered the man. "There were seven in all. They -stopped here, and compelled twenty of our best men to accompany them. -They made them carry reaping-hooks and almost all the provisions in -town. They took my store of rice for the winter."</p> - -<p>"Whew! Ralph intends to prepare for a siege," <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">[Pg 251]</a></span>exclaimed Nattie. "What a -fool he is! Men and provisions, eh? What can he hope to do against the -authorities?"</p> - -<p>"Did they state their destination?" Mori asked the native.</p> - -<p>"No, but they went in that direction," he replied, pointing beyond -Bandai-San.</p> - -<p>"That's the way to the caves," muttered Nattie, then he added, aloud: -"How long have they been gone?"</p> - -<p>"Not twenty minutes, excellency. Look! you can see the dust still -lingering above the bushes upon that hill. They are not to the base of -the mountain yet."</p> - -<p>After tossing the man a couple of <i>yen</i>, to repay him for the loss of -his rice, Nattie put spurs to his horse and led the way up the path. -Presently the party reached a species of tableland, near the summit of -an almost inaccessible hill which rose near the base of the volcano.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">[Pg 252]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXXII.</span> <span class="smaller">THE FLASHING OF THE SWORDS.</span></h2> - -<p>The spot seemed wild and desolate, there being no evidence of -cultivation or of human habitation. On one side extended numerous deep -ravines, which gave an air of solemnity to the scene. The narrow, -seldom-used path turned sharply to the left in a direction away from -their destination.</p> - -<p>A halt was called upon a natural platform overgrown with brambles. Sumo, -who had some knowledge of woodcraft, leaped from his horse and examined -the brush.</p> - -<p>"They have passed here, masters," he announced. "I find little threads -hanging to the thorns; and the grass is trampled in places."</p> - -<p>"We must proceed with caution," said Mori, restraining Nattie, who had -already started. "Remember, Ralph has a number of men with him, and he -is liable to ambuscade us."</p> - -<p>"I will go on ahead," volunteered the giant porter, swinging his massive -sword vindictively. "You follow slowly. If I see anything I will make -the sound of a wild crow."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">[Pg 253]</a></span></p><p>"Don't lose any time in your scouting," said Nattie, impatiently. -"Confound them, they'll get away from us yet."</p> - -<p>Leaving his horse in charge of one of the coolies, Sumo slipped through -the brush and disappeared down one of the ravines. After looking to -their weapons, the rest silently followed. They had barely traveled a -hundred yards when the harsh cry of a wild crow came to their ears; then -before the echoes had died away, the fierce clashing of steel thrilled -the air.</p> - -<p>"He has been attacked," shouted Nattie, putting his horse to the bushes. -"Quick, we have them now!"</p> - -<p>With the rest at his back, he dashed down a gentle slope into the head -of the ravine. Passing a large clump of trees they came upon a most -thrilling scene. Two hundred yards from the hill the valley narrowed to -a space not wider than a city sidewalk.</p> - -<p>The "gut" was formed by a huge mass of earth, which had fallen from the -heights overhead. The bottom was evidently the dry bed of a mountain -stream, and innumerable bowlders and jagged pieces of flint were -scattered here and there, rendering walking difficult.</p> - -<p>The scenery was an afterthought. That which instantly attracted the -attention of Nattie and Mori was the figure of a native almost as large -as Sumo standing at the beginning of the narrow passage. The fellow was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">[Pg 254]</a></span> -armed with a sword, which he shook vindictively at the party.</p> - -<p>Several feet away stood the giant porter, calmly whetting the huge -weapon given him by Mori. Farther up the ravine stood the Irishman, -Patrick Cronin. The man grinned impudently on seeing the newcomers, then -he turned and disappeared behind a mass of underbrush.</p> - -<p>"After him!' shouted Nattie, riding headlong into the valley.</p> - -<p>"Hold!"</p> - -<p>The abrupt warning came from Sumo. He had strode in the way with one -hand raised.</p> - -<p>"What do you mean?" demanded Mori. And as he spoke he leveled his -revolver at the challenging figure standing in the middle of the "gut."</p> - -<p>"Don't shoot him, excellency," exclaimed Sumo, imploringly. "That is -Raiko, the thug. I knew him in Yokohama. He did me an injury once. Now, -I claim satisfaction."</p> - -<p>"What nonsense is this?" shouted Nattie. "Would you delay us, man?"</p> - -<p>"It will not take long," replied Sumo, with a scowl directed toward -Raiko. "I'll promise you his head in the song of a stork. See! I -commence."</p> - -<p>He sprang forward, and with great agility threw <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">[Pg 255]</a></span>himself upon Raiko. The -latter uttered a shrill cry, seemingly of exultation and defiance, and -in the twinkling of an eye the ancient enemies were engaged in what -evidently promised to be mortal combat.</p> - -<p>Human nature is not proof against the thrill and excitement of war. Much -as we deplore fighting, there is something in the clash of arms that -fascinates us. From the glorious spectacle of marshaled armies to the -duel between individuals, there is a charm not to be resisted by mankind -of any degree.</p> - -<p>Nattie and Mori were not different in that respect from other lads. They -were both truthful, honest, manly boys, with a just knowledge of right -and wrong, but deep down in their hearts was a little of the old leaven -with which we are still afflicted more or less.</p> - -<p>For the moment they forgot their quest and watched the fight with eager -eyes. The two combatants were equally matched. If anything, Sumo was -slightly taller, but Raiko made up for the discrepancy in a greater -breadth of shoulders.</p> - -<p>Both were armed with the heavy two-edged sword formerly used by the -ancient <i>daimios</i>, and they were fairly skilled in the practice. Raiko -had the advantage in position. Where he had taken his stand was a spot -elevated a foot or more above the rest of the ravine. Sumo, <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">[Pg 256]</a></span>however, -had greater room in which to swing his weapon, and in case of pressure -he had the ravine at his back.</p> - -<p>At the first onslaught the play was furious, and the rocks rang with the -clash of steel. Cut, slash, went the swords. Backward and forward sprang -the antagonists. Now to the right, now to the left, dodging, leaping, -advancing, and retreating.</p> - -<p>In the midst of it all came the hissing murmur of strained voices. -Tongues were going as well as arms—words keen with venom; phrases -sharpened with hate played their part in the fierce duel.</p> - -<p>Presently the fury of the combat had slackened. Nature was calling a -halt. Of the two, Raiko had suffered the most. He was bleeding in a -dozen places. But Sumo had not entirely escaped. A broad, raw wound on -his right thigh showed where his antagonist's sword had tasted blood.</p> - -<p>Like two bucks weary with strife, the twain backed away from one another -and, leaning upon their weapons, glared with unabated hatred. The -respite was momentary. Ere Nattie and Mori could speak they were at it -again.</p> - -<p>"Dog! Robber of the lame!" shouted Sumo, aiming a shrewd blow at his -enemy. "Your career is ended. Now for a taste of revenge. Remember the -night at the <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_257" id="Page_257">[Pg 257]</a></span><i>matsura</i>? Remember the cowardly thrust thou gavest my -brother?"</p> - -<p>"Yes; and I have one such for thee, worm!" retorted Raiko. "Thou bulk of -nothingness, I'll send thee to the offal heap to-day, and—ugh! ugh!"</p> - -<p>With a harsh cry, almost inhuman in its intensity, he fell against the -side of the ravine, sent there by a terrible downward blow from Sumo's -triumphant sword. Leaping upon his prostrate enemy, the giant porter -gave a sweep of the weapon, then he stood erect with Raiko's gory head -in his grasp!</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_258" id="Page_258">[Pg 258]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXXIII.</span> <span class="smaller">"GRANT! BROTHER, IS IT YOU?"</span></h2> - -<p>The scene was tragic. A ray from the afternoon sun glinted down through -a rift in the foliage, bringing out in bold relief the warrior figure of -the giant. Thus he stood for a moment, evidently tasting his triumph to -the full, then, with a contemptuous laugh, he tossed the head of his -fallen foe upon the prostrate trunk.</p> - -<p>"Send me to the offal heap, thou braggart?" he exclaimed. "Where art -thou now, Raiko? It was a lie to be answered with the rest of thy sins -at the foot of the throne of Buddha. Poof! that was an easy fight. Now I -try conclusions with the fiery-bearded foreigner."</p> - -<p>Turning, he sped up the ravine and vanished from sight, leaving Nattie -and Mori eying one another in astonishment.</p> - -<p>"What a bloodthirsty wretch it is!" said the latter.</p> - -<p>"Civilization is merely skin deep in some," dryly replied his companion. -"This is a sorry spectacle even in the interior of your country. Don't -you think we should feel ashamed?"</p> - -<p>"I don't know but that you are right," was the naïve<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_259" id="Page_259">[Pg 259]</a></span> reply. "But, -confound it all, Nattie, Sumo had great provocation, and, remember, he -fought in our interests."</p> - -<p>"Then we will forgive him. I'll harbor a little contempt for myself for -some time, though. Let somebody bury the body, or take it to the nearest -village. Come; we have lost too much time as it is."</p> - -<p>"Sumo is as rash as he is brave," remarked Mori, as he rode along at his -friend's side. "If he don't watch out, Patrick will nab him."</p> - -<p>While trotting across a rocky shelf, Nattie chanced to look up toward -the cone of the nearby volcano. To his surprise, he saw that the vapory -mist had given way to a dense volume of pitch-black smoke. Little -tongues of flame shot athwart the column at intervals, and hovering over -the summit was a cloud of ashes glinting dully in the sun.</p> - -<p>"That looks threatening," he exclaimed, calling Mori's attention to it.</p> - -<p>"By Jove, Bandai-San is in eruption," was the instant reply. "It is the -first time in my memory, too." Then he added, gravely: "Nattie, this -comes at a bad time." "Why?"</p> - -<p>"If there should be a flow of lava—which is highly probable—our stay -in this neighborhood will be dangerous."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_260" id="Page_260">[Pg 260]</a></span></p><p>"Does it ever reach this far?"</p> - -<p>"No; but we must pass near the base of the mountain on our way to the -caves."</p> - -<p>"And the other party?"</p> - -<p>"They will be placed in peril also."</p> - -<p>"Then we must catch them before they reach there," exclaimed Nattie, -urging his horse forward. "I don't care a snap for Ralph or his crew, -but Grant——"</p> - -<p>"Sh-h-h! Some one is coming down the ravine."</p> - -<p>A dull noise, like the scrambling of naked feet over the gravel and -rocky soil of the dry river bed, came to their ears. It increased until -at last it became evident that a considerable body of men were -approaching.</p> - -<p>"Quick! out of the way!" exclaimed Nattie, turning sharply to the right.</p> - -<p>Reining in his steed behind an overhanging mass of earth, he drew his -revolver and waited in silence.</p> - -<p>Mori soon joined him. They had barely concealed themselves when a score -of half-naked natives dashed past, uttering cries of alarm as they ran.</p> - -<p>They were apparently wild with terror. The cause was speedily explained. -While hurrying down the ravine more than one would pause and cast -fearful glances toward the smoking crater of old Bandai-San. The -impending eruption was the secret of their flight.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">[Pg 261]</a></span></p><p>"It is the body of villagers taken away by Ralph," said Mori. "Their -terror of the volcano has proved stronger than their fear of the -foreigners. Good! I am glad they have abandoned him. Now he won't have -such an overwhelming force."</p> - -<p>"Did you notice whether the two other coolies were with them? I mean -those who were with Ralph at the castle?"</p> - -<p>"I think I did see one. Humph! you can rest assured that very few -natives will remain in the neighborhood when a volcano is spouting fire. -I even wonder that Sumo——"</p> - -<p>As if the name carried the magic power of conjuring, it was barely -uttered when the bushes on the left slope of the ravine parted and the -giant porter strode into view.</p> - -<p>"Hail, masters," he said, stopping and wiping his perspiring face.</p> - -<p>"Where have you been? What have you seen?" asked Nattie and Mori, in a -breath.</p> - -<p>"I was in chase of the devil with the red beard."</p> - -<p>"Did you see him?"</p> - -<p>Sumo laughed grimly.</p> - -<p>"Yes, as the hunter sees the hawk in its flight," he replied. "Red-beard -is swift in his pace when danger threatens."</p> - -<p>"Did you see the others?" eagerly asked Nattie.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_262" id="Page_262">[Pg 262]</a></span></p><p>"No, but I followed them close to the mud caves. Poof! they are fools. -Know they not that the demon of the mountain, old 'Jishin' himself, -lives there? And now is his hunting time. See! Bandai-San is angry. He -sends forth fire and smoke. Presently the river that runs molten red -will flow down the mountainside."</p> - -<p>"Are you afraid?" rather contemptuously asked Nattie.</p> - -<p>"Not of mortal, master; but it is no shame to bow to the wrath of the -gods. Whither go you?"</p> - -<p>"In search of my brother," was the terse reply, and the lad set spurs to -his horse.</p> - -<p>"You shall not go alone," spoke up Mori, riding after him.</p> - -<p>Sumo glanced after their retreating forms, then he cast his eyes upward -to where the smoke over the crater was assuming a ruddy tinge. It was -enough. Tossing up his arms, he started off at a long trot and vanished -over the bit of tableland at the head of the ravine. His superstitious -fears had proved the victor.</p> - -<p>"Mori, you are a friend indeed," said Nattie, when the young Japanese -rejoined him. "But I cannot permit you to run unnecessary risks for our -sake. Return while you have the chance."</p> - -<p>"Not much," was the hearty reply. "Where you go I go. You insult me. Do -you think I would leave you and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">[Pg 263]</a></span> Grant in the lurch? Not if ten thousand -volcanoes were to erupt. Tut! tut! that will do. Not another word."</p> - -<p>"I will say this, old fellow," gratefully. "You will never regret your -actions on this trip. We will find some way to repay you."</p> - -<p>On up the valley rode the two friends, side by side. Presently a place -was reached where it became necessary to leave the horses and continue -on foot. Shortly after they had dismounted there came a deep rumbling -noise and the earth trembled beneath their feet.</p> - -<p>Pale but resolute, they strode along. There was a smell of sulphur in -the air; the leaves of the scrubby trees were coated with impalpable -gray ashes, and a sifting cloud of powdery fragments fell upon them.</p> - -<p>Suddenly, while passing around an abrupt bend in the ravine, they saw -ahead of them the figure of a youth limping in their direction. Nattie -gave the newcomer one startled glance, then he rushed forward, crying:</p> - -<p>"Grant! Brother, is it you?"</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_264" id="Page_264">[Pg 264]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXXIV.</span> <span class="smaller">THE MYSTERIOUS FORCES OF NATURE.</span></h2> - -<p>It was Grant. Hobbling along as fast as his crippled limbs could carry -him, he threw himself into his brother's arms, and for a moment they -forgot all else in the emotion of their greeting. Then Mori came in for -his well-earned share.</p> - -<p>The amount of handshaking and incoherent expressions that followed was -wonderful. Mutual explanations were demanded and given with hearty good -will. The lame youth told briefly his experiences on board the junk, -then he added:</p> - -<p>"After we left that dreadful tunnel running from the castle I almost -gave up hope. I felt instinctively that you were underground when that -first earthquake shock came, and I was awfully worried."</p> - -<p>"We escaped, as you can see," said Nattie, with a happy grin.</p> - -<p>"If not you are pretty lively ghosts," said Grant, in the same vein; -then he continued: "That brute Ralph hurried us along the mountain for a -while. Then we stopped at a village and compelled some of the poor -natives to <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_265" id="Page_265">[Pg 265]</a></span>accompany us. I tell you, Ralph Black must be crazy. None -but a lunatic would hope to escape from the law for such an outrage. -Fancy him thinking he could take me to a cave in the mountain and keep -off the lawful forces of the country."</p> - -<p>"It is past belief," remarked Mori. "But tell us, how did you manage to -escape?"</p> - -<p>"I am coming to that. But hadn't we better leave this neighborhood? -Ralph and Patrick are liable to follow me at any moment."</p> - -<p>"Where is Willis Round?" quickly asked Nattie, noting the omission of -the bookkeeper's name.</p> - -<p>Grant smiled.</p> - -<p>"We needn't fear anything from him," he said.</p> - -<p>"Is he dead?"</p> - -<p>"No; he helped me to escape."</p> - -<p>"What!"</p> - -<p>"It is a fact. Wait; I'll tell you. After we arrived in the vicinity of -the caves—which are dreadful places, by the way—Round slipped up to me -and began to talk about matters in general. Before he had said many -words I saw his object. He was trying to 'hedge,' as they call it in -racing parlance."</p> - -<p>"To crawl out of the scrape, eh?"</p> - -<p>"Yes; I led him on, and he presently asked me <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_266" id="Page_266">[Pg 266]</a></span>point-blank if I would -promise to save him from punishment if he should help me to escape. I -replied that I would do what I could for him, but I would promise -nothing. He was content with that, and after a while he succeeded in -cutting the thongs binding my hands.</p> - -<p>"Shortly after, while we were hurrying through a dense copse I slipped -behind and ran as fast as I could on the back trail. It was a risky -piece of business, as Ralph had threatened to shoot me if I made another -attempt to escape."</p> - -<p>"And the villain would do it, too," said Nattie.</p> - -<p>"I believe he would. The boy is crazy—clean stark crazy. None but a -lunatic would do as he has done."</p> - -<p>"They must see their mistake now," remarked Mori, grimly.</p> - -<p>"They do. Willis Round is nearly frightened to death. Patrick still -remains obstinate and advises a general slaughter of all, but I think he -is weakening. The natives they took from the village deserted on account -of the threatening eruption of the volcano."</p> - -<p>All three glanced up to the summit of Bandai-San. The smoke and flame -had increased in volume. It was a terrifying sight and instinctively the -little party moved toward the head of the ravine.</p> - -<p>They had walked only a short distance when a tremor<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_267" id="Page_267">[Pg 267]</a></span> shook the earth, -sending a mass of dirt and rocks tumbling down the side of the valley. -Then, in the twinkling of an eye, a thick cloud of ashes was showered -upon them.</p> - -<p>Now thoroughly frightened, the boys set out at a run, Nattie and Mori -assisting the crippled youth, one on each side. Suddenly a dull shock, -like the explosion of a mine, almost knocked them prostrate, and -directly in front they saw the earth fly from a conical hole in the side -of the ravine with the impetus of a hundred-ton gun.</p> - -<p>When the dust and <i>débris</i> settled, they beheld a small crater, probably -fifteen feet in width, occupying a spot a dozen yards above the dry bed -of the stream. It was only a small affair as craters go, but the -mysterious operation of the natural volcanic forces sent a thrill -through the lads, and they scrambled to their feet with but one intent, -and that was to leave the place as quickly as possible.</p> - -<p>"Come!" hoarsely exclaimed Mori, turning a face pallid with dread to his -companions. "We haven't a moment to lose. If an eruption should occur -and the lava flow down this side of the mountain nothing could save us -from a horrible death."</p> - -<p>"Is it as bad as that?" gasped Nattie, glancing fearfully toward the -volcano.</p> - -<p>The answer came not in words. Suddenly, and with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_268" id="Page_268">[Pg 268]</a></span> terrific force a -thunderous report rent the air. Darkness darker than midnight fell upon -the scene as if a pall had descended upon them from the heavens. A -blinding shower of hot ashes and sand rained in torrents, then—then -while the three lads groveled with their faces in the dust the earth -rocked and rocked, and rocked again.</p> - -<p>Presently—was it a moment or an eternity?—a strange hissing noise -became apparent. Multiply the escaping steam from an overcharged boiler -ten thousand times and you would only have a faint idea of the terrible -noise that filled the air to the exclusion of all other sounds.</p> - -<p>For the space of many seconds the earth continued to undulate like the -surface of the sea. Explosion after explosion came in rapid succession, -each seeming greater than its predecessor, until at last one came that -shook the earth to its foundations.</p> - -<p>To the three lads prone in the little ravine it was as if the end of the -world had come. They lost all thought of time or place. They remained -bowed down before the majestic forces of nature, incapable of moving, or -speaking, or even thinking.</p> - -<p>In time the dread convulsions ceased. Ill with a nausea like that of the -sea, Grant and Nattie and Mori finally scrambled to their feet and -attempted to run. It was a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_269" id="Page_269">[Pg 269]</a></span> futile effort. Their trembling limbs refused -to carry them, and they sank back once more.</p> - -<p>Let not the reader think it cowardice. No more brave and sturdy youths -than Nattie and Mori could be found in all Japan. And Grant—if feeble -in frame and prone to disease physically, his soul was absolutely -fearless in the common happenings of life.</p> - -<p>Only those who have experienced the awful feeling incidental to one of -those terrible convulsions of nature called earthquakes can testify as -to its effect on the human mind. It is the most mysterious, and the most -dreadful force known to man. The writer speaks from experience, having -narrowly escaped with his life from one encountered while on a journey -through a Central American republic.</p> - -<p>It came without warning, and in its duration of not more than eight -seconds—think of it!—leveled hundreds of houses and claimed a score of -human lives. Its immediate effect was as if the earth was slipping away -and one's grasp lost on all things mundane.</p> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_270" id="Page_270">[Pg 270]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXXV.</span> <span class="smaller">RETRIBUTION!</span></h2> - -<p>It was some time before the boys could again regain their feet. As the -minutes slipped past without a recurrence of the shocks their courage -and self-confidence returned. They did not stop to discuss the matter, -but promptly obeyed their first instinct, which was to leave the -accursed spot without delay.</p> - -<p>They had barely started down the ravine with tottering limbs when -Nattie, who was in the rear heard a hoarse cry behind him. It was not -human. It was harsh and gurgling, like the scream of a wild fowl in the -clutches of a giant eagle.</p> - -<p>The lad paused and glanced back, then he cried out in horror. His -companions instantly turned and looked in the direction indicated by his -outstretched hand. Approaching them at a staggering walk was the almost -unrecognizable figure of a tall, thin man.</p> - -<p>His clothing hung in charred tatters from a frame that seemed bent and -distorted, evidently from some great calamity; the hat was gone, the -hair burned away, and <span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_271" id="Page_271">[Pg 271]</a></span>caking the lower limbs as high as the knees was a -mass of grayish, slimy mud.</p> - -<p>As he advanced in a series of tremulous lurches he stretched forth his -hands in piteous supplication. Presently he fell to the ground and lay -there writhing like a wounded animal. The boys ran to his side. They -gave him one glance, then recoiled in horrified amazement.</p> - -<p>"Heavens above!" cried Grant; "it is Willis Round!"</p> - -<p>The poor wretch at their feet twisted around and revealed a scarred, -marked face with sightless eyes. After great effort, he whispered, -hoarsely:</p> - -<p>"Water! water! Give me water!"</p> - -<p>Luckily, Nattie carried a canteen-shaped bottle of the precious fluid. -Bending over, he placed it to the sufferer's lips. With what joy and -relief did he drink! The draught placed new life in him. He presently -gasped:</p> - -<p>"Who is—is here? Is it Grant—Grant Manning?"</p> - -<p>"Yes, it is I," quickly replied the lame youth. "Can I do anything for -you? Ha! why do I ask such a question? Quick, Nattie, Mori; we must take -him to the nearest town. He needs medical attendance at once."</p> - -<p>"It is too late," groaned Round. "I am a dead man. The end of the world -is at hand, and I am caught in sin. The others——"</p> - -<p>"What of them?" asked Grant, eagerly.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_272" id="Page_272">[Pg 272]</a></span></p><p>"They are gone."</p> - -<p>"Dead?"</p> - -<p>"Yes; the volcano was shattered by the eruption, the liquid mud and -earth—ugh!—rolled down to the caves. I saw it in time and almost -succeeded in—in escaping. But Ralph and Patrick were buried under -thousands—ugh!—of tons of molten earth."</p> - -<p>For the first time since the convulsion the boys glanced up at the peak -of Bandai-San. To their awe they saw that its shape had been totally -changed. Instead of the graceful cone with its dimple of a crater, it -now seemed shorn of half its height. The summit was simply a jagged edge -of cliff-like reaches.</p> - -<p><a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a>In plain view to the left was a peculiar river, almost black in -color, and evidently rolling down the steep slope of the mountainside -like the waters of a cascade. Dense clouds of steam hovered over it, and -plainly apparent in the air were strange, weird sounds impossible to -describe.</p> - -<p>The grewsome sight brought back the first feeling of terror, and for a -moment the lads eyed one another in doubt. The desire to flee soon -passed away, however, and they again turned their attention to the -prostrate wretch.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_273" id="Page_273">[Pg 273]</a></span></p><p>A change was coming over him. It needed no medical skill to tell that -the man was dying. Nattie gave him more water, and others made a couch -of their coats, but that was all. Willis Round was beyond mortal aid. In -the course of half an hour he gave a gasp, half arose upon his elbow and -then fell back lifeless.</p> - -<p>He was buried where he had died. Scooping a shallow grave in the soft -earth he was placed tenderly within and left to his last rest. As they -hurried away from the spot a strange silence fell upon Grant and his -companions.</p> - -<p>One brief hour before they had been eager in their denunciations of -Ralph Black and his fellow conspirators. Now all that was changed. An -awful fate had overtaken them in the very midst of their sins. In the -presence of the dread retribution all animosity was forgotten. Their -death was from the awful hand of Nature, and their tomb under thousands -of tons of Mother Earth!</p> - -<p>With all possible speed the boys left the eventful ravine. The horses -tethered near the spot of tableland had disappeared, evidently stampeded -by the convulsions. In due time the village from which Ralph had taken -his reinforcements was reached. It was entirely deserted.</p> - -<p>At a small town beyond the castle of Yamagata, reached late in the -afternoon, Sumo was found with other natives more brave than their -fellows. The giant porter became<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_274" id="Page_274">[Pg 274]</a></span> wild with delight and ran forth to -meet the tired wayfarers.</p> - -<p>"Welcome! thrice welcome!" he shouted, bowing his huge bulk almost to -the ground. "And thou escaped from old 'Jishin' after all? Glad am I, -excellencies; glad am I! But where are the fugitives? And where is the -foreigner, old Red-Beard?"</p> - -<p>"They are dead," gravely replied Mori. "They were killed by the -eruption. Get us meat and drink at once, coward. I am minded to punish -you for your desertion, dog."</p> - -<p>Sumo shrugged his shoulders philosophically.</p> - -<p>"As thou will, little master," he replied. "Punish if it be in thy -heart. I would have fought for thee if mortal enemies threatened, but -what is my puny arm to that of the underground demon?"</p> - -<p>"I do not blame you for running away, Sumo," spoke up Nattie, with an -involuntary shudder. "It was an awful experience, and one I have no -desire to meet again."</p> - -<p>"Amen!" fervently exclaimed Grant.</p> - -<p>That afternoon and night the boys rested. At daybreak on the following -day they started for the nearest railway station, in <i>jinrikishas</i>. As -reports came in from the country nearest to the other slope of -Bandai-San the terrible nature of the calamity became apparent.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_275" id="Page_275">[Pg 275]</a></span></p><p>Whole towns had been swept away by the dreadful sea of molten mud -thrown from the crater. Thousands had been injured, and a thousand lost. -Many miles of land had been ruined. The destruction was almost -irreparable.</p> - -<p>At Tokio the boys purchased new outfits. They remained a few hours in -the capital, and then left for Yokohama. At Nattie's personal request, -Sumo had accompanied them. It was the lad's intention to install the -giant as a factotum of the firm in the counting-room. It was late in the -morning when they steamed into the railway station. As they left the -train, Mori turned to Grant with a cry of dismay.</p> - -<p>"By Jove! do you know what day this is?" he asked, excitedly.</p> - -<p>"No—that is—it's——"</p> - -<p>"The first of August, and the bids for those army contracts are to be -opened at noon!"</p> - -<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTE:</h3> - -<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> An actual occurrence. On the sixteenth of July, 1888, the -volcano of Bandai-San, in Northern Japan, exploded, killing a thousand -people. The mountain was almost rent asunder, one-third being turned -into liquid mud!</p></div></div> - -<hr /> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_276" id="Page_276">[Pg 276]</a></span></p> - -<h2><span>CHAPTER XXXVI.</span> <span class="smaller">CONCLUSION.</span></h2> - -<p>"The army contracts!" echoed Grant. "Why, bless my soul, you are right! -This is the day set by the war department for opening them."</p> - -<p>All three lads instinctively glanced at the station clock.</p> - -<p>"Great Scott!" exclaimed Nattie; "it's after eleven!"</p> - -<p>"In less than an hour the board will sit, and at Tokio—twenty miles -away!" Mori cried. "We have lost the chance after all."</p> - -<p>"Not without a struggle," firmly replied the lame youth. "There's Mr. -Burr over there. He is here to meet us. Nattie, take him to the nearest -stationer, and purchase three or four quires of official paper, pen and -ink. Be back in five minutes. Mori, come with me."</p> - -<p>While Nattie, too bewildered to speak, hurried away on his errand, Grant -grasped the Japanese youth's arm, and almost ran to the station master's -office. They found the official seated at his desk.</p> - -<p>"What time does the next train leave for the capital?" asked Grant.</p> - -<p>"At eleven-thirty, sir."</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_277" id="Page_277">[Pg 277]</a></span></p><p>"Too late. How long will it take you to start a special train?"</p> - -<p>The railway employee stared at his questioner in surprise.</p> - -<p>"A special train for Tokio?" he asked.</p> - -<p>"Yes."</p> - -<p>"We couldn't have it ready under twenty minutes. Why, what——"</p> - -<p>"Never mind the reason, sir," interrupted Grant, impatiently. "I must be -in Tokio before twelve o'clock."</p> - -<p>"It is impossible, sir."</p> - -<p>"Not at all. It must be done. Where is the engine that brought the train -in a few moments ago?"</p> - -<p>"It is still in the station, but it will go to the running sheds before -long."</p> - -<p>"I must have that engine," exclaimed Grant, with determination. "I will -pay you five hundred <i>yen</i> for an hour's use of it. I will also give a -bonus of fifty <i>yen</i> each to the engineer and fireman."</p> - -<p>Five minutes later a powerful locomotive left the station, bearing the -party. A small table had been secured, and hard at work upon it was Mr. -Burr, writing for dear life as Grant dictated.</p> - -<p>The line was clear, telegraphic orders having been sent to that effect -from Yokohama, and the intricate mass of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_278" id="Page_278">[Pg 278]</a></span> iron flew upon its journey at -the rate of seventy miles an hour.</p> - -<p>It was a strange spectacle, and one never before witnessed in all Japan. -To the engineer and fireman, native born, it was a novelty indeed, and -they cast many curious glances at the group upon the tender.</p> - -<p>As the miles were covered at terrific speed, the ponderous engine swayed -and rocked like a ship in distress. But amid the lurching and tossing of -the fabric, Grant stood imperturbably droning word after word, sentence -upon sentence, while the canny Scot jotted them down as best he could.</p> - -<p>The document was a lengthy one, full of circumlocution and dreary -phrases, but at the end of twelve minutes, when the outskirts of Tokio -came in sight, it was finished. The three members of the firm affixed -their names just as the panting engine came to a sudden stop in the -railway station of the capital.</p> - -<p><i>Jinrikishas</i> with fleet <i>karumayas</i> had been ordered by telegraph. The -distance to the war department was at least a mile. Springing into the -vehicles, the party were carried swiftly through the streets, a promise -of ten times the usual fare having lent wings to the men's feet.</p> - -<p>A clock observed midway indicated a quarter of twelve.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_279" id="Page_279">[Pg 279]</a></span></p><p>"On, on, men!" cried Grant, imploringly. "Fifty <i>yen</i> each if you do it -before the stroke of twelve."</p> - -<p>The promise was as a whip to a spirited horse. From lagging steps the -<i>karumayas</i> bounded into a run. Down the narrow streets they darted, -past gardens, through thoroughfares crowded with pedestrians; on, on, -until at last, with a final spurt, the four <i>jinrikishas</i> came to a halt -in front of the Japanese war office.</p> - -<p>Leaving Mr. Burr to settle with the coolies—who had well earned their -pay—Grant dashed into the building just as the first stroke of a -sonorous bell overhead proclaimed the hour of noon.</p> - -<p>As he passed through the entrance he noticed a door at the right bearing -upon its panels in Japanese, "War Department. Office of the Army Board." -It was standing slightly ajar, and from the interior came a confused -murmur of voices.</p> - -<p>Something prompted Grant and his companions to stop and peer through. -Seated at a large desk were several officers in uniform and other -gentlemen in civilian's clothes. In the center was Yoshisada Udono, -Grant's friend. Occupying chairs in the main portion of the room were -the German merchants of Yokohama, Swartz and Bauer, and Ralph's father, -Jesse Black.</p> - -<p>The warning bell had reached the seventh stroke!</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_280" id="Page_280">[Pg 280]</a></span></p><p>Arising to his feet with a triumphant smile upon his lean, suave face, -the English merchant advanced to the desk and laid thereon a packet. As -he turned to resume his seat there was a noise at the door, and the lame -youth marched in with calm dignity.</p> - -<p>"Ah, I see I am just in time," he said, with a pleasant smile. "Mr. -Udono, will you please accept our bid for the contracts?"</p> - -<p>"Certainly, Grant, with the greatest pleasure," quickly replied the -secretary. "Where have you been? I actually thought you would be——"</p> - -<p>He was interrupted by a snarl of mingled stupefaction and rage. Mr. -Black, who had been staring open mouthed at the lads, sprang forward, -and shouted:</p> - -<p>"It is too late! It is past the time. The hour of twelve——"</p> - -<p>"Has not struck yet," quietly interrupted Grant. "Listen! ten, eleven, -twelve! I was three seconds to the good."</p> - -<p>If ever baffled fury sat enthroned on a man's countenance it did then -upon that of the English merchant. He was speechless with anger and -disappointment. Shaking his fist in Grant's face, he stammered and -choked in a futile effort to berate him.</p> - -<p>"Mr. Black, a word with you," suddenly said Nattie, stepping up.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_281" id="Page_281">[Pg 281]</a></span></p><p>The lad's tone was full of meaning. He turned and added to his brother -and Mori:</p> - -<p>"Let us leave for some quiet place and have it over with. You know we -have a sad duty to perform."</p> - -<p>"What, what's that?" asked the merchant, in alarm, recovering his -speech. "My son Ralph! What of him? Don't tell me he is injured."</p> - -<p>"Come with us," replied Grant, evasively.</p> - -<p>Leaving Mori to make a brief explanation to Mr. Udono, Nattie and he -took the Englishman into a side room and there told the story of his -son's awful end.</p> - -<p>It is a strange commentary on human nature that even the vilest beast -contains a well of tenderness. The hand that slays in cruel sport can -also caress with fond affection. The African mother has her maternal -love; the foulest rogue a word of kindness.</p> - -<p>Mr. Black was an unscrupulous man. He was a scoundrel at heart, but -there was an oasis in the desert of his immoral nature. It was his love -for his son Ralph. The news of his offspring's death came as a terrible -blow. His grief was pitiful.</p> - -<p>The spectacle of a strong man weeping in agony of spirit swept away all -thoughts of punishment. Grant exchanged glances with his brother, and -then said, sadly, but with firmness:</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_282" id="Page_282">[Pg 282]</a></span></p><p>"Mr. Black, we know everything. We know fully your connection with the -foul plot to abduct me, but we are content with our triumph over you. We -could have you arrested and sent to prison for a term of years, but we -will be merciful. You can go forth in freedom, but on certain -conditions."</p> - -<p>The miserable man stood listening with bowed head.</p> - -<p>"You must leave Japan at once," continued Grant, "and also make -restitution of the money overpaid to you on account of our father's -debt. That debt was paid to you before his death, and you know it."</p> - -<p>"No, Grant, your father did not pay me," replied Mr. Black, brokenly.</p> - -<p>"Then you still deny it!" exclaimed the lame youth, his voice growing -hard.</p> - -<p>"I will explain. I received part of the money, but not from your father. -The day Mr. Manning died in his office I received a call from Willis -Round. He said that he had taken the fifty-six hundred dollars in gold -from the safe, and would divide with me if I would promise to back him -up in pushing the firm to the wall. It was his idea to purchase the good -will of the business at a forced sale and start in for himself. I—I -consented, but our plans have failed."</p> - -<p>"Through no fault of yours," said Nattie, <i>sotto voce</i>.</p> - -<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_283" id="Page_283">[Pg 283]</a></span></p><p>"Do you agree to the conditions?" asked Grant.</p> - -<p>"Yes, I will do as you say," replied the disgraced merchant. "I will -repay you and leave this country at once. I am content to do so. Oh, -Ralph, my son, my son!"</p> - -<p>He tottered from the room, and that was the last the lads saw of him. On -the following day a messenger brought to them in their office at -Yokohama a package of money containing the amount previously paid to Mr. -Black.</p> - -<p>Before the end of the week he had settled up his affairs and left Japan. -It was heard later that he had returned to England, where he went into -retirement with the money saved from his business. It is to be hoped he -sought repentance for his misdeeds.</p> - -<p>In these o'er-true tales it is a pleasure to part with some characters, -but painful to bid farewell to others. A writer has his likes and -dislikes, even in his own literature. It is said that the immortal -Dickens cried when he penned the description of Little Nell's death in -the "Old Curiosity Shop," and that his heart stirred with a curious -anger as he chronicled the villainies of Bill Sykes in another story.</p> - -<p>It is probably for a similar reason that I do not like to write the -words that will put an end for all time to Grant and Nattie and Mori. We -have spent many pleasant half<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_284" id="Page_284">[Pg 284]</a></span> hours together. It has been a pleasure to -depict their honesty, and manliness, and truth, to watch their brave -struggle against misfortune, and at last to record their final triumph.</p> - -<p>They will succeed in life—integrity and moral worth always do. They -secured the famous contract, and made a legitimate profit from it. That -was before the recent war between China and Japan. They invested their -increased capital, and are now, at the present date, on the fair road to -fortune.</p> - -<p>Mr. Burr is the manager of their Yokohama house. Mori is in general -charge of the business in Japan, and Grant and Nattie are now traveling -in the United States visiting their relatives and quietly keeping an eye -out for the trade.</p> - -<p>Sumo is established in the main office as porter and messenger. 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