The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1905-07-12

have bad ny shoulder grassd By Z bullet.
. dmplo scratch have hardly noticed.
The Rev. Nathaniel Morse does not think
that his sacred character compels him 10
crooo his arms, and, from the way he
work.. one would mot imagine that Il
was the drst time he has handled IRE.
arms. Caterna has his hat shot through,
He utters something about thunder and
port hole, and then, taking 4 most de-
libefate aim, shoots stone dead the ruflan
who has taken such 4 liberty with his
best headgear.
For ten minutes or no the battle con.
tinues with most alarming alterna tons.
The number Of wounded on both sides In
creases, and the issue IL still doubtful.
Faruskiar and Ghangir and the Monsols
have been driven back toward the pre-
cious van. which the Chinese guard have
not left for an instant. But two or
three Of them have been MORALLY wound
ed, and their ofllcer has just been killed
by a bullet In the head. And my hero
does all that the most ardent courage
can do for the defense of the treasure
of the Son of Heaven.
l am getting uneasy at the prOlonga.
ton of the combat. 1t will continue
evidently as long as the chief Of the
banda tall man with a black beard
urges on his accomplices to the attack
on the train. Up till now he has escaped
unhurt, and, in spite Of all we can do, he
~ gaining ground. Shall we be obliged
to take refuge in tho vans, as behind
the walls of fortress, to intrench our
selves, to fight until the last has sue
oumbed? And that will not be long, II
we cannot stop the retrograde movement
which is beginning on our side.
TO the reports Of the guns there are
now added the cries of the women, who
In their terror are running about the
gangways. although Miss Bluett and
Madame Caterna are trying to keep them
inside the cars. A few bullets have gone
through the panels, and I am wondering
1t any of them have hit Kinko.
Major Noltitz comes near me and says,
This In not going we'll"
mo, it is not going well,' l reply. "and
1 am afraid the ammunition will give
out. We must settle their commander
in-chief. Come, ma jor--"
But what we are about TO do was
done by another at that very instant.
This other WAS FGruskiar. Bursting
cleared them off the line. in spite Of the
blows they aimed ut him. He is in
front of the bandit chief. he raises his
arms, he stabs him full in the chest.
instantly the thieves beat n retreat,
without even carrying of their dead and
wounded. Some run across the plain,
some disappear in the thickets. Why
pursue them now that the battle has
ended in our favor? And must say
that without the admirable valor Of
Faruskiar l do not expect any Of VI
would have lived to tell the story.
But the chief of the bandits is not
dead, although the blood flows abundant
ly from his chest He has fallen with
one knee on the ground. one hand up.
with the other he Is supporting himself.
Faruskiar stands over him, towering
above him. Suddenly he rises in a last
effort. his arm threatens his adversary,
he looks at him. A last thrust of the
kandijar is driven into his heart. Faru-
skiar returns. and In Russian. with per-
feet calmness. remarks:
"Ki-Tsang is dead! So perish all who
bear weapons against the Son of Heav-
en-
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