The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1918-11-30
amounts to 100000. Will our friends
do something to help us to restore
these shattered buildings?"
FOR FATHERS SAKE
A Story of the Boxer Rebellion.

sing rec, my u6WIy-COuN6TI0u Ludu
servant, was gathering together his
belongings. He had announced his de-
termination to leave my service and
go back to his mothers home and to
the faith of his fathers. Blood will
flow! Peking velly bad place for God
man." he had said to me the day be.
FORE. The following morning he left.
That afternoon came the murder of
the German minister, and the dire
vengeance of his countrymen. After
that every compound in the city which
held European inmate became fort,
surrounded by a bowling mob of
fanatics, threatening death on the
outside and the grim enemy of hunger
within. The various embassies were
more than filed; all who could sought
refuge inside.
The strain was great on all Of us,
and am not ashamed to confess that
on more than one occasion | started
at my own shadow. One morning
during the third week, as was shaw
ing myself | saw peering into the
glass over my shoulder the grim,
mask-like face of tall Chinaman. /
stood like one in a trance, until a
dark hand was laid on my shoulder.
Then l started, my shaving brush fell
to the floor, and involuntarily my hand
dropped to my hip pocket.
With the motion the Chinaman S
face wrinkled into a laugh, and he
said in perfect English.
We'll, will l pass? Hold on! Nc
fireworks, pleased"
who are your" asked, my re
| volver half-raised.
What, don't you know me? I'm
Manning-with Hayward & Company
up to week ago. You remember
now?"
He sat down in an easy chair al
lie spoke, like one that knew he was
welcome.
Your nerves are on edge this morn
ing" he continued. Il didn't thinl
you were so easily frightened"
Where have you kept yourself?"
asked, ignoring his remark.
| Here, there and everywhere. Abou
the city mostly, watching how ou
heather friends make war. European
are not very popular just now, but
haven't been troubled. How do yo1
like my OUTFIT"
You're too dark and too tall for
Chinaman," l answered critically.
80! was neither too dark nor to-
tall a moment ago, when l came il
lere. I'm no Coolie. I'm from tn
hills-a Boxer, if you choose. TIL
city is filling up with just such fe
lows now. And I'll tell you anothe
thing, my friend. When the mex
trouble comes-and it's coming fas
the most dangerous place in Chin
will be right within the walls of thi
Legation. That's why l am gettin
out, and getting out soon"
The question which was uppermos
in the minds of us all came to m
lips:
But the relief from outsider"
mot one chance in thousand. Thi
hour belongs to China, and mark m
words, she's making the most of it
It's worth something to see how sh
goes about it." He stopped speakin
and looked at me intently. "Sa!
you," he continued abruptly, "com
out and have look at things"
Il have no disguise"
Il have another I'll loan it to yol
W ha hof hot
came for-to pick up some conrad
with sand enough to try it. Of course
I'd no idea whom l should find. VIVA
do you say? I'll bring you back safel
before night"
eff | could be sure" | said.
Sure? Settled then! My bundle
just outside the door, Wait-I1l &c
it,
The bundle was done up in coars
cloth, making square package sue
as travelling Chinese often carr!
| Manning opened it and was surprise
at the completeness of the disguise
contained. i was not wholly Statistic
with the arrangement of the queu
and we had a dispute on the matte
of complexion, but when the work wa
done and | looked at the finishe
product in the glass, the siniste
countenance thrown back at me woul
have defied detection.
1
We left my room by a side dool
and entered the long hall leading t
the court. Fortunately, no one wa
to be seen until we approached tn
last door. At first she did not motto
us. Then she saw us directly in from
of her. She uttered no sound, bu
clasping her hands to her breast he
lips quivered in whispered prayer.
| Miss Doane-' | started to speal
/ Continued on page 81