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"Well, yes," said Donald, with a shake of his head, "it might have; but how could the mountebank have gotten the box?" "That is the mystery," was Don Esteban's reply. "And how do you wish us to help you?" asked Adrian. "Why," explained the banker, "I asked Gen. Funston to find the mountebank for me. He said you boys would do better than any one else." "But why us? Why not a Mexican policeman?"
A naval gun on an armored train bombarded the Filipinos but could not silence their trenches. It was therefore necessary to cross an the bridge, and under fire. General Wheaton ordered Colonel Funston to seize the bridge. With about ten men Funston rushed the nearer end which stood in the open. Working themselves along the girders, the men finally reached the broken span.
He knows it will squirt if he touches the thumbpiece, but it is as liable to hit him in the face, or wet his feet as anything. Some day those niggers will learn how to shoot, and when Funston attempts to swim a river he will get a bullet through the head, and Lawton and MacArthur, who stand up in plain sight and let them practice will wish they hadn't.
"You're a good one, you are," he said sarcastically. "I should think you'd be ashamed to call yourself an American." "What do you mean?" asked Strong in a trembling voice. "Why, first of all, stealing from the bank, and then selling your own countrymen to the Mexicans." "Who have I sold?" "Do you mean to say that you didn't sell Gen. Funston to the greasers for ten thousand dollars?"
Meanwhile the glare of the flames brought the fire-fighters out in hot haste with their engines, and up from the military station at the Presidio, on the Golden Gate side of the city, came at double quick a force of soldiers, under the efficient command of General Funston, of Cuban and Philippine fame.
There were a great many sick soldiers in the ship's hospital; three dying during the voyage. On reaching San Francisco the ship was placed in quarantine the usual number of days, but there was no added delay as there were on board no cases of infectious disease. Mrs. General Funston was one of the passengers and was greeted most cordially by the friends and neighbors of this, her native state.
"What's that?" asked another officer, coming forward out of the shadow of the after turret. The first officer saluted. "Tell the Admiral your story, my lad," he said. Again Donald repeated his story, this time going more into detail. "Come with me," ordered the Admiral, and he led the way to the wireless operator. "Get into communication with Gen. Funston at once," was the admiral's order.
And every one who knew the story of their experiences looked upon them as the two chief heroes of the war so far, because as yet there had been few feats of bravery in the desultory campaigning against the rebels. General Funston had swum the river, of course, but many held that not even that feat compared with the bravery of Bill Hickson in serving as a spy under Aguinaldo's very nose.
"I'll present you to the officer of the deck," which he quickly did. "Here's a man I picked up in the water, sir, who says he has a message for Gen. Funston, but I had no time to put him ashore." "Looks more like a boy than a man," replied the officer. Then to Donald: "What's this about you having a message for Gen. Funston?" Donald repeated what he had told the ensign.
And we'll see service yet, all right." Thaine threw his cap in air and danced about the bed in his enthusiasm. "Glory be! Won't Fred Funston do things when he hits the Orient? Best colonel that ever had the U. S. military engines to buck against." Todd rejoiced, even in his own disappointment. "But see here, Thaine, me child, I also have a bit of news that may interest you plumb through.
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