To the tale Captain Fipile listened with interest, even smiling when Larry told how he had broken out of the prison. "You did wonderfully well for a boy," he remarked. "A man could not have done more. What became of your friend?"
"I left him at the warehouse. I hope he rejoined the soldiers."
"And what of Senors Benedicto and Jose Lupez?"
"I don"t know what became of them."
"I know this Jose Lupez fairly well, and I always thought him an honest man." Captain Fipile stroked his chin thoughtfully. "We are fighting you Americans, it is true, but we would not wish to shelter a thief who had run away from among you. We are above that, even though a good many of your countrymen will not give us credit for it."
"We know that some of the Filipinos are honest enough," said Larry, hesitatingly. "What do you intend to do with me?" he went on, after a pause.
"That remains to be seen. Would you like to join our army?"
"Me? No, sir!" cried the youth, promptly.
Captain Fipile laughed outright. "You are honest enough about it, I must say. How about giving us a little information? Will you object to that?"
"I have given you considerable information already."
"I mean military information."
"I haven"t anything to say on that point."
"Can"t I persuade you to tell me what you may happen to know?"
"No, sir."
"If I can get you to talk, it may go much easier with you while you remain our prisoner," went on the captain, suggestively.
"I"m sorry, but I haven"t anything to say."
"Very well, then, Master Russell, if you are rather harshly treated in the future, remember you have only yourself to blame. As a general rule, we take prisoners only for the purpose of squeezing what information we can out of them."
And thus speaking, Captain Fipile arose and quitted the cave, leaving Larry to his own reflections, which were more dismal than they were encouraging.
CHAPTER IX
THE ADVANCE INTO THE JUNGLE
Santa Cruz had been taken, but there was still much to do around the sh.o.r.es of the Laguna de Bay to make it safe territory for the Americans to hold. From the city the rebels were pursued eastward, and a number of cascos and larger boats were captured. Inside of a few days Paete, Longos, Lumban, and several other villages, were visited by detachments of General Lawton"s command, and the insurgents fled in each instance, leaving all behind them. Nearly a hundred who stopped to fight were either killed or wounded, and victory was entirely upon the side of the Americans.
But now it was learned that the forces under General Aguinaldo and General Luna were concentrating once more to the north and east of Malolos, and much as he regretted the necessity, General Otis was compelled to order General Lawton and his command back to the territory above Manila. No garrisons could be spared for Santa Cruz, or the other places captured, so these settlements were allowed to fall once more into the hands of the enemy, after all the fortifications had been destroyed and the arms and munitions of war confiscated. It seemed a pity to leave these towns and villages after having once taken them, but to garrison them properly would, according to General Lawton"s estimate, have taken thousands of soldiers.
With the taking of Santa Cruz, the Americans marched through all the streets and by-ways, looking for lurking rebels and hidden arms, and in this search a squad of infantry came upon Luke Striker, who had propped himself up on the sacking in the warehouse and was making himself as comfortable as possible.
"Hullo, sailor," cried the sergeant in charge of the squad. "Where did you come from?"
[Ill.u.s.tration: "Hullo, sailor, where did you come from?"--_Page 82._]
Luke"s story was quickly told, and he begged the soldier to look for Larry, fearing that serious harm had befallen the lad. At once two soldiers were detailed to care for the old Yankee, while the rest went on a hunt which lasted far into the night.
As we know, nothing was seen of Larry; but from a wounded and dying Filipino, the soldiers learned that the boy had been taken a prisoner, and must now be many miles away from the city. News of this reached Luke while he was in the temporary hospital opened up after the first fight, and the information made the old fellow feel as bad as did his wound.
"If they"ve captured him, he"s a goner, I"m afraid," he said to Jack Biddle, who had come in to help look after his messmate. "Poor Larry!
What will his brother Ben say, when he hears of it?"
"Better not tell him right away," suggested Biddle. "Give him a chance to get strong fust. Besides, Larry may give "em the slip. He"s putty cute, ye know."
The news soon spread that Larry and several others were missing, and a description of the absent ones was given out. The next day one of the missing soldiers was found dead in the jungle, but nothing was learned of the others.
"It serves the young sailor right," growled Lieutenant Horitz. "He knew too much for his own good." He had not forgotten the disaster on the river, and secretly he wished Larry all manner of ill-luck.
During the rush through the woods the Lieutenant had tumbled and struck his nose on a stone. That member was much swollen and cut in consequence, and this put him in a worse humor than ever before.
By the time the expedition was to return to Manila, Luke was able to walk around again, and he was put on one of the larger boats and Jack Biddle was detailed to look after him. The return to Manila was made without special incident, and two days later found Luke on board the _Olympia_ among all his old friends.
But the Yankee tar was thoroughly out of sorts. "I wouldn"t care for the wound at all, if only I knew Larry was safe," he was wont to say a dozen times a day. Barrow, Castleton, and all the boy"s old friends were likewise troubled because of his strange disappearance.
It was Jack Biddle who got sh.o.r.e leave and travelled up to Malolos to break the news to Ben. He found the acting captain of Company D just preparing to take his place in the command once more.
"I"m glad to see you lookin" well, leftenant," he said, after shaking hands warmly. "Ye look almost as healthy as ye did on the voyage from Brooklyn to Manila."
"And I feel almost as well," replied Ben. "The rest has done me a world of good. But what brought you up, Jack? Did Larry come with you?"
"No, Larry didn"t come," stammered the old tar, and looked down at the floor. "Fact is, leftenant, Larry--he--he couldn"t come."
"Couldn"t come? Why, what"s the matter?" cried Ben, quickly. "Is he sick?"
"I reckon not--leas"wise, I don"t know. Fact is, leftenant, none on us know. Ye see, he went upon thet Santa Cruz expedition--"
"Yes, yes, I know that. And what of it? Was he--was he--" Ben could not utter the words which came to his mind.
"No, he wasn"t shot, thet is, so far as we know. But he"s--well, he"s missin", an" we can"t find hide nor hair o" him anywhere. I might ez well tell ye fust ez last, though it cuts my heart to do it, leftenant." And Jack Biddle shook his head dubiously.
It was a great shock to Ben, yet he stood it better than the old tar had expected. He asked immediately for details, and though he drank in every word his manner showed that his thoughts were far away.
"I wish I had been along," he said bitterly. "If he wasn"t killed, the Filipinos must have carried him off a pretty good distance. I wonder if General Lawton tried to find out anything under a flag of truce."
"Everything that could be done was done--I have Captain Gaston"s word on that," answered Jack Biddle. Captain Gaston and Ben were well known to each other.
Ben sank down on a bench, and for several minutes said not a word, but the tears stood in his eyes, tears which he hastily dried that n.o.body might see them. Then Gilbert Pennington came in, to tell him that the regiment was ordered to move within the hour.
"It"s too bad!" declared the young Southerner. "But brace up, Ben, "While there is life there is hope," and it"s a pretty sure thing that he wasn"t killed." And with this ray of comfort Ben had to be content.
During the days that General Lawton had been in the vicinity of the Laguna de Bay, the regiment to which Ben and Gilbert belonged had not been idle. With a number of other troops they started for the town of Santa Maria, where they came upon the enemy and dislodged them with sh.e.l.ls. The town, already in flames, was allowed to burn, and the Americans pursued the rebels quite a distance into the mountains, but failed to catch them.