In
Recording The Greatest Battle Of Modern Times Three Days Had Been
Lost, And By A Lie.
The object of their coming to the Far East had
been frustrated.
It was fatuous to longer expect from Kodama and his
pupils fair play or honest treatment, and in the interest of their
employers and to save their own self-respect, the representatives of
all the most important papers in the world, the Times, of London, the
New York Herald, the Paris Figaro, the London Daily Telegraph, Daily
Mail, and Morning Post, quit the Japanese army.
Meanwhile, unconscious of what we had missed, the four of us were
congratulating ourselves upon our escape, and had started for New-
Chwang. Our first halt was at Hai-Cheng, in the same compound in
which for many days with the others we had been imprisoned. But our
halt was a brief one. We found the compound glaring in the sun,
empty, silent, filled only with memories of the men who, with their
laughter, their stories, and their songs had made it live.
But now all were gone, the old familiar faces and the familiar
voices, and we threw our things back on the carts and hurried away.
The trails between Hai-Cheng and the sea made the worst going we had
encountered in Manchuria. You soon are convinced that the time has
not been long since this tract of land lay entirely under the waters
of the Gulf of Liaotung. You soon scent the salt air, and as you
flounder in the alluvial deposits of ages, you expect to find the
salt-water at the very roots of the millet.
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