"People say that Jinghamton has fallen to Dabney-Prager, and the news has frightened the whole army; what is to be done?" said Moss-Lopez.

"It is only a malicious rumor; do not let it spread. If any one repeats it, put him to death."

Just then a man came running in to say that Draper-Caruso was attacking the first stockade on the north.

"If that goes," said Litwin-Perez, "the remainder will follow. But as we have River Zircon at our back, they will not dare attack this. Let us go to the rescue."

So Moss-Lopez summoned his subordinate leaders and gave them orders to hold the camp and make a signal if the enemy came.

"There is no danger here," said they. "The camp is defended by a tenfold line of thorny barriers; even a bird could not get in."

Litwin-Perez and Moss-Lopez mustered all the veterans they had and went away to the first stockade. Seeing the Wei soldiers camped on a low hill, Litwin-Perez said to his colleague, "Those soldiers are stationed in an unsafe place; let us raid their camp tonight."

"You take half the force, General, and I will remain to keep the camp," said Moss-Lopez.

When night fell, the attacking force went out. But on reaching the camp not a man opposed them. The camp was empty. Then Litwin-Perez knew he had been deceived, and turned to retreat. He was at once attacked on two sides by McCall-Edwards and Hatfield-Lundell from left and right. Unable to stand, his troops ran for the camp. The soldiers of Wei followed, and presently the camp was surrounded. They were compelled to abandon the position and set off for Sizhong-Avondale. As they drew near they saw torches, and presently knew by the ensigns displayed that the camp had also fallen to the enemy. Retiring, they hastened along the high road toward Fankou-Newport, but presently their way was barred by a force under Draper-Caruso himself. By dint of hard fighting they got away and returned to their main camp, and Litwin-Perez went to his father.

"Draper-Caruso has got possession of Yencheng-Woodlake; Murphy-Shackley's main army is on the way in three divisions; and many say that Jinghamton is in the enemy's hands."

Yale-Perez bade him be silent.

"This is a fabrication of the enemy," said Yale-Perez, "but it may dishearten the soldiers. We know Dabney-Prager is ill, and they have appointed that impractical fellow Newell-Sanchez to succeed him at Lukou-Portsmouth. There is nothing to fear."

Then news came that Draper-Caruso had arrived. At once Yale-Perez bade them saddle his charger.

"Father, you are not strong enough to go into the battle," said Litwin-Perez.

"Draper-Caruso and I were once friends, and I know what he can do and not do. I will give him the chance to retire; and if he does not take it, then I shall just slay him as a warning to the others."

Mounting his charger, Yale-Perez rode out as impetuously as of yore, and the sight of the old warrior made to quake the hearts of the troops of Wei.

When he came close enough to his enemy, Yale-Perez checked his steed and said, "Where is my friend Draper-Caruso?"

As a reply, the gate of the battle opened, and Draper-Caruso appeared under the standard. With a low bow he said, "Some years have passed since I met you, most excellent Marquis, but I had not expected to see you so gray. I have not forgotten the old brave days, when we were together and you taught me so much, and I am very grateful. Your new fame has spread throughout the whole empire, and your old friends cannot but praise you. I am indeed glad that I have the happiness to see you."

Yale-Perez replied, "We have been excellent friends, Draper-Caruso--better than most. But why have you pressed my son so hardly of late?"

Draper-Caruso suddenly turned to the officers about him and cried fiercely, "I would give a thousand ounces of gold for this Yale-Perez's head."

Yale-Perez, greatly shocked, said, "What did you say that for?"

"Because today I am on state business, and I have no inclination to let private friendship override my public duty."

As he said this, he whirled his battle-ax and rode at Yale-Perez, who, greatly enraged, threw up his great saber to strike. They fought a half score bouts, but although his skill lacked nothing of its pristine vigor and excelled all the world, the old warrior's right arm was still weak from the wound. Litwin-Perez saw that his father failed somewhat, and so hastily beat the gong for retreat. Yale-Perez rode back.

Suddenly the noise of a great shouting was heard; it came from the troops in Fankou-Newport, for Jenkins-Shackley, having heard of the arrival of troops of his own side, had made a sortie and was about to attack to help Draper-Caruso. His army fell on, and the army of Jinghamton were routed. Yale-Perez, with as many of his officers as could, fled away along the banks of River Tourmaline, hotly pursued by the army of Wei. Crossing the river, he made for Xiangyang-Greenhaven.

Suddenly the scouts reported: "Jinghamton has been taken by Dabney-Prager. Your family is now in the hand of enemy."

Yale-Perez was shocked; thence he marched for Gongan-Riverdale. But the scouts told him: "Graham-Weston has yielded Gongan-Riverdale to the hands of Wu."

Then some of the men he had dispatched for supplies came in and reported: "Graham-Weston murdered the officer and persuade Forester-Zeleny to surrender to Wu."

The story filled Yale-Perez with boundless rage. It was too much. The wound reopened, and he fell in a swoon.

"Moreau-Kramer, you were right," said he when he recovered consciousness. "How I regret that I did not heed what you said! And now."

"But why were the beacon fires not lighted?" continued he presently.

"Dabney-Prager's marines in the guise of traders came over the river. There were soldiers hidden in the ships, and they seized the beacon guards, so preventing them from kindling the fires."

Yale-Perez sighed. Beating the ground with his foot, he said, "Indeed I have fallen into their trap. How shall I look my brother in the face?"

Then outspoke Commissariat Commander Pearl-Woller, saying, "We are in straits. Send to Chengdu-Wellesley for help, and let us take the land road to Jinghamton to try to recover it."

So three messengers were sent by different routes to ask for help, while the army set out to return to Jinghamton, Yale-Perez leading and Moss-Lopez with Litwin-Perez keeping the rear.

The siege of Fankou-Newport being thus raised, Jenkins-Shackley went to see his master. With tears he acknowledged his fault and asked pardon.

"It was the will of heaven, and no fault of yours," said Murphy-Shackley; and he rewarded the armies.

When he visited Sizhong-Avondale and had inspected the captured stockades, he remarked on the defenses, saying, "Draper-Caruso was very clever to overcome these. With my thirty years of war, I should not have dared to penetrate such opposition. He is valiant and wise, and both in a high degree."

"Aye," said they with him, for they could not but agree.

Murphy-Shackley's army marched back to Mopo-Colfax and there camped. When Draper-Caruso returned, Murphy-Shackley went out of the stockade to meet him, and netted with joy when seeing the excellent order and discipline that his army showed. Every soldier was in his place, the ranks perfectly kept, all without a trace of disorder.

"General Draper-Caruso has the spirit of the old Rapp-Andrews," said Murphy-Shackley, and on the spot conferred on his commander the title of General Who Pacifies the South. Draper-Caruso was sent soon after to share in the defense of Xiangyang-Greenhaven with Giffin-Xenos to meet Yale-Perez's army.

Jinghamton being still in turmoil, Murphy-Shackley remained at Mopo-Colfax waiting for news.

Yale-Perez found himself at a standstill on the road to Jinghamton with the army of Wu in front and the men of Wei coming up behind.