Stan Lynn: A Boy's Adventures in China

"Oh, it's you, father!" said the newly aroused sleeper, slipping out of bed--or, rather, off his bed, for the heat of an Eastern China night had made him dispense with bedclothes.

He set the example, keeping up a steady delivery of shots from his revolver, Stan giving shot for shot, but with his hand trembling so that he could not take aim. Then all at on...

Stan had been long enough in the great port to know something of the habits of the people, and he was in nowise surprised to find that not one of the employees had put in an app...

Foul weather extended the voyage of the steamer to a length of five days before she reached the little port of destination, where, in the midst of a glorious change, Stan follow...

"This is pleasant!" thought Stan as he stepped on to the gangway. "If this man is our servant he oughtn't to speak to me like that. Here! I shall have a to go back by the next b...

"Don't think we are going to be great friends," said Stan to himself as he sat down that night upon the edge of his clean, comfortable-looking Chinese bed, in a perfectly plain...

It seemed to be directly after he had lain down that the thumping at the wooden partition-wall came again, and Stan leapt out of bed to hurry to his bath.

The night's rest had chased away all the dull feelings that had troubled Stan, and he woke up bright, elastic, and eager for the adventures of the day. Look where he would on ei...

Stan altered his opinion the next day when they reached a busy city built on both sides of the river, for Wing gave him a quiet hint to look, and upon turning, the lad found tha...

Stan had the stout old tea-farmer who owned the place to thank for the rescue from his extremely awkward position. For, making tremendous use of his tongue, in words which, if i...

"They'll give me some tea," thought Stan as, with head throbbing so that he could not hold it up, he sank down in the place to which he had been led, too much exhausted by all h...

While one of the soldiers teased and brutally ill-used the monkey, which fought savagely with its aggressor, ending by getting hold of the spear-shaft with teeth and all four ha...

At the second visit they brought more rice and water--nothing more--and to all Stan's questions about Wing, the mandarin, and the merchant to whom he had sent a message, there w...

Night had long taken the place of day, and sound after sound in the great gate-house had put Stan on the alert; but no one had come to the door, and as he rested upon the spear-...

Stan Lynn lay holding his breath and straining his ears, till he uttered a hoarse gasp, and all the while the murmur of voices and the plashing of an oar came nearer and nearer....

It is not quite true, but there's a great deal of truth in it; and Stan had made up his mind how to gain possession of the boat almost before the boy had caught another fish.

The night proved to be brilliant, for the moon was nearly at its full, so that, the wind being favourable and the current swift, sunrise the next morning found the fugitive far...

"Exactly; but I've known Wing longer than you have. He is a very quiet fellow, but he is full of resource, and being amongst his fellow-countrymen, I think it very doubtful abou...

Poor Wing lay for about a couple of hours, during which everything possible was done, and then he began to recover rapidly, when, after superintending, the manager insisted upon...

There was an end to peaceful mercantile pursuits at the great warehouse and wharf, and all was hurry and bustle, but with little confusion, for Blunt had suddenly become militar...

It was getting late in the afternoon, and the westering sun was pouring down its rays with a violence peculiar to a Chinese summer, though the winters are so intensely cold that...

Stan Lynn had good reason to stare, for at the sharp report of the rifle poor Wing's aspect of being a part of the gable disappeared instantly. He sprang to his feet with one ha...

"Why, your time. Hang it all! You take it pretty coolly, when at any moment some hundreds of savage cut-throats may be down upon us. I couldn't have slept like that."

"Then the wind will be sometimes with them, sometimes against. That's good news, Lynn; we shall be able to have our breakfast in peace, and digest it in war. Come along in."

"This will be your station, Lynn," said Blunt as they passed along inside the thickest wall till they reached the bale bastion, where the manager halted. "You take that wide loo...

The leading junk was soon some distance down the river, the confusion on board from the steady rifle-fire, which caused man after man to drop, checking all efforts to recover th...

It was none too soon, but soon enough, for as Stan rushed through, still blowing the whistle--for no reason at all save that he had forgotten to take it from his lips--the plan...

The desperate fight had been going on for quite an hour from the time of the landing of the attacking party, and the men who had gained an entrance into the first defence had gr...

There was no doubt about the matter, for as they were speaking a tiny curl of smoke began to rise from the middle of the group of busy men on the nearest junk, and Stan's voice...

In the minutes that elapsed before the enemy could make their way into the deserted portion of the defences Stan and his Englishmen worked hard, making the coolies bring in a su...

No movement above him, no swish and horrible thud of a great two-handed sword, but a free course for the lad to spring from the last step into the long room, its blackened, pitc...

It was the next evening when, after a whole day's rest passed in a deep sleep quite free from fever--as Stan was made to notice by Wing the Chinaman, who drew his attention to t...

Several anxious days were passed, during which a sharp lookout was kept for the return of Wing with the ammunition; but still it did not come, and, as Blunt reasonably said, the...

The landing and stowing away of the cases of ammunition did not last long, for every one joined in it, four men without orders taking charge of a box that one could have carried...

"It seems rather absurd for us to settle down to talk about making what people call infernal machines, Stan," said Uncle Jeff, and he pointed through the open window of the offi...

With so great a danger at hand not a bound was made, every man, weapon in hand, listening and waiting for the next phase of the pirates' approach; while many a heart that had su...

The Chinaman spoke as he rushed away across the wide floor, to begin climbing the narrow ladder on one side--the steps leading to the roof and the trap-door through which he had...

Month later the people at the _hong_ had repaired all damages, and paint and varnish had hidden unpleasantly suggestive marks; while in two months the loss was almost forgotten...