SCOUTING FOR BOYS. 7th Edition. 2nd Edition. SCOUTING GAMES. 2nd Edition. The term "spy" is used rather indiscriminately, and has by use come to
be a term of contempt. to General Sir H. Clinton. As he was not trying to get information, it seems scarcely right to
call him a spy. Many people took this view at the time, and George
III. THE DIFFERENT DEGREES OF SPIES. 2. 3. There are also traitor spies. Fortunately we are not much troubled with them in England; but we have
had a notorious example in South Africa. STRATEGICAL AGENTS. TACTICAL AGENTS. But
the Germans foresaw this long before the war, and laid their plans
accordingly. This was
done in the time of peace, and therefore had to be done secretly. There was nothing to attract attention or suspicion about this, and
numbers of these emplacements are said to have been made before war
began. on the hills
which I had noticed, and I very soon found what I wanted. This was notably
the case at Tsingtau, captured by the Japanese and British forces
from the Germans. RESIDENTIAL SPIES. He was watched, and finally arrested. Then he suggested that his
tailor might have called, and she agreed that it was so. OFFICER AGENTS. COMMERCIAL SPYING. Carl Lody, a German ex-officer, was recently tried in London by
court-martial and shot for "war treason"--that is, for sending
information regarding our Navy to Germany during hostilities. That was their plan--based on careful investigation by a small army
of spies--some five or six years ago, before our naval bases had been
established in the north. FIELD SPIES. Spying, in reality, is reconnaissance in
disguise. CATCHING A SPY. The driver pulled up, and so did we. He had none. By-laws allowed us to confiscate and smash unauthorised
cameras, and that was all. It was during the hour before sunrise that, as a rule, the enemy used
to light their fires for cooking their early morning food. The worst of spying is that it makes you always suspicious, even of
your best friends. He said that he had found as he had expected,
an ambush laid for us. CONVEYING INFORMATION. SECRET SIGNALS AND WARNINGS. It means: "A letter is hidden four paces in this direction. It means: "Not this way. The arrow is marked on the ground. Very frequently a priest was arrested and found to be a spy disguised,
and as such he was shot. On the arrival of the German invaders they
have chalked on their doors, "Not to be destroyed. And their different ways of communicating it
are more than ingenious. There was also found in his office a code
by which the different arms of the service were designated in terms of
timber for secretly telegraphing information. The plea put forward by the German spy, Lieut. Carl Lody, at his
court-martial in London, was that "he would not cringe for mercy. Many a
Briton was probably doing the same for Britain." TRAITOROUS SPYING. For him, of course, there is no excuse. Fortunately, the Briton is not as a rule of a corruptible character,
and many foreign spies in England have been discovered through their
attempts to bribe officers or men to give away secrets. THE VALUE OF BEING STUPID. Fortunately for us, we are as a nation considered by the others to be
abnormally stupid, therefore easily to be spied upon. And so it has been with us British. For years the correspondence of these gentry has been regularly
opened, noted, and sent on. They were not as a rule worth arresting,
the information sent was not of any urgent importance, and so long
as they went on thinking that they were unnoticed, their superiors
in their own country made no effort to send more astute men in their
place. His letters were opened in the post, sealed up, and sent on. 15 cm. gun cupola._
_C. 12 cm. guns cupolas._
_D. gun._
2. _Howitzers._
3. guns._
5. Magnified about six times size of life." Once I went "butterfly hunting" in Dalmatia. Cattaro, the capital, has
been the scene of much bombarding during the present war. It was then supposed to be impregnable. We did not want it, and when we had got
it we did not know what to do with it. His system he then proceeded to demonstrate, which was to spit into
the water. HOW SPIES DISGUISE THEMSELVES. He is warned to keep no notes, to
confide in no one, to use disguises where necessary, and to shift for
himself entirely. "He is down there, in one
of the last carriages of the train. Fortunately I had a grey overcoat on my arm, in which was a travelling
cap and a comforter. "Why, you
are Liar Jones," I exclaimed. He said, "My name is Jones, but I was
not aware of the 'Liar.'" [_Aids to
Scouting_, p. 136.] I was never suspected by those among whom I went, and with whom I
became intimate. My special companion was one Jim Bates, a carpenter. THE SPORT OF SPYING. Here are a few instances from actual experiences. I had come far and would have still further
to go before I came across any habitation, and I was hard up for a
lodging for the night. THE VALUE OF HIDE-AND-SEEK. It
teaches you a lot. On the far side the country was open, and before I had gone far the
gendarmes spied me, and after a hurried consultation, dashed off at
a gallop for the nearest bridge, half a mile away. Seizing the opportunity of the gates being open, I gave a
hurried glance in, as any ordinary passer-by might do. 2 to his aid. I at once "froze." I was equally anxious but immovable. The workmen were not yet upon the building, so I had the whole place
to myself. SPYING ON MOUNTAIN TROOPS. But these all appeared to be the
ordinary type of troops, infantry, artillery of the line, etc. For
some days I watched the manoeuvres, but saw nothing very striking to
report. There was no difficulty in passing through the village with its groups
of soldiers strolling about off duty, but on the roads leading out of
it many sentries were posted, and I feared that they would scarcely
let me pass without inquiring as to who I was and where I was going. I at once stood up and made no further efforts at concealment, but got
out my sketch book and started to make a drawing of "Dawn Among the
Mountains." All was novel, all was practical. POSING AS AN ARTIST. And as I looked over I found below me one of the new forts. FOOLING A GERMAN SENTRY. So I saw that caution
was necessary. But more
than this it was impossible to get. While engaged at this, to my horror the sentry suddenly turned on his
tracks and came back towards me. He pretended to be intoxicated, and so escaped. But nothing more came
of it at the moment. The poor man, with
tears running down his cheeks, then confessed to me it was not illness
of body, but worry of the mind that was preying upon him. Life was over for
him, and he did not know what to do. I will do something for you. I at once laughed genially at the mistake made, and explained to him
that I was not a German at all. At the next station accordingly he got out, and after an affectionate
farewell, I went on. As it was, I came away scot free with all the
information I wanted about the new gun. HOODWINKING A TURKISH SENTRY. As we both had a day or two to wait at Malta, I acted as host to him
during his stay. He was then in charge of a large arsenal in one of the colonies of his
country. Also whether there was any means arranged for arming these
natives; if so, in what way and in what numbers. He was kind enough to take
me for a tour of inspection round the town, down to the river, and up
in the citadel. There was gallery after gallery filled with racks of arms, all
beautifully kept, and over the door of each room was the name of
the tribe and the number of men who could be mobilised in the event
of their being required, and the number of arms and the amount of
ammunition that was available for each. TEA AND A TURK. When we arrived at the gate of the fort the sentry and the officer in
charge would on no account allow us to pass until the lady said that
she was a friend of the Pasha, when we were at once admitted and
passed to his quarters. SORE FEET. I visited them in their own country. There was no escape for the Turks. They were only ordinary mortals,
and could not run downhill. But in
that position, it is very difficult for him to see behind the scenes. He is only shown what they want him to see. I accordingly attached myself to a squad of infantry, with whom I
spent a couple of days and nights. I had come to a certain town, and
could find no room in the place where I could sleep. Finally, I went to the station and asked the stationmaster if I could
sleep in a railway carriage. They were so very much like our own, but far more amateurish
in their knowledge and methods of leading; as old-fashioned as the
hills, and liable to make mistakes at every turn. AN INTERESTING TASK. He sprang from his seat, begged
us to be seated, and explained it was all a mistake. SUCCESS WITH THE BALLOON. We did not live long without the stain. HOW TO ENTER A FORT. There were
notice boards round this fort at a distance of about twenty yards
apart stating that nobody was allowed within this circle of notices,
and we argued that if once we were inside any sentry or detective
would naturally suppose we had leave to be there. We tried the idea, and it worked splendidly. If you pass an officer or dignitary whom you
see everybody saluting, salute him too, so that you do not appear
singular. The penalty for spying in this country was five years without the
option of a fine, or even of a trial. HOW WE GOT THE SECRET LIGHT. HOW THE BIG RIVER WAS SWUM. On the far bank a few men were left behind. CAUGHT AT LAST. We had, however, collected all the information that was
necessary, and there was no need for us to go there again. Inside,
however, all was not quite the same as it had been on previous
occasions. There were a very large number of officers collected
there, and a too larger number of police, officers for my liking. I,
therefore, repented of my intention and took myself out again. They were some of the staff officers of the Emperor. They asked me a few questions as to who I was
and why I was there, and on arrival at the fort I was handed over to
some other officers and again asked my business. When we arrived at the station there was some little time to wait, and
I asked if I might go to the inn and collect my belongings. Permission
was granted to me, and I was taken there under the charge of a police
officer. In the meantime I might go about the city, but was not
to take myself away without permission. THE ESCAPE. That was the scheme. But the difficulty was how to play it off. It was an anxious time. But the brother was calm, and for once--he was right! CONCLUSION. By HAROLD ASHTON. Crown 8vo. Cloth. extra.) By GLADYS
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