My Adventures as a Spy by Baron Robert Stephenson Smyth Baden-Powell Baden-Powell of Gilwell
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personal courage and astuteness. It is something greater than the
ordinary bravery of a soldier in action, who is carried on by the enthusiasm of those around him under the leadership of an officer, and with the competition and admiration of others. The pluck of the man who goes out alone, unobserved and unapplauded, and at the risk of his life, is surely equally great. The Boers used field spies freely against us in South Africa. One English-speaking Boer used to boast how, during the war, he made frequent visits to Johannesburg dressed in the uniform taken from a British major who had been killed in action. He used to ride past the sentries, who, instead of shooting him, merely saluted, and he frequented the clubs and other resorts of the officers, picking up such information as he required from them first hand, till evening came and he was able to ride back to his commando. CONVEYING INFORMATION. On our side various methods were adopted of conveying information in the field. My spies employed native runners (especially the most astute cattle-thieves) to take their despatches to me. _A SECRET MESSAGE._ [Illustration: _These hieroglyphics contain a secret message which can be easily read by those who know the semaphore signalling code. This signalling consists of swinging two arms in different positions, |
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