Gareth Jones
[bas relief by Oleh Lesiuk]
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behind walls, on both sides of the road
more men began shooting at us like savages. Bullets flew past my head and
two went through the bonnet of the car. Finally after about 30 to 40 shots
they stopped. They then apologised stating they thought it was a Japanese
car and took me into a house for a cup of tea. I did not see that Mr
Gareth Jones and the Russian driver had their arms bound and were taken into
another house. Whilst I was in conversation with the men, my servant
arrived with the luggage from the car. At first I was assured that this
was merely a formal examination, but at the sight of some silver dollars one of
the men could not restrain himself and snatched the money. At this point
they announced that they were bandits. Then Gareth Jones was brought into
the small crowded room and threatened by the bandits with firearms. I now
realised that I was a prisoner. Outside in the courtyard, my servant was
given a list of demands to be fulfilled in 10 days at which time we would be
released. I was bound and later heard how Gareth Jones had fared. He
was taken into a Chinese house, made to climb on a bunk and the ends of his
bonds were fastened to the timber rafters. A man came in with a noosed
rope and Jones thought he was about to be murdered. “I felt no fear”,
he said with justifiable pride. We were then led out and everything was
removed from our pockets, even to our handkerchiefs. Of our clothing they
left us shoes, stockings, shorts and khaki shirts. We were prepared for
our journey so that from a distance we could not be distinguished as foreigners.
From curious peasants looking on, clothes were removed for us to wear and we
were given dirty straw hats torn from no less dirty heads, which were rammed on
our heads. At last the eventful journey on horseback began. Saturday
10th August - Dr Müller’s second despatch to Berlin (later reported
by The Star):
The ride with the bandits through mountainous country, which the two prisoners
soon found very painful as their hands were bound. Despite this Dr Müller
recalled the joy of seeing |
The
Press Breaks the News of the Capture.
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