Hair-Breadth Escapes: The Adventures of Three Boys in South AfricaAdams, H. C. (Henry Cadwallader)
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Hair-Breadth Escapes: The Adventures of Three Boys in South Africa
Adams, H. C. (Henry Cadwallader)
Adventure stories; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Hunting -- Juvenile fiction; South Africa -- Juvenile fiction
and they were absolutely unable to stand upright under the heavy burden
of their garniture. The rest of the women and the men formed two long
lines on either side of the scene of the contest, and it was evident
from their looks, that they took the keenest interest in the issue of
the struggle.
"Now you look here," began Omatoko as soon as the chief and the
Englishmen had saluted one another; "you each take weapon you mean to
use--no allowed to change it. Chief throw three assegais, white
medicine-man fire three shots; whoever hit nearest middle white leather,
he win. If white man win, he have three assegais. If chief win, he
have white man's fire-tube. Is it good?"
"All right. I make no objection," said Lavie, with a nod of
intelligence to his companions; and the chief also signifying his
assent, the trial began.
Umboo was the first to step forward. He motioned to one of the
attendants to bring him the bundle of assegais which he carried, and
made a careful examination of them. The lads had never before had a
good sight of this weapon. It was nearly seven feet in length, the iron
head being some eight inches long and two broad. As the spears in
question had been designed for the chief's own use, the best workmen had
been employed upon them, and Lavie was really astonished at the skill
and taste displayed in the manufacture, which could hardly have been
outdone by the best English workman. Having chosen his missiles, Umboo
now prepared to throw them. Brandishing the first of them in the air,
and moving his hand to and fro, until it was exactly poised, he bent
backwards and hurled it with all the force of his herculean frame. It
flew straight to the mark, and buried itself in the dark wood a few
inches from the white leather circle. Some applause was bestowed; but
it was plain, from the faces of the bystanders, that this was not
accounted one of his most skilful efforts. He hastened to mend his
fortune with the second spear, but with no better result than before,
the assegai being fixed in the board, nearly about the same distance
from the centre as the first. With an impatient exclamation he caught
up the third missile, resolved that this time he would not fail His
exertions were successful. A burst of admiration broke forth as the
weapon was seen sticking in the leather itself, though not within an
inch and a half of the actual centre.
It was now Lavie's turn, and as he advanced to the spot which Umboo had
just quitted, he was regarded with the utmost curiosity by the
Hottentots, many of whom had never witnessed the discharge of firearms.
The doctor's rifle was already loaded. He raised it to his shoulder,
slowly lowering it again, until the bead exactly covered the centre of
the leather. Then, instantly drawing the trigger, the crack of the
report was heard, and the bullet passed so exactly through the middle of
the mark, that the wooden pin was driven out, and the leather dropped to
the ground.
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