Harper's New Monthly Magazine: No. XVI.—September, 1851—Vol. III.Various
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine: No. XVI.—September, 1851—Vol. III.
Various
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There was nothing left for the children, but the warning of their
father's life, and the memory of their mother's trials. They were not
allowed to go upon the parish--not even Dan. It was plain that he would
not live very long; and neighborly charity was sure to last as long as
he. The others were dispersed among the farms in that and the nearest
vales, and they have grown up as laborers. The land and buildings had
been mortgaged beyond their value, and they went at once into the hands
of strangers.
SHOTS IN THE JUNGLE.
It was late in the month of June, 1840, that myself and a friend (who
had together hunted elk on the Newara plains, and shot snipe at
Ratnapoora) finding ourselves at its capital, Jaffna, resolved to have a
shot at the spotted deer of the Northern Province of Ceylon. The only
difficulties to overcome were the want of a tent and guide. These the
government agent of the province kindly supplied, giving us, besides, a
peon, who, with him, had been over the country we intended to shoot in.
When we left the fort, one of the prettiest pieces of Dutch
fortification in existence, it was about half-past five--the morning, as
usual, lovely. The process by which our horses were shipped was so
primitive, that I will stop on my way to give an account of it: The
boats in which we were to cross are of about three tons burthen, with a
single tall mast shipped amidships, which carries a square yard. This is
hoisted according to the weather, the reefs being taken in the bottom of
the sail. To the top of the mast the crew had now made fast a lot of
ropes, which were seized by all hands; and the vessel thus made to
careen till its gunwale met the water-level. Then, by dint of great
exertions, the horses were made to jump out of the sea, here only three
feet deep, into the boats. Mine refused altogether until they put a
bamboo under his girth, and fairly lifted his fore legs over the
bulwark. In the embarkation, our horses lost their shoes; but as all our
journey lay over sandy plains, we gave ourselves no trouble on that
score.
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