Jones of the 64th: A Tale of the Battles of Assaye and LaswareeBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
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Jones of the 64th: A Tale of the Battles of Assaye and Laswaree
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Maratha War, 1803 -- Juvenile fiction
"Some day, old chap," he said very solemnly, "I shall hope to do
something for you, for I do most undoubtedly owe you my life. But it
seems quite natural that I should do so. I don't know when it was that I
first began to watch you--I expect from the first hour we came
aboard--but I remember thinking that you looked like a fellow well able
to take care of himself, and of others. There was such a quiet way about
you. You were so jolly with the others, and yet something seemed to show
that you had gone through a little more, and had had experiences which
few of the subalterns or clerks could boast of. Then came your swatting
at Hindustani, the remarks made about it, and the fight. Yes, it all
seems quite natural. You have a knack of finding a way out of
difficulties, and you've brought us through this one well."
"That's all right, then," said Owen with a smile, blushing furiously red
at the compliments paid him. "Now to decide how to get clear of this
place. It is early in the day yet, but we shall have to get down to the
shore before very long."
"And while these gentlemen are down below, why, it is a little
difficult," answered Jack with a laugh, for Owen's light-heartedness was
infectious. "They won't move on, I suppose, for the mere asking?"
"Hardly. But we might speak to them in a manner which would be
understood. Supposing we try a shot or two."
Owen unslung his gun and calmly loaded the weapon, perching himself
securely in the tree meanwhile, for to have tumbled out would have been
to have courted a speedy death. For the two-horned rhinoceros of Sumatra
is not a beast to trifle with, and when his anger is aroused, as on this
occasion, he is, indeed, a terrible foe to have anything to do with.
More than that, a fact which surprised all three, and caused them to
alter their opinions, was the unexpected agility of these ponderous
animals. They had only to recollect the rapidity of the charge which the
dead beast had made to know that a rhinoceros, however unwieldy he might
appear, was in fact capable of extremely rapid action. And in addition,
as many a hunter has learned ere now, the rhinoceros is an animal
possessed of an irascible temper, which makes him an extremely difficult
and dangerous enemy to attack. However, the tree in which they had found
refuge, though it had been blasted by lightning, was still sufficiently
strong to protect them from the beasts below, and Owen made the most of
the position.
"Take him at the point of the shoulder, sahib," said Mulha, as Owen put
the weapon to his shoulder and aimed at one of them. "They are so close
that you should have every chance of killing them."
"And they stand conveniently quiet. I will do my best with them."
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