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
"When did they come?" asked our hero. "Tell me all about them, and how
it is that you and your men live in comparative comfort while all round
here the villages have been burned."
"It is soon told, sahib. Years ago I built this place, for the land here
favours me, and farming brings plenty of gain. But there were always
robbers eager to despoil me, and having suffered once I made
preparations to beat off other attacks. I gathered arms, the same that
you see here, and erected this fort. Then I stationed a look-out on
yonder tower, and a man has kept watch there ever since. At night the
beasts are driven into the square and the gates shut. We have never been
surprised, and those who have come in the night have been beaten off.
These men, however, came in the early hours, when we were busy with the
beasts, driving them out, and they nearly rushed the place. Allah be
praised, they failed by a little!"
"And will try again," said Owen calmly. "There are quite a hundred of
the fellows, and we are thirty. How much ammunition have you?"
"Plenty, sahib. I have always kept a good store."
"And food and water?"
"Enough for a week. Had the beasts been here there would have been even
more food. As to water, there is a well in yonder corner."
"Then things are not so bad," smiled Owen. "We have the advantage of
walls round us, and no need to worry about provisions. That leaves us
every chance of arranging the defence. What of the troops, Mulha?"
"They are seven miles away, sahib, and yonder ridge lies between us and
them. They are not likely to hear the heaviest firing, and cannot
possibly see us from their line of march."
"Then we will put them aside as unlikely to be of use to us," said Owen
promptly. "But bear in mind the fact that a man might manage to get away
as the evening comes, and with a good horse underneath him could reach
our friends."
It was a point not to be neglected, but for the moment there was little
use in considering the matter, for the Mahratta horse were in strength
before the small castle, and their movements showed that they were
firmly determined to capture the place without delay. Owen stared out at
their retreating figures, and then ran lightly down the steps which led
to the courtyard. Mulha followed him, and together they inspected the
gates.
"Strong enough for ordinary purposes, but would not stand a long
battering," observed Owen. "We must arrange for something to block up
the opening should they beat the gates down. Call the farmer again."
The old man came running to them, and having heard their request, nodded
his head eagerly.
"There are barrels beneath the house, and abundant supplies of stones,"
he said. "I will give orders at once."
"And have the things piled in a circle just inside the gates. Now we
will divide the men up for the defence of the castle, and those who are
building the barrels and stones into position can act as a reserve. That
will leave them free to complete the task."
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