We now saw, for the first time, some troops of the hordes I spoke of,
who rove from place to place, to rob and kill all whom they meet with.
They know no real mode of war, or skill in fight. Each has a poor lean
horse, which is not fit to do good work. Our chief gave some of us leave
to go out and hunt as they call it, and what was it but to hunt sheep!
These sheep are wild and swift of foot, but they will not run far, and
you are sure of sport when you start in the chase. They go in flocks of
a score, or two, and like true sheep, keep close when they fly. In this
sort of chase it was our hap to meet with some two score of the wild
hordes, but what sort of prey they had come to hunt I know not. As soon
as they saw us, one of them blew some loud notes on a kind of horn, with
a sound that was quite new to me. We all thought this was to call their
friends round them, and so it was, for in a short time a fresh troop of
the same size came to join them; and they were all, as far as we could
judge, a mile off. One of the Scots was with us, and as soon as he heard
the horn, he told us that we must lose no time, but draw up in line, and
charge them at once. We told him we would, if he would take the lead.
They stood still, and cast a wild gaze at us, like a mere crowd, drawn
up in no line; but as soon as they saw us come at them, they let fly
their darts, which did not hit us, for though their aim was true, they
fell short of us. We now came to a halt to fire at them, and then went
at full speed to fall on them sword in hand, for so the bold Scot that
led us, told us to do.
As soon as we came up to them, they fled right and left. The sole stand
made was by three of them, who had a kind of short sword in their hands,
and bows on their backs, and who did all they could to call all the rest
back to them. The brave Scot rode close up to them, and with his gun
threw one off his horse, shot the next, and the third ran off, and this
was the end of our fight. All the bad luck we met with, was that the
sheep that we had in chase got off. We had not a man hurt, but as for
the foe, five of them were dead, and not a few had wounds, while the
rest fled at the mere noise of our guns.
Thus we went on our way from town to town, and now and then met some
of these wild hordes, whom we had to fight and I need not add that each
time we had the best of the fray. At last we made our way to the chief
town of the North Seas at the end of a year, five months and three days,
from the time when we left Ching. When I had been there six weeks, and
had bought some more goods; I took ship and set sail for the land of my
birth, which I had left, this time, for ten years, nine months and three
days.
And now I must bring this tale of my life to a close, while at the age
of three score years and twelve, I feel that the day is at hand, when
I shall go forth on that sea of peace and love, which has no waves or
shores but those of bliss that knows no end.
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