Settlers and Scouts: A Tale of the African HighlandsStrang, Herbert
General
Settlers and Scouts: A Tale of the African Highlands
Strang, Herbert
Africa, East -- Juvenile fiction
John had by this time so much respect for the Wanderobbo’s acuteness of
hearing that he felt it unwise to neglect this statement. Bidding the
men to sort out all the provisions the fort contained, with the idea of
carrying a portion with him when he left, and burning the rest, he left
the place with Bill, after giving strict orders that the bridge should
be taken up behind him, and not replaced over the gap until his return,
unless he should send back a message by Bill. The two crossed the pool
and set off at a rapid pace towards the bluff. They were half-way to
the summit when Bill declared that he again heard shots. They quickened
their pace, and on reaching the top, where a wide expanse of the plain
was outstretched before them, they looked carefully all round the
southern horizon, keeping under cover. They could see the river winding
along between its verdurous banks, and when they lost sight of the
shining water they could still trace its course by the fresher green of
the vegetation. The plain was covered for the most part with grass,
with patches of scrub and clumps of woodland here and there. In the far
distance they descried a herd of antelope feeding, but for some time saw
no other living creature, beast or man.
All at once both started. In the still air, above the sound of the
swirling water beneath them, they heard distinctly six shots. One of
them, Bill declared, was that of the msungu’s rifle, though John was
utterly unable to understand how he could distinguish it from the
others. Some seconds afterwards Bill lifted his hand and pointed in a
south-easterly direction, saying that he saw smoke among the trees. John
looked eagerly in the same direction, but could see nothing. Unluckily
he had left his field-glass with Ferrier. Presently he heard more
shots, in rapid succession. Clearly there was fighting going on; the
natural inference was that Ferrier’s party was engaged, and since only
he, Coja, and Said Mohammed could use rifles, the number of the shots
showed that his opponents must possess firearms. It was equally clear
that Ferrier, if it was indeed he, had left the spot where it had been
arranged that he should await John’s return, and he must be either
pursuing or pursued. The conclusion was irresistible that for some
unforeseen reason he had found himself compelled to advance towards
John.
Anxious on his friend’s behalf, John decided instantly that he must set
out at once to join hands with him. He sent Bill back to call the men
from the fort, telling him that they must bring the ammunition and
rifles for those who could use them. He himself would start towards the
firing, pointing out to Bill the general direction in which he would go.
He knew that the men, being rapid marchers when not carrying loads,
would not be long in overtaking him. The fort must be left unguarded,
but there was no help for it; the matter of immediate urgency was to
reinforce Ferrier.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account