Settlers and Scouts: A Tale of the African HighlandsStrang, Herbert
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Settlers and Scouts: A Tale of the African Highlands
Strang, Herbert
Africa, East -- Juvenile fiction
CHAPTER THE FIRST--The Emigrants
CHAPTER THE SECOND--Said Mohammed, failed B.A.
CHAPTER THE THIRD--In a Game-Pit
CHAPTER THE FOURTH--White Man’s Magic
CHAPTER THE FIFTH--Juma takes to the Bush
CHAPTER THE SIXTH--Raided by Lions
CHAPTER THE SEVENTH--John runs the Farm
CHAPTER THE EIGHTH--Hard Pressed
CHAPTER THE NINTH--A Rearguard Fight
CHAPTER THE TENTH--Driving Sheep to Market
CHAPTER THE ELEVENTH--Rhinoceros and Lions
CHAPTER THE TWELFTH--The Sack of the Farm
CHAPTER THE THIRTEENTH--Tracking the Raiders
CHAPTER THE FOURTEENTH--Ferrier Insists
CHAPTER THE FIFTEENTH--A Coup de Main
CHAPTER THE SIXTEENTH--Juma is Reinforced
CHAPTER THE SEVENTEENTH--John’s Letter
CHAPTER THE EIGHTEENTH--An Attack in Force
CHAPTER THE NINETEENTH--Trapped
CHAPTER THE TWENTIETH--Shooting the Rapids
CHAPTER THE TWENTY-FIRST--A Combined Assault
CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SECOND--A Counter Stroke
CHAPTER THE TWENTY-THIRD--The Ivory
CHAPTER THE TWENTY-FOURTH--Ferrier takes the Lead
CHAPTER THE TWENTY-FIFTH--The Fight in the Swamp
CHAPTER THE TWENTY-SIXTH--Back to the Farm
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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
THE BENGALI HURLED THE CANFUL AT HIS HEAD.
ONE OF THE WAKAMBA SLIPPED OFF WHEN HE WAS IN MID STREAM
THE BENGALI HURLED THE CANFUL AT HIS HEAD.
FERRIER RAISED HIS RIFLE, AND ... BROUGHT HIM DOWN WITH A BULLET THROUGH
THE HEART
THE HIPPO GAVE A SNORT, AND THE WATER AROUND HIM WAS AGITATED AS BY AN
IMMENSE CHURN
JOHN ORDERED HIS ASKARIS TO FIRE AMONG THE NEGROES ON THE LEFT BANK.
MAPS
PART OF BRITISH EAST AFRICA
ENVIRONS OF JUMA’S FORT
CHAPTER THE FIRST--The Emigrants
The train was steaming over Mombasa Island, and Mr. David Halliday,
ejaculating "Now we’re off!" settled himself in his corner and
comfortably fell asleep. Age has its weaknesses--or its privileges,
according as you look at it. Not that Mr. Halliday was aged, or even
old. He was nearly fifty, and might have passed for younger. His son,
at any rate, was neither old nor sleepy. He was, in fact, but a few
months past his seventeenth year; and being possessed of an average
curiosity and a healthy interest in novel scenes, he looked with delight
on the groves of lofty cocoa-nut palms, the wide-spreading mangoes and
baobabs filled with chattering monkeys, and the long stretches of
park-like glades, brilliant with flowers, through which runs the Uganda
railway in the first stage of its long course to the shores of Victoria
Nyanza.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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