The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of AdventureHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of Adventure
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
South Africa -- History -- Frontier Wars, 1811-1878 -- Juvenile fiction
"No, she has escaped without a scratch, and I think that that's more
than any of the rest of us can say."
"I must see about my men now," Ronald said; "will you get all the
shutters downstairs fastened and barred?"
Ronald ran out and found that his men had just succeeded in clearing the
house. They had found several Kaffirs upstairs engaged in the work of
plundering. Some of them had been cut down, whilst others had jumped
from the open windows. As soon as the shutters had been fastened, Ronald
and his men took their places at the upper windows and opened fire upon
the natives, who were already drawing off. The fire of the defenders of
the house was aided by that of the burghers, and the retreat of the
natives soon became a flight, many dropping before they were out of
range of the rifles. As soon as the natives were fairly in retreat
Ronald again went downstairs, where he found Mr. Armstrong and the other
defenders of the house engaged attending upon the wounded. Ronald
looked round the room.
"My daughter is in there," Mr. Armstrong said, pointing to the inner
room. "She has behaved splendidly through it all, but she broke down
when she found that the danger was over. I think you had better leave
her alone for a few minutes."
"No wonder!" Ronald said, as he looked round the room. Seven or eight
natives lay dead close to the doorway, three or four others in other
parts of the room, three white men and two women also lay dead; and on
the ground lay a table-cloth, broken plates and dishes, and the remains
of a feast. Mr. Armstrong and four other farmers were now engaged in
attending to each other's wounds, and binding them up with bandages made
out of strips of the table-cloth.
"I was never so pleased in my life," Mr. Armstrong said, "as when I
heard the first sound of your guns. Who you were I could not of course
make out, but I supposed it must be a party from one of the villages
which had got news of the attack on us here."
"It is partly so, sir," Ronald said. "We have six of our men besides
myself, and fourteen or fifteen burghers joined us as we came along. I
hear them riding up to the door now. I am sorry to say that no more were
to be obtained, for the attack has been general, and I fear that three
parts of the villages along the frontier have been destroyed, and their
inhabitants massacred. Fortunately we arrived in time to save the place
where we were before encamped, and to rescue a few of those at the next
village. But at fully half the farmhouses we passed the work of massacre
had already been carried out."
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