The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of AdventureHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
The Curse of Carne's Hold: A Tale of Adventure
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
South Africa -- History -- Frontier Wars, 1811-1878 -- Juvenile fiction
After breakfast the troop formed up again in their saddles, and the
officers took their places in the ranks. As the sergeant handed to the
adjutant some returns he had been compiling, the latter asked:
"By the way, sergeant, did the recruit Blunt join last night?"
"Yes, sir, and he is in his place now in the rear rank. He was in his
uniform when he came, and I found this morning that he is thoroughly
well up in his drill. A smart soldier all over, I should say. I don't
know that he will do so well mounted, but I don't think you will see him
make many blunders. He is evidently a sharp fellow."
"He ought not to have taken his place until I had passed his horse,
sergeant. Still I can do that after parade drill is over."
The adjutant then proceeded to put the troop through a number of easy
movements, such as forming from line to column, and back into line, and
wheeling. There was no room for anything else in the barrack-yard, which
was a small one, as the barracks would only hold a single troop. Before
the movements were completed, the major came out. When the troop was
dismissed Sergeant Menzies brought Ronald up to the two officers. He had
in the morning furnished him with the regulation bridle, belt, and
sword. Ronald drew up his horse at a short distance from the two
officers and saluted.
"There's no doubt about his horse," the major said, "that is if he is
sound. What a good-looking beast!"
"That it is, major. By Jove, I believe it's the very animal that young
Boer asked us one hundred and twenty pounds for yesterday; 'pon my word,
I believe it's the same."
"I believe it is," the major agreed. "What a soldierly-looking young
fellow he is! I thought he was the right stamp yesterday, but I hardly
expected to see him turn out so well at first."
The two officers walked up to Ronald, examined his horse, saddle, and
uniform.
"That's not a regulation rifle you have got there," the major said.
"No, sir, it is one I brought from England with me. I have been
accustomed to its use, and as it is the regulation bore, I thought
perhaps I might carry it."
"It's a trifle long, isn't it?" the adjutant asked.
"Yes, sir, it's just two inches too long, but I can have that cut off by
a gunsmith."
"Very well; if you do that you can carry it," the major said. "Of course
it's much better finished than the regulation one, but not much
different in appearance. Very well, we pass the horse." Ronald saluted
and rode off to the stables.
"He hasn't come out penniless, anyhow," the major laughed.
"No, that's quite evident," the adjutant agreed. "I dare say his friends
gave him a hundred or two to start on a farm, and when he decided to
join us he thought he might as well spend it, and have a final piece of
extravagance."
"I dare say that's it," the major agreed; "anyhow I think we have got
hold of a good recruit this time."
"I wish they were all like him," the adjutant sighed, thinking of the
trouble he often had with newly-joined recruits.
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