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
"I am always glad to see the uniform again," he said, presently, to
Ronald. "I served myself when I was a young man, and was an ensign in
the Rifles at Waterloo, but I got tired of soldiering in the times of
peace, and came out to the Cape thirty years ago, so you can well
understand that I am fond of a sight of the uniform again, especially
that of your corps, which is nearly the colour of my own. Well, I have
had pretty nearly enough of the Cape, and intend in another year or two
to go back home. I have moved a good many times, as you may imagine,
since I came out, but I don't like running away, and, besides, just at
present I should get nothing for my farm."
"I can imagine that farms are rather a drug in the market just now,"
Ronald replied, "especially those at the edge of the frontier. However,
we must hope that this trouble will blow over, and now that the Governor
is, as I hear, coming round with the 73rd, the Kaffirs may think better
of it."
"I think they have made up their mind to give us a little trouble," the
settler said. "Their witch-doctor, Umlanjeni, has been stirring them up
with all sorts of predictions, and Sandilli, who no doubt set him to
work, has, we know, been intriguing with the other chiefs. The sudden
disappearance of the Kaffir servants from all the farms of this part of
the country was, of course, in obedience to orders, and is certainly
ominous. They say that there are altogether three thousand muskets, six
million rounds of ball cartridge, and half-a-million assegais in the
hands of the natives. It has been a suicidal business allowing trade in
firearms and ammunition to be carried on with them. I wish that the
talkative fools at Cape Town who manage our affairs were all located
down on the frontier; they might learn some sense then as to the way of
dealing with the natives. But the worst sign of all is that, as I have
heard to-day from some of my Hottentots, the order has been given by
Umlanjeni to slay and eat."
"To slay and eat!" Ronald repeated in surprise. "What does that mean,
sir?"
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