The golden pool : $b A story of a forgotten mineFreeman, R. Austin (Richard Austin)
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The golden pool : $b A story of a forgotten mine
Freeman, R. Austin (Richard Austin)
British -- Africa -- Fiction; Mines and mineral resources -- Fiction
There was little time to consider, for the voices of my pursuers grew
rapidly nearer, and I was being swept down towards the rapids with
increasing velocity; so, as the passage seemed clear at the one place,
I decided to take the risk of what lay beyond. I therefore pointed the
head of the canoe at the smooth space, paddling in towards the right
shore, and at that moment a chorus of yells from the bank almost
abreast of me announced the arrival of the enemy. As I charged at the
narrow passage a loud explosion rang out, and the air was filled with
the screams of flying slugs; but to these I paid no attention, for I
had enough to do to keep my bark in the little alley of smooth water.
The next few bewildering moments were passed in a whirl of noise and
confusion. The water roared on both sides, great hummocks of rock
whizzed past, muskets boomed from behind, slugs howled through the
air, and the canoe flew forward with a velocity that left me
breathless.
Suddenly a great rock loomed up right ahead, half way down the rapid.
I flung down the paddle, and snatching up the pole, lunged wildly at a
passing ledge. The canoe swerved imperceptibly and swept on, as it
seemed to inevitable destruction; but her bow missed the rugged
monolith by a hair’s breadth, and her side flashed past its rough
face, but so close that the paddle, which projected a couple of
inches, was caught by the rock and flung into the water. Once past
this obstacle, the dangers of the rapid were over, although the
heavily-weighted craft almost buried her bows as she plunged into the
smooth water below; and a sharp turn of the river carried me out of
the range of the muskets.
As the firing ceased I looked round to see if the men were following
or taking measures to cut off my retreat, when I observed that a
stream of some size, and very full and swift, joined the river just
below the rapid. By this my pursuers were most effectually stopped, at
any rate for the present, and almost certainly for good; for when I
remembered the network of rivers by which the forest is
intersected--rivers which just now would all be flooded--I felt that I
had nothing to fear from a pursuit overland.
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