Great Britain -- History, Naval -- 18th century -- Fiction; Nore Mutiny, 1797 -- Fiction
"You're right, Mr Prose," answered Courtenay. "The doctor did not
treat us according to the Scriptures. We asked for bread, and he gave
us a stone--rather annoying too, after a long ride. But, however, as
the game is to come to us tomorrow, we had better be up early to receive
it in due form--so good night."
CHAPTER FORTY FOUR.
Now shall ye see
Our Roman hunting.
SHAKESPEARE.
Never did I hear
Such gallant chiding; for besides the groves,
The skies, the fountains, ev'ry region near
Seem'd all one mutual cry. I never heard
So musical a discord, such sweet thunder!
SHAKESPEARE.
At an early hour, Courtenay and his companions started with their
attendants for the scene of action. Several elephants, as well as
horses, had been provided, that the officers might mount them when they
arrived, and fire from their backs with more deliberate aim. In less
than two hours they reached the spot which they had surveyed the day
before. The game, which had been driven from jungle to jungle for many
miles round, was now collected together in one large mass of underwood
and low trees, three sides of which were surrounded by the natives, who
had been employed in the service, and who had been joined by many
hundreds from the town and neighbouring villages. As soon as the party
arrived, those who were on horseback dismounted, took their stations
upon the howdahs of the elephants, and collected at the corner of that
side of the jungle at which the animals were to be driven out. The
scene was one of the most animating and novel description. Forty or
fifty of the superior classes of natives, mounted upon fiery Arabians,
with their long, glittering boar-spears in their hands, and above one
hundred on foot, armed with muskets, surrounded the elephants upon which
the officers were stationed. The people who were waiting round the
jungle, silent themselves, and busy in checking the noise and impatience
of the dogs, held in leashes, whose deep baying was occasionally
answered by a low growl from the outskirts of the wood, now received the
order to advance. Shouts and yells, mixed with the barking of the dogs,
were raised in deafening clamour on every side. The jungle, which
covered a space of fifteen or twenty acres, and which had hitherto
appeared but slightly tenanted, answered as if endued with life, by
waving its boughs and rustling its bushes in every direction, although
there was nothing to be seen.
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