The long trail: A story of African adventureStrang, Herbert
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The long trail: A story of African adventure
Strang, Herbert
Adventure stories; Africa -- Juvenile fiction; Black people -- Africa -- Juvenile fiction
When they returned they were rather excited. They explained that
they had made two discoveries. One was that across the stream lay an
extensive swamp, upon which they had seen a large flock of birds
pecking for worms. The other was that a little farther off was a
banana plantation, which had escaped the ravages of the raiders.
"Good boys!" said Challis. "We will make some use of your news by
and by."
The presence of the birds and the bananas afforded a welcome
opportunity of replenishing their scanty larder. Challis decided to
go out and try his skill as a sportsman. There would be some risk,
of course, that the noise of his gun might attract the notice of
undesirable visitors; but there was very little food of any kind
left, and poultry would be a treat to the men. In view of the
possibility of Royce's return being delayed, it seemed too good a
chance to be neglected. Besides, he reflected, there was no other
village in the neighbourhood, and the raiders, having accomplished
their destructive work only too completely, were probably by this
time far away. After he had made a bag of birds, he would send out
some men to gather bananas, and the party would revel in a regular
banquet.
Accordingly, he ordered Kulana to keep a careful watch, and on no
account to allow the men to move outside the zariba; then, taking his
shot-gun, he set out for the swamp, with the two who had brought the
information, to retrieve the game.
The swamp was half-a-mile away, and Challis found it necessary to
walk round it for some distance before he could get a fair shot at
the birds, which had settled down in a bed of rushes. They appeared
to be a variety of pigeon, a delicacy which the men would appreciate
after living almost wholly on meal.
When he had located the game, he sent his men forward to start them.
The instant they rose in the air he let fly with both barrels in
rapid succession, and brought down a bird with each shot. Following
up the rest of the covey until they settled again, he killed another
brace, and so went on for nearly an hour, until there were as many
birds as the men could carry.
His success had quite banished the misgivings with which he had
started. Picturing the delight of his boys at getting a whole day's
good eating, he had given the order to return, and was half-way back
to camp, when he was startled by a great shouting and commotion from
its direction.
Sprinting on at full speed, he was just in time to see a number of
his boys running across the open space in front of the zariba,
closely pursued by a dozen horsemen. The runners, who appeared to be
laden with bananas, darted into the enclosure through the gap they
had left in the fence; but before they could draw the rough gate
across it, the foremost horsemen galloped through at their heels.
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