The Young Colonists: A Story of the Zulu and Boer WarsHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
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The Young Colonists: A Story of the Zulu and Boer Wars
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Transvaal (South Africa) -- History -- War of 1880-1881 -- Juvenile fiction; Zulu War, 1879 -- Juvenile fiction
Dick had given a cry of horror, as he saw the elephant seize his friend,
and his heart seemed to stand still when he saw him whirled high in the
air. Tom fell into a thick and bushy tree, and there, breaking through
the light foliage at the top, remained suspended in the upper boughs.
In an instant Jumbo climbed the tree, and making his way to the lad
lifted him from the fork in which he was wedged, placed him on his
shoulder as easily as if he had been a child, and descending the tree
laid him on the ground by the side of Mr Harvey. The latter at once
knelt beside him.
"Thank God, he is breathing!" he exclaimed at once. "Lift his head,
Dick; open his shirt, Blacking; and give me some water out of your
gourd. I trust he is only stunned; that brute was in such a hurry that
he had not time to squeeze him fairly, and the tree has broken his fall.
If he had come down to the ground from that height, it must have killed
him."
He sprinkled some water upon the lad's face and chest, and to his and
Dick's delight Tom presently opened his eyes. He looked round in a
surprised and half-stupid way, and then made an effort to rise, but a
cry broke from him as he did so.
"Lie still, Tom," Mr Harvey said; "you are hurt, but, I hope, not
severely. Cut his shirt off, Dick; I expect some of his ribs are
broken."
Upon Mr Harvey carefully feeling Tom's ribs, he found, as he had
expected, that five of them were broken--three on one side and two on
the other.
"Some of your ribs are damaged, Tom," he said cheerfully; "but that is
of no great consequence; they all seem pretty fairly in their places.
Now I will bandage you tightly, so as to keep them there, and then we
will carry you back to the waggons and nurse you until they grow
together again; young bones soon heal, and in a week or ten days you
will, I hope, be able to travel again; you had a close shave of it. I
never met a more savage beast than that bull-elephant in all my
experience."
CHAPTER TWELVE.
AN ATTACK BY ELEPHANTS.
A litter was speedily constructed from some boughs of trees, and Tom
being placed in it was at once carried back to the camp, escorted by his
friend. The hunters remained behind to cut out the tusks of the two
elephants that had fallen. A portion of the trunks and feet, which are
considered the most delicate portions of the elephant, was laid aside
for the use of the white men, and a large quantity of meat was brought
back to camp for the natives.
The sound of firing had brought up some people from a small village two
or three miles away, and these to their immense joy were allowed to
carry off enough meat to enable them to feast to the utmost extent of
their ability for a week to come.
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