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"That means fighting, sir," growled Bostock. "Yes; wouldn't you have struck a blow to defend the vessel?" "Well, you see, sir, I'm only a sailor and not a fighting man," said Bostock, slowly. "You coward!" cried Carey, indignantly. "Why, boy as I am, I'd have tried to do something, if it was only reloading the guns." "Course you would, sir; I know that," said the old sailor, quietly.
"Are the Moslems out after your temple gods?" "Aha! Run! Gallop! Bring all the guns!" This in English, all of it. "Blood in the gutter blood like water twentee policemen are already dead, and your men have done it! Gallop quicklee. Jaldee, jaldee!"
We rode boldly up the stream, in broad daylight, some five miles, when, not finding any trail, I began to express my surprise at the long distance we had heard the reports of the guns, but Nelson told me it was no uncommon thing, when snow was on the ground, to hear a rifle-shot ten to twenty miles along a creek bottom, and, incredible as this may seem, I found out afterward it was nevertheless true.
"By hard work," was the modest reply. "I've been at this for a longer time than you'd suppose, working on it at odd moments. I had a lot of help, too, or I never could have done it. And now it is nearly all finished, as far as the ship itself is concerned. The only thing that bothers me is to provide for the recoil of the guns I want to carry. Maybe you can help me with that.
The cowboys are a clean lot of brave loyal lads. They carry guns but not as is supposed to use on one-another but to shoot wild horses which they are riding suppose your foot gets fastened in a stirrup and your are thrown, you will not go far till you are dragged to death. this is where the Gun does its intended work.
In the evening of the 3rd August the Battalion paraded and marched towards the fighting, leaving behind a small percentage to form a nucleus should all its fighting personnel perish. The march was wearying. The enemy guns were active, the weather hot, and packs heavy. After a long trudge the Briqueterie was reached, a dangerous and dreaded spot, for it was periodically swept with shell fire.
If any on 'em woke up they was to ride the nightmare er lay still. Jack an' me an' Buckeye sneaked back up the trail fer 'bout twenty rod with our guns, an' then I told the young Injun to shoot off the moose call. Wall, sir, ye could 'a' heerd it from Albany to Wing's Falls. The answer come an' jest as I 'spected, 'twere within a quarter o' a mile.
"Captured by his Honor, Master Horatio carried off by the Cap'n under your own father's very own nose, sir or as you might say, cut out under the enemy's guns, my Lord!" With which explanation the old sailor unfastened the padlock, raised the upper leg-board, and set the prisoner free.
And the common soldiers, while they have little if any uniforms, and some of them no shoes, seem to all have guns in their hands. Here, look and tell me what that is on the little rise. I'm afraid our worst fears are going to come true." "Well, you're right, Andy," replied the other, after he had clapped the binoculars to his eyes.
At first the guns shot over 'em; didn't catch 'em till the third fire; then they played the devil with 'em: but the boys were up there right in 'em before they could do much. That's when I got jabbed. I picked up another horse, and with my foolishness went over there. That evening, you know, you all charged us we were dismounted then.
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