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Updated: May 25, 2025
'At Bhurtpore, up by Pershy, and thereabouts; the lake of Cashmere, where all the shawls come from. Maybe you have heard of Cashmere, ma'am? "Who has not heard of the vale of Cashmere!" hummed the Duke to himself. 'Ah! I thought so, said the marine; 'all people know much the same; for some have seen, and some have read.
The taking of this small redoubt was but a preparatory and necessary step before we commenced a regular siege against the strong fort, and equally strong town, both of which, however, they gave up, being fully satisfied of the impossibility of holding either. I was obliged to nurse myself a little, as the strong fortress of Bhurtpore was, we understood, to be our next job.
I used to attend her at one time when we were in cantonments at Bhurtpore, where her husband was stationed at that time. I pulled a tooth out for her once, and she halloaed louder than any woman I ever heard. I don't mean to say, my dear, that woman holloa any louder than men; on the contrary, they bear pain a good deal better, but she was an exception.
Thus ended our first attempt to take the strong fortress of Bhurtpore by storm. But, on the approach of Holkar, Runjeet Singh wanted to evade his engagements with the British, whereupon Lake attacked and captured Deig and laid siege to Bhurtpore. The total loss in Lake's army at Bhurtpore is given by the historian Mill as 388 killed and 1,894 wounded.
I have a Master-word for him now. Bid him come to Mowgli, the Frog: and if he does not hear at first, bid him come because of the Sack of the Fields of Bhurtpore." "The Sack of the Fields of Bhurtpore," Bagheera repeated two or three times to make sure. "I go. Hathi can but be angry at the worst, and I would give a moon's hunting to hear a Master-word that compels the Silent One."
In this regiment I became a great favourite with my colonel, the Honourable William Monson, then brigadier-general of the army. One of the articles of treaty was, that Holkar should be driven from under the walls of the fort of Bhurtpore. This had been done; but he still hovered about camp, annoying our foraging-parties and small escorts coming into camp with supplies.
Perhaps she thought the shot had struck too deep. But if Clive was hurt he did not show his wound. "You have had him these four years yes, it's four years since my father broke him for you. And you still continue to like him? What a miracle of constancy! You use him sometimes in the country when you have no better horse what a compliment to Bhurtpore!" "Nonsense!"
"It is the outer wall that must lie down," and Mowgli, with the rain sluicing over his bare shoulders and arms, leaped back from a wall that was settling like a tired buffalo. "All in good time," panted Hathi. "Oh, but my tusks were red at Bhurtpore; To the outer wall, children! With the head! Together! Now!"
Clive came up biting his lips. "I suppose you don't condescend to ride Bhurtpore any more now?" he said. "Poor old Bhurtpore! The children ride him now," said Miss Ethel giving Clive at the same time a dangerous look of her eyes, as though to see if her shot had hit. Then she added, "No he has not been brought up to town this year: he is at Newcome, and I like him very much."
It was with the view of gaining consolation and support from private meditation and prayer, that I now retired from the riotous company of my companions in arms, the evening previous to my leading, for the third time, the forlorn hope at Bhurtpore.
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