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Joel's gun was an old willow branch out of which he had knocked the pith; then he would put in round pebbles, when he wanted to use it, and punch them out suddenly with another stick, screaming out at the same time, "Look out, my gun's going off. Bang!" So he ran off nimbly and got his gun from the corner of the woodshed, where he had hidden it, and then in to Polly in the kitchen.
The pirates fired at him in the water, but the bullets missed him. He regained his ship, and the fight went on. While the old man was cheering the wounded to their guns, "another jar of powder took fire forward," blowing the gun's crews which were on the fo'c's'le into the sea.
My sporting brother and the armoury I attend him on his shooting expeditions Adventure with Golden Plover A morning after Wild Duck Our punishment I learn to shoot My first gun My first wild duck My ducking tactics My gun's infirmities Duck-shooting with a blunderbus Ammunition runs out An adventure with Rosy-bill Duck Coarse gunpowder and home-made shot The war danger comes our way We prepare to defend the house The danger over and my brother leaves home.
"I'm pretty handy with this old gun, partner. And on you, just now, they ain't any reason why I should take my time or any chances, when it comes to shooting." Unconsciously Cartwright moistened his white lips, and his eyes grew big again. "Except that the minute you shoot, you're a dead one, Sinclair." "Me? Oh, no. When a gun's heard they'll run to the room where the shot's been fired.
Soon the ship was beyond the gun's range, steering broad out of the bay; the blacks thickly clustering round the bowsprit, one moment with taunting cries towards the whites, the next with upthrown gestures hailing the now dusky moors of ocean cawing crows escaped from the hand of the fowler. The first impulse was to slip the cables and give chase.
A bell rang as the ship wound her way in slowly. The mournful cry of him who took the soundings came again and again. Then we stopped dead anew, and our gun's mouth roared and flamed. 'Such a crowd of askaris; the hill's black with them! So the signalman cried to the doctor, as he sped by on a message. I was interested in watching the gun-layer as he readjusted the dragon mouth.
She flinched behind the gun's muzzle in resentful affright. He lowered his palms in appeal to her wisdom. "It's the right thing, Anna, the only safe way! I've known it was, ever since Steve Mandeville's wedding. Oh! it takes a colossal assurance to talk to you so, Anna Callender, but I've got the colossal assurance. I've got that, beloved, and you've got all the rest my heart my soul my life.
Shorty climbed over the fence and stood at the edge of the road, with his gun at order arms. Si came out on Shorty's left, and a rebel appeared to the right of the first. For a minute all stood in expectancy. Then Shorty spoke: "I want nuthin' but what's fair. Your gun's empty; so's mine. You probably know Hardee's tactics as well as I do." "I'm up in Hardee," said the rebel with a firm voice.
When I had recovered from my relief from finding that I was personally uninjured, I observed that two of the gun's crew were wounded and one was lying, either killed or seriously wounded, on the casing. We had been hit in the casing, well forward, and, as was subsequently proved when we dived, little material damage was caused to the boat. This enemy success caused a temporary cessation of fire.
"But how in the world ?" "Easily enough. I was leaning over the cliff above here, with my gun beside me, when a piece of earth gave way under my head. I went down the slope head foremost, as I guess, and my coat must have caught in the gun's trigger-guard.
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