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Updated: May 11, 2025
There was a little bunch of Confederates in the woods on our right that were sort of "pot-shooting" at us as we were moving across the field, but we paid no attention to them, as the main force of the enemy was in our front. Suddenly I was whirled around on my feet like a top, and a sensation went through me similar, I suppose, to that which one feels when he receives an electric shock.
Him they recovered after close conflict, in which Captain Carnegie was wounded and Colour-Sergeant Price had three bullet-holes in him, but not before he sent a bayonet-thrust into the forehead of one Boer with the full force of his strong arm. But the Gordons could do no more then than lie down among the rocks they had gained and take part in pot-shooting at the enemy, who dared not budge.
"Pot-shooting at him isn't going to teach him anything except perhaps what is over the Great Divide, Doug," said Peter dryly. Scott laughed sardonically. "The law has got something to say in this case," announced the sheriff, lighting a small black pipe. "No, it hasn't," exclaimed Douglas; "not if I don't want it to." "You aren't the whole of Lost Chief, Doug," said Charleton.
I would rather not have been in the immediate vicinity of the weapon when he fired it, and yet he contrived to do some good shooting with it. He was wonderfully patient in stalking an animal or waiting for its near approach, as he never ventured on a long shot, and did not understand our objection to pot-shooting.
"We were hunting Arabs, of course pot-shooting, rather, as we never got nigh enough to their main body to have a clear charge at them. Rire-pour-tout grew sick of it. 'This won't do, he said; 'here's two weeks gone by, and I haven't shot anything but kites and jackals.
Night came on and still the firing continued. Then an explosion shook the woods. The storehouse had blown up and a sky full of burning timber fell on the cabins and soon three were half consumed, their occupants dropping as they gained the open air. One hundred paces makes fine pot-shooting, as Deacon Rankin discovered when evacuation was the choice necessary to avoid cremation.
But there ain't a-going to be no fighting while I've got these cows on my han's. That gang'll be here when we come back, all right." "Mebby one or two of 'em won't," remarked Hawkins, as he looked again over the carnage along the fence. "I never did much pot-shooting, 'cept agin Injuns; but I dunno " He did not finish, for the strangers were almost at his elbow.
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