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I hear from the Brigade that some doddering idiot has cut our wire. Who in the hell was it?" "I don't know, sir. All I know is that I have seen a wonderful target, and couldn't fire a round at it. The relief's over by now, and, as we leave this sector to-night, we've lost a priceless chance." "It must be some wretched infantry blighter," said the Major.
Si had put on that morning the last of the paper collars he had brought from home. "You'd better shed that knapsack, or it'll be the death of ye!" "I say, there, how's all the folks to home?" "How d'ye like it as far as you've got, any way?" "Git some commissary and pour into them gunboats!" "Second relief's come, boys; we can all go home now." "Grab a root!" "Hep hep hep!"
Whilst we were busy at Julies Kraal, drawing the Boers' attention from other points, feinting as if we intended to push right on into Commando Nek, General Sir Archibald Hunter made a dash at Relief's Nek with his force, and our cannon were busy at almost every point around the valley where the Boers were stationed.
There were a lot of such preparations going on for the forthcoming elections. Then the shift was over. But Gordon wasn't too surprised when his relief showed up two hours late; he'd half-expected some such nastiness from Trench. But he was surprised at the look on his tardy relief's face.
The Colonial will get to the same spot perhaps quite unperceived. This is why I say that our loss does not give an adequate idea of the work done by the corps. The defence of the conical hill here at Relief's Nek is a good example. Our men hold the hill for several hours before the regulars come up, and lose one man.
From the moment of leaving Bethlehem, at which place we remained nearly a fortnight while the General placed his columns, we entered among the hills and fighting was continuous. Our passage to force was Relief's Nek, and, as we had expected, the Boers made a determined stand there.
And Denny said, drawing relief's deepest breath, 'Well then, Oswald and I have got a pistol shares and I had it last night. And when I couldn't sleep last night because of the toothache I got up and went out early this morning. And I took the pistol. And I loaded it just for fun.
Will not the day come, when Sir Walter's poems will be more read than his novels, good though they be? In his poetry Scott always reminds me of Homer. There is the same energy ever working to the one simple purpose the same spontaneity and belief in its own tale; and diversity of character for relief's sake is common to both.
We have said that the money-lender was no coward; at that moment he was desperate. The nearest Breed received a terrific buffet in the neck, then, in spite of his bound feet, Lablache seized his heavy swivel chair, and, raising it with all his strength he hurled it at the other. Still Relief's pistol was silent. The money-lender noticed the fact, and he became even more assured.
Forms and masses have a definition and a firmness wholly remarkable in their independence of the usual low relief's reliance on pictorial and purely linear design. They do not blend picturesquely with the background, and do not depend on their suggestiveness for their character.
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