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Updated: May 23, 2025
We have spoken." "Well, I've certainly learned something tonight," said the troop-horse. "Do you gentlemen of the screw-gun battery feel inclined to eat when you are being fired at with big guns, and Two Tails is behind you?" "About as much as we feel inclined to sit down and let men sprawl all over us, or run into people with knives. I never heard such stuff.
Two rolling volleys from the Royal Wessex, one crash from the screw-gun firing shrapnel, and then before a second cartridge could be rammed in, a living, glistening black wave, tipped with steel, had rolled over the gun, the Royal Wessex had been dashed back among the camels, and 1,000 fanatics were hewing and hacking in the heart of what had been the square.
D'ye mind that I mean, look ye well to it!" "What should they know of England who only England know?" said Miaow. "Is that a conundrum?" asked the Moo Kow. "No; it's poetry," said the Miaow. "I know England," said Pi Bol prancingly. "I used to go from the Bank to Islington three times a day I mean," he added hurriedly, "before I became a screw I should say, a screw-gun horse."
It was Things like trees, and they fell up and down the lines and bubbled; and my head-rope broke, and I couldn't find my driver, and I couldn't find you, Billy, so I ran off with with these gentlemen." "H'm!" said Billy. "As soon as I heard the camels were loose I came away on my own account. When a battery a screw-gun mule calls gun-bullocks gentlemen, he must be very badly shaken up.
Yet listen to the artless babble of the Blind Mullah of Jagai, the priest of the Khusru Kheyl, sitting upon a rock overlooking the Border. Five years before, a chance-hurled shell from a screw-gun battery had dashed earth in the face of the Mullah, then urging a rush of Ghazis against half a dozen British bayonets. So he became blind, and hated the English none the less for the little accident.
Just as I was getting ready to go to sleep I heard a jingle of harness and a grunt, and a mule passed me shaking his wet ears. He belonged to a screw-gun battery, for I could hear the rattle of the straps and rings and chains and things on his saddle pad. The screw-guns are tiny little cannon made in two pieces, that are screwed together when the time comes to use them.
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