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Kipling, Rudyard, 1865-1936

"From Mine Own People"


"Next morning we was in a cruel bad country--all up and down, no level ground
at all, and no food, either. The six Bashkai men looked at Billy Fish hungry-
way as if they wanted to ask something, but they never said a word. At noon we
came to the top of a flat mountain all covered with snow, and when we climbed
up into it, behold, there was an Army in position waiting in the middle!
"'The runners have been very quick,' says Billy Fish, with a little bit of a
laugh. 'They are waiting for us.'
"Three or four men began to fire from the enemy's side, and a chance shot took
Daniel in the calf of the leg. That brought him to his senses. He looks across
the snow at the Army, and sees the rifles that we had brought into the
country.
"'We're done for,' says he. 'They are Englishmen, these people,--and it's my
blasted nonsense that has brought you to this. Get back, Billy Fish, and take
your men away; you've done what you could, and now cut for it. Carnehan,' says
he, 'shake hands with me and go along with Billy, Maybe they won't kill you.
I'll go and meet 'em alone. It's me that did it! Me, the King!'
"'Go!' says I. 'Go to Hell, Dan! I'm with you here. Billy Fish, you clear out,
and we two will meet those folk.


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