Fix Bay'nets: The Regiment in the Hills

by George Manville Fenn

  CHAPTER NINE.

  WARM CORNERS AND COLD.

  It was a glorious day, with the air so bright, elastic, and inspiritingthat the young officers of the garrison felt their position irksome inthe extreme. For the Colonel's orders were stringent. The limitsallowed to officer or man outside the walls were very narrow, and allthe time hill, mountain, forest, and valley were wooing them to come andinvestigate their depths.

  It was afternoon when Roberts, Bracy, and Drummond, being off duty, hadstrolled for a short distance along the farther side of the main stream,and paused at last in a lovely spot where a side gorge came down fromthe hills, to end suddenly some hundred feet above their heads; and fromthe scarped rock the stream it brought down made a sudden leap, spreadout at first into drops, which broke again into fine ruin, and reachedthe bottom like a thick veil of mist spanned by a lovely rainbow. Thewalls of rock, bedewed by the ever-falling water, were a series of themost brilliant greens supplied by the luxuriant ferns and mosses, whilehere and there, where their seeds had found nourishment in cleft andchasm, huge cedars, perfect in their pyramidal symmetry, rose spiring upto arrow-like points a hundred, two hundred feet in the pure air.Flowers dotted the grassy bottom; birds flitted here and there, andsang. There was the delicious lemony odour emitted by the deodars, anda dreamy feeling of its being good to live there always amidst so muchbeauty; for other music beside that of birds added to the enhancement--music supplied by the falling waters, sweet, silvery, tinkling, risingand falling, mingling with the deep bass of a low, humming roar.

  The three young men had wandered on and on along a steep track, morethan once sending the half-wild, goat-like sheep bounding away, and afeeling of annoyance was strong upon them, which state of feeling foundvent in words, Drummond being the chief speaker.

  "I don't care," he said; "it's just jolly rot of your old man. Wrayfordwas bad enough, but old Graves is a tyrant. He has no business to tieus down so."

  "There's the enemy still in the hills," said Roberts.

  "Yes, but whacked, and all the other tribes ready to follow the exampleof those fellows who have come down to make peace and fight against therest who hold out. They're not fools."

  "Not a bit of it," said Bracy. "They're as keen as men can be; but Ishouldn't like to trust them."

  "Nor I," said Roberts. "They're too keen."

  "There you are," said Drummond petulantly. "That's the Englishman allover. You fellows keep the poor beggars at a distance, and that makesthem wild when they want to be friends. If every one had acted in thatspirit, where should we have been all through India?"

  "Same place as we are now," said Bracy, laughing.

  "Right, old fellow," said Roberts. "We've conquered the nation, and thepeople feel that they're a conquered race, and will never feel quitereconciled to our rule."

  "Well, I don't know," said Bracy. "I'm not very well up in thesematters, but I think there are hundreds of thousands in India who dolike our rule; for it is firm and just, and keeps down the constantfighting of the past."

  "Bother!" cried Drummond pettishly: "there's no arguing against you twobeggars. You're so pig-headed. Never mind all that. These thingamyDwats have come down to make peace--haven't they?"

  "You thought otherwise," said Bracy, laughing. "But, by the way, if wetwo are pig-headed, aren't you rather hoggish--hedge-hoggish? I nevermet such a spiky young Scot before."

  "Scotland for ever!" cried Drummond, tossing his pith helmet in the airand catching it again.

  "By all means," said Bracy. "Scotland for ever! and if the snow-peakswere out of sight wouldn't this be just like a Scottish glen?"

  "Just," said Roberts, and Drummond looked pleased.

  "Here, how am I to speak if you boys keep on interrupting?" he said.

  "Speak on, my son," said Bracy.

  "Well, I was going to say these fellows have come down like a deputationto see if we will be friends; and if we show that we will, I think nowthat all the rest will follow in the course of a few weeks, and therewill be peace."

  "And plenty?" said Bracy.

  "Of course."

  "No, my boy; you're too sanguine, and don't understand the hill-man'scharacter."

  "Seen more of it than you have," said Drummond.

  "Possibly; but I think you're wrong."

  "Oh, very well, then, we'll say I'm wrong. But never mind that. We'vedone the fighting; the niggers are whopped, and here we are with thestreams whispering to us to come and fish, the hills to go and shoot,and the forests and mountains begging us to up and bag deer, bear, andleopard. I shouldn't be at all surprised even if we came upon a tiger.They say there is one here and there."

  "It is tempting," said Bracy. "I long for a day or two's try atsomething."

  "Even if it's only a bit of a climb up the ice and snow," put inRoberts.

  "All in turn," said Drummond. "Well, then, when we go back to mess thisevening, let's get some of the other fellows to back us up and petitionGraves to give us leave."

  "No good," said Roberts; "I know him too well. I have asked him."

  "And what did he say?" cried Drummond eagerly.

  "As soon as ever I can feel that it is safe," said Bracy. "I wasthere."

  "Oh!" cried Drummond.

  "He's right," said Roberts. "I don't believe that we can count uponthese people yet."

  "Then let's have a thoroughly good fight, and whack them into theirsenses. We're sent up here to pacify these tribes, and I want to see itdone."

  "So do we," said Bracy; "but it must take time."

  "Don't believe that any one else thinks as you do," said Drummondsulkily; and they toiled on in silence till they came near the side ofthe falling water, whose rush was loud enough to drown their approach;and here they all seated themselves on the edge of the mere shelf ofrock, trampled by many generations of sheep, dangled their legs over theperpendicular side, and listened to the music of the waters, as they lettheir eyes wander over the lovely landscape of tree, rock, and fall.

  The scene was so peaceful that it was hard to believe that they were inthe valley through whose rugged mazes the warlike tribes had streamed tobesiege the fort; and Bracy was just bending forward to pick a lovelyalpine primula, when he sniffed softly and turned to whisper to hiscompanions.

  "Do you smell that?" he said.

  "Eh? Oh, yes; it's the effect of the warm sunshine on the fir-trees."

  "'Tisn't," said Drummond, laughing. "It's bad, strong tobacco. There!"he said as the loud scratch of a match on a piece of stone rose fromjust beneath their feet, as if to endorse his words, and the odour grewmore pronounced and the smoke visible, rising from a tuft of youngseedling pines some twenty feet below.

  "Here, wake up, pardners," cried a familiar voice. "You're bothasleep."

  "I wasn't," said a voice.

  "Nor I," said another; "only thinking."

  "Think with your eyes open, then. I say, any more of these niggerscoming in to make peace?"

  "S'pose so. The Colonel's going to let a lot of 'em come in and help doduty in the place--isn't he?"

  "Ho, yus! Certainly. Of course! and hope you may get it. When oldGraves has any of these white-cotton-gowny-diers doing sentry-go inGhittah, just you come and tell me. Wake me up, you know, for I shallhave been asleep for about twenty years."

  "He will. You see if he don't."

  "Yah! Never-come-never," cried Gedge. "Can't yer see it's all a dodgeto get in the fort. They can't do it fair fighting, so they'rebeginning to scheme. Let 'em in? Ho, yus! Didn't you see the Colonelput his tongue in his cheek and say, `Likely'?"

  "No," said one of Gedge's companions, "nor you neither."

  "Can't say I did see; but he must have done."

  The officers had softly drawn up their legs and moved away so as not toplay eavesdropper, but they could not help hearing the men'sconversation thus far; and as soon as they had climbed out of earshot soas to get on a level with the top of the fall, where they meant to t
ryand cross the stream, descend on the other side, and work their wayback, after recrossing it at its exit into the river, Bracy took up theconversation again.

  "There," he said to Drummond, "you heard that?"

  "Oh yes, I heard: but what do these fellows know about it?"

  "They think," said Bracy, "and--I say," he whispered; "look!"

  He pointed upward, and his companions caught sight of that which hadtaken his attention.

  "What are those two fellows doing there?" whispered Roberts.

  "Scouting, evidently," said Bracy. "I saw their arms."

  "So did I," replied Roberts. "Let's get back at once, and pick up thoselads as we go. One never knows what may come next. There may bemischief afloat instead of peace."

  At that moment Drummond gave Bracy a sharp nudge, and jerked his head inanother direction.

  "More of them," said Bracy gravely; "yes, and more higher up. Well,this doesn't look friendly."

  "No," said Roberts. "Look sharp; they haven't seen us. Let's get backand take in the news."

  It was a difficult task for the three young Englishmen to compete withmen trained as mountaineers from childhood; but the living game of chesshad to be played on the Dwats' own ground; and for a short time theparty of officers carefully stole from rock to rock and from patch oftrees to patch of trees till Roberts stopped short.

  "No good," he said softly. "I feel sure that the beggars are watchingus."

  "Yes," said Bracy; "they have the advantage of us from being on the highground. Let's go on openly and as if in perfect ignorance of theirbeing near."

  By this time the young officers were on the farther side of the stream,below the falls, with it between them and the men they wished to turnback and take with them to the fort.

  "What do you propose doing now?" asked Drummond.

  "I'll show you," replied Roberts, and, parting the underwood, hethreaded his way till he was close to the deep gully down which thewater from the falls raced; and then selecting the most open spot hecould, he placed his whistle to his lips and blew. The rallying whistlerose up the mountain-slope towards the falls, like the note of some wildbird startled from its lair among the moist depths of the gully.

  To their great delight, the call had instant effect; for, unwittingly,they had made their way to where they halted just level with the partyof their men who were not forty yards away. Consequently, before thenote had died away the voice of Gedge was plainly heard.

  "I say, boys," he cried, "that's a whistle."

  "Nobody said it was a bugle," was the laughing reply.

  "But it means cease firing," said Gedge.

  "That it don't, stoopid, for no one's shooting. Get out! Only somekind o' foreign bird."

  "I don't care; it is," cried Gedge. "Way ho! Any one there?"

  "Yes, my lads," cried Roberts; "make for the fort at once. Follow thestream down to the river, and join us there. Quick! Danger!"

  There was a sharp rustling sound as of men forcing their way downward oneach side of the gully, and the next minute, as the place grew lighter,consequent upon the trees being absent for a space of about, a dozenyards, there was the sharp whiz as of some great beetle darting across,followed by the report of a gun, which was magnified by echoes whichdied away into the distance.

  "Forward!" cried Roberts. "Steady! don't make a stampede of it. Keepto all the cover you can."

  Necessary advice, for the whiz of a second roughly-made bullet, seekingbut not finding its billet, was heard, followed by a smothered report.

  "I say, this is nice," said Drummond: "and you two seem to be right. Idon't like it at all."

  "Well, it's not pleasant," said Roberts, smiling.

  "Pleasant? No. These people may not mean war, but only sport. They'rebeating this part of the valley."

  "And routing us up," said Drummond, "as if we were pheasants. I say; Iwonder whether pheasants feel the same as I do when they're beginning tobe driven to the end of a spinney?"

  "Don't know," said Roberts shortly; "but I'm glad we came."

  "Oh! are you?" said Drummond. "Well, I'm not. A little of this snipinggoes a very long way with me."

  "Ditto," said Roberts shortly. Then, aloud, "How are you getting onthere, my lads?"

  "Oh, fairly, sir, and--phew! that was close!"

  For a bullet whizzed by the speaker's ear.

  "Keep under cover. Steady!" said the Captain; and then the cautiousdescent of the steep slope--more of a passage by hands as well as feetthan a steady walk down--was kept up, and diversified in the mostunpleasant way by shots, till the rocky shallow where the stream dashedinto the main river was reached.

  Here the deep gully, down which the stream ran, had grown shallower tillit debouched, with the valley on either side reduced to a dead level andthe banks only a foot or so above the surface of the rushing water,which only reached to the officers' knees when they stepped in. But,unfortunately, the last of the cover had been passed, and a couple ofshots reminded the party of the danger they ran.

  "Here y'are, sir," cried Gedge, reaching out his hand to Bracy andhelping him out. "Oh! why ain't I got my rifle?"

  "Don't talk," cried Bracy as his companions leaped, dripping, out of thestream.

  "No; open out and follow, my lads," cried Roberts. "Forward! double!"

  "Ugh!" grunted Gedge to his nearest comrade; "and they'll think we'rerunning away."

  "So we are, mate."

  "Yah! only our legs. I ain't running. Think I'd cut away from one o'them black-looking, bed-gown biddies? Yah! go back and send yer clothesto the wash."

  The retiring party had separated well, so as not to present too good amark for the enemy, whose practice was far from bad. For the stoneswere struck close to them again and again, and leaves and twigs were cutfrom the low growth which here fringed the bank of the river, always inclose proximity to where the party ran, and teaching them that not onlywere the hill-men who fired good shots, but many in number, the high,precipitous ascent to the left being evidently lined with concealedscouts.

  "Forward there!" shouted Bracy suddenly, for Gedge began to slacken andhang back.

  "Beg pardon, sir," puffed the lad; "wouldn't you rayther lead?"

  "Forward, you scoundrel!" cried Roberts angrily; and Gedge darted backinto the position in which he had been running before, with his twocompanions, the officers having kept behind.

  "Getting pumped, pardner?" said his comrade on the left.

  "Pumped! Me pumped!" said Gedge derisively. "Hor, hor! Why, I feel asif I'd on'y jus' begun to stretch my legs. Go on like this for a weekto git a happy-tight. But orsifers ought to lead."

  "Advancing, matey," said the man on the right. "Fust inter action; lastout, you know."

  "Ho, yus; I know," grumbled Gedge; "but 'tain't fair: they get all thebest o' everything. Here, I say, look out, laddies. We're gettingamong the wild bees, ain't us? Hear 'em buzz?"

  "Yes; and we shall have one of 'em a-stinging on us directly. Theregoes another."

  For bullet after bullet came buzzing by the flying party's ears, butstill without effect.

  "I say," cried Gedge; "keep shying a hye back now and then to see if thegents is all right."

  "No need," said the man on his left. "We should know fast enough."

  Meanwhile the three officers had settled down behind to a steady double,and kept on their conversation as if in contemptuous disregard of theenemy hidden high among the patches of wood to their left.

  "Thought they were better shots," said Bracy. "Nothing has come near usyet."

  "Quite near enough," growled Roberts.

  "Don't you holloa till you're out of the wood," said Drummond; "they canmake splendid practice at a mark not moving; but it's not easy work tohit a running man."

  "So it seems," said Bracy coolly.

  "Here, I've been thinking that we must have passed a lot of thesefellows as we came along," said Roberts.

  "Not a doubt of it," said Bracy;
"fresh ones keep taking up the firing.We're regularly running the gauntlet. Surely they'll soon hear thisfiring at, the fort."

  "Hope so," said Roberts. "We ought to have known that, the beggars hadadvanced like this."

  "Well, we have found out now," cried Drummond. "I say, you two; thismeans that the war has broken out in real earnest. But I say,"--Hestopped suddenly.

  "Say on," said Bracy merrily; "we can't stay to listen to your speech."

  "What a fellow you are!" cried the subaltern. "I can't cut jokes at atime like this. I was going to say--phee-ew--that was close! I feltthe wind of that bullet as it passed my face."

  "Miss is as good as a mile," said Bracy cheerily. "We shall be havingmen out on the opposite bank before long, ready to cover us; and theywill not have running objects to aim at. They'll soon crush out thissniping."

  "Hope so," said Drummond; "but I say--"

  "Well, let's have it this time," cried Roberts.

  "All right," panted Drummond; "if I go down, don't stop for a moment,but get on. The relief can come and pick me up. I shall creep intocover, if I can."

  "Yes," said Roberts coolly--"if you can. Now, just look here, my lad;you want all your breath to keep your machinery going; you've none tospare to teach us our duty."

  "Well said, Rob," cried Bracy. "Just as if it's likely. But you'dbetter go down! I should like to see you!"

  Crash! in the midst of some bushes, as a single shot succeeded aspattering fire, and one of the privates went down just ahead.

  "Almost got your wish, Bracy. Wrong man down."

  As Roberts spoke he and Bracy dashed to where two of the privates hadpulled up to aid their comrade, who had pitched head first into theclump of growth ahead of where he was running.

  "Don't say you've got it badly, Gedge," cried Bracy huskily, helping themen as they raised the lad, who stared from one to the other in ahalf-dazed way.

  "_Habet_," muttered Roberts, with his face contracting.

  "Eh?" panted the lad at last, as he tried to pull himself together.

  "Here--where is it?" cried Drummond excitedly. "Where are you hurt?"

  "Oh, my toe!" cried the lad. "Ketched it on a stone outer sight, sir.My! I did go down a rum un."

  "Not wounded?" cried Bracy joyfully.

  "Not me, sir! Yah! they can't shoot. Here, I say, mateys, where's mybay'net? There it is."

  Gedge limped to where it lay with the hilt just visible amongst theshrubs, and he made a dart to get it, but overrated his powers. Heseized the bayonet from where it had been jerked by his fall, but wentdown upon his face in the act, and when raised again he looked roundwith a painful grin upon his lips.

  "Got a stone in my foot, p'raps, gen'lemen," he said.

  "Carry him!" said Roberts briefly; and the men were lowering their armsto take the poor fellow between them, but he protested loudly.

  "No, no; I can walk, sir," he cried. "One o' them just give me an armfor a bit. Leg's a bit numbed, that's all. Look out, mates. Bees isswarming fast."

  For the enemy had stationary marks for their bullets now, and they werefalling very closely around.

  "In amongst the trees there," cried Roberts; and the shelter ahead wasgained, Gedge walking by the help of one of his comrades, and thencrouching with the rest.

  But the shelter was too slight, and it became evident that they wereseen from the shelves and niches occupied by the enemy, for the bulletsbegan to come thickly, sending leaves and twigs pattering down upon thehalting party's heads.

  "We must get on," said Roberts after an anxious look out ahead.

  "All right," said Bracy. "We may leave the scoundrels behind."

  "Behind, sir? Yus, sir," cried Gedge, who had caught the last word."You go on, sir, and I'll lie down here till you sends some of the ladsto fetch me in."

  "What's left of him," thought Bracy, "after the brutes have been at himwith their knives."

  "Can you walk at all?" said Roberts quietly.

  Gedge rose quickly.

  "Yus, sir," he cried. "There, it aren't half so bad now. Felt as if Ihadn't got no foot at all for a time. Hurts a bit, sir. Here, I'm allright."

  Roberts looked at him keenly without speaking. Then he cried:

  "Rise quickly at the word; take two paces to the right, and drop intocover again. Make ready. Attention!"

  The little manoeuvre was performed, and it had the expected result. Ascattered volley of twenty or thirty shots made the twigs about themfly, the fire of the enemy being drawn--the fire of old-fashioned,long-barrelled matchlocks, which took time to reload and prime.

  "Forward!" cried Roberts again, and at a walk the retreat was continued,the Captain keeping close beside Gedge, who marched in step with hiscomrades, though with a marked limp, which he tried hard to conceal.

  After a brief pause the firing started again, but fortunately the growthupon the river-bank began to get thicker, hiding them from their foes;though, on the other hand, it grew unmistakably plain that more and moreof the enemy were lying in wait, so that the position grew worse, forthe rushing river curved in towards the occupied eminences on theretiring party's left.

  "Beg pardon, sir," cried Gedge suddenly; "I can double now."

  "Silence, my lad! Keep on steadily."

  "But I can, sir," cried the man. "I will."

  "Try him," whispered Bracy.

  "Double!" cried Roberts; and the retreat went on, Gedge trotting withthe rest, but in the most unmilitary style, for he threw his head back,doubled his fists in close to his sides, and, squaring his elbows, wenton as if engaged in a race.

  "Looks as if he were running for a wager," said Drummond.

  "He is," said Bracy coldly. "We all are--for our lives."

  The way they were about to go had now so markedly come towards the faceof a precipice, from which puffs of smoke kept appearing, that it wasevident something fresh must be done, or the end would lie very near, nomercy being expected from the foe; and as they went on Bracy keptturning his eyes to the right, seeking in vain for a glimpse of therushing river, now hidden from their sight by tree and rock, though itsmusical roar kept striking plainly upon their ears.

  "Rob, old chap," he suddenly cried, "we must get down to the water, andtry to cross."

  "Yes," said Roberts abruptly. "I've been thinking so. It's our onlychance, and I've been waiting for an opening."

  "We must not wait," said Bracy. "It's chance, and we must chance it."

  "Halt! Right face, forward!"

  As Roberts spoke he sprang to the front in one of the densest parts,where a wilderness of bush and rock lay between them and the river, andled on, with his companions following in single file; while, as perforcethey moved slowly, they had the opportunity to regain their breath, andlistened with a feeling of satisfaction to the firing which was kept upby the enemy upon the portion of the bosky bank where they were supposedto be still running.

  "Wish they'd use all their powder," said Drummond breathlessly.

  "Why?" said Bracy.

  "They've no bayonets."

  "Only tulwars and those horrible knives--eh?" said Bracy harshly.

  "Ugh!" ejaculated Drummond. "You're right; but if they came to closequarters we could take it out of some of the brutes before we were donefor. It's horrible to be doing nothing but run till you're shot down."

  "Not shot down yet, old fellow. There, don't talk; we may get across."

  "May!" muttered Drummond. "But, my word! how they are firing yonder!They're beginning to think we're hiding, and are trying to start usrunning again."

  "Will you leave off talking!" cried Bracy angrily. "Here, Gedge, howare you getting on?"

  "Splendid, sir. I could do anything if the pavement warn't so rough."

  "In much pain?"

  "Pretty tidy, sir. Sort o' bad toothache like in my left ankle. Begpardon, sir; are we going to wade the river?"

  "Going to try, my lad."

  "That's just what'll set me up again.
Had a sprained ankle once afore,and I used to sit on a high stool with my foot in the back-kitchen sinkunder the tap."

  "Cold water cure--eh, my lad?" said Drummond, smiling.

  "That's right, sir."

  "Steady there!" came from the front, where the leaders were hidden fromthose behind. "Steep rock-slope here."

  A rush and the breaking of twigs.

  "Some one down," cried Bracy excitedly. "Any one hurt?"

  Splash! and the sound of a struggle in the water.

  Bracy dashed forward, forcing his way past the two men, his heartbeating wildly as he reached the spot from whence the sound came.

  "All right," cried Roberts from below; and, peering down through atangle of overhanging bushes, Bracy saw his leader standing breast-highin foaming water, holding on by a branch and looking up at him.

  "I fell. Unprepared. You can all slide down. Lower yourselves as faras you can, and then let go."

  The distance was about thirty feet, and the descent not perpendicular.

  "You go next," said Bracy to one of the men. "You can't hurt, it's onlyinto water."

  "Let me, sir," cried Gedge.

  "Silence," said Bracy sternly, and he watched anxiously as the man hehad spoken to set his teeth, made his way to the edge of the rock,lowered himself by holding on to some of the bushes through whichRoberts had suddenly fallen, and then let go.

  Hush--splash! and Bracy saw him standing in the water opposite to hisCaptain.

  "Next, Gedge," said Bracy.

  Gedge sprang forward as if his leg were uninjured, lowered himself downtill his head was out of sight of those behind, and then, muttering thewords of the old school game, "Here comes my ship full sail, cockwarning!" he let go, glided down, made his splash, and the next minutewas standing beyond Roberts, holding on, for the pressure of the rushingwater was great. The others followed rapidly, Bracy last, and feelingas if he had suddenly plunged into liquid ice, so intensely cold was thewater, which reached nearly to his chin. He glanced outward to get adim peep of the river they were about to try and cross, and anotherchill ran through him, for it was like standing face to face with death,the surface eastward being one race of swirling and rushing foam, dottedhere and there by masses of rock. There was a few moments' anxiouspause, and, above the hissing rush of the water, the echoing crack,crack, crack of the enemies' jezails reached their ears, but soundingsmothered and far away. Then Roberts spoke:

  "You can swim, Drummond?"

  "Yes, in smooth water," was the reply. "I don't know about cascades."

  "You've got to, my lad," said Roberts shortly. "What about your men?You can, I know, Gedge."

  "Yes, sir."

  "You others?"

  "I can swim a few strokes, sir," said one.

  "Never was no water, sir, where I was," replied the other.

  "A few strokes!" cried Roberts fiercely. "No water! Shame on you,lads! No one who calls himself a man ought, to be in a position to saysuch a thing. Well, we'll do our best. Don't cling, or you'll drown usas well."

  "I can get one on 'em across like a shot, sir," cried Gedge excitedly.

  "Silence!" cried Roberts.

  "But I done drowning-man resky, sir, in Victory Park lots o' times."

  "Then rescue the drowning-man with the injured leg--yourself," saidRoberts, smiling--"if it comes to the worst. Draw swords, gentlemen.I'll lead. You take hold of my sword, my lad, and take fast grip of MrDrummond's hand. Drummond, hold out your sword to Gedge. Gedge, takeMr Bracy's hand. Bracy, you can extend your sword to the last. We maybe able to wade. If not we must go with the stream, and trust to therocks. Each man who reaches a shallow can help the rest. Ready?Forward!"