 | 1850 - 704 páginas
...down in it. Our men got round the walls, and killed almost every soul in it." Again, — "A round shot took off a man's head close to me, and spattered his...the major; and we sprang forward amidst a shower of halls, dashed across a deep nullah, gave one rattling volley, and poured into the village at every... | |
 | Edward Joseph Thackwell - 1851 - 396 páginas
...all the time, started up with a cheer. It was the last some of them gave, poor fellows ! A round shot took off a man's head close to me, and spattered his...!' shouted the Major; and we sprang forward amidst the shower of balls, dashed across a deep nullah, gare one rattling volley, and poured into the village... | |
 | 1888 - 482 páginas
...a cheer. It was the last some of them gave, poor fellows ! A round shot took off a man's head near me and spattered his brains in my face, the bullets...' shouted the Major, and we sprang forward amidst the shower of balls, dashed across a deep nullah, gave one rattling volley, and poured into the village... | |
 | Sir George Forrest - 1909 - 552 páginas
...this time, started up with a cheer. It was the last some of them gave, poor fellows ! A round shot took off a man's head close to me, and spattered his...— lead on your men ! ' shouted the Major, and we dashed forward amidst a shower of balls, dashed across a deep nullah, gave one rattling volley, and... | |
 | Alicia Cameron Taylor - 1913 - 388 páginas
...round shot took off" a man's head close to me, and spattered his brains in my face, the bullets whizzed about like hail, and, as we came nearer, grape was poured into us, but not a man wavered for a THE BATTLE OF GUJARAT 91 second. ' Officers to the front ! lead on your men ! ' shouted the Major,... | |
 | Alicia Cameron Taylor - 1913 - 364 páginas
...round shot took off a man's head close to me, and spattered his brains in my face, the bullets whizzed about like hail, and, as we came nearer, grape was...forward amidst a shower of balls, dashed across a deep nulla, gave one rattling volley, and poured into the village at every point. Many of the Sikhs stood... | |
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Our men, who had been held down all the time, started up with a cheer. It was the last some of them gave, poor fellows ! A round shot took off a man's head close to me, and spattered his brains in my face, the bullets whizzing about like hail, and, as... 