 | 1850 - 704 páginas
...head close to me, and spattered his brains in my face — the bullets whizzing about like hail ; and, as we came nearer, grape was poured into us, but not...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
...man's head close to me, and spattered his brains in my face, the bullets whizzing about like hail, and, as we came nearer, grape was poured into us ; but...!' 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 man's head near me and spattered his brains in my face, the bullets whizzing about like hail, and as we came nearer grape was poured into us, but not...' 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
...head close to me, and spattered his brains in my face. The bullets whizzing about like hail, — and as we came nearer grape was poured into us, but not...— 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
...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
...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...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... 