The Girl from Hong-Kong: A Story of Adventure Under Five Suns — page 81: what you’re looking at

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THE GIRL FROW HOKO-KONE. eS ef Arabs, drop wat of sight behind their steeds, Closer and closer they come. AW the while the rattle of firearms keeps up tis dread- ful monotone, and spurts of yellow and red flame ‘fiaith slong the ine. | ‘Herses go down, bearmg their masters, whe perhaps ‘beve half an ounce of lead ‘pumped mto them ere they an recover their senses and seek cover. No matter! the advance atill continues, and becomes an impetuous rush. Pitilessly the havoc of lead keeps wp. Donahoe wonders still, but now it is the valor of ‘these wild tribesmen of the border that amazes him as tt ‘has satonished many another. The Punjab infantry and the well-trained Sikhs under valiant British officers have had their ‘hands full when- ever the fortwnes of war brought them inte contact with these antamed tribes who acknowledge no potentate their ruter, and laugh alike at ameer, empress, and tha indian princes. There is some contusion on Terry’s tight, and he fears the assailants have broken through the lines. Men are rushing ia that quarter, and he can hear the sound of biews mingled with Aoarse shouts and an occa- Bional shot. for as the guns are mostly empty by this timo, with no chance te reload, the defen gsr thm