Had It Been Otherwise Not One Of Us Could Possibly Have Escaped Their Spears - All Would Certainly Have Been Killed, For There Were Over A Hundred Of The Enemy, And They Approached Us In A Solid Phalanx Of Five Or Six Rows, Each Row Consisting Of Eighteen Or Twenty Warriors.

Their project no doubt was, that so soon as any of us was speared by the warriors, the inoffensive

Spies in the camp were to tomahawk us at their leisure, as we rolled about in agony from our wounds; but, taken by surprise, their otherwise exceedingly well-organised attack, owing to a slight change in our supper-hour, was a little too late, and our fire caused a great commotion and wavering in their legion's ordered line. One of the quiet and inoffensive spies in the camp, as soon as he saw me jump up and prepare for action, ran and jumped on me, put his arms round my neck to prevent my firing, and though we could not get a word of English out of him previously, when he did this, he called out, clinging on to me, with his hand on my throat, "Don't, don't!" I don't know if I swore, but I suppose I must, as I was turned away from the thick array with most extreme disgust. I couldn't disengage myself; I couldn't attend to the main army, for I had to turn my attention entirely to this infernal encumbrance; all I could do was to yell out "Fire!

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