7/21 If they'd rushed on me at once, poor old Bon would never have been here to tell this story. But they came on, sir, systematically, one by one. All the rest sat on their tails and waited. The first fellow came up, and I shot him; the second fellow--I shot him; the third--I shot him. At last the tenth came; he was the biggest of all--the leader, you may say. |