"Are you ?" And then I had to lash my horse back to the place lest my hat should sail down-stream and adorn a Queen's enemy.

There is nothing like shell-fire for giving lessons in horsemanship.
[Illustration: THE DRIFT AND WATERING PLACE] The Manchesters had been having an uncomfortable time of it, and I found Sir George White and his staff up on their hill.

As we walked about, the little puffs of dust kept rising at our feet.

We were within rifle-fire, though at long range.

Now and then a very peculiar little shell was thrown at us.