H. Rider Haggard

H. Rider Haggard

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Portrait of H. Rider Haggard H. Rider Haggard Allan's Wife — Chapter 4 (1889)

I had my elephant gun and ammunition. Indaba-zimbi had his medicine bag and an assegai. We crept to the top of the rise like sportsmen stalking a buck. The slope on the other side was strewn with rocks, among which grew bushes and tall grass.
“They must have gone down the Donga,” I said to Indaba-zimbi, “I can’t see one of them.”
As I spoke there came a roar of men all round me. From every rock, from every tuft of grass rose a Zulu warrior. Before I could turn, before I could lift a gun, I was seized and thrown.
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Portrait of H. Rider Haggard H. Rider Haggard Allan's Wife — Chapter 4 (1889)

Think of the children, Hans!”
“I can’t bear to think,” he answered, in a broken voice, looking at his own little girl, a sweet, curly-haired, blue-eyed child of six, named Tota, whom I had often nursed as a baby. “Oh, Heer Allan, your father, the Predicant, always warned me against trekking north, and I never would listen to him because I thought him a cursed Englishman; now I see my folly. Heer Allan, if you can, try to save my child from those black devils; if you live longer than I do, or if you can’t save her, kill her,” and he clasped my hand.
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Portrait of H. Rider Haggard H. Rider Haggard Allan's Wife — Chapter 4 (1889)

What chance had a laager of ten waggons all told against at least two thousand of the bravest savages in the world?
“Macumazahn, will you take my advice this time?” Indaba-zimbi said, presently.
“What is it?” I asked.
“This. Leave your waggons here, jump on that horse, and let us two run for it as hard as we can go. The Zulus won’t follow us, they will be looking after the Boers.”
“I won’t leave the other white men,” I said; “it would be the act of a coward. If I die, I die.”
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