Scindia

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Portrait of Rudyard Kipling Rudyard Kipling,  Ballads and Barrack-Room Ballads (1892)

“ And Delhi town was very near, but nearer was the foe.
Yea, Delhi town was very near when Lalun whispered:—‘Slay!
‘Lord of my life, the mare sinks fast—stab deep and let me die!’
But Scindia would not, and the maid tore free and flung away,
And turning as she fell we heard the clattering Populzai.
Then Scindia checked the gasping mare that rocked and groaned for breath,
And wheeled to charge and plunged the knife a hands-breadth in her side—
The hunter and the hunted know how that last pause is death—
The blood had chilled about her heart, she reared and fell and died.
Our Gods were kind.
”
Source: Wikisource

Portrait of G. A. Henty G. A. Henty,  At the Point of the Bayonet: A Tale of the Mahratta War

“ It is time that you should see something of war. Since the death of Scindia, a few months back; and the succession of his nephew Doulut, who is about your own age; things have become even more unsettled than before. Scindia was a great man and, although at times worsted by his rivals, always managed to repair his fortunes and to add to his power; but whether the young Scindia will keep the wide territory that his uncle won is doubtful. Holkar, although at times he and Scindia united, as when the English marched against Poona, has been his rival and enemy. ”
Source: Gutenberg

Portrait of Rudyard Kipling Rudyard Kipling,  Verses 1889-1896

“ A Soobah of the Deccan asks no aid to guard his life; But Holkar's Horse were flying, and our chiefest chiefs were cold, And like a flame among us leapt the long lean Northern knife. I held by Scindia — my lance from butt to tuft was dyed, The froth of battle bossed the shield and roped the bridle-chain — What time beneath our horses' feet a maiden rose and cried, And clung to Scindia, and I turned a sword-cut from the twain. ”
Source: Gutenberg

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