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SPORT AND WAR. 
CHAP. XIT. 
In this melee or stream you had to look as much 
behind you as before, from being so mixed tip with the 
enemy for miles. Seven extra notches were cut on the 
stock of my gun after that day, and I fired at no Kafir 
that was not in the act of firing at me or throwing an 
assaigai. 
One fellow who had fired at and missed me, and at 
whom I had also fired two barrels, stood not ten yards 
from me to re-load, and,I was doing the same on horse¬ 
back, loading both barrels against his one, but watching 
for the time when he would prime, for I saw that he 
had a flint-lock musket. The Kafir, however, was ready 
first, before I had capped, but he omitted to prime. 
My friend Armstrong, who was on my right, also with 
his discharged gun, exclaimed, 6 For Grod’s sake make 
haste, or he will be ready first,’ when the fellow put up 
his gun and snapped it in my face. I did not give him 
a second chance, for had it been fine powder the pan 
would have filled, and I should not have been here to 
tell the tale. 
The next man I rode up to had a musket, and as I 
pulled up to shoot him he sat down, put his gun across 
his knees and his fingers in his ears, exclaiming, 4 Fingoe, 
Fingoe ! ’ I therefore jumped from my horse, took the 
gun from him, broke it in two, and handed the man 
over a prisoner to a soldier of the 7th Dragoon Guards. 
The Fingoes were serfs or servants of the Kafirs, and 
