This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1832 edition. Excerpt: ... the cudgeree-pots, and all within its swing. The hag grew furious at the destruction of her household gods and goods, and ...
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1832 edition. Excerpt: ... the cudgeree-pots, and all within its swing. The hag grew furious at the destruction of her household gods and goods, and called out for the burkandazers (police-officers of the village). Thus backed, she made a furious attack upon me, exclaiming, " You more like tiger, not than man. You no go my house. I make sepoys come kill you. I never see such obstroperousnesa when I live." CHAPTER XX. The last of human sounds which rose, As I was darted from my foes, Was the wild shout of savage laughter, Which on the wind came roaring after A moment from the rabble rout; '. With sudden wrath I wrenched my head, And writhing half my form about, " Howl'd back my curse. + * *, Is Away !--away !--my breath was gone-- I saw not where he hurried on: 'Twas scarcely yet the break of day, And on he foamed--away!--away !--ByRON. The hubbub within soon brought up some sepoys front without. On seeing a fellow's pike peering above the ladder, my blood began to rise, and my passion to sober me. Hecate and her witches were hanging on me like a pack of terriers on a badger. I shook off, with a sudden effort, the lethargic effect of drink, as well as the old and young who clung to me, as the tiger does his parasite providers, the jackals, when he himself is hunted. Regaining the bamboo, I drove them down the ladder; in their confusion, their weight, with the addition of the flabby governante, broke the ladder, when they fell, and formed a conelike bill below, of which she was the apex; she plumped clown like a Dutch dogger out of the slips, sepoy and all vanishing beneath her ample beam. Great was the uproar which succeeded. A dense crowd had collected outside, with a sprinkling of peons, sepoys, and police. I now thought it time to remove myself...."
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