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HLI Chronicle 1910 - The Royal Highland Fusiliers

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HIGHLAND LIGHT INFANTRY CHRONICLE. 121<br />

civilians) is like the end 0' the close season<br />

for groose, when a'body flees awa', when the<br />

laMes and corpr'ls cbases the plivates, and<br />

tbe sairgeants chases the corpr'ls, and the<br />

officers, especially the wee yins, chases the<br />

-sairgeants, and tbe cornel sits on his horse<br />

and sweers, an' chases them a'ways at wanst ;<br />

then the gen'ral comes, very polite, and says,<br />

"Very good, Kornel; fine regiment; weel<br />

-set-up men!" Weel, when this wis a' by,<br />

the summer came roond, and then some wis<br />

for the hills, and some w1'sna. We three, of<br />

coorse, bein' young soldiers, an' delikit like­<br />

(" d'ye mind, Jock, in Almada Street ")­<br />

wis among the wis's, and Sandy wis fair wild<br />

wi' the thocht 0' whit he wis gaun tae dae in<br />

the shootin' line.<br />

Jock bocht a gun frae the sairgent 0' number<br />

one section, wi' one 0' the remittances frae<br />

his brother in Ameriky; and Sandy rolled<br />

up wi' a gun tae, but it wis olaimed, so we jist<br />

had the yin gun; and when I wis in at the<br />

R.A.T.A. gettin' a read at the paper I seed<br />

an advertizement about some 0' they patent<br />

bullets for shot-guns; so we b ad some of<br />

them from Calcutta.<br />

Weel, when we had been in the hills for<br />

about a fortllicht we begun tae think aboot a<br />

pass. Captain X, that wis in chairge 0' oor<br />

section, wis for making a deeficulty aboot<br />

lettin' us away thegither, mindin' some sma'<br />

disturbance in the Bazaar that we wis on the<br />

mat for. (No that I'm sayin' ocht against<br />

the Captain. D'ye mind yon time he-but<br />

tbat has naething tae dae wi' this.) Onyways,<br />

we got oor pass for three days.<br />

" Noo," says Jock, " for the commissariat."<br />

Jock wis for the simple life-a bottle 0'<br />

tangle-foot apiece, an' lh,in' on the country.<br />

Butme aa' Sandy wisna for ony debauches; so,<br />

to do the thing in style, we had tinned salmon,<br />

an' oatmeal, an' biscuits, an' jist yin wee<br />

bottle, an' a wee black wean to cook for us,<br />

as we would be too busy-shootin' tigers-for<br />

cookin'. <strong>The</strong>y a' went in a box, an' the wee<br />

cook carried it.<br />

Sandy said he kenned 0' a grand place for<br />

bears, an' the column wis jist movin' off when<br />

anither monkey-faced man comes np. <strong>The</strong><br />

wee cook ca'ed him a shikarrry, an' speered<br />

did we want him. I says, "Whit's yer<br />

wages" and he says "Eight annas a day."<br />

Jook, who is aye fond 0' airin' his foreign<br />

languages, up all' tell't him to away and jaw<br />

hisse1' !<br />

Hooiver, the wee cook said a shikarry wis<br />

verra important, so we jist agreed, meanin'<br />

tae pay him hauf. That's the way to tIeat<br />

they blackies when they try to come it on<br />

blokes! That's experience. So we a' set<br />

off, the wee cook an' the wee box in front,<br />

weel watched, and in the evenin' arrived at<br />

001' camp. Next mornin' the monkey-faced<br />

man says" Ootow !" an' it wisna long afore<br />

we wis on the war-path. Sandy said we must<br />

draw for fhst shot. Sandy won. (It wis him<br />

that wis holdin' the straws, tho', min' ye,<br />

A'm no castin' ony aspersions on Sandy.)<br />

I wis second, an' poor Jock wis last, which<br />

didna improve his temper, which wis fille-like,<br />

ower some dispute aboot whisky for breakfast.<br />

Aifter a wee while the monkey shikari<br />

man goes on a wee, for scoutin', and Sandy<br />

led the main body. By an' by he suddenly<br />

clappit doon, and wis angry wi' me an'<br />

Jock for bern' too slow. " See that! " says<br />

he, and fires. We a' rin forrad, but it wis jist<br />

a black stump. That wis the first time Jock<br />

laughed. Sandy wis for haein' his turn<br />

again, but we soon teIled him No! <strong>The</strong>n the<br />

shikari came back, speerin' what wis up, so<br />

Sandy tell'd him he had wounded a wee bear.<br />

I think Sandy must hae made a mistake<br />

about the place, for we walkit up an' doon<br />

an' never saw a hait a' day. In the evenin',<br />

when we wis aboot done, the shikari says<br />

" Dekko! " and we dekko'd and seen a black<br />

beastie in a bush. So I fired, but there wis<br />

no answer from the butts. "Here," says<br />

Jock, "let me see the gun" ; an' wi' that he<br />

starts crawlin' to the beast on his hauns an'<br />

knees.<br />

A'm no sure aboot what exac'ly happened<br />

next, but there wis a roar-I'm no rightly<br />

sure from Jock or the beast. Onyways,<br />

Jock fired an' tumelled hisser, an' the beast,

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