Showing posts with label marksmen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marksmen. Show all posts
Thursday, 28 June 2012
Between terror and sheer admiration
He hit three more Zulus — this at a range of two hundred yards, from a wagon that was bucking like a ship at sea, and at moving targets. I tell you, I was stricken between terror and sheer admiration.
Flashman and the Tiger, p.284, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
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Sunday, 1 June 2008
Genuine Afridi chief
First out came Mackenzie with his jezzailchis, the wild hill marksmen who were devoted to him; like me, he was wearing poshteen cloak and turban, with his pistols stuck in his belt, and he looked the genuine Afridi chief with his long moustache and his ugly rascals behind him.
Flashman, p.177, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.
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