Harley Greenoak's Charge

"We cannot go in, Baas." And the speaker's pleasing, good-humoured face took on a dogged, not to say obstinate expression. A little more acquaintance with the country and its na...

Simcox's farm, Buffels Draai, comprised about as wild a tract of bush country as exists, although not many hours' ride or drive from the busiest of Cape Colony towns. Before Dic...

"That's more than I can tell you. He's rather a pet of the Commandant's; helps him to find new sorts of butterflies and creeping things that the old man is dead nuts on collecti...

Dick's spirits rose immeasurably as he found himself clear away, with night and the open veldt around him. He was in the pink of hard training, consequently not long did it take...

"I vote we go bang in the other direction," answered Dick Selmes. "The township's all clatter and dust--and altogether abominable. Mrs Waybridge was an angel of light when she c...

Harley Greenoak sat smoking a pipe in the one living-room of the Commandant's modest little bungalow. It was night. The only other occupant of the room was its owner; and he was...

Dick Selmes, who had intuitively grasped the simplicity of the tactics to be observed, was at the back of the room; not quite opposite the doorway, lest the light from without s...

Harley Greenoak for once in his life had committed an error of judgment. He had quite reckoned on the possibility of being followed, even as he knew that every step of his way h...

Sikonile's hut was full. Sikonile's hut, being full, was exceedingly close and stuffy. Moreover, it was thick with tobacco smoke; for, unlike the Zulus, both men and women of th...

Thus two men on the deck of a ship. One was silver-haired, elderly, spare and very refined looking. The other, of medium height, broadly built, and middle-aged, was, in his way,...

"Oh, but--I say, won't we rather be making a crowd?" protested Dick. "Had no end of a jolly time, you know, Mr Hesketh; but--er--wouldn't put you out for the world."

Postal delivery at Haakdoornfontein was, as an institution, non-existent; and when old Hesketh desired communication with or from the outside world he obtained it by dispatching...

Waybridge, having delivered his contract stock, had intended staying the night at Fort Isiwa, but some news which was brought in at that post decided him to start for home at no...

She made no answer, at first. They were in shade now, and she had flung off her sun-bonnet, and her glance was turned forth upon the wide veldt lying beneath, while the light br...

On either side of the road lay spread the green, undulating plains of British Kaffraria, open, or dotted here and there with mimosa. The sky, dazzling in its vivid blue, was wit...

Dick was greatly concerned over the consequences his escapade was likely to entail upon the sentry who had let him through. He said nothing about the bribe, but all unconsciousl...

"We might safely do half an hour's snooze here," he said. "The gees want that amount of rest. You turn in, Selmes, and I'll do horse-guard. No--no--don't wrangle, man; each minu...

"Hallo! Here's a chap we've overlooked," sang out Dick, turning his horse. Four troopers followed him. A little to the right of the pursuit a solitary Kafir was standing, peerin...

It was evening, but Waybridge had not returned. He had started early that morning for Fort Isiwa, to deliver a lot of slaughter oxen for commissariat purposes, for which he had...

There followed a moment of tense silence. Then a fresh hubbub arose on the outskirts of the crowd, quite a number of which broke away, and made for the lower end of the building...

The Commandant was nothing if not thorough, and as it came home to him what a marvellous escape the ammunition escort had had, and the direful effects that would have resulted f...

Harley Greenoak, who was riding a little way in front, keeping a watchful eye on the captive chiefs, instinctively reined in his horse, having just overheard. The movement annoy...

"Another `whited sepulchre,' Faugh!" said Hazel, dropping in disgust the two halves of the outwardly magnificent peach she had just broken open, but which within was a mass of s...

The village of Komgha was going through lively times. Every day nearly, levies, on their way to the front, would be passing through, and as it was the last settlement on the bor...

Sunrise. A long green valley bounded by pleasant, round-topped, bush-clad hills. The slopes are dotted with kraals, the blue wood-smoke curling aloft from the yellow thatch of m...

Soon the forest began to lighten and the tall yellow-wood trees to give way to high scrub with open patches here and there. Here the Fingo, Kleinbooi, who had been striding on i...

Harley Greenoak was not sorry to exchange the riot and racket outside for the cool interior of the young chief's hut. The latter was by no means as neat and clean as he had been...

"When are you going to shoot another back for us, Mr Selmes?" Hazel Brandon was saying. "As officer in charge of the Commissariat Department, it's my duty to tell you that if yo...

Rock and frowning krantz rolled back the reverberations in swooping echo as the first seven-pounder spoke, launching its whistling shrapnel across the deep, thickly-bushed valle...

The coming of Hazel Brandon effected something like a revolution at Haakdoornfontein, for she was as good as her word, and at once set to work to reform the interior of that eas...

They were entrusted with very important despatches indeed; to the effect that, owing to the accidental explosion of an ammunition waggon, the large force of Frontier Armed and M...

It was the darkest hour of night--that before the dawn. Even that would not have been dark, for the moon had not yet set, but a thick mist lay upon the land, blotting out everyt...

Here he was, suddenly and unexpectedly called upon to undergo a wholly delightful sojourn once more beneath the same roof with this girl who had held his thoughts during the pas...

A man who is "good all round," as the saying goes, in weighty matters, is rarely a fool in dealing with those of minor importance, although he is sometimes. In which connection...

The partridges were lying well, springing up in fine coveys from the turnips, or from corn-sheaves on the stubble, or in twos and threes, as the coveys were broken up. A soft ha...

"Oh, as to that I only helped him. He'd have been all right anyhow," replied Greenoak. "And," he added, "you won't mind my reminding you of one agreement--that of that subject w...